Just like Elwyn, Harry did not sleep well that night.
The Quidditch final the next day put too much pressure on him, especially since he was the key to Gryffindor's team's victory. Harry tossed and turned and had many dreams.
At first, he dreamed that he had overslept, and Wood was shouting, "Where were you just now? You didn't come when the match started, so we had to use Neville as a substitute."
Then, he dreamed that Malfoy and the rest of Slytherin's team were riding dragons to participate in the match.
He ran for his life, trying to avoid the flames that Malfoy's mount spewed out from its mouth. At that moment, he realized that he had forgotten about his crossbow bolt.
He found that his crossbow bolt was in Malfoy's hand, who was laughing heartily. Harry was so shocked that he fell from the sky and woke up with a start.
After a few seconds, Harry remembered that the match had not started yet, and he was lying peacefully on his bed.
Moreover, the people would definitely not let Slytherin's team ride dragons to participate in the match.
He turned over and continued to sleep. From time to time, he could hear Ron's loud snoring. Harry curled up in bed, his thoughts gradually blurred.
The next day, Elwyn slept in, which was rare for him. He was finally woken up by Corin.
"We have to hurry. Harry and the other team members have already left for the hall for breakfast." Corin handed Elwyn's wizard robe to him. "I asked Wicky to help us get two seats next to Harry. I want to say good luck to Harry before the match starts."
It took Elwyn a while to realize what Corin was talking about.
He hastily put on his clothes and hurriedly followed Corin to the auditorium. It was very lively inside, full of noise and applause.
People gathered around Harry and the rest of the Gryffindor team. Professor Meg and Sirius were there too. There were even quite a few people from Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff College. They were all giving their blessings to the team.
Corin quickly pulled Elwyn in. Elwyn saw Qiu Zhang whispering something to Harry. Harry blushed, but he just nodded.
"Good morning, Elwyn." Autumn quickly noticed Elwyn approaching her. She smiled gently and looked very comfortable.
But before she could talk to Elwyn, Luna, who was humming a strange and lively tune, came over.
When they saw Luna, everyone subconsciously took half a step back.
As usual, no one was willing to get close to her. But Luna didn't seem to notice the abnormality. She gave her blessings to Harry, and then turned to Elwyn to discuss the harassment she encountered this morning.
"This creature likes to hide, but if you are willing to help, I think we can catch them. My father has a very useful little spell," Luna said in a trance. Luna said in a trance. Her hazy eyes were full of expectation. "We can write an article about the process of finding and arresting the troublemakers. We can publish it in the latest issue of the newspaper."
"That's a good idea, Luna," Elwyn said apologetically. "But I have other plans today, so I can't accompany you to catch the harassment."
According to last night's plan, after the Quidditch final, Elwyn was going to try to use the hippogriff winged beast, Buckbeak, to fly to the Aragok's lair.
He hoped that Harry could win the game, so no one would notice what he was doing.
Elwyn stepped forward and gently patted Harry's shoulder. Harry reluctantly smiled.
Elwyn turned around and saw Hermione waving at him from the corner. He hurriedly walked over.
"Except for Snape and Slytherin, almost everyone is supporting Gryffindor." "I can understand how they feel, but they're putting pressure on Harry by doing this," Hermione said discontentedly, staring at Harry and the stream of people coming up to greet him. You know, in today's game, he must always keep track of the Golden Snitch's movements. When Gryffindor is ahead by more than fifty points, he can catch him … "
"Calm down, Hermione. You look like Wood now." Elwyn quickly filled his plate with food.
"Is that so?" Hermione said in surprise. Just as Elwyn was about to say something, her attention quickly shifted to Harry.
The welcoming ceremony did not last long. Wood quickly chased everyone to the side to give his team members time for breakfast.
At the long table, he kept urging his team members to eat more, but he did not eat a single bite.
Then, before anyone else had finished eating, he sent his team members to the field so that they could familiarize themselves with the field.
When Harry and the others left the hall, the hall was once again filled with applause.
Except for the Slytherin Academy's long table, the people sitting at the table booed Harry and the others when they passed by. However, Malfoy did not join in. He was sitting nervously in his seat, his face paler than usual.
The upcoming Quidditch final was a test for all the participants.
Just like a month ago, when Gryffindor and Ravenclaw played against each other, when the players went to the changing room to change their clothes, the other wizards rushed to the spectator seats, hoping to get a good seat.
This final was destined to be different from all the previous Quidditch matches. Except for Slytherin's students, the rest of the people clearly supported Gryffindor.
Under Elwyn's suggestion, Sirius prepared many scarlet roses and scarlet flags with Gryffindor's lion printed on them. The other wizards also prepared many small flags or large pieces of wood and cloth, with slogans such as "Gryffindor Succeeds" and "Lion Gets Trophy" written on them.
Now, as long as one looked down from the sky, one could see a sea of scarlet red.
Three-quarters of the crowd wore scarlet roses, cheering loudly for Gryffindor.
The most eye-catching thing was a huge bulletin board behind Gryffindor's spectator seats. On it was a lifelike, ever-changing colorful animation: A Gryffindor lion was running on the green grass, and the players, Ghost Flyballs, and Wandering Balls were spinning around its body. A small silver snake suddenly appeared, trying to stop it, but the lion jumped up with an unstoppable momentum, bit the golden snitch in mid-air, and stomped the silver snake under its feet.
The silver snake twisted unwillingly, and in the next second, the whole animation turned into a gorgeous firework.
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