Unsurprisingly, Tiera was called to the principal's office again to talk.

It's just that this time Dumbledore didn't persuade Tiera to embrace his talent, but instead cared about Tiera's study, life and emotions like an ordinary melon old man—

It wasn't until Tiera had eaten two cakes, three egg tarts, and a cup of milk tea that she couldn't eat any more and couldn't talk anymore. Tiera left the principal's office under Dumbledore's more loving gaze.

The days after that were uneventful, and soon came the Easter holiday.

But this year's Easter break wasn't a relief, as there had never been so much homework for third graders,

Neville Longbottom seemed to have a nervous breakdown, and he wasn't the only one—

"It's called a vacation?" Seamus Finnigan growled in the common room one afternoon.

But the others, no matter how busy they were, couldn't compare to Hermione—

Even if she stopped taking divination classes, she took more classes than anyone else. She was often the last to leave the common room at night, and she was the first to the library the next morning. After that divination class was over She already had shadows under her eyes like Lupin, but instead of crying like in the original book, she insisted on gnashing her teeth.

And no matter how busy Hermione was, she always set aside a little free time to read Tierra's gifts.

Ron had already taken over the matter about the Buckbeak case. In addition to the complicated homework, Ron was engrossed in reading the large and thick files. The titles of these files were: "Hippie Psychology Manual", " Poultry or Monster", "Study on the Barbarism of Hippogriffs", etc., further squeezed Ron's spare time.

At the same time, Harry had to squeeze in time between daily Quidditch training to do his homework, not to mention endless tactical discussions with Wood.

Gryffindor v Slytherin will be played on the first Saturday after Easter.

The Slytherins are no more than two hundred points ahead on the tour, and they have to score more than that to win a trophy, which means—

The burden of scoring mainly fell on Harry, as catching the Snitch was rewarded with a hundred and fifty points.

Compared with the original trio of deductions, Tiera is much more free. Although she has the same amount of homework, she has to help Harry start every paper With the little wizard's understanding and automatic stylus, Tiera can face these so-called "heavy" tasks like a duck in water.

But Tiera still pretended to be quite busy to prevent Ron from taking the Buckbeak case to himself.

After the Easter break, the whole academy was looking forward to the Gryffindor-Slytherin duel, and even Hermione, who didn't pay much attention to Quidditch matches, began to viciously say to Harry—

"I won't forgive you if you can't beat Slytherin!"

In all memory, no match has come close to being so full of gunpowder as this one. The tension between the two academies has reached the point where it is about to explode.

There were several small fights in the corridor, which eventually developed into vicious mutual fights——

To be precise, it was a fourth-year Gryffindor student who had an argument with other Slytherin students in the hallway and was beaten up by the Slytherin students, only to catch up with Tiera, who was leaving class——

At that time, Tiera was so excited that she grabbed the Defence Against the Dark Arts textbook in her hand and rushed up, her aura was full of enthusiasm, her movements were smooth and smooth, and soon——

The Slytherin students who were involved in the fight went into the school hospital lying down, and didn't come out standing until three days later.

On the eve of the game, all daily activities in the Gryffindor House common room ceased, and even Hermione put down her books—

"Come on, Harry!"

said Hermione.

"Don't be afraid, Harry, you have Firebolts!" Tiera also cheered him.

"Thanks...thanks..." Harry said, but his tone was still a little lethargic, and his stomach was cramping.

When it was time to turn off the lights, Harry took the soothing potion that Tiera specially prepared for him——

After drinking the soothing potion, Harry really felt a lot more comfortable. It seemed that his mind was a lot cleaner, and he fell asleep almost as soon as his head touched the pillow.

Harry slept through the next morning.

At breakfast that day, the auditorium burst into applause as Harry and the rest of the Gryffindor team entered the auditorium.

People at the Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff tables also applaud them.

And the long table in Slytherin was booed.

"Heh, kid's trick." Hermione laughed contemptuously as she passed the long Slytherin table, but her hand clenching the book betrayed her heart—

Hermione was as nervous as the rest of the Gryffindor Quidditch team.

