Chapter 223: First Match

Early the next morning, the weather was clear and cold. The restaurant was filled with the tempting smell of roasted sausages, and everyone was looking forward to a wonderful Quidditch match, chatting happily.

"Just like we said, Harry, you will succeed!"

Luo En was cheering Harry on early in the morning.

The two of them sat at the Gryffindor table behind Sean.

Harry nodded.

Wizards were almost all keen on the sport of Quidditch. Luo En and Harry thought, if Harry could show a certain Quidditch talent, would he possess a certain value?

—Just like Jia Siting who knew many gourmet spells, and also organized all of Sean's notes, classifying and integrating them in a scientific way.

Or Neville, who helped Sean perfect his Herbology notes, and the magical plants he raised also allowed Sean and others to observe and learn up close.

Or Hermione, who always taught everyone spells, and they would only ask Sean for advice on very difficult parts.

According to Jia Siting, Sean knew everything and used a special way to record everyone's spell level.

Speaking of this, his eyes shone.

Harry and Luo En were the same; they didn't expect that spells even had levels?!

Wasn't it just passing the final test?

The two, who only had "passing is long live" in their brains, had no idea what kind of enthusiasm they would burst out in the time after this.

"You will definitely make it."

In the Great Hall, Luo En was more nervous than Harry; rather than the first match, it was more like their ticket to the secret organization.

Looking at their nervous expressions, beside the Ravenclaw table, Jia Siting laughed uncontrollably.

Sean looked at Jia Siting more, and Jia Siting held back his laughter.

Was he... a bit strange recently...

Sean thought.

By eleven o'clock, it seemed that all the teachers and students in the school had come to the stands around the Quidditch pitch.

Many students also brought binoculars. The seats were almost raised into mid-air, but it was still difficult to see the match situation sometimes.

The match started soon, and Sean and others sat in a position further back.

Compared to the Quidditch match that looked thrilling but was like children playing house in Sean's eyes (after all, they were all too slow), the commentary was even more interesting—

Even though Professor Maige sat next to the commentator Jordan, she couldn't stop him from making commentary that sounded like dream talk—

"The Quaffle was immediately grabbed by Gryffindor's Angelina Johnson—what an excellent Chaser that girl is, and she looks so charming—if I could date her—"

"Jordan!"

"Sorry, Professor."

The commentary style could be said to be very free.

The cheers of Gryffindors echoed in the cold air, mixed with the roars and groans of Slytherins.

Suddenly, Gryffindors also burst into roars.

It turned out that Marcus Flint deliberately collided with Harry, and Harry's broomstick deviated from its direction, but Harry grabbed it tightly.

Lee Jordan roared even more, completely forgetting he was a commentator:

"Slytherin gained a certain advantage—completely through that obvious and despicable cheating behavior just now—"

"Jordan!"

Professor Maige roared in a low voice.

"I mean, through that open and disgusting foul behavior just now—" ===== CHAPTER 224 =====