Hogwarts starts with stealing power.

Harry sat in the common room for a while, his mind constantly recalling the tactical formations Ronan had taught them, and occasionally interspersed with Wood's instructions.

When the hour hand pointed to "6", he stood up and walked out.

The first ray of sunlight shone through the gap in the tower, and a little light fell on the Fat Lady's frame, making the edge of her frame seep with a honey-colored halo.

The Fat Lady opened her eyes lazily, as if looking in a mirror, adjusting the pearl crown on her head. The collar of her peacock-feathered dressing gown was stained with the foam of butterbeer.

It looked like she had a wildly happy night.

Harry greeted her, "Good morning, Fat Lady."

The Fat Lady looked at him with half-closed eyes and nodded: "Good morning, Harry, you got up really early today. Let me think, every time you get up so early..."

Her eyes lit up slightly, "That was during the Gryffindor Quidditch match! Well, let me think about it, you have all finished your exams, could it be that you are playing in the Quidditch final today?"

Harry smiled and nodded, "Yes, ma'am."

The Fat Lady spun around happily. "I really love your Gryffindor class. It feels like Gryffindor hasn't made it to the Quidditch finals for many years since your father graduated. Glory to Gryffindor!"

She pulled out a bottle of butterbeer from somewhere, motioned to Harry, and started drinking.

Harry asked anxiously, "Fat Lady, do you know my father?"

The Fat Lady said with great delight: "Of course, Potter boy, all the children in this family are Gryffindors. I have sent them away from school many times. Okay, Harry, you should hurry to the assembly and say the password."

Harry couldn't help but ask: "Madam, can you tell me about my father?"

The Fat Lady raised an eyebrow. "Of course, but you should go to the assembly now. Please give your password."

Harry said quickly: "I am the glory! Fat Lady, my father he..."

Before he could finish his words, the frame opened the door, silently urging Harry out.

Harry had no choice but to leave.

He stood outside the door, wanting to continue talking to the Fat Lady, but the Fat Lady was more interested in the Quidditch game and left the frame, leaving Harry to focus on the game first.

Harry left the castle and headed for the common room near the Quidditch pitch.

Today is a rare good day, with neither wind nor rain.

Without any wind or rain to cause trouble, the winter at Hogwarts seemed to have become warmer.

When Harry arrived at the stadium, he found that the gilded goalposts were covered with ice crystals. The sunlight pierced through the iron rings and fell on the ice crystals, refracting into prismatic spots of light covered with colorful colors.

Volunteers have already started using heat magic to melt these ice crystals, otherwise there is a high possibility of causing major accidents during the competition.

Harry came to the Gryffindor lounge at the stadium. Opposite was the Slytherin lounge. Harry took a special look but didn't notice any movement.

Pushing open the Gryffindor common room, he was the first to arrive.

Harry's eyes were blank, and he was memorizing the tactics in his mind.

After an unknown amount of time, a loud noise was heard as the door was pushed open, and the gloating voices of the Weasley twins were the first to be heard.

George: "I think today's game will be fun."

Fred: "Our people are here, but there is no movement from Slytherin on the opposite side."

Wood asked, "Do you know what happened?"

The Weasley twins gave him a meaningful smile in return and then looked away.

George: "Who knows, maybe Slytherin has other plans."

Fred: "I think they will definitely come at the last minute. They always like to make this gimmick of coming last, as if this can highlight how important they are."

Wood thought about it and felt that this was in line with the Slytherin style, so he didn't pay much attention to it.

The twins saw Harry, greeted him, and sat next to him.

When Harry saw them, he remembered something and asked in a low voice: "Did someone from Slytherin buy your [Wisdom Potion] and is now suffering from the side effects, so he can't come to the game?"

George raised an eyebrow, "Harry, we didn't force them to buy my potion."

Fred added: "And when Slytherin comes to buy potions, they buy them in bulk. We don't know who bought them, or if any of them are Quidditch players."

Seeing that they were in a good mood, Harry became more certain of his thoughts: "Some people must have bought it, and their condition today will be affected."

