HP Magic Biography

In fact, on the morning of the Quidditch match with Hufflepuff, Harry, Van Lin and Hermione went to the school hospital to see Ron before going to the pitch.

Ron looked very anxious; he was the Hogwarts Keeper, and he couldn't be on the Quidditch field, the hell, and worse, it was McLaggen who replaced him, which was a big deal for him. Ron's threat is too great.

According to the request, Madam Pomfrey did not allow him to watch the game at all. She felt that it would make him overexcited. Even though Fan Lin felt that Ron was as strong as a monkey now, in fact, the intrusion of the toxin still made Ron feel uncomfortable. The body is a little short.

So, how's McLaggen doing? Ron asked Harry nervously. In a short period of time, Ron had repeated this question countless times.

I told you, said Harry patiently, that even if he were a world-class Quidditch keeper, I wouldn't keep him on the team. He's been trying to tell everyone what to do, and he feels Played better than us in every position. Can't wait to get rid of him. \u00261t;i\u003e\u00261t;/i\u003e

Speaking of getting rid of people, added Harry, already standing up with Firebolt in hand, can you stop pretending to be asleep when Lavender comes to see you? She's driving me crazy, too.

It's just a... Ron looked a little embarrassed. Facing Lavender, Ron couldn't find a good way to face it.

Maybe it's because he calmed down after the accident?

There will always be a time when dry wood and raging fire are extinguished, but only at this speed.

About Lavender. Hermione cleared her throat. So, what do you think Ron, you don't plan to continue dating Lavender?

Hearing this, everyone turned their attention to Ron.

I... I didn't,

I just... Ron hesitated, Don't you think she's a little too clingy? \u00261t;i\u003e\u00261t;/i\u003e

Yes. Fan Lin nodded. Most of the time, seeing Ron and Lavender gnawing together is really unacceptable. Take a look at Ginny and Dean. , or other couples at Hogwarts...

Huh? Hermione raised her voice, which startled Fan Lin.

I... did I say the wrong thing?

No. Hermione rolled her eyes, It's just that I don't like this method very much, but, Ron...

Hermione looked at Ron seriously, You have to think clearly...

Oh, please, my head hurts a little, it looks like I have to rest for a while. Ron covered his head, I'm sorry I can't cheer Harry on the spot, but with the two of you here...

Oh, leave him alone. Harry shook his head, feeling that his days of being entangled by Lavender would be prolonged for a long time. He is very busy now...\u00261t;i\u003e\u00261t;/i\u003e

let's go.

Okay. Well, good luck. Hope you guys give Michaela a hard time—I mean, Smith.

I'll try, said Harry, lifting his broomstick. See you after the game.

The three hurried through the deserted corridors; the whole school was mobilized, either already sitting in the stands of the stadium or on their way there. He was looking out the window as he walked, trying to gauge how windy it was going to be, when a noise ahead made Harry look back, and Harry saw Malfoy walking towards him, accompanied by two girls, They both looked very angry.

Malfoy stopped when he saw Harry, and then he smiled dryly and walked on.

Where are you going? Harry asked.

Yeah, I really wanted to tell you, because it's about you, Potter, Malfoy sneered. You'd better hurry up, they're waiting for the captain of the man--the boy who shows his talents--what they call you these days.\u00261t;i\u003e\u00261t;/i\u003e

One of the girls forced a smirk. Harry stared at her. She blushed instantly. Malfoy pushed past Harry, and the girl and her friend trotted after him before disappearing around a corner.

Harry's feet stood there as if rooted, watching them disappear. It was infuriating; he'd been late for the game, and he'd run into a sneaky Malfoy when the whole school was gone: Harry's best chance to find out what Malfoy was up to.

Time passed silently, Harry stood there blankly, staring at the place where Malfoy disappeared...

Where have you been? Ginny demanded as Harry galloped into the dressing room. The whole team had changed; the two hitters, Cooter and Pix, were pounding their legs nervously with their bats.

I met Malfoy, Harry whispered to her as he put on his scarlet ball robe. \u00261t;i\u003e\u00261t;/i\u003e

Then what?

