Hogwarts wizard nemesis

Leon and Dylan actually didn't quite understand the knowledge Joey talked about, because it was too illusory for real life.

And Rosta was even more confused.

"Forget it, let's not talk about it." Joey shook her head. She changed the topic and looked at Leon and said, "By the way, Leon, our classmate, Bosselen, how is he?"

As the words gradually fell, Dylan and Rosta also looked at Leon. After a while, he slowly said: "He was just in a trance. He is recovering well now, but since Toby took over his body, he has I can’t remember anything that happened during that time.”

Speaking of Toby, what happened in the past few days couldn't help but come to mind, and everyone shuddered in unison.

"Now that I think about it, I'm really scared," Dylan murmured.

"yes".

Indeed, this series of events was too thrilling for them, who were only eleven years old.

At the same time, this also reminded Leon of what Grandpa Harry said to him when he left.

That was after visiting his dormitory. He still remembered the shocked looks on Demu and Jeff's faces. Although Dylan had seen Harry Potter, the look of admiration in his eyes was beyond words. When Grandpa Harry asked if he could talk to him alone, they filed out of the dormitory with smiles on their faces. Leon swore that these people had never been so obedient in the dormitory.

After a few seconds, Leon spoke first.

"Grandpa, are you leaving Hogwarts so soon?"

"Yes, Leon." Harry smiled. He looked at Leon and said. Leon's height reached his waist. He couldn't help but sigh with emotion. He thought that he didn't grow as fast as Leon when he was in school. Maybe it was because of Freud. Probably because of Uncle Farmer and Aunt Dursley, but they are gone now. May the couple be well in heaven.

"I'm sorry, I can't stay too long. There are still many things waiting for me to do in the Ministry of Magic." Harry said with a smile.

"Okay." Leon was a little frustrated.

Harry seemed to notice his little mood, patted him on the shoulder and said: "You are great, Leon, and you have also been selected into the Gryffindor Quidditch team. I am proud of you."

"You know everything." Leon was a little surprised.

"Of course, Professor McGonagall has told me," Harry said with a smile.

Leon's happy expression disappeared briefly, his face drooped slightly, and he said: "But I am just a goalkeeper, not a chaser. The chaser is Dylan."

At this time, Harry put both hands on Leon's shoulders and said seriously: "Kid, what does it matter? I believe in Professor McGonagall's choice. She may just think that so far, you are more suitable for a goalkeeper. Remember Stay, Leon, your height does not lie in others, but in yourself and your heart. Moreover, the Gryffindor Quidditch team is a whole, a team. To win, everyone is indispensable. of dedication and hard work”

Leon nodded in confusion.

"But you and dad are both Gryffindor's seekers and have won one honor after another for the school team, and I'm just a keeper."

Harry did not answer his question immediately, but just looked at Leon with a kind and understanding smile.

Leon took a sneak peek and found that Grandpa Harry in front of him, that legendary figure actually had some wrinkles on his face, which were traces of time, a pair of unusually deep emerald green pupils, a pair of very suitable round glasses, and a forehead There was a shallow lightning scar on it, that was Harry Potter, the Boy-Who-Lived and now the head Auror.

"No, no, no, that's not the most important thing, kid." Harry shook his head and said, "Everyone has their own responsibilities, just like your body."

Harry paused and looked at him meaningfully.

Leon didn't quite understand, he opened a pair of big beautiful green eyes: "My body"

"Yes, that's right, your body." Harry smiled, "Look, just like your eyes, what can they do?"

"It can see what's right in front of it."

"Yes, eyes are very important, they can see everything, but what about the nose?"

Leon thought for a moment and said, "It can smell everything."

"That's right, Leon, what about the ears?"

"Can hear everything."

"Yes." Harry nodded happily, "You see, every part of your body is important. They all perform their own duties, so that you can see the beauty around you, smell the aroma of food, and listen to the beautiful sounds. music.”

Leon nodded with some half-knowledge.

At the same time, Hedwig in the cage was cooing. The fat chicken with a round face stared at a pair of small brown eyes and shook its head from side to side, obviously welcoming Harry's arrival.

Harry turned his head, looked at Hedwig, and walked to the cage. With a smile on his lips, he teased it and said, "Hi, how are you doing lately, Hedwig."

Hedwig cooed twice more, as if in answer to Harry's question.

Look at it again, flapping its wings, its two little eyes narrowed tightly, as if smiling.

Leon has never seen this brown owl, which is fatter than an ordinary owl, so happy. When it is with him, it looks sad and depressed all day long, as if it has not been fed for three days.

"Lyon"

"I'm here." Leon took a step forward and walked to Harry.

Harry was still teasing Hedwig, and he said slowly: "I understand what you are thinking, Leon. I also had the same thoughts as you when I was in school at Hogwarts."

"I don't understand what you mean." Leon said doubtfully.

Harry smiled lightly, paused for a moment, and then said thoughtfully: "Leon, do you know what makes you sadder than the sadness of your good friends?"

What makes me sad is more than the sadness of my good friends

This question sounded really complicated. Leon thought hard and couldn't figure out the reason, so he shook his head.

Harry did not blame him. Of course, this was not a reason to blame. He said: "What makes you more sad than the sadness of a good friend is the success of a good friend."

Hearing this, Leon was a little moved. He was thinking carefully about these very philosophical words.

"This is human nature, Leon. Invisible competition is what good friends need to overcome. I think your disappointment is not only due to Professor McGonagall not allowing you to be a seeker and letting you be a goalkeeper. , more because she asked Dylan, your good friend, the boy with yellow hair, to be the seeker."

At this point, Leon felt that every word Grandpa Harry said touched his heart.

After a while, Leon said with some hesitation: "Grandpa Harry, listening to you, I feel that this is indeed the case. Not only you and dad brought the honor to the Potter family, but also Dylan, I My good friend became a seeker, but it was my vanity that was at work.”

"It's very good of you to realize that, Leon," Harry said.

"Well," Leon lowered his head and said a little lonely, "then I am really an incompetent friend."

"No, no, no." Harry shook his head and said with a smile, "On the contrary, Leon."

Leon raised his childish emerald eyes that revealed confusion, just like his grandfather Harry Potter.

"For example, I had a conflict with my best friend when I was in Hogwarts. It happened more than once, for some reasons, but in the end we reconciled. No matter what, Leon, what I want to tell you is Yes, true friendship will not be defeated by anything."

After listening to Grandpa Harry's words, Leon's long-suffering heart seemed to suddenly brighten up, and he somewhat understood the true meaning of friendship.

"I think I understand somewhat, thank you, Grandpa Harry." Leon said happily.

Harry nodded, "That's good."

"That's right." Leon said at this time, with a shrewd look in his eyes, and he suddenly asked: "Is the good friend you are talking about Uncle Ron?"

"Uh" Harry was speechless for a moment. After a few seconds, he smiled helplessly: "Why are you asking so many questions? I won't tell you."

"Hee hee" Leon also laughed. Harry shook his head and stroked his hair gently. Looking at the eleven-year-old boy in front of him, with jet black hair and green eyes, his grandson Leon Potter, he couldn't help but think of him when he saw him. When I saw my childhood, I suddenly felt filled with emotion.