Legend of Unity-The wizarding world

Chapter 23

It looked like, the end of Ron and Hermione's friendship. Each was so angry with the other that Harry couldn't see how they'd ever make up. Ron was enraged that Hermione had never taken Crookshanks's attempts to eat Scabbers seriously, hadn't bothered to keep a close enough watch on him, and was still trying to pretend that Crookshanks was innocent by suggesting that Ron look for Scabbers under all the boys beds. Harry pointed out that all evidence pointing to Crookshanks and Hermione lost her cool and yelled at him that 'All is my fault at first firebolt now Scabbers' and ranaway crying. After that she stopped talking with both of them, even in their mornings trainings she is practicing with Neville. Percy saw the distance but didn't comment.

Ron had taken the loss of his rat very hard indeed. "Come on, Ron, you were always saying how boring Scabbers was" saidFred bracingly. "And he's been off-color for ages, he was wasting away. It was probably better for him to snuff it quickly — one swallow — he probably didn’t feel a thing." "Fred!" said Ginny indignantly. All he did was eat and sleep, Ron, you said it yourself" said George. "He bit Goyle for us once!" Ron said miserably. "Remember, Harry?" "Yeah, that’s true" said Harry. His finest hour" said Fred, unable to keep a straight face. "Let the scar on Goyle's finger stand as a lasting tribute to his memory. Oh, come on, Ron, get yourself down to Hogsmeade and buy a new rat, what’s the point of moaning?"

In a last-ditch attempt to cheer Ron up, Harry persuaded him to come along to the Gryffindor team's final practice before the Ravenclaw match, so that he could have a ride on the Firebolt after they'd finished. This did seem to take Ron's mind off Scabbers for a moment "Great! Can I try and shoot a few goals on it?" so they set off for the Quidditch field together.

Madam Hooch, who was still overseeing Gryffindor practices to keep an eye on Harry, was just as impressed with the Firebolt as everyone else had been. She took it in her hands before takeoff and gave them the benefit of her professional opinion. "Look at the balance on it! If the Nimbus series has a fault, it's a slight list to the tail end — you often find they develop a drag after a few years. They've updated the handle too, a bit slimmer than the Cleansweeps, reminds me of the old Silver Arrows — a pity they've stopped making them. I learned to fly on one, and a very fine old broom it was too. . . ." She continued in this vein for some time, until Wood said, "Er — Madam Hooch? Is it okay if Harry has the Firebolt back? We need to practice. . . ." "Oh — right — here you are, then, Potter" said Madam Hooch. "I'll sit over here with Weasley. . . ." She and Ron left the field to sit in the stadium, and the Gryffindor team gathered around Wood for his final instructions for tomorrow’s match. "Harry, I've just found out who Ravenclaw is playing as Seeker. It's Cho Chang. She's a fourth year, and she's pretty good. . . . I really hoped she wouldn't be fit, she's had some problems with injuries. . . . But they've Percy and we already saw Ravenclaw can win even though other seeker caught the snitch." Wood scowled his displeasure about Ravenclaw last win against Slytherin then said, "Okay, everyone, let's go —" And at long last, Harry mounted his Firebolt, and kicked off from the ground.

It was better than he'd ever dreamed. The Firebolt turned with the lightest touch; it seemed to obey his thoughts rather than his grip; it sped across the field at such speed that the stadium turned into a green-and-gray blur; Harry turned it so sharply that Alicia Spinnet screamed, then he went into a perfectly controlled dive, brushing the grassy field with his toes before rising thirty, forty, fifty feet into the air again — "Harry, I'm letting the Snitch out!" Wood called.

Harry turned and raced a Bludger toward the goalposts; he outstripped it easily, saw the Snitch dart out from behind Wood, and within ten seconds had caught it tightly in his hand. The team cheered madly.

After 1hr of practice team landed on the ground "I can't see what's going to stop us  in the match this coming week!" said Wood. "Not unless —Harry, you've sorted out your dementor problem, haven't you?" "Yeah" said Harry, thinking of his feeble Patronus and wishing it were stronger. "The dementors won't turn up again, Oliver. Dumbledore'd go ballistic" said Fred confidently. "Well, let's hope not" said Wood. "Anyway — good work, everyone Girls practice hard we have one week and make sure quaffle wouldn't fall in Percy's hand in the match. Let's get back to the tower . . . turn in early —" "I'm staying out for a bit; Ron wants a go on the Firebolt" Harry told Wood, and while the rest of the team headed off to the locker rooms, Harry strode over to Ron.