[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-wizard-war-at-hogwarts":3,"chapter-wizard-war-at-hogwarts-wizard-war-at-hogwarts-chapter-110":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"chinese","Wizard War at Hogwarts",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},2358083,4612,"Chapter 110: The Ultimate Quidditch Lineup","wizard-war-at-hogwarts-chapter-110",110,"\u003Cp>Its fluffy body was round like a ball, covered in soft, creamy-yellow fur.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Puffskeins are extremely gentle,” Hagrid explained, “you can hug them or toss them around—they don’t care at all.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In fact, Puffskeins have always been one of the wizarding world’s favorite pets, and some children from wizarding families aren’t unfamiliar with them. But Harry had never seen one before; he found it fascinating, while Hermione seemed already lost in its soft fur.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Puffskeins are easy to care for, and when they’re content, they hum softly,” Hagrid said loudly. “So if anyone can make a Puffskein hum, I’ll give them a point.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Harry stroked the furball in his hands, wondering how to care for the little creature. Suddenly, a long, thin pink tongue shot out from its middle, wriggling like a snake, as if searching for food.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hagrid, what do Puffskeins eat?” he asked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Anything—leftovers, or insects,” Hagrid said. “But they love wizard’s dried boogers best.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Harry gently pressed his nose toward the tongue. He felt a tickle in his nostrils, almost like he was about to sneeze—then the tongue snapped back instantly, and Harry heard the Puffskein in his hands begin to emit a rhythmic sound.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Excellent, Harry. I’m awarding Gryffindor one point,” Hagrid said cheerfully. “Making a Puffskein happy isn’t hard, is it?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I just hoped,” came Draco’s lazy, haughty voice, “or rather, I assumed you’d show us something more exciting.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Like a dragon, or a giant spider,” he added with a taunting tone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Patience, Mr. Malfoy. Our great course has only just begun,” Hagrid said, looking slightly uneasy. “Once you’ve grown accustomed to gentle magical creatures, I’ll introduce you to some larger friends.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Harry didn’t actually look forward to any big creatures—he feared Hagrid might cause a teaching accident.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet in the following lessons, the magical creatures Hagrid brought out were mostly harmless little ones: Silent Bills, Imps, Swiveltails, and the like. Beyond his biting beast book, Harry bought a more authoritative guide to magical creatures and discovered the wizarding world teemed with harmless small animals—even just introducing these would be enough to fill a full year’s curriculum.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As for the aggressive little creatures, Harry learned to deal with them in Defense Against the Dark Arts: Red Caps, Hinkypunks, Grindylows—all easy to handle. Ron boasted several times that he didn’t even need his wand to handle them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Since being frightened by the Boggart, Cho had been in low spirits. One night, Harry found her staring blankly at the moon on the lawn. Harry remembered clearly—it was Friday. He’d just finished Lupin’s lecture on Grindylows and planned to visit the Black Lake later to observe wild Grindylows, when he saw Cho sitting motionless by the shore.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Harry walked over, hoping to cheer her up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The moon’s beautiful tonight,” Harry said, making small talk.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yes, it’s Mid-Autumn Festival,” Cho replied absently. “The moon is fullest tonight of the year.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What are you thinking about? Why so gloomy?” Harry asked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I’m wondering—if divination doesn’t mention something, does that mean it won’t happen… or that it simply doesn’t matter?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“It’s fine. Divination only covers part of life,” Harry smiled. “Do I need to divinate what I eat every day?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Alright, fine, let’s say you’re right,” she stood and brushed the dust off her robes. “But some things may not have happened—they’ve just gone unnoticed.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I always feel you’re hiding something from me,” Harry said suspiciously.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Nothing new—just what I told you on the train,” Cho shrugged. “Remember that note? If you have any adventure plans, call me.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With Harry’s confused gaze on her, she hurried off again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Harry soon forgot Cho’s troubles, because Wood announced with delight that starting in October, they could resume Quidditch training. Professor McGonagall had worried that students practicing on the pitch without protection might give the Acromantula a chance to strike—but after Wood’s persistent pleading, she agreed to let Madam Hooch supervise the training and protect the students from the Acromantula.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On the first Thursday of October, Wood had the team relearn their tactics. While the other players scrambled into formation, Harry only needed to adjust his search pattern slightly so the Seeker could occasionally cover the Chasers’ flanks.