【HP】Elvira’s Unicorn Garden

After Halloween comes the Quidditch game.

The first official Quidditch match of this school year at Hogwarts started in early November, and during that time Elvira almost never left the hospital wing.

In other words, Elvira has missed the opening match between Slytherin and Ravenclaw.

That was the first Slytherin Quidditch match since enrolling.

Fortunately, after going through so many things, Elvira finally caught up with the last Quidditch match before returning home for Christmas.

In the stands, the little girl was wearing a thick woolen shawl cloak and scarf, plus fleece boots, and even gloves on her hands.

When she put on the wide plush hood of her shawl and cloak, from a distance, the little girl looked more like an elf born on the snow.

Smart and gentle.

Even so, the little girl still had several warmth spells cast on her.

The probability of getting sick would increase under the ice and snow, but they knew exactly how much Elvira liked Quidditch, and they couldn't bear to watch those bright and clean eyes dim.

They didn't want the little girl to have any regrets.

"Abraxas, I'll leave it to you, little unicorn." Alice was wearing a Quidditch uniform in the Slytherin lounge, which made her look even more sassy than usual.

"Don't worry, I will take good care of Vivian, Senior Sister Grindelwald." Abraxas was holding a small basket in his hand, which contained small tomatoes and small cakes for the little girl.

"If you feel uncomfortable, just call me brother or sister, got it?" Tom rubbed the top of the little girl's hair through the furry hood, but the little girl only slightly tilted her head but did not leave his side. .

Tsk, this little guy is still angry.

Although she was still angry, she didn't stay away from him like before.

Tom couldn't help laughing in his heart, but he didn't show it on his face. He just rubbed the top of the little girl's hair harder through the hood.

Finally, the little girl couldn't bear it anymore and took a few steps away from him. Not long after, she was made to laugh by the Quidditch captain Pandora Prewett.

In that depressing era, the time when the little girl was around was the only time that could bring them some warm moments.

When the next few people look back on this period of time, it can be regarded as the only good medicine and light that can bring them comfort in their dark and lackluster lives.

But this is all for later.

Avila, Abraxas and others went to the stands to watch the game, while the Quidditch players went on the field with their 'comrades'.

Before the game started, Yaxley walked up to Pandora, raised his hand and patted her shoulder with a smile and said something to her.

"I think this should be told to the entire team, not just me." Pandora chuckled a few times, raised her hand to weigh the broomstick in her hand, "How is Travers feeling?"

"It will be the same as before, Pandora." The handsome boy named Travers raised his head. The seventh-grade Slytherin boy faced the Slytherin Quidditch team leader. The captain had a slight smile on his face.

Pandora laughed helplessly. Travers was still the same as before, but he did have such capital.

Almost no one on the field could snatch the Snitch from his hands. It was like the connection between the Seeker and the Snitch.

I don’t know if anyone can break his unbeaten record.

Pandora looked at the crowded stadium in front of her and had some feelings in her heart. When those little carrots reached the second grade, Ravenel, a seeker, was also about to graduate.

And after that, new blood will join their team, and after that, maybe they can all find their own reserves.

I just don't know if I can find a Seeker good enough to replace Travers.

Everything is unknown.