After two days of continuous rain, the atmosphere in the castle became increasingly lively, as everyone anticipated the second Quidditch match.
"Our next opponent is Gryffindor."
During a training match, Harris seriously said to them, "They're different from Ravenclaw, a very strong team with almost no weaknesses.
Additionally, I've noticed that their new Seeker, Harry Potter, is a genius no less than Cedric, always able to spot the Golden Snitch quickly."
"Dean, Ronnie..." He looked at the two Beaters in the team and said, "Don't worry about Angelina; just keep an eye on Potter."
"What about you and Kael..." one of the Beaters frowned and said, "The Weasley brothers are quite skilled, and they'll definitely use Bludgers to disturb you."
"It's okay, we have two attack points, and even if we're disturbed by Bludgers, we won't be far behind in score."
"But this way, we won't be able to pull ahead quickly," someone else questioned.
"In fact, even without interference, it's impossible to pull ahead," Harris thought for a moment and said, "Wood is different from other Keepers; he has the potential to become a professional player, very strong. The tactics that worked against Ravenclaw won't fool him."
"I'm certain the key to victory will be the Golden Snitch."
Harris again looked at his Beaters and said, "So you must do your best to help Cedric. If... I mean if Potter spots the Snitch first, you must find a way to stop him. If necessary, use Bludgers to alter the Snitch's direction."
"Don't worry, Captain..." Cedric said seriously, "I'll definitely catch the Golden Snitch first."
"I absolutely believe that," Harris patted his shoulder, smiling, "That's why I'm having them play around you."
At this moment, a commotion suddenly came from the direction of the passage. They turned around and saw Wood leading the Gryffindor team over.
"Oliver, it's our training time now, what are you doing here?" Harris said discontentedly.
Although his relationship with Wood had been decent before, at this moment, neither would show the other a good face.
"It was over a minute ago, Harris."
Wood walked up to him and said, "I specifically checked the time; I came over after your training was finished."
"Wait a minute..."
Harris was a bit stunned. He looked up at the increasingly dark sky and asked uncertainly, "Is it that late already? You're not going to train next, are you?"
"That's none of your concern," Wood said.
Harris frowned.
Although he didn't quite agree with Wood's approach of training at every available moment, since Gryffindor's own players didn't object, he couldn't say much.
"Be careful it doesn't backfire on you, Wood."
Harris quietly reminded, then led the others away from the Quidditch Pitch.
As they were leaving, Fred and George shrugged helplessly at Kael, looking at him with envy as he left the pitch.
As soon as Hufflepuff left, Wood wanted to start training immediately.
"We have one more hour, let's make the most of it!"
"Oh~~" the others responded listlessly.
Even Harry couldn't muster much enthusiasm.
Mainly because the recent training had been too frequent, he was either in class or on his broom, even meals were rushed.
He just wanted to get back to his warm, cozy bed and have a good sleep.
But under Wood's urging, everyone reluctantly flew into the sky.
However, Fred and George seemed to have their own ideas, not following Wood's instructions, but constantly dive-bombing each other, pretending to fall off their broomsticks.
"Can you two stop fooling around!" Wood said angrily, "Doing this could definitely cost us the match! Snape is the referee this time; he'll look for any excuse to take points from Gryffindor."
George, hearing this, really fell off his broomstick.
"Snape as referee?" he asked, spitting out dirt, "Isn't he uninterested in Quidditch? He hardly ever came to watch before!"
The other players landed beside George, complaining in unison.
Especially Harry, whose face turned pale, his whole body trembling.
Ron and Hermione had previously mentioned that during the last match, Snape had cast a charm on his broom.
If he did it again this time, nobody would be able to stop him.
After all, Hermione couldn't come to the Pitch.
"Harry, why do you look so pale?" Angelina asked with concern.
"Nothing, nothing..." Harry shook his head and said, "Wood, just focus on scoring as much as possible next match, don't worry about me."
"No way, that's not acceptable!" Wood frowned, "The Golden Snitch is worth a hundred and fifty points, do you know how many goals that is!"
"But Snape will definitely target me," Harry said nervously, "I'm worried that..."
"You don't need to worry at all, Harry."
George was back on his feet. He patted Harry's shoulder and smiled, "We just remembered, the next opponent is Hufflepuff, so there's nothing to be nervous about."
Harry was a bit confused. He thought George might have hit his head in the fall, confusing Hufflepuff for Ravenclaw.
"It's true, Snape will definitely target me," Harry said seriously, "He hates me, even if I do nothing wrong in each Potion Class, a lot of points are deducted."
"Relax, that's normal; he's deducted points from many people."
Fred laughed, "Out of curiosity, what's the most points you've had deducted?"
"Fifteen points." Harry said in a small voice.
He was a bit worried the others would be angry. If he hadn't lost so many points in Potion Class, Gryffindor wouldn't be in the last place.
But Harry didn't expect Fred not to care and instead say indifferently, "I thought it would be more, only fifteen points, huh."
Harry was even more confused... What do you mean, only fifteen points? That's already a lot, okay?
Could it be that George hurt his head, and Fred was affected too?
However... he hadn't heard of twins having such a feature.
Fred laughed and continued, "Do you know how many points Kael might lose in Potion Class?"
Harry shook his head. He didn't understand why Fred was asking this, but he assumed a top student like Kael would be gaining points.
"Fifty..." George extended one hand, calmly saying, "The most he lost once was a whole fifty points!"
"And even on a regular day, Kael could lose twenty points for various reasons."
"If Conna hadn't earned back some points, Hufflepuff would have long replaced us as last place."
Harry was too shocked to speak; he couldn't understand how a good student like Kael could lose so many points.
It was as inconceivable as Hermione forgetting to do homework.
Fred continued, "So relax; when it comes to those Snape dislikes most, you fall short of Kael."
"With him around, we'll be very safe."
Fred and George exchanged a look, then both let out an incredibly mischievous laugh.