Another sunny day.
(A little secret: once you learn to use magic to disperse dark clouds, every day can be sunny.)
The moment the first class of the morning ended, the students eagerly rushed out of their classrooms.
Some ran back to their common rooms, tossed down their textbooks, grabbed the banners and other items they had prepared in advance, then dashed out of the castle, panting. Others simply clutched their books and ran straight off to claim seats.
Today was the first House Cup match of spring: Ravenclaw versus Gryffindor. With Ravenclaw having gained a powerful new reinforcement, whether they could defeat the veteran Gryffindor House team, which had "the Savior" Harry and "the Field Wolf" Bei Lang, was the subject of endless speculation and debate.
Thanks to the hype surrounding the match, it had drawn far more attention than usual even before it began. As everyone sat in the stands, they whispered among themselves, and some nearly came to blows over their arguments.
Of course, the two who had nearly fought were from Slytherin and Gryffindor respectively.
"Quiet! Everyone, find your seats at once! And no running in the stands!"
Professor McGonagall finally arrived at the commentator's booth, her expression even sterner than usual today.
In fact, Professor McGonagall had been in an extremely bad mood these past few days.
Ever since she learned that Filius, that shameless little runt, had actually been the first to use Bell—no, had stuffed Bell into the Ravenclaw House team midway through the season, Professor McGonagall had wanted to pick a dark and windy night, sneak into his office in her Animagus form, and claw apart all those snacks and candies he treasured.
At his age, he still ate snacks and candy every day? Wasn't he afraid of diabetes?
In the end,