It was fortunate that Allen and Anna's relationship had improved by leaps and bounds after Halloween. Without Anna, he really didn't know how to complete the mission given by the System, because Roger forced them to use every minute to train Quidditch.
Anna knew that Allen was studying Potionology, and not only did she find the books Allen needed to read before Allen came to the library (Allen read according to the order of the bookshelves, row by row, so he didn't miss a book.) She also avoided the watchful eyes of Mrs. Pins and took the risk of being chased out of the library in embarrassment, so that Allen could read at any time.
Not only that, she could also prepare rich and nutritious food in time when Allen missed lunch and dinner. In the face of Allen's gratitude, Anna only smiled gently and said that she only got the way in and out of the kitchen from a senior, and it was very easy to get a large amount of food.
That's right, the house elves of Hogwarts were very enthusiastic and would generously give Anna a lot of delicious food. But Allen was still very touched, after all, it was not easy to avoid Filch's patrol. What's more, Anna always paid attention to whether Allen was eating or not, and this kind of intention and persistence made Allen very moved.
"Big news, big news! Harry Potter has become Gryffindor Quidditch's ball seeker. " Roger ran to Ravenclaw Quidditch's locker room and announced the news to everyone.
"Wow, then he's the youngest ball seeker in history!"
"I wonder how good he is?"
"If he's not good, he wouldn't have been specially recruited."
"Could it be because he's famous?"
"If that's the case, then the Gryffindor will have to lift the mattress. They'll run behind him to prevent him from falling! "
Everyone discussed at once, bursting into laughter from time to time.
Allen's expression didn't change at all, he naturally knew that Potter would be a strong opponent. Although he didn't know how strong he was, Allen would do his best to help Ravenclaw win.
The quiet Allen seemed out of place in the locker room, but he looked especially calm and reliable. Roger couldn't help but ask Allen for his opinion. "Allen, what do you think about Potter being the ball seeker?"
"No matter how strong the opponent is, victory can only belong to Ravenclaw!" Allen's eyes were firm, showing his desire for victory.
"That's right, victory can only belong to us." Infected by Allen's spirit, the players picked up their morale, picked up their brooms, and walked to the field.
The next morning, the weather was clear and cold. The restaurant was filled with the tantalizing aroma of grilled sausages. Everyone was looking forward to an exciting Quidditch match and chatting away happily.
When the owls swarmed into the Gryffindor Potter's dining room as usual, everyone's attention was attracted by a slender package carried by six long-eared owls. Learning from Harry's mistake, almost everyone guessed that it was a flying broom, but who was the owner of the broom?
Allen hurriedly took the food on his table away. Fortunately, a few owls circled down and landed right in front of Allen. The tail of the package spilled Edward's milk. Anna quickly handed him a napkin, and Edward tried to wipe it in a hurry.
"Oh, oh, oh … This must be yours …" Although there were still milk stains on his body, Edward was extremely excited. He guessed what was inside, but before he could finish his sentence, he covered his mouth with his hand and reminded Allen, "Allen, don't open it here. Let's go back to the dormitory."
Allen readily agreed. It was not a good thing to overeat before a workout. He gestured to Anna, indicating that they should leave first. Anna nodded knowingly.
Roger, who was not far away, saw it and jumped up. He lost all his maturity and composure as a senior and quickly followed Allen and Edward.
Back in the dormitory, they opened the package. The smooth lines, the well-defined tail, and the well-maintained, soft and comfortable armrest — it was Allen's "Neptune"! In order to legally bring the broom into the Hogwarts, Allen had to sneak into Hogsmeade through the secret passage and use the public owl messenger to mail the broom back.
"Oh my god, Allen, you have a Neptune. This is a limited edition Neptune!" Roger looked at the broom eagerly.
"I've never been so sure that the victory belongs to Ravenclaw." Roger's tone was unprecedentedly confident.
"Allen, can I ride it for a while after the match?" Edward asked Allen carefully.
"Of course, after the match, you can ride it for as long as you want," Allen agreed.
At eleven o 'clock, it seemed that all the teachers and students of the school had gathered at the stands around Quidditch Stadium. Many students even brought binoculars. The seats were raised into the air, but sometimes it was still difficult to see the match clearly.
Allen brought the Neptune to the locker room, surrounded by Roger and the other team members. Everyone felt that it was necessary to protect the Neptune before the match. It was a trump card!
"Hey, guys, the glory of Ravenclaw is coming. We are the best team in the history of Ravenclaw, and the Neptune!" Roger looked at Allen's broom eagerly and continued, "Victory will belong to us. Time is almost up, let's embrace victory together. Good luck!"
Allen followed Roger out of the locker room and walked towards the stadium that was filled with cheers. He was not afraid at all. Instead, he felt his blood boiling. He saw Anna and Edward in the stands at a glance. They had obtained a huge banner from somewhere, which read "Ravenclaw Will Win". The names of the seven team members were painted in colorful paint around the symbol of Ravenclaw — the eagle.
The smart Ravenclaw did not pull the banner foolishly. Instead, it used a levitation spell to make it float high above the stands of Ravenclaw. The fully extended banner fluttered gently with the cool breeze. Coupled with the light blue background, it seemed to blend into the blue sky. The eagle and the names of the seven team members on the banner had a 3D effect. Especially the eagle, it seemed to break through the sky and spread its wings to fly high.
"Listen, I hope everyone will participate in the match fairly and honestly." Madam Huo Qi will be the referee. She stood in the middle of the field with her flying broom in her hand. She spoke as soon as the team members from both sides gathered around her.
"Please ride the flying broom." “
Allen stepped onto his Neptune.
Madam Huo Qi blew her silver whistle.
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