Hogwarts players never admit defeat

It was soon noon.

Cheng Zhenle also gradually accepted the reality while lying down.

If life deceives you, don't be sad or impatient, because life will go on.

After eating the lunch brought by the house elf, he sat on the edge of the bed and looked out the window at the blue sky in boredom.

"Leo, are you okay?"

A familiar voice sounded. Cheng Zhenle turned around and saw round heads peeking out from behind the curtain. It must be said that his roommates all had quite round heads.

Ross, the owner of the black curly head who was at the bottom and the first to poke his head over, asked tentatively.

Looking at the roommates winking at each other, the curvature of the corners of Cheng Zhenle's mouth gradually changed.

"You? What are you doing?" he asked.

Before the owner of this row of heads could reply, two familiar voices came from the window.

"They are probably afraid that you will be embarrassed to go to the afternoon class."

"In fact, because yesterday you were carried from the dormitory to the infirmary using a levitating spell."

The red-haired Weasley twins were leaning against the window.

Seeing them, Cheng Zhenle's roommates opened the curtain and walked in, pretending that nothing happened just now.

Daniel, the thickest-skinned, was the first to speak: "Hey, George, Fred, are you guys coming to see Leo too?"

The red-haired senior on the left, who didn't know whether he was George or Fred, replied with a smile: "Of course - no, we are here to borrow some interesting things from Madam Pomfrey."

"Something interesting?"

The red-haired Weasley on the right blinked and put a finger to his mouth: "Shh, this is a secret."

His brother put his arm around his shoulders and added with a smile: "Trade secrets."

Looking at this harmonious atmosphere, Cheng Zhenle suddenly felt as if he had overlooked something.He began to think about it carefully, and then it dawned on him.

"...In other words, I floated to the infirmary last night?" He was a little unbelievable.

The roommates all nodded, and Daniel nodded while replying: "Yes, almost all the Gryffindors who were awake worked together to send you here with the levitation spell.

I feel like I'm becoming more proficient in using the levitation spell. "

Rose silently added: "And the white pajamas you wore yesterday shocked Madam Pomfrey when they floated over."

Social life, proper social life.

That scene is really weird when I think about it.

The joy of becoming true is speechless, the joy of becoming true is silence.

Suddenly he discovered a blind spot, "This is wrong. Aren't you all casting levitating spells on the side? Then Madam Pomfrey will see you, so won't she be scared?"

Under his gaze, Daniel silently turned his head to the right to look at Ryder, who had not spoken much since he came in.

Cheng Zhenle also looked at Ryder.

Ryder scratched his face under everyone's gaze, and said with some embarrassment: "That's me. When I was doing the last section with the seniors yesterday, I accidentally used too much force and almost threw you directly to Madam Pomfrey. On the face.”

After that, he added: "Mrs. Pomfrey said that I had a sudden burst of magic power and prescribed a potion for me. It's so hard to drink. Professor McGonagall even praised us and gave Gryffindor points." .”

Chengzhenle: "..."

So he was the only one who was hurt, right?

But fortunately, this is a game, it’s a game, and it doesn’t matter if you die or die in the game.

The person who died was a foreign kid, Leo Smith. What does it have to do with his success?

The well-adapted Cheng Zhenle successfully convinced himself once again. He breathed a sigh of relief and silently pulled the quilt, trying to continue to draw strength from the quilt.

"Leo, I have to remind you." Daniel looked at Cheng Zhenle's movements and took a step forward as a reminder, "Professor McGonagall only gave you leave for the Transfiguration class in the morning, and asked you to go to her to make up for it later. , you don’t have a leave note for this afternoon’s Potions class.”

"So?" Cheng Zhenle asked.

"We have brought your textbooks to you. Let's go! Let's grab a seat farther away from Harry!" Daniel said firmly, clenching his fists.

If Harry were there, I think he would not hesitate to say to Daniel: "You fake fan!"