gray eye to gray eye

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"Ladies and gentlemen, here is the unprecedented practice match between Gryffindor and Slytherin. Now, players from both sides are invited to play!"

The dark-skinned Gryffindor classmate who had been serving as the narrator came out of nowhere, stood on the narration stage and shouted excitedly.

From the entrances of the two stages of the arena, two teams, one green and one red, flew out respectively.

Captains of both sides shake hands!

The captain of the Ravenclaw college team volunteered to be the referee, and after a whistle, the ball locked in the box was released.

"Oh, the Quaffle was immediately picked up by Angelina Johnson of Gryffindor... Nice pass - ah, oops, the Slytherin team took the Quaffle, Slytherin captain Ma Cus Flint got the Quaffle..."

The score was now fifty to thirty, with Slytherin taking the lead for now.

Both Seekers Draco and Potter hovered high above, looking for the Snitch.

"I said that Slytherin can't find another commentator, or we can choose one from our own house!" I muttered dissatisfied.

"That's embarrassing!" Pansy said, covering her mouth.

I looked at the monkey-like commentator jumping up and down on the purposely raised commentary platform, and nodded, no Slytherin students would be willing to do that kind of thing!

"Look, Harry Potter seems to have spotted the Snitch!"

The crowd immediately became noisy, and everyone looked up at the sky.

Potter veered toward the Slytherin stands and lunged.

Draco just turned his head on the other side!

"...ah, trick, Slytherin... knocked Harry's broom with the Bludger..."

The narrator roared hoarsely.

"Oh, let's just say Gryffindor's batsman is too bad!"

Many Slytherin students cried out.

There were no professors present, and everyone relaxed a little, shouting was the prerogative of Gryffindors before!

At this moment, the Golden Snitch disappeared again.

Meanwhile, the Slytherin Chaser scored another goal.

We're already thirty points ahead of Gryffindor...

In the sky, Draco seemed to have spotted the Golden Snitch and rushed in one direction.

Harry Potter hastily adjusted his broom and chased after him...

"It's a feint!"

When Potter was almost level with Draco, Draco suddenly turned in the other direction, and Potter was too fast to turn in time!

"What are you doing!"

At this critical moment, a very stern voice suddenly came from below the arena.

It's Professor McGonagall!

Everyone was stunned!

"Come down, come back to me, who allowed you to carry out such dangerous activities without permission..." Professor McGonagall shouted.

Draco felt the tremor of the snitch in his hand, sniffled, and slowly fell back to the ground.

"...Bold, how dare you... Without the professor present, do you know how many people are injured every year because of Quidditch matches... I can't believe it..." Professor McGonagall angrily moved towards the two people who were gradually gathering. The team players roared.

Marcus Flint bumped into Oliver.Wood, motioned for him to speak.

Wood took a small step forward, "Professor McGonagall, ah, I'm sorry..."

"I'm sorry, Professor, we practiced too much, which caused you to misunderstand, this is not a competition, we just practice together so that we can improve together!" Seeing that the situation was not good, Draco took over and explained.

"Yes, yes, Professor, we are practicing, practicing for the Quidditch season!" Wood nodded again and again.

Professor McGonagall swept the sweaty faces of the players on both sides a few times suspiciously, and finally nodded reluctantly, "Even for practice, it's best to have a coach present at this level, and I will report this to Dumbledore It's okay, this kind of practice is suspended, waiting for the school's arrangement, remember?"

"Yes!"

The players from the two colleges responded feebly.

After Professor McGonagall turned around, Draco quickly raised his hand to Potter, showing the golden snitch in his hand.

"We won!" Draco mouthed silently.

Harry Potter gritted his teeth and gripped the broomstick tightly...

Since Professor McGonagall stopped the practice match before Draco caught the Snitch, it still couldn't be said that Slytherin had won the match, although that was almost a foregone conclusion!

But it's almost nothing!

Pansy denounced Professor McGonagall angrily, but Draco was quite calm.

"Catch the Snitch before something like this happens next time!" Draco said in a long tone.

"Well, this time it's pretty good!" I nodded.

"Idiot, we're going to help Professor Snape tomorrow night, are you ready?" Draco raised his eyebrows and reminded maliciously.

My head immediately ached.

In order not to let other people know that we are learning Occlumency in Professor Snape's office, we said to the outside world that we are helping the professor, preparing materials and so on!

The taste of Legilimency is really uncomfortable, especially when there is an ulterior secret hidden!

Soon, October passed.

This year, Miss Pansy is still excited to order an evening dress to attend Hogwarts' Halloween party.

"Honey, where's your dress?"

Pansy, who was waiting at the stairs, immediately screamed.

"Oh, I'm not going to dance." I explained, tugging at my school robe.

"Honey, no, you won't be allowed to go to a school banquet like this, even if you don't dance!"

Pansy and Daphne made a fuss and pushed me back to the dormitory.

"Hurry up, ladies, there are only 15 minutes left!" Blaise reminded from behind.

"fool!"

It was Draco's voice...

Pansy and Daphne opened my closet and quickly selected a pink dress.

"Put it on, honey, this one just goes with your blonde hair!"

Little Queen Pansy pushed me into the next bathroom...

Oh, this is the nobles!

"Okay, okay, fortunately, Sharon's skin is very good, just need to make her lips more red... Oh, I really envy your eyelashes, my dear..."

Pansy babbled and helped me put on some pink lipstick.

The little girl spent two full hours dressing up today, with two thick, fan-like false eyelashes pasted on her eyes!

Daphne turned out the perfume with a smile and sprayed some lightly on my hair.

"Oh, Daphne, enough, enough, I don't like perfume!"

"Quick, quick, just take care of your hair a little..."

10 minutes later we came down the stairs.

"Oh, this is our baby Sharon!" Blaise bowed exaggeratedly at ninety degrees.

The gown was of suspender style, and it was accompanied by a snow-white two-tailed mink shawl.

Draco looked up and down a few times, nodded, "Come on, we're going to be late!"

As a result, we could only trot all the way to the auditorium.

The sound of our little high heels stepping on the ground echoed in the corridor...

"Idiot, if you next time..." Draco stroked the somewhat messy hair on his forehead, and warned viciously before taking his seat.

At this time, the people in the hall have almost expired.

After Dumbledore spoke a few crazy words as usual, everyone began to enjoy delicious snacks, drinks and, music!

Dumbledore first invited Professor McGonagall to take the lead in sliding onto the dance floor. After two or three minutes, the number of people on the dance floor gradually increased.

"Honey, let's go too!" Pansy said, holding the hem of her skirt.

Draco looked up at the condescending Pansy, and firmly turned his head away.

Girls develop earlier than boys, and now the height of boys of the same age is no longer dominant, plus small high heels...

Pansy had a look of annoyance on his face.

"Hey, this beautiful lady, I wonder if I have the honor?" Blaise picked out and bent over and stretched out his hand.

Oh, Blaise didn't consider the height issue, he dared to invite the seniors in the fifth and sixth grades when he was in the first grade!

Pansy pouted and slid onto the dance floor with Blaise's hand...

To be honest, for this kind of banquet, I am only interested in those dim sums that are not usually seen!

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☆、History of Magic