Hogwarts Pet Master

Monday was another sad day for the little lion in Gryffindor. Professor McGonagall in the Transfiguration class and Snape in the Potions class. The little lions disliked these two professors' classes because both professors were unsmiling.

Especially Snape, who always targets Gryffindor, and Kerry is the only one who dares to smile playfully in front of Snape. There was no way, he was very capable, and professors in various subjects would often give him extra points for his outstanding performance, so he was confident when facing Snape.

Now, as long as Kerry doesn't cause trouble in Potions class, Snape completely allows him to let himself go, and he will not be punished even if he refines potions that have nothing to do with class.

At lunchtime, Harry and Ron were both lying glumly on the long table. The two of them were trained badly in the Transfiguration class, but as a friend, Kerry was always praised.

"Why is it that Kerry has such a good time in every class, but we have to be trained so miserably?" Ron looked at the ceiling and said angrily, "It's an unfair fate."

"Are you jealous of me?" Kerry asked with a smile, "You shouldn't have this kind of thinking. It's not what I thought of being too good. It's because my mother made me like this, and there's nothing I can do about it."

"Why don't we strangle you to death, so that your presence will highlight how bad we are." Harry's eyes showed a fierce look, and he made a move to pounce on Kerry.

"Boom"

Suddenly there was an explosion, and following the sound, it was Seamo again. At this time, he turned into a gray-faced afro again.

"The blaster exploded again." Fred's laughter came.

"What did he do again?" Ron asked speechlessly.

"Just now we encouraged him to practice the magic spell to see if his title of explosive genius was worthy of his name, and then he exploded, haha," George explained.

"You are so mean. Percy will scold you again if he finds out." Hermione said.

Kerry expertly used the Cleansing and Repairing Charms on Seamus.

"Thank you." Seamus also said thank you to Kerry habitually.

"Seamus, you need to learn the cleaning spell and the repairing spell quickly," Kerry said. "If we weren't here, your afro would be a joke."

"But what I just used was a cleaning spell."

"Pretend I didn't say anything." Kerry smiled awkwardly.

"Cuckoo"

The owls crowded into the great dining room as usual. A large package carried by more than 10 owls and a slender package carried by 6 owls attracted everyone's attention.

The owl transporting the two packages circled around Gryffindor's position for several times, and then the owl transporting the large package slowly landed behind Kerry, and the slender package hit directly in front of Harry. This is the difference between VIPs and ordinary people.

The owl that delivered the letter to Kerry would get lizard jerky, while the owl that delivered the letter to Harry would leave immediately after throwing away the items. After all, Harry had nothing to eat. Then Hedwig came, bringing with her a letter, which she dropped on top of Harry's package.

"Oh Kerry, Harry, what did you buy? Why is the package so big?" Ron was surprised.

"These are some food and entertainment things I asked my family to send over," Kerry said.

Harry didn't respond to Ron, who was also surprised that he hadn't bought anything. First he tore the letter open.

Do not open packages on the table. It contains your new broomstick Nimbus 2000. I don't want everyone to know you have a new broom in case they all want it.

Professor McGonagall

Harry couldn't hide his inner joy as he handed the text message to Ron and the others.

"Nimbus 2000" Ron sighed with envy, "I envy you so much."

Several friends were happy for Harry.

At this moment Seamus suddenly shouted, "Kerry, you received a howler letter."

They were all staring at Harry's package just now, and they didn't notice that there was a red letter sandwiched in the knot of Kerry's package.

George: "This is a letter that expresses the displeasure or anger of the sender. Kerry, you are finished."

Fred: "Take it apart quickly or it will roar louder and explode."

The twins were talking and laughing, as if they were worried that the world would not be in chaos.

"You are so naive, sending a shouting letter must be abusive," Kerry asked.

"Yes, who said that shouting letters are insults?"

The little wizards around were talking about it.

"My family usually sends howler letters because it's loud enough." Kerry said as he casually opened the letter.

As soon as the wax is removed, the envelope automatically rises into the air, forming the shape of a mouth.

"Kerry Black," an old but loud voice said, "Hahaha, he is indeed a child of our Black family. He became a Quidditch player in the first grade."

"Yeah, I just said it couldn't be a curse." Kerry shrugged.

Also, everyone was a bit dumbfounded that this roaring letter could be used to show off.

"Seeing that you have not brought shame on the family, Grandpa, I specially bought the latest broomstick Nimbus 2000 as a reward for you. I hope you can bring honor to the family." The voice continued, "By the way, you should pay homage in school. I have a lot of friends. Remember to bring them to our Black Manor during the holidays, hahaha."

