From Karma Taj to Hogwarts

The snow was falling heavily, and the scattered snowflakes blocked everyone's sight.

Above the pitch, vague figures wearing green and red Quidditch uniforms flashed in the air. They were the Quidditch players of Slytherin and Gryffindor.

The seeker flying in the sky has long been hidden in the snow and wind, making it difficult for the audience to spot it. This is a bit disappointing for Quidditch fans.

But luckily there is one figure on the pitch even more eye-catching than the Quidditch players. Wearing the sky-blue Tutshill Tornadoes uniform, he moved around at various heights on the Quidditch pitch with handsome and unrestrained movements, which caused the young wizards to scream and cheer loudly.

"So is Professor Prenton really here to be the referee?" After Abraxas cheered enthusiastically towards the figure again, Sivan turned around and asked.

"Of course, Professor Prenton was once the best seeker in the country, and now he will definitely be the best referee at Hogwarts!" Abu's excited face was still a little flushed, and he didn't know Are you frozen or excited?

Xiven looked at Professor Prenton's heroic appearance and listened to the commentator on the high platform praising the referee. Xiven silently mourned for the members of the Quidditch team who worked hard on the field. They may not find any opportunities to shine before Professor Prenton retires...

The snow is falling harder and harder, and the competition is getting more intense. The red and green figures on the field are entangled together, so fast that only their respective shadows can be seen.

In the audience, the little wizards of Slytherin and Gryffindor enthusiastically cheered for the teams of their respective houses.

The enthusiastic atmosphere even led the Hufflepuff and Ravenclaw wizards present to join the cheering team - although most of them were cheering for Gryffindor... I had to It is said that Slytherin is not very good at interpersonal relationships.

Even Sivan, Mobley and Gomez, three little wizards who had little interest in Quidditch, were later infected by the shouts of the Slytherin snakes around them and joined in cheering for the college team. The crowd cheered for the team to the rhythm of the senior wizard holding the green flag!

Suddenly, a green figure as fast as the wind rushed to a low altitude position on the court next to the audience.

The little wizards in the audience suddenly became excited!

"It's Slytherin's Seeker Prewett. What is he doing? Has he really found the Golden Snitch?!" The commentator on the high platform couldn't help but become excited and said loudly.

"Is the seeker of our hospital team Ignatius?" Xiwen asked Abu in some circumstances.

However, at this time, Abu didn't notice what Xiwen said at all. He clutched the railing in front of him tightly and stared at Ignatius's speeding figure, with a look of fanatical excitement and deep nervousness on his face.

At the same time, a red figure of Gryffindor also rushed to a low altitude position close to the audience and flew towards Ignatius's position.

However, at this moment, the figure in green clothes quickly turned around and moved away from the audience. Gryffindor's seeker almost hit the wall of the stadium by accident, and it took a lot of effort to stop the momentum of the broomstick.

Just when he stopped his forward momentum, the whole audience suddenly burst into cheers!

Just above the audience, Ignatius had raised his right hand above his head, and a delicate golden flying ball was in his hand!

"Incredible! Prewett used the wall of the stadium to make a special Wronsky fake move! He successfully got rid of Gryffindor's Seeker and got the Golden Snitch!!" the commentator shouted with excitement When he came out, his voice even had some hoarseness.

As Professor Prenton's whistle blew, he raised a green chess piece.

The little wizards of Slytherin completely let go of their voices and cheered loudly. They held green banners and flags and kept waving them.

On the opposite side were the Gryffindor seats. Their mood was extremely low, and even the team flags were lowered.

"Did you see it? We won!" Abraxas hugged the three of Xiwen excitedly and kept shouting. "I will definitely join this strong team next year!"

Xiwen and the other three also showed happy smiles. Only at this moment did these proud little Slytherin wizards clearly realize what a sense of collective honor is? What is cohesion!

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The excitement of the little Slytherin wizards did not diminish at all until they returned to the common room. They started a fanatical celebration party in the common room. Even Professor Slughorn came here in person to congratulate the team members.

"This is a toast to Ignatius, to celebrate his final capture of the Golden Snitch and victory for Slytherin!" Professor Slughorn said with great joy, his face rosy.

"Of course, the little wizards who have not yet reached adulthood can only make an exception to drink one drink." He warned with a smile.

"Here's to Ignatius!"

The little wizards all smiled sincerely and happily drank the cup of butterbeer that Professor Slughorn specially asked the house elf to send. Even though there was almost no alcohol in it, they were still intoxicated.

After drinking a glass of butterbeer, the second-year little witch Lucretia Black walked forward, holding a glass of drink that looked like wine, and walked gently to Ignatius. She whispered something to Ignatius, then drank the pretend bottle of wine with a blushing face.

Ignatius seemed stunned for a moment, and then took Lucretia's hand amidst the cheers of everyone around him.

The scene suddenly became more heated, and Professor Slughorn's round face smiled like a flower.

Xiwen glanced at the two of them with interest, and then curiously asked Elsiona next to him: "Al, what's going on with them?"

"What else could it be? It happened after the magic power of the castle was paralyzed." Elsiona curled her lips without revealing any trace and replied. "Prewett saved Lucretia once when she fell down a movable staircase, and later helped take care of her in the school hospital for a while. From then on, Lucretia became attached to him."

"It really doesn't matter!" Xiwen sighed with a smile.

Al looked at him secretly from the side, as if he wanted to say something.

However, Xiwen suddenly looked over, looked at Al's eyes, and asked in surprise: "Did I get something on my face? Is it because I didn't wipe off the foam when I drank butterbeer?"

As he spoke, he took out a handkerchief and wiped his mouth carefully.

Al looked at him dumbfounded, and finally asked: "Hey, what gift are you going to give me for Christmas?"

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