Hogwarts: A little lion in the skin of the Eagle School

Time quickly passed to the sixth day.

These past few days, everyone has been going out to play from time to time, watching exhibition matches at the stadium, or checking out what interesting things have appeared at the campsite.

Occasionally, you might run into classmates from Hogwarts, exchange greetings, and share your experiences and interesting stories.

Every day felt as relaxed and enjoyable as an autumn outing.

Tomorrow marks the official start of the Quidditch World Cup.

Bulgaria vs. Ireland.

So the atmosphere in the camp is unusually lively right now.

Supporters of both teams had already gathered in large numbers at the camp, with colorful flags waving everywhere and songs filling the air.

There were even betting stalls in the camp, but none of them went to gamble.

Those with money don't want to gamble, and those without money dare not gamble at all.

Cherish life, stay away from gambling and drugs.

Tomorrow morning, Ron's family, the Weasleys, will also be coming to watch the game, and Ron and Harry plan to join them.

Their camp seems to be nearby, and both groups have tickets for the minister's box, so they can go to watch the game together.

All John knew about the Weasleys was that they were one of the Twenty-Eight Holy Families and that the family was very poor.

As for his family members, apart from Ron, he had only heard of or seen the others.

Last school year, their student council president was Percy Weasley of the Weasley family.

He speaks and acts very formally and loves to use official jargon, but he graduated last school year.

Another well-known pair is the Weasley twins, Fred and George.

They were the ones who ran the Hogsmeade Village purchasing agent business last year.

Finally, there's the youngest child in the Weasley family, and the only girl, Ginny Weasley.

If it weren't for the Weasleys having a distinctive redhead, he wouldn't have known that person was from the Weasleys.

John didn't recognize the other family members.

We should have a chance to meet tomorrow.

......

In the evening, everyone ate dinner together.

After so many days of living together, everyone has become much more familiar with each other.

Even Ron, whom John had previously found a bit difficult to get along with, could sit down and chat with him about anything and everything.

After dinner, everyone sat around the campfire outside the tent, sparks rising in the night.

They were chatting about tomorrow's itinerary.

The competition is supposed to start tomorrow, but for some reason, it won't officially begin until tonight.

So tomorrow during the day, you will still be free to move around in the camp.

Just as they were chatting, a figure they hadn't seen for several days appeared.

Mr. Crow has returned.

"Hey kids, and Sirius too, how have you been these past few days?"

Mr. Crow looked unwell, with large dark circles under his eyes and a slightly haggard appearance.

Forcing a smile, I greeted everyone.

"Dad? What's wrong with you?"

When Titus saw his father in this state, he quickly went forward to support him and asked with concern.

"Ha, I'm sure you've all seen it lately. To manage this huge wizarding community, the Ministry of Magic has been working around the clock these past few days."

"Even we, the staff responsible for the venue, were sent to help maintain order and handle various emergencies."

"I also had to work at a high intensity for several days."

Mr. Crow waved his hand and smiled wearily.

"Why don't you go and get some rest?"

Seeing his condition, everyone urged him to go and rest.

Mr. Crowley nodded as well.

"Okay, sorry, you guys can decide what to do yourselves, don't worry about me, I'm going to sleep now..."

As he entered the tent, Sirius's voice came from inside again.

He was clearly taken aback by Crow's haggard appearance.

After a commotion inside, Sirius Black came out and looked at everyone with a serious expression.

"There is a very serious problem now."

The group exchanged puzzled glances, then Harry asked.

"What's the problem?"

Sirius glanced around at the boys and said very seriously.

"The problem is... there aren't enough beds in the boys' rooms."

"......ah?"

Everyone fell silent for a while before they reacted.

There are only seven beds in the boys' room.

Perhaps Mr. Clown originally intended to live in the staff quarters provided by the Ministry of Magic, so he didn't consider his own bed.

But now that he's back to rest, there's clearly one more person in the boys' area.

"What did I think? You scared me to death!"

Titus breathed a sigh of relief, thinking his father had overworked himself into something, but it turned out to be just about the hospital bed.

"Just make do with whatever you can find on the floor."

Hearing his words, everyone nodded in agreement.

"So, the question is, who will sleep on the floor?"

At that moment, Sirius suddenly revealed a sly smile.

"The remaining six beds are enough for seven people. Come on, let's have a fair fight!"

Sirius Black, with a smug smile, addressed the boys, who were initially taken aback.

Then I understood what Sirius meant: fighting for a bed, huh? Interesting.

"Come on! Who's afraid of who!"

"Win and you get a bed; lose and you sleep on the floor!"

The boys instantly became excited, and they were all eager to try.

If you just say who will sleep in the bed, they might politely defer to each other.

But if you suggest separating beds by "duel," it only fuels their playfulness and competitiveness.

They quickly chose a duel format that was both fun and tense.

The draw consists of three rounds, with the winner of each round directly receiving a bed.

The losers will then be drawn against each other.

The player who receives a bye will directly enter the loser's bracket and wait for the next round of draws.

Until the last bed was decided.

The competition format is very simple.

There are two tables, and an item is placed on each table.