After finishing speaking, the letter did not tear itself up like an ordinary rant letter, but folded back to the original appearance. It was obvious that this letter had been specially treated.

"Nimbus 2000"

This word caused a commotion, and the little wizards gathered around, their eyes glowing green like hungry wolves.

"calm down"

Kerry opened the package and took out a high-end box. When he opened it, a graceful and powerful broom lay inside.

"Wow"

There were bursts of exclamations.

Everyone has vanity, but children usually just want to show off and get approval from more people. At this time, Harry saw that Kerry's Nimbus 2000 had caused a sensation. He selectively forgot about Professor McGonagall's letter and directly tore open the package in front of him.

"Look, it's another Nimbus 2000," someone shouted.

"Wow"

Harry smiled happily, his desire to show off was greatly satisfied.

"Go to the big lawn and try it." The twins pulled the two of them.

Kerry found a place to put the package there temporarily, and then a large group of people walked noisily towards the big lawn.

In the hall, Malfoy looked at all this with displeasure, "The Nimbus only costs 2000. I will write to my father now and ask him to equip each of our entire team with one tomorrow."

On the lawn, Harry and Kerry were flying up and down in the sky. Nimbus 2000 is much better than the broomsticks tested before. They can easily turn in the required direction with just a little force.

After playing for a while, Kerry landed.

"Kerry, can you let us try it?" the little wizards asked eagerly.

"Yes, but it's only for today. One copper Knut flies for 5 minutes, and each person can only play once." Kerry responded with a smile.

"Oh Kerry, why do you charge for everything?" a little wizard complained.

“Because no one will cherish what you don’t pay for.”

After Hermione heard this sentence, she immediately opened her notebook and wrote it down. On this page was also recorded the sentence that Kerry said yesterday about ideals and salted fish issues.

After a while, Harry also followed Kerry's example and rented out the broom to others, but because they had classes in the afternoon, they were not able to let everyone try it once. Those who couldn't could only regret it.

At 7pm, Kerry and Harry arrived at Gryffindor's pitch.

At this moment, Wood was standing in the middle of the court, with a large wooden crate in front of him.

"Hey you guys are here" he greeted.

"Good evening, Captain Wood" Kerry and Harry said at the same time.

"Don't be so formal, just call me Wood." Wood waved his hand, "I watched you when you were flying at noon today. You two have very strong flight control skills. You will definitely be among the top in the academy."

"Excellent," said Kerry. Harry smiled shyly.

Wood opened the wooden box and found 4 balls of different sizes inside.

"Do you know the rules?" he said.

"understand"

"Okay, then I'll teach Harry. Kerry, you can move freely first." Wood said, "By the way, I ordered your three secret books, and I hope you can open a small stove for me later."

"Captain, aren't you the goalkeeper?"

"People must be aggressive. Although I am a goalkeeper, I have a heart to chase the ball," Wood said matter-of-factly.

"All right"

"These two are Bludgers." Wood said, pointing to the two shiny black balls tied with leather straps in the wooden box.

Harry watched the two balls struggling, feeling that if they let go of the leash, they would be in danger.

"Stand back." Wood reminded. He released a Bludger.

"biu" the black ball jumped up into the air.

Kerry happened to be passing by, and his vision was not good at night. He only saw a dark, round thing coming towards him. He kicked it decisively, and the Bludger flew back instantly, grazing Harry's face dangerously. The tip of his nose sank into the grass.

Harry was petrified: Mom, this thing is too dangerous, is it too late to quit now?

Wood quickly stuffed the ball back into the wooden box and tied it firmly with a belt.

"You see, the Bludgers are flying around, always trying to knock players off their broomsticks. So, there are two batters on each side. The Weasley brothers are our team's batters. They're going to protect our players from the Bludgers and hit the Bludgers at the other team."

""

"Can I ask how many young wizards the Bludger kills each year?" Harry asked shakily.

"It's just a broken jaw if you calm down. It's okay." Wood patted Harry on the shoulder.

"Just broke my jaw"

"Yes, you can also do what Kerry did and fight it away, but don't use your hands."

At this time, Kerry landed, "That's a bludger."

"Yes, you did a good job just now." Wood praised.

"Captain, if the light is not good at night, don't release those dangerous balls that are so dark. It will be troublesome if your hands and feet are broken." Kerry said.

"Broken hands and feet" This was really a sport of passion rather than a sport of self-mutilation. Harry was in pain inside, and he regretted coming to participate.