"Nick, don't forget what Harry asked you!"
Luo Bin picked up a basin of cold water and splashed it over Nearly Headless Nick.
"Oh, heavens, I was so happy I forgot all about Harry! I nearly became a ghostly knight who couldn't keep his word!"
Nick rubbed his hands together and said, rather embarrassed, "Patrick, a friend of mine, Harry Potter—you just met him, the boy with the lightning bolt scar on his forehead, supposedly the only child to survive the Dark Lord's curse—has a... small request."
"Nicholas, hemming and hawing isn't like you. Be like Luo Bin and say what's on your mind. I'm in a good mood today. If I can help, I certainly will. If I can't... well, then there's nothing I can do!"
"Hehe, you can help. With your wealth, seven Nimbus 2001s would barely cost you a flick of the wrist!"
"Nimbus 2001s?!!"
The fact that Patrick had to ask showed that he hadn't paid much attention to Quidditch matches.
"It's a broomstick model. Before long, Harry Potter's Gryffindor Quidditch Team will be playing the other House teams, but... their equipment is far too shabby. Their brooms can't match the other teams' speed or responsiveness. My dear friend, for my sake and Luo Bin's, sponsor seven broomsticks for Harry. They'll hold up a huge banner thanking you at the match!"
"Luo Bin, are you in Gryffindor House?" Patrick asked.
"No, I'm in Slytherin House. Our Head of House is Professor Severus Snape!"
"Then I'll have to give this some serious thought!"
Patrick stroked his chin thoughtfully.
"Don't worry about me. Having both teams equally equipped on the pitch would be fair, and I have plenty of 'confidence' in the Slytherin Quidditch Team's Seeker!"
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