Chapter 348: Mediocrity

The distant sky was gray. The black cat stepped in the snow, forming a mass of agile ink.

Physical strength was slowly recovering, and the shouting on the Quidditch pitch on the other side was also gradually increasing.

"Might as well tell you, we will definitely win the Quidditch Cup this year!"

This was Wood shouting,

"This year, our team will definitely be brilliant! We will sweep away all obstacles!"

His words made the entire Gryffindor Quidditch team high in morale.

The Ravenclaw Quidditch team members didn't say a word, just looked at them coldly, and then Luo Jie said:

"Then let us wait and see."

But out of the pitch, Luo Jie couldn't help it:

"They have been provoking us, and the only thing we have to do is to finish off this group of arrogant bastards! Let the Beaters change to the hardest bats!

We will win the match and smash a few heads!"

It looked like he was a loyal fan of the Falmouth Falcons, because this was the slogan of the Falmouth Falcons.

Inside the Quidditch pitch, Wood seemed to be issuing a challenge, but in fact, he was staring intently at the Ravenclaw changing room.

"No back door—"

Fred jumped out of the changing room.

"The final training didn't have an extra person either; it looks like there won't be more during the match—"

George took over the conversation.

"We crushed Slytherin, and defeated Hufflepuff under Sineipu's partiality; nothing can stop us!

Ravenclaw lost their powerful foreign aid, and we are the best—the best—team in the school."

Saying that, he smashed a fist into the other palm, a wild light from the past flashing in his eyes.

"We have three best Chasers."

Wood pointed to Alicia Spinnet, Angelina Johnson, and Katie Bell.

"We have two invincible Beaters."

"Stop, Oliver, you're making us feel embarrassed."

Fred and George Wei Silai said in unison, pretending to blush.

"We also have a Seeker who has never lost a match!"

Wood continued, staring at Harry with an intense and proud gaze.

"And me."

He seemed to have added it as if he had just remembered.

"We think you're great too, Oliver."

George said.

"Quacking Keeper."

Fred said.

"Crush them!"

Wood concluded finally.

Professor Ma Kusi Maige was listening to this exciting declaration not far from the Quidditch pitch, the enthusiasm in her eyes almost overflowing.

But she didn't walk into the pitch like before, but took advantage of Sean having just learned the Little Stone Statue Locomotor, correcting some subtle mistakes for him and explaining some more efficient techniques.

Sean had drilled into the Transfiguration office in black cat form, and also drilled out in the same way.

Just like he didn't understand why a cat's body could be so soft, he also didn't understand why Professor Ma Kusi Maige was so passionate about Quidditch.

Very strange, isn't it?

At this time, a barn owl flew in from the stained glass window, landed on Sean's shoulder, and then threw down many letters.

Sean knew whose letters they were when he saw this large owl.

【Dear Green:

If you have time to see this letter, please be sure to tell me if you have put away your Portkey?

Ho, I see it's Quidditch season at Hogwarts again; is Minerva still sitting in the northern stands?

Consider it a request; you have to tell me some things, otherwise how can old Ma Er contact your life?

Love you: Ma Er】

Sean gently unfolded the letter, and then the feather quill began to sway above the letter.

In the Great Hall, owls were flapping their wings, very noisy. Among that noise, one part also belonged to Sean.

By the time he finished writing this letter, the remaining letters surged up all at once; the letters from the three little Ma Kusi Maiges were piled with words.

The letters contained several crystal-clear glass balls, several dazzling candy wrappers, and a commission list: ===== CHAPTER 349 =====