Looking at the contents of the letter, Luna laughed.

The roommates on the side were surprised.

"Who sent you the letter? Your father? Looks like he didn't send you that newspaper this time," Aurora said mockingly.

Luna paid no attention to her meaning, and took it upon herself to put the letter away.

But Aurora, annoyed that she had ignored her attitude, snatched the letter from her.

As soon as she caught her eye, Aurora noticed the conspicuous signature at the bottom of the envelope and exclaimed.

"Ivan Hals... Was it the letter he sent you? ”

When the other little witches heard this, they also gossiped up to watch, and they all saw the contents of the envelope.

"Can you give me back the letter?" Luna spoke, but there was a hint of displeasure in her flat tone.

Aurora didn't mean to return it, but asked suspiciously. "You can't have forged this letter, right? Ivan Hals is going to compete in a Quidditch match, why is it just like this to send you a letter and just come and tell you no? ”

The other little witches in the dormitory didn't believe it either.

As Aurora said, everyone is in the same school, so close, this little thing, you have to write a letter and send it?

So maybe Luna faked it herself, pretending to have a famous friend to deal with their ridicule.

As strange as it was, it was impossible for a normal person to do this, but the other person was a crazy girl from Ravenclaw, and no one could guess what she was thinking.

"Give me back the letter, Aurora!" Luna emphasized again, a look of displeasure almost written on her face.

Aurora grinned, ignoring Luna and seemed intent on showing the letter to more people.

Luna pulled out her wand and pointed it at the other party!

"It's all petrified!"

An ethereal voice rang out in the dormitory, and a white beam of light shot out from the tip of the wand in an instant.

The smile on Aurora's face paused, and then turned to a look of horror.

She didn't expect Luna to do something to herself, and she couldn't react at all, so she could only watch as she was hit by the beam.

In a short period of time, Aurora felt that her body was rapidly becoming harder, and then her consciousness stopped for this second.

Luna's sudden outburst surprised everyone, and the roommates who were laughing at her were all frightened.

"Oh my God, how dare you attack Aurora with magic..."

"You're done, I'm going to tell Professor Flitwick!"

"Look at her! I'm going to tell the prefect to come over..."

......

After these little witches came to their senses, they reprimanded angrily and frightened, and some even pointed their wands at Luna, but they didn't have the courage to do so.

Luna ignored them, and as if they didn't exist, she stepped forward and took the letter back from Aurora's hand, folded it and put it away, and finally looked at the graffiti-painted sign with some distress.

Luckily, Luna quickly remembered that the cleansing charm that Ivan had taught her in the hallway a month earlier might have come in handy.

Not... I guess that's how it works!

Luna thought as she waved her wand in a wondrous melody and whispered to herself.

"Clean up!"

The wind of magic swept over the sign, like an eraser, brushing away the messy drawings on it, revealing the sign for what it was.

Originally, the golden handwriting on it was magical, so it was naturally not affected by the cleansing charm.

The little witch nodded with great satisfaction,

The cleansing spell, she's learned...

......

Two days passed in a flash, and Ivan was repeatedly jumping sideways through the interweaving of study and training, and he could not rest all day until the day of the Quidditch match.

But the other Quidditch players were the opposite of him, and they were all nervous.

Because the gap between their score and Slytherin this time is so great that the 150 points obtained by catching the Golden Snitch alone is not enough to erase such a gap.

"Alright,"

As the gate to the arena opened, Ivan mounted his firebolt and flew out of the arena through the passage.

The circular seats that were originally swinging in the training space were already crowded with people, and the little wizards were very enthusiastic to hold various signs to cheer for their academy team, cheers and cheers continued.

Along with these, Ivan's ears were accompanied by Jordan's very enthusiastic explanation.

"It's the Gryffindor team that's playing now! As we all know, in the previous game, Harry accidentally fell from the sky due to the influence of the Dementors, so he unexpectedly lost to the Hufflepuff team, and was opened by Slytherin by more than a hundred points...

It's grossly unfair, if he hadn't been affected by Cedric, Harry would have been able to catch the Snitch..."

While commenting, Jordan couldn't help but bring some personal emotions, and in the middle of speaking, he actually began to discuss what the situation would be like if Gryffindor won the last game.

It wasn't until Professor McGonagall glared at him fiercely that Jordan hurriedly changed his tune and got down to business.

However, when he swept his eyes to each of the players and was about to talk about the staffing, he was surprised to find Ivan wearing a Gryffindor uniform and riding a broomstick on the field.

"It's Ivan Hals! Oh my God, he's racing... What a surprise! It's a fire bolt!! The latest concept broom... Harry actually has a handful, and we Gryffindor can be saved! ”

Jordan shouted excitedly, and with the blessing of the loud spell, his voice even drowned out the cheers of the audience, constantly echoing on the court.

Like Jordan, many of the young wizards on the field also noticed that Gryffindor had replaced a player, and Ivan, who had claimed not to play, reappeared on the field.

The Gryffindor lion cubs were overjoyed, because the score gap was too large, they didn't really expect much from this match, they thought they were going to lose today's Quidditch trophy, but Ivan's appearance rekindled their hope!

After all, Ivan's 25 goals in a single game last year was really impressive...

Ivan rode around the arena with the others on a firebolt, enjoying the cheers of the crowd.

However, as he passed by the Gryffindor seat, he heard a strange remark mixed with cheers.

"Great, our Gryffindor pitching machine is back!"

Hearing this, Ivan almost fell straight off the broomstick.

Which bastard said that, exactly?

Ivan turned his head sharply and looked over, there were many people sitting in the direction where the voice came from, but Ivan still judged the owner of the voice from the familiar voice - Seamofinigan!