The Little Snakes' Breakdown

Moreover, and I'm not exaggerating when I say Bell, if he were to play, there wouldn't be any room for anyone else.

What's the point of playing a game that's destined to be won?

"Hey!? Bell Gege, you must have a way, right? Or you could ask William Uncle for help."

Phyllis really hopes that Bell can participate in the Triwizard Tournament.

It wasn't that the little girl had any feelings for Bell. Mainly, she heard Shanna praise her Gege countless times every day, so she was genuinely curious about just how powerful Bell Gege, whom even the incredibly capable Shanna admired so much, really was.

This Triwizard Tournament is a perfect opportunity to showcase one's strength.

"I don't even know about the screening process, so how would I know if I have a solution?"

Bell shrugged and gave his younger sister a subtle look.

He didn't want to keep arguing with Phyllis about this issue.

Shanna, who was practically telepathic with Bell, immediately understood what her Gege meant. She pulled Phyllis aside and chatted about this and that, quickly and successfully diverting her attention.

The afternoon passed quickly as we chatted.

To be honest, Bell really couldn't understand it.

Where do these girls find so many topics to talk about?

Looking out at the torrential rain, Hermione said worriedly:

"With such heavy rain, won't the new students be in danger while crossing the lake?"

He shrugged. This wasn't something Bell could decide.

Besides, it's not necessarily a bad thing for children to suffer a little.

With the protection of magic, at most they'll swallow a couple of mouthfuls of lake water and get a little frightened, but their lives will be safe.

With their arms around Hermione's slender shoulders, the two followed behind Shanna and the other two children, slowly walking out of the train.

Bell and his friends, using their magic to keep the rain out, strolled leisurely in the downpour, a stark contrast to the Little Wizard rushing past them, soaked to the bone.

Ignoring the envious and jealous looks from others, Bell gazed into the distance, admiring the distant mountains, the Forbidden Forest, and the Black Lake under the rain curtain.

The misty, rain-shrouded world before him reminded Bell of the morning he first arrived at Hogwarts, when he stood in the Ravenclaw common room, gazing at the distant scenery.

He was still the same person, and the scenery was still the same, but his state of mind had undergone a complete transformation.

Watching his younger sister skip and hop ahead, and tightening his grip on Hermione's arm, Bell felt an immense sense of peace.

"What's wrong?"

Hermione turned to look at Bell.

Sensitive as she was, she noticed that her boyfriend seemed a little different at that moment.

"It's nothing. I just suddenly felt that it's so good to have met you."

Lowering his head slightly, Bell leaned close to Hermione's ear and whispered something.

The unexpected sweet words made Hermione blush. She gave Bell a coquettish glare, then quietly snuggled closer to Bell.

Because Bell and the others were moving slowly, the carriages that were nearby were already occupied by other Little Wizard.

After some effort, the group finally found an empty carriage.

The Sorting Ceremony began as soon as Bell and the others, who were almost the last to arrive, entered the Great Hall.

This year's Sorting Ceremony was no different. The young freshmen nervously awaited their final "judgment," and then, amidst the applause of their seniors, they happily entered their respective colleges.

The Sorting Ceremony concluded smoothly, Dumbledore stood up, reiterating the usual rules of Hogwarts. These included, but were not limited to: no entering the Forbidden Forest, no using Wand in the corridors during breaks, and no using prank items within the castle.

When talking about prank items, Dumbledore even glanced at a pair of infamous Gryffindor House twins.

Unfortunately, even with his powerful Mana, Dumbledore couldn't change the hopeless twins' ways with just a glance. All he received in return were the twins' innocent little eyes.

"In addition, I regret to inform you that the Quidditch House Cup will not be held this year."

"What!?"

Before Dumbledore had even finished speaking, a cacophony of voices filled the Great Hall, as if trying to shake apart the thick, magically created dark clouds on the ceiling.

The reaction was particularly strong from Gryffindor House.

It's worth noting that since Harry became Gryffindor House's Seeker, Gryffindor House has won the House Cup for three consecutive years.

This year, the Little Lions are also convinced that under Harry's leadership, they will definitely win another championship and achieve a remarkable four-peat!

Then came 5 consecutive championships, 6 consecutive championships... and 100 consecutive championships!

And now, what did Headmaster Dumbledore say? That the Quidditch House Cup won't be held this year?

Doesn't that mean their astonishing feat of winning a hundred consecutive championships will be several years delayed?

How could this be!

In stark contrast to the Little Lions were itching to cause a ruckus, the snake cubs of Slytherin House presented a deathly silence, showing no trace of the fighting spirit and determination they displayed at the end of the previous school year, when they were determined to win the House Cup.

According to her younger sister, Bell learned that the snakes were indeed planning to pool their money to buy Firebolt during the summer vacation, just as they had discussed at the last meeting of the previous school year.

However, the Firebolt, as the official Flying Broomstick of each Quidditch national team, is ridiculously expensive.

Just how outrageous?

After learning the price of the Firebolt, William was filled with regret, beating his chest and stamping his feet, lamenting that he had set the price of the Flying Car too low.

He wished he could cancel all the mountain of Flying Car orders he had on hand and wait until the price was raised before selling them to those customers.

Ahem, let's get back to the main topic.

Purchasing seven such expensive Firebolt would be a considerable burden for each student, even with the large number of Slytherin students.

Especially for younger students who have less pocket money, in order to meet the quotas House Points and avoid being ostracized, these kids have no choice but to ask their parents for help.

As is well known, Slytherin House students are mostly Pure-blood.

Therefore, among these parents, there are quite a few well-informed individuals.

When one of the little snakes learned from its parents that Hogwarts would no longer hold the Quidditch House Cup next school year, the other little snakes naturally found out as well.

Bell didn't know how the little snakes felt after hearing the news.

But he learned from his father that during that time, many Little Wizard had inexplicably taken a liking to the extreme sport of bungee jumping.

Every now and then you can hear someone's child jumping off the roof again.