People in Hogwarts, holding scripts and systems

"Besides that..." Dumbledore paused for a moment, then continued, "I also received a piece of news that may be related to this."

Afro couldn't wait to speak, "What is it?"

She was worried that Dumbledore would go to get the resurrection stone ring alone. She was afraid that she would not be able to save him in time.

In the plot, if Dumbledore didn't have powerful magic and Snape treated him, Dumbledore would not have lasted for less than a year.

"Don't worry, child." Dumbledore smiled kindly, "I'm still investigating. If..."

"If you have any news, can I go with you?"

Dumbledore was stunned for a moment, then smiled, "Of course, I think you know how to destroy them."

The lattice windows rustled in the wind, and Dumbledore looked up at the cloudless sky.

"The guys on the court are still waiting for you."

The implication is that he has finished speaking.

Afro was still staring at him.

Helplessly, Dumbledore had to promise her that he would not go alone and would inform Aphrodite in time if there was any news.

When Afro arrived at the court, all his teammates were already there except Angelina.

"How's it going, Ron?" Afro winked at him.

Ron spoke less and less as he walked towards the goal. "It's okay."

"Are you ready to show off your skills in front of us, prefect?" Fred's fluffy hair poked out from Afro's shoulders with a smirk on his face.

When Ron put on his team uniform for the first time, he said with a straight face, "Shut up!"

Angelina came out of the captain's room, already dressed, "Let's get started. There are a few people watching outside, I hope you guys just pretend you didn't see anything."

Although her tone was casual, Afro had already guessed who those uninvited spectators were.

In the sunny stadium, a burst of laughter broke out from the sparsely packed audience seats.

The Slytherin Quidditch team, led by Flint, gathered in the center of the stands, and their voices echoed in the empty stadium.

"Look what that red-head's riding on," said Flint in his cadenced voice.

Crabbe, Goyle, and Pansy squatted on the ground, laughing wildly and shrilly.

Ron got on his broom and kicked off the ground. Afro followed him and saw his red ears from behind.

"Ignore them! After the game, we'll know who's laughing at the joke." Afro speeded up and comforted Ron.

Angelina glanced at Afro approvingly and said, "This is the attitude I want."

In the first few games, Ron was nervous and flustered, performed poorly, and made many mistakes.

The laughter from the stands grew louder and louder. Afro took a deep breath and glanced across the stands with a chilling look.

Ron finally caught the Quaffle, but in his excitement when he passed it, he accidentally hit Katie in the face.

"Sorry!" Ron yelled and flew over to see if Katie was seriously injured.

"Get back to your place, Ron." Afro shouted at him.

She and Fred flew over to Katie to check on her with Angelina.

Katie's nose started bleeding, and the Slytherins below laughed again. Fred took out a small purple thing and tried to feed it to Katie.

Afro immediately recognized that it was the new product developed by Fred and George - the hemorrhage beans!

"Wait, Fred!"

Fred stopped and turned to look at her in confusion.

"Katie will keep bleeding if she eats it!"

After George came over to see what Fred was holding, he pointed at Fred with a smile, "You got the wrong thing! This is the blood-breaking bean!"

Katie looked away from Fred with a look of shock on her face.

Afro had no choice but to draw out her wand and recite a spell to help her stop the nosebleed.

After the interlude, they returned to their respective positions.

George opened the box of balls while speaking to Afro in a low voice.

"Ron made a mess of it, didn't he?"

"He's just too nervous. I saw his training and he was doing well." Afro said calmly.

Fred, however, expressed some concerns, “I hope his peak period won’t pass so early.”