Hogwarts Wandering Wizard

Five hundred to one hundred and one, even in professional Quidditch games, such an exaggerated score difference is rarely seen, not to mention that the opponent is the Ravenclaw team, which has won consecutive games in recent times and is in high spirits.

Such an unexpected result completely drove the students of Gryffindor House crazy.

Everyone threw the things in their hands wildly, and cheered towards Eric and the seven of them, throwing them up and down again and again.

"Slow down, I'm a little dizzy..."

Harry Curran's signature move is to ride on a broom and use exaggerated somersaults to score goals. He has used this move several times in this game. He was already exhausted. At this moment, he was beaten by the students again. Lifting it up, his face turned pale with fright.

When Eric's classmates rushed over, he had already hid behind Charlie. At the same time, he quickly took off his jersey and pushed Jimmy Crown, who was the first to rush over, to the ground. He put the team uniform on him and pretended to be knocked down by him, while he himself escaped from the crowd.

Looking at the classmates jumping up and pressing on him one after another, Eric pulled up the hood of his sweatshirt, covered his face, and pretended to make the sign of the cross on his chest.

I hope Jimmy is okay~

Professor McGonagall also ran over at the end. As a loyal Quidditch fan, she was also very excited when she saw her college get such a shocking score.However, as a professor, the personal safety of students still needs to be taken care of.

"Okay kids, the team members have been tired for a day. You can put them down first and wait until they return to the castle to celebrate. And you, Mr. Foley is only in the first grade. Can his small body bear the pressure you put on him... huh? Ai Rick, why are you here! I clearly saw you being pressed the hardest..."

Professor McGonagall waited for the students to celebrate for a while before interfering. However, in the middle of her sentence, she suddenly saw Eric emerging from the crowd. Her eyes widened in surprise. It took her two seconds to react. He looked at the crowd of people who were still jumping up: "If you are here, then who is the person trapped underneath? Merlin's beard!"

The professor yelled in panic, waved his wand and set off a wave of air, overturning the "grave"-shaped pile of people, revealing a twitching body in a Gryffindor uniform at the bottom: "Oh my god. Hey, Mr. Crown, are you okay?"

The professor lifted Jimmy up, who was already convulsing and foaming at the mouth, and called two senior students to take him to Madam Pomfrey. Then he raised his wand and made a blast, waking up the students who were still reveling. , drove them back to the castle.

Eric looked up and saw the stands where his parents were. Before he could wave and say hello to them, he saw Principal Dumbledore going over and saying something to them. Then the principal took Carl and the two of them out of the stands.

Even from a long distance, he could see the serious expression on Dumbledore's face, as if something big had happened.

Eric kept this detail in mind and followed his still excited roommates towards the castle.

Small bets and quarrels have always existed among the students. Before the game in the morning, many seniors opened some small handicaps in the auditorium to guess the result of today's game between Gryffindor and Ravenclaw.

Since the Gryffindor team's chasers were all three novices who had been cobbled together, no one thought they would win before the game, so the odds for the Gryffindor team were also quite high.In addition, there are always those in the other three houses that cannot be dealt with by the Lion House. After several consecutive runs, many Gryffindor House students also generously donated their money and placed a few... Silver Sickles as a token of their appreciation.

Originally, they were just betting on their college to win with the mentality of breaking the pot, but they didn't expect that the ending would take a turn, which made the students who placed the bets burst into laughter.After returning to the auditorium, he grabbed the dealers and started asking for money.

Lee Jordan walked around from all the markets that were being settled. When he came back, the small black bag in his hand was full of coins. He handed the black bag to Eric and glanced at it. Glancing around, he said with admiration: "You are still good, Eric. Knowing that one handicap would not allow us to bet so much, we found ten handicap houses and placed bets respectively. The principal of 15 Galleons was turned over directly. 8 times, I did the math, excluding some bronze Nats that were deducted at checkout, we made at least more than 100 Galleons today."

"How many?"

George was also counting the silver coins in the bag in his hand. Hearing Lee Jordan's analysis, he couldn't help but take a breath and looked at Fred. "Is it so scary?"

Eric chuckled lightly, took a sip of the milk in front of him, and said slowly: "It's normal. Since the day before yesterday, I asked Jordan to spread the news in the school that the three new chasers in our team are weak. It has instilled in many people the concept that Ravenclaw is a strong team, so naturally many people will choose Ravenclaw in today's betting."

"Also, Charlie is relatively stable in his work. Didn't we also watch his previous games? His tactics seemed to be on par with any team. In this case, a sudden change of players suddenly brought up three players. If a Chaser doesn’t participate, everyone’s confidence in us will definitely plummet.”

"Under such circumstances, it is especially easy for us to use our small efforts to achieve greater results."

Eric put away the bag in his hand with a smile, grabbed a few pieces of cake, greeted his roommates back to the dormitory, and started an internal meeting to share the stolen goods, leaving behind those students who were either happy or worried.

Gryffindor's celebrations continued into the evening. After dinner, Eric found an excuse to hide out. He also wanted to meet his parents.

As a result, when he was about to go to the principal's office, he met Professor McGonagall in the corridor.

"Mr. Welfare, I thought you were having a celebration party!"

When Professor McGonagall saw him, she had a surprised expression on her face, and then she showed a pleased smile. She took out a small bag of candy from her pocket and handed it to Eric: "I have to say that you played really well today. Well, luckily Principal Dumbledore made the right decision."

Eric took the candy and thanked the professor, glanced at the pile of envelopes in the professor's hand, and asked: "Professor McGonagall, I would like to ask if Professor Dumbledore is in the office today?" Seeing him call my parents away after the game."

"Are you talking about your parents? They left with Principal Dumbledore in the afternoon." Professor McGonagall saw Eric's gaze, blocked the credit sleeve in her hand, and suddenly thought of something and continued: "But your father Before you leave, you asked me to tell you that they may not come back this Christmas, and I will ask you to wait for their owl letter for the specific situation."

Ok?

Eric suddenly felt a little strange. Although Taos and him both talked about the witch attack on their home that day, were Carl and Dumbledore's reactions to this incident a little too sensitive?

You know, Christmas abroad is like the Spring Festival in China. No matter what, you have to go home and spend it with your loved ones.

He could understand the temporary move. After all, he was worried that the witch would attack for the third time, and Carl alone could not prevent it. But suddenly Christmas was over, and the situation was a bit strange.

Why do they feel like they are on the run? Are they really going abroad?

Eric looked at Professor McGonagall's leaving figure, and a strange thought arose in his mind. Why did it feel like they were hiding something from me?