Contestants need to use a levitation spell to make their tables float and then use those tables to bump into their opponents' tables, causing the items on those tables to fall off.

It's basically a high-end version of the wok-flipping game.

Considering that Harry and Ron are older students, when fighting younger students, they should let their opponents attack three times first before they can retaliate.

Sirius Black is the real boss; he only gives Harry Ron three moves when facing him, and five moves when facing John and his group.

There are no Muggles around here, so they can cast spells without any worries.

The draw results were quickly announced, and John received a bye in the first round, directly entering the loser's bracket and missing out on the first round of the bed competition.

The first match is Sirius Black versus Harry, a duel between godfather and godson.

"Ready, go!"

Titus gave the order.

Harry and Sirius used the Levitation Charm at the same time to make the table fly.

The onlookers started chanting, "Bump him! Bump him!"

Harry failed to take down Sirius on his first three attempts, and the recoil caused the items on his table to wobble precariously.

However, Harry was very skilled with the Levitation Charm, and after a couple of tumbles, he regained his balance.

The two went back and forth, repeatedly banging the table against each other, much to the amusement of the onlookers.

Hermione shook her head speechlessly at the boys' expressions.

She has several beds in her girls' room; if needed, you can just move any one over.

But she didn't say anything in the end, and seeing how happy they were having, she simply decided to leave it at that.

Suddenly Sirius increased the power of the spell, and the table lurched forward with a loud crash. Harry's table corner was sent flying high into the air, and the items on the table were instantly sent flying and landed on the grass.

"Hahaha! You're still a long way off, James!"

Upon seeing that he had it, Sirius immediately burst into triumphant laughter, but instead of calling out Harry's name, he called out his father's name.

He was clearly engrossed in his duel with Harry, subconsciously treating Harry as his old friend.

Harry heard the address and was momentarily stunned.

Sirius also came to his senses and realized that the person in front of him was his old friend's child, not James.

But after exchanging a glance, smiles appeared on their lips.

"Winner, Sirius!! Next match begins!"

The atmosphere group didn't pay attention to their situation; they only saw Harry lose and immediately started shouting.

Next came Ron's match against Titus, which Titus lost.

Ryan lost to Ethan.

The second round of drawing lots will begin soon.

"Wait, how come I've been relegated to the loser's bracket again?"

John looked at the slip of paper in his hand and made a somewhat surprised comment.

Hermione chuckled softly.

"Isn't this good? It allows us to conserve our energy."

You know what, it's true.

John shrugged and could only watch from the sidelines once again.

The second round of competition became even more intense, with Ron facing off against Harry, and Ron narrowly winning.

Titus lost to Ryan.

The third round of drawing lots.

John got a bye again, and he didn't even want to complain anymore.

Harry faced Titus, and perhaps he underestimated his opponent. In the three attacks that Titus launched first, Harry failed to defend against any of them and lost again.

Titus won the bed and jumped up excitedly.

"Looks like it's just us left, John."

Harry smiled as he watched Titus bouncing around, then looked at John without a trace of disappointment at losing.

"You didn't do this on purpose, did you?"

John stared at Harry with some suspicion.

"I didn't. A sacred duel cannot be taken lightly. I just didn't expect his attack to be so fierce all of a sudden."

Harry shrugged, still smiling.

"Alright, let's have a competition."

John smiled too, finally getting a chance to play, and against Harry, no less.

"Senior, there's no need to go easy on me, let's get started."

"Okay, you said it."

John forfeited his three chances to attack first, opting for a fair duel with Harry.

Harry knew that John was different from the younger students, so he didn't let his guard down.

"Ready, go!"

boom! !

As soon as the command to duel was given, John's table slammed open like a locomotive.

It was so fast that Harry didn't even have time to react.

Harry's table was violently flipped away, but John's table also lost control due to the force of the impact, and both tables flew off together.

The items on the table fell to the ground one after another.

"...Uh...Let me think...it seems like...John's item landed first, so Harry wins!!"

The onlookers were stunned because it happened so fast.

After a moment's hesitation, Titus finally confirmed the result and shouted loudly.

John, who had just executed a series of actions with the ferocity of a tiger, scratched his head.

This was somewhat different from what he had expected.

He and Professor Flitwick often used the Levitation Charm for object manipulation training, and then conducted collision tests to see whose Levitation Charm was more stable and stronger.

He thought Harry could catch his impact like Professor Flitwick, and he rammed into him with all his might.

Unexpectedly, Harry's table was overturned, and his own table also overturned due to the force of the impact.

Is this some kind of tactic? Using minimal force to deflect a great attack? Using the opponent's strength against them?

Harry, on the other side, was even more confused.

What just happened?

A huge table was shoved right in front of me with a bang, leaving me no time to react.

He thought he had lost again, but he actually won, though he didn't feel like he had won at all.

Most importantly, John actually has such a strong ability to control objects.

Both of them were currently imagining whether the other's strength exceeded their expectations.

"Well, it seems the ending has been revealed."

"John, you won't have a bed to sleep in tonight."

At that moment, Sirius walked up, patted John on the shoulder, and grinned mischievously.

John shrugged helplessly and accepted the outcome.