The screen appeared silently,
And the moment it appeared, Zhang Dong could clearly sense that both Dumbledore and Quirrell tensed up unconsciously.
Quirrell especially, although he was looking in the direction of the screen, his eyes were constantly darting around as if searching for something.
As for the others, including Professor Flitwick and the rest of the teachers, they were all watching the upcoming video with great interest, their faces full of anticipation.
The screen began:
［A team of wizards wearing orange-red robes walked towards the pitch on a green, grassy field. Among them, Harry, who was noticeably shorter and carrying a beautiful Firebolt Two Thousand, stood out.］
"This is! Tomorrow's Quidditch match!" Wood exclaimed.
Good heavens, they hadn't even started the match yet, and you're already revealing tomorrow's results?
After several previous predictions, everyone had a high level of trust in the screen. So, instantly, everyone became tense.
［Standing in the waiting area, Wood looked at Harry beside him and said comfortingly: "Harry, how are you? Scared?"］
"A little." Harry instinctively swallowed a mouthful of saliva.
"It's okay, I felt the same way my first time."
"What happened then?"
"Well... I can't remember. I got hit by a Bludger as soon as I entered the field, and then I was in the hospital for a week."］
Harry....
Thanks for the comfort, Wood!
Wood on the side was also instantly embarrassed. Okay, he had to admit, he wasn't really good at comforting people.
However, he still went over and patted Harry on the shoulder, then said:
"Don't be nervous, Harry, we're the best Quidditch team in history, we'll win!"
Listening to Wood's encouragement, Harry nodded, feeling much more comfortable.
［The back gate opened, and one by one, young wizards flew directly onto the competition field on their flying broomsticks, especially the Weasley twins. They even circled around the Slytherin banner twice, a gesture of defiance usually performed by knights during duels in the history of Great Britain.］
This gesture clearly ignited the atmosphere of the competition. Instantly, both the Gryffindor and Slytherin camps began to shout.
Harry even saw that in the Gryffindor camp, Ron and Zhang Dong were holding up a crude banner with four words written on it:
"Potter Will Win!"
Looking at these four words, Harry suddenly felt a little dazed. He seemed to see his father on the former competition field, full of vigor and confidence just like now.
"Go Potter!"
In the dining hall, someone couldn't help but shout these words. The sound echoed in the empty hall. Perhaps feeling a little embarrassed, the head that made the sound shrank back, then dared not speak again.
However, in the next second
"Go Potter!"
"Gryffindor Will Win!!"
"Beat those damn snakes!"
In an instant, the entire dining hall transformed into a Quidditch competition field. All the little Gryffindors on the Gryffindor dining table began to shout at the top of their lungs.
Whether it's the real competition or watching the video, they would treat it like a real game, cheering for their classmates! Just like how muggles watch the World Cup broadcast.
Zhang Dong also felt that he would be suspicious if he didn't appear in the video, so he specially edited himself in using editing software.
However, they were watching a live broadcast or recording, while they were watching a pre-broadcast??
As if stimulated by the cheers of the little lions, the usually elegant little snakes also began to shout!
"Slytherin Will Win!"
"Slytherin is the King of Quidditch!"
"How dare Gryffindor, who hasn't won in seven years, challenge us!"
Neither side would give in. If it weren't for the Ravenclaw table in between them, they would have probably started fighting.
"Zhang Dong, help."
Ron, Neville, and Seamus ran directly to Zhang Dong's side. They originally wanted to use a bed sheet as a banner for Harry tomorrow, but now it was too late.
"Alright, don't blame me if we get points deducted." Zhang Dong helplessly took out his wand and pointed it at Ron's plate.
Transformation Magic!
In an instant, the small plate transformed into a large banner! With exactly four words written on it!
"Potter Will Win!!"
Seeing the banner being pulled up, the Gryffindors who had realized what was happening also immediately took out their wands.
In the next second, some high-year students with intermediate transformation magic skills directly transformed their forks and knives into orange-red flags. The entire Gryffindor turned into a sea of orange-red.
The Slytherins were also the same, waving small green and white flags and confronting Gryffindor, but unfortunately, there was clearly no one in Slytherin with advanced transformation magic, and Zhang Dong's giant banner directly defeated them all.
"This is!!" Harry looked at this scene in shock. At this moment, he was suddenly moved to tears.
He, an orphan since childhood, had finally found a sense of home.
In the middle of the Slytherin and Gryffindor, Zhang Qiu, who had become the Seeker for Ravenclaw, looked at the huge banner with bright eyes.
"My brother is a transformation genius! No! When I go on the field, I must have him make a banner like this for me!"
And in the stands, Professor McGonagall couldn't help but secretly clap her hands under the table.
"Excellent transformation! If this were in class, I would definitely give Zhang Dong ten points!"
Two plate-sized plates transforming into a banner several meters long, this kind of transformation magic was definitely at an advanced level.
Professor McGonagall wouldn't have guessed that Zhang Dong's transformation magic had reached the ultimate level at this moment, and he had even become an Animagus!
［"Both teams are in place, Madam Hooch, the head referee, has arrived on the field. The match is about to begin!"］
As the announcer's voice sounded, Madam Hooch arrived on the field and looked at both teams, saying:
"I hope you play with style and skill."
After speaking, Madam Hooch kicked open the box containing the Bludgers and the Golden Snitch!
This action officially declared! The match begins!］