He suddenly felt a little anxious and felt that he shouldn't do this, as it affected the fairness of the Quidditch game.

The Weasley twins seemed to have guessed his thoughts and emphasized again and again:

"Harry, when they decide to buy a wisdom potion to cheat, is that fair to the other students who are taking their exams seriously?"

"Everyone has to pay for the choices they make. We never intended to harm anyone by selling wisdom potions. This was just an accident."

"Besides, the Slytherin players haven't shown up yet. It's still unknown whether they have been affected or not!"

Seeing this, Harry temporarily put aside his anxiety.

Time flies and the Quidditch game is about to begin!
In the audience, almost all the young wizards who were still in school came out to watch the Quidditch match.

But there were also many little wizards with listless expressions, holding purple [Energy Potion] in their hands and taking a sip from time to time.

When Lin Xia and Draco arrived at the stadium, Hermione, Ron and Hagrid all waved to them.

They reserved seats for the two of them.

After Lin Xia sat down, Hermione couldn't wait to say, "Have you seen the energy potions in the hands of many wizards?"

Lin Xia nodded and asked in confusion: "I see, but what are they doing with the energy potion? They need the anti-diarrhea potion more at this time, right?"

Hermione said quickly, "I was also confused, so I went to ask. It turned out that the anti-diarrhea potion in the infirmary had been used up, but these wizards were unwilling to stay in the infirmary for treatment, so Madam Pomfrey could only prescribe energy potions for them."

Draco groaned, full of confusion: "Energy potion and anti-diarrhea potion have nothing to do with each other, are there any connections between the two?"

Hermione whispered, "That's what Madam Pomfrey said. Since you won't accept treatment, I can only make you more energetic so that you can hold it in better."

As soon as these words came out, everyone else couldn't help but burst out laughing.

Lin Xia couldn't help but admire: "Madam Pomfrey can be quite mean sometimes."

Although the little wizard's control is better than before thanks to the energy potion, she is still a little worried whether the mobile bathroom set up at the Quidditch stadium can meet the little wizard's needs.

She used the extrasensory spell to magnify her vision and looked at the restrooms around the stadium. She found that the game had not started yet, but there were already little wizards queuing outside the restrooms to use the restrooms. Lin Xia murmured in a low voice: "This is terrible. I'm afraid we will be called to help soon."

Next to him, Hagrid was curled up in a special seat that was three times wider. He had made it by using Transfiguration. Although it was ugly, it at least expanded the area of ​​the seat.

In broad daylight, he had already taken out a copper wine flask and took a sip from time to time. Hot air came out of his nose and his face was red.

Hagrid was a little excited and kept saying, "Harry will definitely catch the Golden Snitch in ten minutes!"

The half-blood giant's deafening prophecy not only resounded throughout the Gryffindor court, but also reached the Slytherin court across the way.

The Gryffindor students all clapped and cheered, and the sound of the crowd could almost shake off the snow on the wooden stands!

The Slytherin students on the other side were not to be outdone. They put up a huge green cheering banner. Some of them even took out a small magic speaker from their pocket and used it to amplify the volume:
"Slytherin must win!"

"Victory to Slytherin!"

Hermione couldn't help but complain, "They are breaking the rules. They have violated Article 37 of the Reasonable Noise Ordinance. The on-site order manager should take care of them."

Lin Xia said helplessly: "The administrator on duty today is Filch, and Filch is sitting in the Slytherin stand. It's impossible for him to manage it."

Lin Xia's intuition has always been accurate.

Not only did administrator Filch not care, he also had a magic trumpet in his hand. No one knew which student had given it to him, but he was ready to cheer for Slytherin at any time.

In addition, another intuition also came true.

Originally Lin Xia thought they could at least stay until the game started, but just before it started, the student council president Percy came to them.

The student council president's medal was hung on the left side of his robe, at a vertical angle to his left shoulder blade.

Percy also wore golden glasses and his wand was hung on a special belt, like a sword ready to be drawn at any time.

He said with a serious expression: "Linxia, ​​Draco, Hermione, I need the help of you outstanding students."

