I'll Give Her a Reason She Can't Refuse

The match is over.

Qiu caught the struggling Golden Snitch, excitedly raised her hands, and then did fifty backflips on the broom...

That's certainly impossible.

However, she did awkwardly perform a short folk dance to express her joy.

I got my revenge for last year's final, and I'm really happy.

Harry sat blankly on the broom, his face as if covered by a mask of pain.

His lapse in concentration led to Gryffindor's crushing defeat!

Of course, no one would blame Harry; he always manages to catch the Golden Snitch, so occasional mistakes are nothing to worry about.

The biggest problem is goalkeeper Ron.

Wood's goalkeeping skills are unforgettable.

The lion cubs had high hopes for Ron, their successor.

However, its actual combat effectiveness was a huge disappointment, making it practically an enemy spy.

Just like Lee said... Ravenclaw relied too much on Ron this game!

He even wanted to suggest that Professor McGonagall investigate whether Ron had engaged in illegal betting.

Many Gryffindor students were also there, angrily cursing... the crowd was in a state of high spirits.

As the commentator, Li would certainly say the nice things.

He shouted:

"The Gryffindor tournament is over. It's a pity we didn't achieve a result that satisfied everyone... but I believe these young men have a bright future!"

But a Gryffindor student had already snatched the microphone, his hair standing on end, and he angrily spat out profanities:

How could you do this to us?!

"Do you think you're worthy of this?"

RNM,

Refund!

This guy is obviously a veteran football fan; he's probably been involved in betting on Gryffindor, probably putting a lot of money on it.

Otherwise, they wouldn't use such elegant language.

Slytherin's battle song rang out again, just in time.

Malfoy, with his back to everyone, raised his wand and began conducting the chorus.

Weasley was born in a dumpster.

He always puts the ball into the goal.

Weasley Is Our King...

I must say, it's really catchy and has a unique flavor.

But the singing echoed for a long time in the empty stadium, sounding so jarring and insulting to Gryffindor.

A Bludger suddenly flew off the field and struck Malfoy squarely in the back, sending him sprawling to the ground.

Madam Hooch blew her shrill whistle, and chaos erupted in the stands, a cacophony of boos, jeers, and angry shouts.

Pansy picked up Malfoy, her face streaked with tears, and cursed:

"Bitch! You've ruined my face, I have no right to argue with you!"

Malfoy's mouth was covered in blood; he had knocked out his front tooth.

Pansy shouted in a shrill voice, "It was George Weasley! He hit me! He tried to murder me..."

Draco, unwilling to back down even when he was losing face, continued his taunts despite his lisp:

"I've never seen such a stinky goalkeeper... but he was born in a dumpster, you know... Do you like my lyrics, Potter?"

Harry didn't answer; instead, he turned around to look for Ron, calling out, "Ron..."

Ron ignored Harry and Malfoy, picked up the broom, and walked dejectedly toward the dressing room.

"We want to write a few more lines of lyrics!" Malfoy continued, his foul mouth blaring as Harry ignored him.

"We wanted to sing about his mother... but she was fat and ugly and it didn't rhyme."

His father... a useless piece of trash, doesn't even rhyme...

Fred and George heard what Malfoy was saying, and they grabbed their bats and rushed over.

"Ignore him," Angelina quickly grabbed Fred's arm.

"Ignore him, let him shout. We'll go down and teach Slytherin a lesson! We'll teach this ill-mannered guy a lesson..."

"But you like the Weasley family, don't you, Potter?" Malfoy spat out a mouthful of blood, including one of his front teeth.

"Still on vacation there, aren't you? I don't know how you can stand that stench..."

Harry rushed over too. Without drawing his wand, he swung his fist and punched Malfoy in the stomach with all his might.

The twins ran over and each kicked Malfoy in both legs.

What a spectacle of three heroes battling Diao Chan!

Malfoy was no pushover either; his two henchmen, Goyle and Crabbe, roared and charged at him.

Pansy even bit Harry's hand; that's a real poodle!

Seeing that the team members were fighting, the Gryffindor and Slytherin students didn't care about anything else and joined in the fierce battle.

What should have been a battle between an eagle and a lion turned into a fight between a snake and a lion.

It wasn't until Dumbledore arrived that the chaotic scene was brought under control.

The principal was furious and disappointed.

At this critical moment, after Voldemort had been resurrected... he had repeatedly warned them to unite rather than fight among themselves, but no one would listen!

As a result, both colleges had 200 points deducted.

For some inexplicable reason, Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff are in the lead again.

But that's not all.

Although Umbridge didn't leave his house, he watched the entire match from his attic.

She directly imposed a permanent ban on Harry and the twins in her capacity as senior investigator.

Umbridge didn't originally have this capability, but Fudge issued the latest Educational Decree Number Twenty-Four.

The Educational Decree stipulates:

The High Inquisitor has supreme authority over all matters concerning punishment, sanctions, and disqualification of Hogwarts students.

In other words, she can punish whomever she wants. Neither the principal nor the dean has the right to interfere.

Umbridge had originally suspended Harry's friend Ron.

However... she realized that keeping Ron on the team might be more harmful to Gryffindor.

So he wasn't suspended.

This is exactly what the saying means:

If I'm useless enough, no one can take advantage of me.

That wasn't all... Soon after, the "Educational Decree Number Twenty-Five" appeared:

All student organizations, associations, teams, and clubs are hereby dissolved.

Hereinafter, organizations, associations, teams, and clubs are defined as regular gatherings of three or more students.

You can request a reorganization from the High Inquisitor (Professor Umbridge).

No student organizations, associations, teams, or clubs may exist without the approval of High Inquisitor.

The issuance of this ban finally targeted William.

Umbridge's primary target is definitely Akali's Intensive Class.

This is easy to solve; William has already had Hermione organize a group to go underground.

But other problems arose.

He went to Umbridge to request the reorganization of Ravenclaw Quidditch, but was neither refused nor granted permission.

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When Qiu returned with the news, she looked worried.

"Umbridge has allowed Slytherin Quidditch Team to continue operating. Gryffindor has also agreed..."

The Gryffindor Quidditch Team readily agreed, given that Harry and the twins were suspended and they had very few players left.

"Me too. I went to her to rebuild the Hufflepuff Quidditch Team, but that was put on hold too." Cedric said, looking unhappy.

"However... Umbridge's attitude is a bit strange. Her words seem to be frantically implying that I could be her spy." Cedric with some excitement.

"I think we could try... like the one in the restroom last time."

William almost burst out laughing.

At Cedric's insistence, William altered his memory, making him forget what happened in the secret passage.

Once he forgot about those things, Cedric's restless heart stirred again, and he was willing to become a spy.

William said it all along, she'd have to seduce him a second time sooner or later... there's no escaping it.

"What do we do?" Qiu asked. "Akali's Intensive Class can go underground, but team matches can't."

"It seems we'll have to resort to drastic measures." William smiled.

I'll give her a reason she can't refuse!

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