Chapter 787 Make arrangements
After the Easter holiday, a dull atmosphere quietly enveloped the castle. Most students spent the Easter holiday catching up on homework and could not spare any time to review for the final exam. Just after the Easter holiday, they suddenly found that there was only one month left for the final exam, and they felt even more worried. Depressed.
Not only the final exam, but also the Quidditch final between the Gryffindor team and the Slytherin team is approaching with the end of the Easter holiday. This final to determine the Quidditch champion will take place on the first day after the holiday. The weekend begins.
On the eve of the game, the atmosphere in the Gryffindor common room was depressing, and the noisy environment was full of anxiety and uneasiness.
The players are sitting in the armchairs in the corner of the lounge, drinking butterbeer and eating desserts on the table, discussing the tactics that may be used tomorrow and how to target the Slytherin team's weaknesses.
Just defeating the Slytherin team is not enough. They must lead the Slytherin team by more than fifty points and capture the Golden Snitch in order to win the final Quidditch trophy. So Angelina, Aaliyah and Katie found three Golfers are the focus of this discussion.
Fred and George thought that Wood had overlooked one thing. They believed that the Slytherin team would definitely use all kinds of despicable means to prevent them from winning, so they should use Transylvania fake moves to fight back forcefully, not at all. Need to be polite to them.
When Albert took Tom downstairs for a walk, he could naturally feel everyone's anxiety, but some things were difficult to understand. In the end, he could only summarize it as the so-called atmosphere. Even Hermione was infected by this atmosphere and put down her hand. book.
"I can't concentrate on studying." Hermione closed the book and said to Albert, who was playing with the cat next to her.
"It's too noisy here. If you want to read, you should go back to the dormitory?" Albert said, gently stroking Tom's little head.
"No, that's not the reason." Hermione shook her head. "I feel very irritable and a little nervous."
“It’s not you playing the game, why are you nervous?”
"I hope Harry can defeat Malfoy and win the championship for Gryffindor." Hermione suddenly wished that Crookshanks was around. She reached out to Tom, scratched the base of Tom's ears, and said to Albert: "If I lose to the Slytherin team and lose to someone like Malfoy, I will definitely not be able to bear it."
"You should believe in Harry and everyone. They have been training hard and trying desperately to win the game." Albert comforted softly, "Besides, Potter has a Firebolt and can completely crush Mal on the broomstick. blessing."
"You're very calm." Hermione felt that Albert didn't really care about the outcome of tomorrow's Quidditch match.
"Because I believe Harry will bring victory to Gryffindor House." Albert said calmly.
"Oh, I almost forgot that you can predict the outcome of the game." Hermione muttered quietly, "It seems that Gryffindor should win in the end."
For some reason, Hermione's mood suddenly improved.
"By the way, your Crookshanks can catch mice, right?" Albert thought that Hermione seemed to be thinking about something, so he changed the subject and asked.
Hermione looked at Albert in confusion, wondering what he was doing by mentioning this, so she waited quietly for him to continue.
“Can’t your Tom catch mice?” Hermione found it hard to imagine that a cat couldn’t catch mice.
"Tom will just act coquettish and cute with me all day long." Albert stretched out his hand and tapped Tom's head gently, ignoring its protest, and then stretched out his hand to touch Tom's plump belly, "But, to me, this is just fine. That’s enough, I don’t need Tom to be able to catch mice, I will keep him anyway, the meaning of keeping a pet is more about companionship.”
Hermione felt that Albert's Tom was spoiled by him, but there was no denying that Tom was cuter than her Crookshanks, and he was better at being cute and coquettish, which was very attractive to girls. . Of course, Hermione actually agreed with what Albert said: the meaning of keeping a pet is more about companionship.
"When will Hagrid need a cat?" Hermione asked, "How about I send Crookshanks over sometime to help catch mice?"
“I’ll ask Hagrid about it next time I meet him. After all, the cat may make a mess in Hagrid’s hut when he catches the mouse.”
"Don't worry, Crookshanks is very smart." Hermione fished Crookshanks out of nowhere and smoothed his hair while saying, "I'll send you to Hagrid in a few days. , we must catch mice seriously then.”
“I think Hagrid will be very happy.”
A faint smile appeared on the corner of Albert's mouth, and he was ready to arrange for Mouse Peter.
After Albert dismantled the plot of Buckbeak, he had already begun to prepare the rest of the things clearly to prevent the plot of the dog from getting out of control. After all, it was related to Albert's mission reward, and also There's a lot of galleons, well, and by the way there's Black's innocence, and he won't allow the situation to get out of his hands.
"It's finally over. I really don't understand why Wood is talking about these things before the game." Fred took a sip of butterbeer and couldn't help complaining.
Wood is simply adding pressure to them.
“Where did you get the butterbeer?” Ron couldn’t help but ask.
“I bought it during the last Wizarding Card Competition. There is still one bucket left. I originally planned to keep it to celebrate after the exam.” George explained,
The method proposed by Albert is very effective. Drink some butterbeer, add some snacks, and talk about some light-hearted topics. The whole person relaxes a lot, and there is no such great psychological pressure. .
As for the game, they actually don’t agree with the tactics explained by Wood. Using Transylvania fake moves is undoubtedly the best way. Even Albert agrees with his tactics. From the twins' point of view, the Slytherin team will definitely do whatever it takes. They don't need Transylvania's fake move to cause them to be penalized, because the opponent may do more than they do.
"By the way, have you placed a bet?" Fred suddenly said, "We all beat Gryffindor to win."
"Aren't you afraid that you won't get the money back if you win?" Albert shrugged. "Slytherin's credit isn't very good anyway. God knows if they won't give you the money after they lose."
“That **** Kenneth said you bet ten galleons.” George narrowed his eyes slightly, seeming to realize that he had been tricked.
"That guy is bluffing people around with your name. Fortunately, we only have a few Sickles. Even if we don't come back, we will lose a lot." Fred and George realized that they had been deceived by that bastard, and their expressions were not very good. nice.
“Will you get the money back if you win?” Ron next to him looked paler than usual. He also placed a bet and put all the Sico in his pocket up.
(End of this chapter)