A sharp Hogwarts

"Are you really a prophet?"

"fake!"

"But Ron said..."

"That's to coax him to obey. Are you Ron?"

Dalia sighed helplessly while wiping her hair with a towel.

The girls' dormitory can isolate the questioning of two idiots, but it cannot isolate a curious baby.

From taking off her clothes, taking a shower, washing her hair...until she came out of the shower, Hermione's curiosity seemed to have no end.

"The most effective prophet of this century is in the school - the divination teacher, Professor Trelawney."

Dalia glanced at Hermione and introduced seriously, "She is a descendant of the famous diviner Cassandra Trelawney. It is said that Dumbledore originally planned to cancel the Divination course until he personally met with Cassandra Trelawney." After a conversation with Bill Trelawney... it is obvious that if you are really curious about the future, you should find private time to consult Professor Trelawney or borrow some books from the library instead of coming to me This 'fake' prophet who is bluffing and playing tricks."

"I didn't say you were bluffing or pretending, let alone..."

"Well, you didn't say it. But you told me with your eyes."

Dalia twirled her hair and smelled it carefully, finally washing away the stinking bloody smell of the troll.

"If I am really a prophet, then it should be Professor Dumbledore who finds you, not me alone."

"Having insight into the future does not mean 'unreasonably peering into the future'. There are no accidents in this world, only inevitability disguised as accidents."

"...Eh?" Hermione's eyes were filled with confusion, and these words sounded so profound.

"For example, I've divined that we will definitely become good friends——"

Dalia shrugged, grabbed Hermione's face and rubbed it, and continued seriously.

"So, after I learned that the troll was coming, I chose to inform the idiot who skipped class and hid in the toilet crying."

"The results of my 'divination' gave rise to the opportunity for us to become friends. This is the simplest and most profound way to understand the future."

"I didn't..." Hermione muttered, shaking off Dahlia.

Well, she finally knew what a guy more annoying than the Riddler looked like.

That's what Dalia is like, you never know if she's teasing you or if she's serious about talking.

"Let's go-"

Dalia did not continue to bully the little girl.

She smiled and pulled Hermione up and walked directly to the lounge below.

George and Fred were performing juggling by the fireplace. They borrowed a bunch of knives from somewhere and kept throwing them around.

The little Gryffindor wizards gathered around, enjoying the Halloween delicacies, and cheered with wonder and excitement from time to time.

Only Harry and Ron stood alone in front of the stairs of the girls' dormitory, waiting for Daria and the others to come down.

Seeing Dalia appear, Ron raised his elbow and bumped Harry.

"Sorry, next time we-"

"Cousin, I was wrong."

"thank you all."

"You guys go and eat quickly."

The four people spoke in unison, and then froze at the same time.

For a moment, the four of them were a little embarrassed.

puff-

"You guys, what are you doing - we are the best partners to defeat the adult troll and get twenty points."

Dalia was the first to laugh out loud, and the other three laughed one after another and hammered each other.

Then, none of them mentioned what happened before, and hurried to their respective plates.

When you and someone go through a difficult time together, it's hard not to have a good feeling between you.

Especially after running together in the corridor and finally working together to kill a twelve-foot-tall adult giant monster.

…………

After entering November, the weather suddenly became extremely cold.

The mountains around the school were gray and covered with ice and snow, and the lake was as cold and hard as tempered steel.

Every morning, there was thick frost on the ground. Looking out the window of Gryffindor Tower, Hagrid could be seen working on the Quidditch pitch from time to time - he was wrapped in a long moleskin coat and wore a Wearing rabbit fur gloves and giant beaver fur boots, he was there to assist Mrs. Hooch in defrosting her broomstick.

Quidditch season has begun.After several weeks of special training, Harry and Dahlia will officially take to the skies for the first time this Saturday.

Saturday's Quidditch season opener is Gryffindor versus Slytherin.

If the Gryffindor team wins, their ranking in the Academy Cup can temporarily rise to No. 2.

Almost no one had ever seen Harry play Quidditch, and Wood decided to keep Harry's participation a secret, using him as a secret weapon on their team.

However, news of Harry's appointment as Seeker still leaked out, and so did Dalia's qualification as Assistant Referee.

Of course, Harry and Dahlia dominated all the discussions for the rest of the period.

For nearly a century, Hogwarts has not seen a first-year student selected for the Quidditch team.

Some people think that Harry will play well because he was specially recruited by Professor McGonagall against all odds. Some people say that everyone will hold up mattresses and follow Harry under the stadium to prevent him from playing. Accidentally falling from the sky - Harry didn't know which statement was worse, but he knew that he was not at the center of the public opinion whirlpool.

