Allen's impromptu speech was effective. Ravenclaw, who was no longer impetuous, gave off an even more oppressive vibe. It was like the darkness before the storm.
The next day, when Allen and Ravenclaw's teammates walked into the auditorium, they received a warm welcome.
Seeing Gryffindor and Hufflepuff's classmates clapping for them, the team members could not help but smile happily.
The Slytherin students booed them when they walked past. Allen saw that Malfoy's face was paler than usual.
Ravenclaw's team members were treated very well. The young wizards had already emptied their seats and considerately did not disturb the team members too much when they were enjoying their breakfast.
The team members who were full of pressure did not panic because of the arrival of the game. When they were ready to go to the stadium to familiarize themselves with the situation, everyone applauded again.
When they left the auditorium, Allen bumped into Harry, Ron, and Hermione who were going to eat in the auditorium.
Harry and Ron had strange expressions on their faces. It was obvious that they were still brooding over the bet between Allen and Malfoy.
At that time, Harry and Ron thought that the bet was just a joke. However, ever since the bet's content was spread out, everyone smiled strangely when they saw Harry. This made Harry feel very uncomfortable.
If it was not for Hermione's urging, he did not want to appear in the auditorium at all. Thinking about it, as one of the bets, appearing in the auditorium on such a day would attract a lot of attention.
Harry did not want this kind of attention at all!
Seeing Allen, Hermione immediately blossomed into an extremely bright smile. "Good luck, Allen!" Hermione's gaze was sincere. Because she was in a hurry, her face was flushed.
"Thank you, Hermione." Allen smiled gently.
Harry seemed to understand something and laughed foolishly at the side. Ron's expression became ugly. He did not understand why he suddenly felt that Allen in front of him was especially annoying.
"Great … There's no wind … The sun is a bit bright and dazzles the eyes. Be careful … The ground is quite hard. Very good, this way we can fly faster …"
Roger walked around the field, looking at this and that. The team members followed behind him.
Finally, they saw the castle gate open and the whole school rush onto the field.
"Changing room." Roger ordered.
"Team members, in three minutes, the most important battle I've faced since I joined Hogwarts. What we need now is to unite and give it our all. In this team, we fight for ourselves, fight for every member around us, and fight for the honor of Ravenclaw. "
Roger's firm gaze swept across the team members one after another. Every one of them was full of trust and looked back at him with the same firm gaze.
"Please look at the people around you. Look into their eyes. I think you will see someone who is willing to fight for Ravenclaw with you. You will see someone who is willing to sacrifice himself for this team. Because he knows that when you are faced with the same situation, you will do the same for him. "
Roger paused for a moment before continuing, "This is what it means to be a team, gentlemen! We will now fight as a team, or die as individuals. This is Quidditch, this is all it is! Now, what should we do? "
Roger roared.
"Fight, fight, fight!" The team members were full of fighting spirit and their blood was boiling.
"Let's go!"
They walked out of the changing room with an indomitable spirit and walked towards the field. A wave of noise hit them in the face.
Three-quarters of the audience wore blue roses and waved bronze flags with Ravenclaw's raven painted on them. Some of them had banners with the words "Go, Ravenclaw!" and "Eagles win the cup!".
Behind Slytherin's goal post, there were two hundred people wearing green ornaments. The image of a silver snake shone brightly on their flags.
Professor Snape sat in the first row. He also wore green ornaments and had a gloomy smile on his face.
"Ravenclaw is on!" Lee Jordan, who was commentating as usual, said. Jordan shouted, "Looks like he's very confident! What's worth paying attention to is that in this match, Allen Harris? Harris will be riding on the world's most advanced broom — the Flaming Arrow! Wait a minute, am I seeing things? The one riding on the Flaming Arrow is Qiu? Zhang! "
There was a commotion on the platform. Everyone stuck their heads out to look.
"Alright, giving the Ball Seeker the best broom makes sense no matter where you look. Allen is really generous … "
"Jordan!" Professor Mag habitually poked Lee Jordan with his wand. Jordan's waist.
"Professor, can you go somewhere else?" Jordan rubbed his waist unhappily.
Professor Mag pretended to raise his wand. Jordan immediately turned back to continue commentating.
"Slytherin's team is also on the field. Captain Flint is leading the team. He has made some adjustments to the lineup. It seems that he is more focused on size than skill — "
The Slytherin's stands booed.
However, Allen felt that Lee had a point. Malfoy was obviously the smallest in their team. The other players were all tall and strong.
"Shake hands, captains!" Madam Huo Qi said.
Flint and Roger stepped forward and shook hands tightly as if they wanted to break each other's fingers.
"Ride the flying brooms!" Madam Huo Qi said. "Three … two … one …"
Her whistle was drowned out by the cheers of the audience. Fourteen brooms rose into the sky.
Malfoy gave Allen a provocative smile. He looked very annoying.
"The game has begun. The most exciting part of this game is the Flaming Arrow. Zhang is riding it to represent Ravenclaw in the game. 'The Flying Broom Encyclopedia' says that the Flaming Arrow is the national team's first choice broom in this year's World Cup — "
"Jordan, can you tell us about the competition?" Professor McGonagall's voice cut in.
"No problem, Professor — just a little background information. By the way, the Flaming Arrow has a built-in automatic braking device that can — "
"Jordan!"
"Okay, okay. Ravenclaw is in possession of the ball now. Ravenclaw's Roger Davis? Davis is about to shoot … "
"The ball — is in! Roger is an excellent batter. It seems that he is perfectly qualified to be the ball seeker. I have to say, Ravenclaw's sudden change of tactics caught Slytherin off guard. "
When Roger hit the first ball of the game and Ravenclaw's side was in an uproar, Malfoy saw — the Flying Thief was close to the ground, flying around a fence.
He swooped down quickly with a triumphant smile on his face.
Ravenclaw's stands were silent. Everyone's hearts were in their throats. Penello bit his lips tightly. His heart was in so much pain that it felt like it was going to explode.
Many of the young wizards' smiles froze on their faces.
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