Hogwarts and the Atypical Wizard

Ben was chattering away with great excitement, while Adam was cheering on.

It took quite a while, but the commentary of today's Quidditch match is still not over...

"Ben, Adam, thank you for your eloquent and enthusiastic explanations. I wonder if anyone would like some strawberry pudding as a midnight snack..."

The two immediately gave up the idea of ​​continuing to relay the story, "Please give me some..." x2

Sure enough, the most reliable way to divert a Hufflepuff's attention is to give him a piece of food that looks delicious, no matter what it is!

Time flies, and in the blink of an eye, another two weeks have passed.

"Saince, today is our Quidditch match against Ravenclaw, you should definitely go." Adam was a little uncertain.

"Of course I will!

Although it took a long time for you, especially Ben, to accept that I wasn't crazy about Quidditch.

But today's game is not just Quidditch, it is a collective activity for our entire college, and we should participate in such collective activities.

Besides, cheering for one's own academy is also a basic sense of honor for wizards."

Adam didn't seem to understand the conversation, but he noticed that Sainz was going to do it and seemed to relax all of a sudden.

"Where's Ben?" Saiens looked around, but couldn't find the one who was most enthusiastic about Quidditch in the dormitory.

"Ben left a long time ago to occupy a favorable position. He asked me to stay and wait for you." Adam's expression was a little subtle.

Sainz understood after a little thought that Adam was left behind to block him, and he might even have a mission, for example, if he didn't go, he would be forced to go.

Sainz smiled in his heart and said nothing, "In that case, let's set off quickly." He took out a rolled-up honey-yellow scroll from the cupboard.

"Let's go. By the way, what are you holding?"

"You'll know in a moment. Well, it doesn't matter if I tell you in advance. It's just a banner to cheer you on."

"Right!" Adam suddenly realized, "Why didn't we think of that? You also said you don't like Quidditch..."

When we arrived at the stadium, it was full of people and it looked like almost all the players were there.

There was nothing to be done. There were less than a thousand people in the whole school, so there was no such thing as "huge crowds and loud drums and gongs".

Generally speaking, students from the four colleges are clearly divided into four groups.

Hufflepuff is yellow, Ravenclaw is blue, Gryffindor is red, and Slytherin is green.

Very easy to distinguish.

"Sainz, you're here!" It seemed that every time Ben got excited, the freckles on his face would jump up.

Today is a rare sunny day.

Sunny day, beautiful scenery, red flowers, green grass...

Got involved.

Ben had a good seat, in the top row of the audience, all wearing black winter wizard cloaks and yellow and black scarves around their necks.

The game hasn't started yet, but the wizards are already too excited to control themselves and are cheering one after another.

Sainz searched the crowd and saw the person he was looking for.

In the front row diagonally on the left, there are four or five people between them.

He shouted to the front row over the noisy voices, "Kenneth, Kenneth!"

Kenneth is a boy who is slightly taller than Bience, with gray eyes and short brown-gray hair. He is a fifth-grade student and was promoted to prefect this year.

"Sainse." Kenneth heard someone calling him and turned around to see the only Asian face in the school. "What's going on?"

"Yes, I would like to ask you for help." Sainz raised the scroll in his hand.

"My pleasure." Kenneth did not refuse and squeezed from his seat to the back row, causing some dissatisfaction among the students who were squeezed.

"Sorry, sorry, it's my fault." Sainz quickly apologized to everyone.

"What's wrong, Sainz, how can I help you?"

"I want to ask, can you cast a magnifying spell?"

"Of course, that was fourth grade stuff, and I used it well."

"That's good. I have a scroll banner here to cheer for the team. I'll need your magnifying spell to unfold it so that everyone can see it clearly."

"Yes, your idea is really great. We have never thought of it before."

Sainz didn't say much. He waved his wand and the scroll in his hand floated above everyone's head and automatically opened to both sides.

Kenneth didn't waste any words. He pulled out his wand and pointed at the banner, "Lead it to Ment (grow it quickly)."

The yellow cloth scroll, which was originally the size of a standard parchment scroll, quickly grew larger.

A more chivalrous way of saying it is that it grows against the wind.

It grew larger and larger, rising upwards until it expanded to cover all the Hufflepuff spectators.

The calligraphy became one-quarter the size of the Quidditch pitch.

Wow——wow——wow——

There was silence in the Hufflepuff stands at first, and then thunderous applause broke out!

Such a big commotion attracted everyone's attention.

The commentator on the podium obviously also saw it. A boy's voice came from the radio. The power of magic made his voice audible to everyone.

“Wow, did you see that?

A huge scroll that covered the sky and the sun rose up in the Hufflepuff stand, and we all saw it. There was the Hufflepuff house emblem on it.

There was also a line of golden cursive words on it.

What does it say?

Ah, I am so touched, this is really...

It says: Come on, we are on your team!

I have to say, even though I'm a Ravenclaw, I have to say, this is an idea that deserves a thumbs up.

This really touched me! Ah...I am about to cry!

The Hufflepuffs have the blessing of them all, what do we Ravenclaws have?

Obviously, nothing!

Ah, the golden light on the big words opposite me caught my eye."

A few minutes later, large blue letters appeared on the Ravenclaw stands: The glory of Ravenclaw is in your hands.

The same large characters floating in the air, without the support of a carrier, always seem to lack some momentum.

Maybe I have a Hufflepuff filter, Sainz thought to himself.

"Okay, Madam Hooch has blown the whistle, and the game officially begins." The commentator's slightly funny voice sounded again.

As Madam Hooch, who was standing in the center of the field, threw the Quaffle high in the air, the players of the yellow and blue teams immediately entered a state of fighting.

The commentator was trying hard to drink, "Ah! Ravenclaw has the ball first... Now the one rushing forward with the ball is Chaser Edita, Edita Dance!

She's such a fascinating girl... Sorry, Professor... Edita has entered the scoring area and is about to throw the ball.

Oops... I mean beautiful! What a great save, B. Dunstan got the ball out of the goal!

I have to say, his save was pretty thrilling.

Well, the Quaffle has come into the hands of Tamsin, the new member of the Hufflepuff team this year, and look... how agile she is.

Oh... I don't know if you noticed, but there are four girls among the seven members of the Hufflepuff team. I have to say, B. Dunstan is really enviable...

Ah...I'm sorry, Professor!"