Hermione's heart had never had such a strong desire for the Gryffindor team to win.

Oliver Wood, the captain of the Gryffindor Quidditch team, has been urging his players to eat more at breakfast, but he has not moved.

Then the players are blasted onto the court before anyone else has finished eating, so that the players can familiarize themselves with the situation on the field.

When the players left the auditorium, everyone applauded for them again.

However, obviously, the extremely obvious hedging trend of the two sides made the game full of gunpowder from the beginning, and even when the game was in the middle, it had already begun to develop into a Quidditch brawl——

It's basically unreliable who did it first, but when the Quaffle flew to Gryffindor, Slytherin Chaser Montagu didn't go to catch the Quaffle, but reached for it. Katie's head.

Katie flipped somersaults in the air, still firmly on the broom, but the ball fell.

Mrs. Hooch's whistle went off again, and she rose to Montague and began to yell at him. A minute later, Katie passed the Slytherin keeper and gave them another penalty.

This penalty cost Slytherin a big loss, and was overtaken by Gryffindor 30-0 by three goals.

But soon, during a heated fight between the Gryffindor team and the Slytherin team, Harry saw the Snitch!

It was flickering near one of the goalposts in Gryffindor, but Harry decided not to get it now, because if Malfoy saw it, it would surely be there before Harry.

So Harry pretended to be suddenly focused, turned the Firebolt's head and flew quickly towards Slytherin—

This strategy really worked.

Malfoy ran after him, apparently thinking Harry had seen the Snitch there, and charged forward.

And Harry looked back with a look of panic -

Harry showed Malfoy his panicked face while confirming the Snitch's location.

Obviously, Malfoy bought it, and rushed forward with all his strength. When Harry felt that Malfoy was about to charge, he quickly used the superb performance of his Firebolt to kill a carbine, and from Draco Malfoy Slip lightly by the side, and then went straight to the Golden Snitch——

Malfoy was stunned in the air for a few seconds, and then became furious. He realized that he was being played by Harry, and angrily followed behind Harry's **** and killed him.

But because the performance of Nimbus 2000 and Firebolt was too different, Malfoy could only be far behind Harry, and the distance was still increasing little by little.

"Tsk tsk tsk..." Tiera, who was sitting in the stands, saw the whole process of Harry playing Malfoy in his eyes.

"Hehe, as expected, those who are close to the vermillion are red and those who are close to the ink are black." Tiera said with a smile, "Harry's acting skills are so good now?"

The game quickly turned into the dirtiest game in Hogwarts' history.

The Slater Sox was outraged by giving Gryffindor an early lead.

Hurry up and grab the ball by all means. Bol hits Arya with the stick, and wants to say he thought she was a Bludger.

George retaliated by elbowing Bol in the face. Madam Hooch gave both teams a penalty. Wood made another save and the score was 40-10 with Gryffindor ahead.

And Malfoy knew he couldn't catch up with the Snitch before Harry, so he started playing Harry's idea--

Malfoy reached out, ready to tug at the tail of Harry's Firebolt to stop Harry from catching the Snitch, but—

"Confusion."

Tiera stared at Malfoy's big golden head and read--

For a split second, Draco Malfoy was in a trance, taking Harry and his Firebolt out of his grasp.

When Draco Malfoy came to his senses ~lightnovelpub.net~ it was too late because—

Harry had stopped his downward thrust and held his hands high.

The stand exploded directly.

Harry flew over the crowd, with a peculiar noise in his ears, as he gripped the little golden ball, which flapped its wings hopelessly between his fingers.

Harry catches the Snitch, Gryffindor wins—

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh screamin

She was so excited, she shouted wildly, and jumped up and down while holding Tiera's arm—

Hermione seemed to want to vent all the grievances and fatigue she had suffered this semester in this way.

Ron was also very happy, pulling Tiera's other arm and jumping up and down in the same way—

Oh yes, and his pet dog, so excited that he was chasing his tail in circles in place.