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Wood, I have a suggestion,” Harry said after training ended. “Our tactics are too one-dimensional—we can’t pull away decisively when we’re ahead.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“True,” Wood scratched his head. “But having a star Seeker like you join the team is a waste. You should focus on finding the Snitch. We play to our strengths.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Exactly. So I was thinking—could we train a more team-oriented Seeker as a substitute? That way we could rotate in and out.” Harry said. “I’ve noticed Ginny’s got real talent. Maybe we should arrange a trial for her.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“To be honest, Harry,” Wood said, “I’ve been thinking about who should replace me as Keeper. I’m graduating this year—next year’s team? I’ve been considering Ron. He’s practically the strongest among us.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Right,” Harry realized half the team would be Weasleys: “If Ron’s Keeper, Ginny’s Seeker, and Fred and George stay Beaters—that’s an elite scoring lineup. They’d have great chemistry and coordination.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wood was still thinking.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“When I played Hufflepuff last year, I realized we need a more team-oriented Seeker,” Harry said. “Rather than teach me a whole new tactic, I’d rather find a new player to train.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You’re right,” Wood nodded. “I’ve been worried too much team play might dull your Carry ability—that’s why I never brought it up. This week, let’s have Ginny and Ron train together.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Play a scrimmage against Slytherin,” Harry said. “They’ll see new players and go for a four-on-one. That’ll train the Seeker’s teamwork—and hide our tactics, since Ginny’s our secret weapon against Hufflepuff.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Excellent, Harry,” Wood nodded deeply. “You’ve got the makings of a head coach.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They spent a Saturday on internal scrimmages. Ginny performed exceptionally, playing with a style utterly different from Harry’s—Wood was thrilled. Ron, leveraging his physical advantage, was equally astonishing as Keeper. Wood gripped his hand, nearly in tears, exclaiming, “The future is bright!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Seeing you two like this makes me so happy,” Wood said. “Gryffindor has never had such a wealth of talent: experienced Chasers and Beaters, two brilliant Seekers with complementary styles, and a Keeper with limitless potential.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“This is a championship lineup through and through,” Wood squeezed Ron’s hand tightly. “This is my last year, and yours first. After seven straight years without a title, I want us to win seven straight—build a Gryffindor dynasty!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“That might be difficult,” Ron pulled his hand away. “But three titles should be easy.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The scrimmage against Slytherin was scheduled for October 16—the next Saturday. Wood planned to let Ginny and Ron play. If they impressed, he even considered fielding Ron in the official match to gain experience early.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On scrimmage day, Draco noticed Ginny was his opponent and smirked, warning her to watch out for “military training.” But Ginny ignored him entirely, relentlessly focusing on ball control. Draco’s flashy moves were only for the crowd’s amusement.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The scrimmage ended 150–120. After Gryffindor scored 120 points, Draco reluctantly caught the Snitch—he found the match utterly dull.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I hope next time I face Harry,” he told Wood on the stands. “You playing like this pisses me off. And you, Harry—don’t use your little sister as a shield. We should compete head-to-head…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Harry? Harry?” Draco waved his hand in front of Harry’s face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Sorry, I was just looking over there,” Harry pointed toward the edge of the Forbidden Forest. “There’s a black dog. For some reason, I feel it’s… strange. My God, I think I locked eyes with it for at least five minutes.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You’d better be careful,” Draco said insincerely. “Black dogs are omens of misfortune.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On the way back to the dormitory, Harry couldn’t stop thinking about the black dog. Last year, Cho had mentioned something called the Hound of Tindalos—and it made him deeply wary.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because after she and Neville both saw black dogs last year, the Chamber of Secrets incident escalated, nearly forcing the school to close. Harry feared this year Sirius Black might stir up another scandal.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As he returned to the common room, burdened with worry, Harry heard a girl sobbing loudly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“October sixteenth! ‘The thing you fear will happen on October sixteenth!’ Do you remember? She was right—she was right!”\u003C\u002Fp>",1380,"2026-06-21T04:54:27.874Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","7ef0019290fd49b88d7d8c62f086f47bcc65650dfe1e3354d366a9350e180402","wizard-war-at-hogwarts-chapter-111","wizard-war-at-hogwarts-chapter-109",528,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fwizard-war-at-hogwarts-cover.jpg"]