There have never been student assistant referees at Hogwarts, but there are a few examples of multiple professors serving as courtside referees.

Although modern Quidditch leagues have multiple referees, people still unanimously believe that Dahlia is not qualified.

Not just her flying skills, but her ability to make fair calls without interfering with the game.

Slytherin students would protest to Madam Hooch every now and then.

They believed that Dalia would inevitably favor Gryffindor in Saturday's opening match.

But Mrs. Hooch was obviously a determined "Paulie" this time. She directly told the Slytherin captain that they could choose to abandon the game in protest.

"Questioning or slandering the referee is a serious violation... If necessary, the referee can directly suspend the offending player."

Harry slid his fingers over "The Magical Quidditch Ball", turned his head and looked at Dalia beside him and said.

"No one can overturn your decision on the field unless the referee makes a contrary decision."

"Great! Dalia, you should just find a way to suspend that guy Marcus permanently!"

Ron waved his fist excitedly and looked at Dalia expectantly.

Marcus is the captain of the Slytherin House team, and he led the Slytherin team to a major defeat of the Gryffindor team last year.

"Then Daria is permanently suspended - and now the other three houses are trying hard to find fault with her."

Hermione said angrily, clapped her palm on "The Magical Quidditch" and frowned.

"I didn't lend this book to you to worry about the referee, Harry. You'd better read the rules that are relevant to you first! Daria's first game must be absolutely fair and cannot be judged by any People find faults, and the premise is that Gryffindor players will not violate the rules. In addition, I think you should also notice... There are nearly [-] kinds of fouls in Quidditch games. Six hundred of them are for Seekers..."

"Well, and most of the worst Quidditch fouls and accidents happen to Seekers -"

Harry said numbly, as if his soul was about to drift out, muttering resignedly.

"Because we are 'prophets,' symbolizing the beacon of civilization and hope."

"If a team wants to shoot down the enemy players, they must first shoot down the official starting seeker before they can shoot down the subsequent replacements one by one. And we can also end the game in a civilized way - if before that If I hadn't been knocked out of the sky by a Quaffle, a Bludger, or some other means..."

As he practiced Quidditch over the past few weeks and became more and more familiar with the rules of the Quidditch game, Harry felt that the future was becoming increasingly bleak.

Now he had a vague idea of ​​why Dad had switched from seeker to pursuer - the seeker was literally dancing on the edge of a knife.

Of course, "The Magic of Quidditch" still contains some content that makes Harry feel better.

For example, players rarely die during Quidditch matches, but referees often disappear mysteriously, and their bodies mysteriously appear in the Sahara Desert months later.

Dahlia often used this to comfort him, and although Hermione would roll her eyes every time, Harry admitted that it was slightly useful.

On top of that, Hermione has suddenly become much cuter since Dahlia and the others rescued her from the trolls.

She became less concerned about breaking school rules and was willing to give homework to the three of them to "learn from".

To be honest, without Hermione, Dahlia wouldn't know how to deal with so much homework.

As a soul who has experienced the involution of China's education, she is not willing to review the questions again - even if the homework is simple, it is still homework.

Of course Dalia didn't just kill time doing nothing, she had more important things:

Boil and ferment bean paste, as well as various fermented foods.

The day before the Quidditch match started, during the break, Dalia invited everyone to come outside to the cold courtyard.

The fermented bean curd she fermented in her dormitory was successful. She scooped it out and carried it with her in a jam jar.

Most of the dishes at Hogwarts are bland in taste, and fermented bean curd can be said to be the favorite of Gryffindors.

The four of them stood there, secretly dipping their fingers into the red fermented fermented bean curd to satisfy their cravings, while continuing to discuss various Quidditch rules.

At this moment, Professor Snape suddenly passed through the courtyard.

Harry noticed immediately that Professor Snape was walking with a limp - he had been walking with a limp for several days.

The four of them moved closer to each other, trying to block the bean curd from Snape's sight; they knew this was not allowed without Dalia having to say it.

Unfortunately, the guilty look on their faces caught Snape's eye.He limped over.

He didn't see the can of fermented bean curd, but he seemed to be looking for a reason to punish and make things difficult for Dalia and Harry.

"What's that in your hand, Potter?"

It's The Magical Quidditch Ball.Harry showed him.

"Library books are not allowed out of the school," Snape said. "Give it to me. Five points from Gryffindor."

"And you, Miss Dursley—"

Snape put away the book, glanced at Dalia standing beside him, and said indifferently.

"Your Potions homework last class was terrible. Come to my office after class this afternoon."

"I happen to have a potion and I'm going to find some idiot to test it out. Think of it as extra homework."

"Eh?"