As he said this, he raised his head slightly, with a kind of condescending arrogance, but he tried his best to hide it.

Lin Xia had expected this, so she stood up and said, "I am willing to serve Hogwarts."

Draco and Hermione stood up reluctantly. Hermione helped Ron, and Ron also stood up in a daze.

Percy looked at Ron, his brows furrowed so tightly that the wrinkles in the middle looked like they could kill a fly.

Hermione said, "Ron also wanted to serve Hogwarts, and he helped for free."

Percy's brows relaxed, and he praised Ron for a rare moment: "You have a great spirit. Every young wizard should learn from you. Please keep it up."

Percy left first, followed by the others, but Ron still looked confused.

But his focus had shifted from helping to the fact that Percy actually praised him.

Ron said exaggeratedly: "He actually praised me. He never said that before. It's incredible!"

Lin Xia asked: "So how did Percy do it before?"

Ron: "I've been lecturing you that before I became the student council president, I always had a copy of The Peak of Power at home.

He always can't stand me getting up late, and he can't stand me taking a rest. Anyway, if I make a mistake, he will catch me and scold me."

Ron complained: "Only my mother would treat him like a treasure and think he is the most promising child in the family."

Draco couldn't help but say, "Although, judging from his grades and the fact that he had become a prefect, he was indeed the most promising among you."

Ron choked and muttered, "I don't think so. He is just a bookworm and wants to control everything. After becoming the student union president, he has been more controlling and more talkative than before.

It's as if if you do something wrong, it's an unforgivable sin and Hogwarts will expel you at any time."

The group arrived next to the Quidditch pitch. There were already long queues at the two mobile toilets. Every student in the queue had a bottle of energy potion in their hands, and they would take a sip from time to time, looking hopeless.

After Percy finished explaining the task, he left immediately without staying for even a second.

The top students looked at each other in bewilderment. Percy actually came to them to build a mobile toilet.

It is not difficult to build a bathroom, but the subsequent pollution treatment is troublesome.

Moreover, students have no experience and may not be able to do well.

Lin Xia thought for a moment and said, "Hermione, you have a good relationship with the house elves. You can go to the castle and ask the house elves how to build a perfect mobile bathroom. We will dig the foundation here first."

Everyone was very unhappy, but had to do it.

Ron never hesitated when he complained about Percy. "I think he just wanted to save face. Otherwise, why didn't he stay and support us, but let us do it? Who wants to do this kind of dirty work?"

As Hermione left, the Quidditch game officially began!
As Gryffindor had expected, the Slytherin team arrived at the stadium in small numbers at the last minute.

But unlike the imagined Slytherin players who were proud and complacent and enjoying the cheers of the audience, they all looked pale and listless, as if they had stayed up all night.

After the game started, Harry felt even more that his guess was correct.

The Gryffindor team plays with emotions, and often they need to mobilize their emotions before they can get into the groove.

If you are not in a good mood at the beginning, you will make mistakes and be suppressed by your opponent.

In today's game, their emotions were not aroused at the beginning.

As the Seeker, Harry usually stays outside the game and observes what is happening on the field. His first priority is to find the Golden Snitch.

But the Golden Snitch basically doesn't appear in the early stages of the game, which means he has a lot of free time to observe the players in the early stages of the game.

Harry found that his teammates were not only out of form, but also a little distracted and often made passing errors.

But what was even more outrageous was that the Slytherin player was even less focused than his teammates.

Some of them didn't even notice the mistake in their passing, while others noticed it and wanted to seize the opportunity to intercept, but ended up failing to seize the opportunity.

On the field, the excited voice of Lee Jordan with his afro was heard.

"Gryffindor made a mistake in passing the ball, and Slytherin seized the opportunity and successfully intercepted the ball! Slytherin has missed several chances, and I thought they would make mistakes forever!"

"Great! Slytherin's ball was intercepted, Gryffindor started to pass the ball, Gryffindor accidentally made a mistake, but Slytherin missed the opportunity, goal!

Gryffindor scored the first goal of the game, congratulations to Gryffindor for 10 points! "(End of this chapter)