Then I wondered why he was in the castle with a couple of girlfriends when everyone else was here...

Is this important at this moment?

Well, I'm unlikely to find out, am I? Harry grabbed the Firebolt and adjusted his glasses. Let's go! Without saying anything more, he strode onto the field to meet the deafening cheers and boos. There is almost no wind; there are patches of white clouds in the sky; from time to time there are dazzling sunlight.

What a tricky situation! McLaggen kept encouraging the team from behind. Coot, Pixar, you two fly to the sunny side so they can't see you coming, you two can give 'em a slap in the head—

I'm the captain, McLaggen, stop giving orders to them, Harry said angrily, whether it was Lavender or McLaggen, in short, in Harry's eyes, each one was better than the other. Trouble. \u00261t;i\u003e\u00261t;/i\u003e

Now, please go to your goal and stay there!

After McLaggen walked away, Harry turned to Coot and Pixar. Make sure you stay out of the sun, I mean... oh, give it a good swing, Harry told them both reluctantly.

He had lost his patience with both McLaggen and Quidditch, Harry swears, this was definitely the moment he was least interested in Quidditch ever...

Now Harry's mind is full of memories of the scene about Malfoy just now...

Malfoy... brought two young ladies whom he didn't know... oh, they were girls, and wandered around the castle secretly...

Everyone from Hogwarts is here, except for Ron, almost everyone from every house is here.

So, Malfoy stayed in the castle, and Harry couldn't think of any reason to explain Malfoy's behavior other than sabotage. \u00261t;i\u003e\u00261t;/i\u003e

Harry shook hands with Hufflepuff's captain helplessly, and with Mrs. Hodge's whistle, the game began. He rose above his teammates and galloped around the field to search for the Snitch.

If he caught it early enough, he'd still have a chance to go back to the castle with the Marauder's Map and find out what Malfoy was up to...

It's Hufflepuff's Smith with the Quaffle, a tranced voice echoed across the field. Of course he commented last time, and Ginny Weasley bumped into him, and I think it was probably on purpose - it looked like that, but there's nothing wrong with that. Smith vs. Gryffindor Pretty rude, I guess he regrets it now because he's playing them - oh look, he dropped the Quaffle, Ginny took it from him, I really like her, she's very nice good……

Harry stared down at the commentary booth. \u00261t;i\u003e\u00261t;/i\u003e

This ethereal sound is like...how should I put it, the voice of an indescribable patient, like an oriole?

This is indeed very crisp and nice to hear, but, appearing in the commentary seat...

No one in their right mind would let Luna Lovegood call the game, would they?

But even at the top he could clearly make out Luna's long, somewhat dirty gold, and the necklace made of butterbeer corks...

Professor McGonagall next to Luna looked a little uncomfortable, as if reconsidering the appointment.

Maybe it's really impossible to find anyone, but Luna's grades are still very attractive in the eyes of the professors, but maybe the nerves are a little too jumpy.

...but now the big Hufflepuff snatched the Quaffle from her, I don't remember his name, it's like Bib - no, it's Baggins -\u00261t;i\u003e\u00261t ;/i\u003e

It's Cadolade! Professor McGonagall said loudly next to Luna's black face. Through the loudspeaker, everyone could clearly hear Professor McGonagall's voice full of anger and helplessness.

The audience burst into laughter.

Harry also laughed out loud, which made him feel better. He probably scanned around, but to his disappointment, he couldn't find where Fan Lin and Hermione were.

Obviously, though, Harry didn't have time to say hello to them.

Harry looked carefully for the Snitch; but he hadn't found any sign of it yet. After a while, Cudolade scored.

It was unexpected, but McLaggen had been yelling at Ginny for losing the Quaffle, and hadn't noticed the big red ball grazing his right ear and flying into the goal.

This made Harry feel a little bad, or in other words, Harry always had a bad temper when it came to McLaggen. \u00261t;i\u003e\u00261t;/i\u003e

So, McLaggen, can you leave the others alone and focus on doing what you have to do! Harry turned to his goalkeeper and shouted.

You didn't set an example either! McLaggen roared with a blushing face.

Harry Potter was arguing with his keeper, Luna said quietly, as if she and Harry were not friends, which made Harry miss Jordan a bit, which was a bit embarrassing.

Team captain and goalkeeper arguing on the pitch?

I have to admit that Luna is very good at grasping the key points. Of course, Luna didn't notice the Quaffle that Hufflepuff scored before.

Meanwhile the Hufflepuff and Slytherin crowd below burst into cheers and jeers.

I don't think that will help him find the Snitch, but maybe it's a good idea... Luna said loudly, her ethereal voice echoing throughout the Quidditch field. \u00261t;i\u003e\u00261t;/i\u003e

However, Harry didn't expect Luna to help him get anything back, it was a stain on his career...

Cursing angrily, Harry returned to the pitch, scanning the air for the little golden winged ball.

Meanwhile, Ginny and Demelza each scored a goal, giving the red and gold crowd below something to cheer. Then Cudolad scored another goal to equalize the score, and the scene entered a heated stage.

But in fact, Luna still didn't seem to notice the score. At least from the beginning of the explanation, Luna didn't say any stories about the score; Uncharacteristically indifferent, she is relentlessly trying to draw the viewer's attention to something like a grotesque cloud, while speculating about Zacharias Smith - who so far hasn't taken the Quaffle cover. Spend a minute in your arms—is there some kind of failure syndrome. \u00261t;i\u003e\u00261t;/i\u003e

I have to admit that it was a joy to have Luna explain Quidditch. Luna is very talented in this area, for example, jumping nerves?

Anyway, in Fan Lin's opinion, Luna is enough to give Professor McGonagall face.

The shape of Hogwarts Castle is more attractive to Luna than Quidditch.

I just paralyze wherever I go, I love your shape...

Seventy to forty, Hufflepuff is leading! Professor McGonagall shouted into Luna's loudspeaker unbearably.

Oh, really, already? Luna was very surprised by this, and continued to respond vaguely in her own way.

Oh, this cloud, it looks like... I mean, look! The Gryffindor keeper grabbed the batsman's bat. Luna finally found out what was so bright about the game. The place. \u00261t;i\u003e\u00261t;/i\u003e

Looks like Gryffindor's pre-match preparations aren't quite up to scratch...their keeper...what's his name is McMeegan or something...he seems to be planning a live demonstration.

Harry turned sharply in mid-air.

Sure enough, McLaggen somehow grabbed Pixar's bat, as if to show him how to hit the Bludger to the oncoming Cudolade.

Can you give him back the bat and go back to the goal! Harry rushed towards McLaggen furiously. If possible, Harry felt that putting Fan Lin here would be better than McLaggen's performance. Much better, at least Fan Lin won't make gestures.

This should be the last game of McLaggen's Gryffindor team career.

And at this point McLaggen hit the Bludger viciously, but missed the target. \u00261t;i\u003e\u00261t;/i\u003e

Darkness, dizzying pain...a flash...a distant scream...a feeling of falling down a long tunnel...

What happened outside? Hermione stopped suddenly, and the sound of the Quidditch field in the distance became noisy, as if something terrible had happened.

Uh... It seems to be Harry... Fan Lin was a little uncertain, He was hit by McLaggen's Bludger.

What? McLaggen? Hermione was a little uncertain, Isn't he the goalkeeper? Bludger or something...

Oh, leave him alone. With Professor McGonagall around, nothing can happen to Harry. Fan Lin shook his head. Apart from sympathizing with Harry's tragic experience, Fan Lin had no fluctuations in his heart, even I still want to laugh...

In fact, since Fan Lin won Harry once in Quidditch (using magic to cheat...) since he was in the first grade, he hadn't gotten any advantage from Harry at all.

In Harry's words, without magic, you really suck at flying...

The point is, riding a stick, and not being comfortable…

Well, this is indeed looking for a reason. It must be admitted that in Quidditch, Harry perfectly inherited James Potter's talent, or Tom himself is also a good player...

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