The Rise of the Muggles at Hogwarts

"He's right!"

Anthony used his feet to paddle the ice skates transformed by the deformation technique, and slowly came to the front of the three little ones.

"Don't release magic behind me, I'm a coward and can't stand this kind of fright!"

"Cowardly? You?" Hermione held her body in front of her.He smiled sweetly, as if he had heard some joke.

Her face improved slightly.

Just now, she suddenly heard the sound of the Imperius Curse by the lake.

God knows how nervous she was when she heard the words 'soul out of body'.

It felt like my heart skipped a beat.

After seeing the Slytherin girl cast the Imperius Curse on Anthony, she felt strong indignation in her heart.

Holding the wand in her hand, she almost subconsciously released the petrification spell.

Then he ran over anxiously.

Gee!

Hermione's mood was written on her face.

On the ice, Anthony stretched out his left hand to support her, and the wand in his right hand was aimed at her feet.

After shaking slightly, Hermione seemed to have grown taller, and there were two more skates under her shoes.

He held her hand and said softly: "You must have played before, relax, I will lead you."

As he spoke, Anthony used his legs to strengthen his legs and led Hermione to start gliding on the lake.

At first, the little witch's movements were still very stiff. She couldn't let go of her hands and feet, and she grabbed his hand with all her might.

But Anthony didn't say anything.

Even if it’s your first time, you’ll be nervous. No matter how skilled you are in a sport like skating, in one sentence: fall a few times and you’ll know it.

The same applies to bicycles. If you break one, you can make sure you learn.

The same goes for learning to drive.

However, I would like to remind you to change driving schools frequently. After all, if a car is scrapped, the driving school will probably not dare to teach you again.

...

In the afternoon, the sun that had been hiding all morning finally jumped out.

The earth began to heat up, and although it was still cold, it was not as unbearably cold as in the morning.

There were gradually more and more little Hogwarts wizards on the lake. They were all gathered together in twos and threes, chatting about interesting things that had happened recently, or skating on the ice like Anthony and the others.

This sport doesn't seem to be popular among wizards, but that doesn't matter. Everyone is very enthusiastic about learning. From time to time, someone will fall on the lake, and some even bump into other people, and then that person will also be impacted. , knocking over another person, like dominoes, knocking down a large swath of wizards at once.

Slowly, Hermione relaxed. She was very smart, and mastering this kind of movement was a piece of cake for her.

But it was Harry who learned it first, perhaps because of his Quidditch talent. Harry never fell down at all. He stumbled a few steps on the skates and learned to skate, which perfectly explained what talent is. Extraordinary.

"Oh!"

The little wizard flew happily close to the ground.

Leaving scratches on the smooth lake surface.

Anthony curled his lips and looked at the screaming Harry and Hermione with a smile on his face.

Children, there is no contradiction. Going out and having fun once can solve 90.00% of your worries. Why can't these idiots understand such a simple truth?

Thinking about it, he also smiled and melted into it.

Several people were chasing and fighting on the ice like crazy.

It was not until it was getting late that Anthony and the others returned to the castle with the leaving crowd. (Hey! Where is Malfoy? Please save him!)

In the Gryffindor common room, the four of them seemed to be back to how they were before, everyone was smiling happily,

Hermione prepared a book "Quidditch Origins" for Harry.This is a particularly interesting book to read.

The next day, that is, Friday, after he finished his last training, he spent the whole day reading the book. From this book "Quidditch Origins", Harry learned that Quidditch originally There are seven hundred ways to commit a foul, and they all appeared in a World Cup game in [-].

Then an even more bizarre Quidditch story unfolded in front of Harry, and he managed to fall asleep while writing this slow and bizarre text.

When I opened my eyes again, it was already Saturday.

...

The weather is still cold in the morning, but the good news is that it will be a sunny day and it will not rain.Otherwise, if it rains in this weather, you will not freeze to death during the game. This is why Anthony vowed never to join the Quidditch team.

Everyone in the dormitory got up extremely early today. Not only Ron, but also Neville and Seamus also got up early and ran to the auditorium to save Harry's place.

The auditorium was filled with the enticing smell of grilled sausages, and everyone was looking forward to a wonderful Quidditch game and chatting happily.

"Eat a piece of bread!" Hermione coaxed, looking at Harry.

"I...I'm not very hungry!" Although Harry was in very good spirits with Anthony and Hermione's guidance, he was still a little nervous as the competition approached.

"Harry, you need to maintain strong physical strength." Seamus reminded: "The seeker is always the person the opponent focuses on guarding against."

Although everyone has never seen Harry train and doesn't know how he performed, the position of Seeker means that Harry will definitely receive Slytherin's special attention.

This is beyond doubt.

"Thank you, Seamus." Harry responded, then picked up the pumpkin porridge at hand and took a few sips.

It was eleven o'clock.

Almost all the teachers and students of the school came to the stands around the Quidditch pitch.Anthony and Hermione had already chosen their spots.

Located in the highest row of the stands.

Where has the best view?

Ron, Hermione, Anthony, Neville, Seamus and West Ham fan Dean alongside Hufflepuff's Justin.

They held a huge banner in their hands.

It says Potter will win.

Dean also drew a majestic Gryffindor lion on it, while Hermione cast a subtle magic on the banner, making the paint on the banner flicker with different colors.

"I...I'm a little nervous." Ron said stumblingly.

"Tch, you're worthless, it's not your competition, why are you nervous?" Anthony said ruthlessly.

"Hi!" Ron immediately turned around and retorted: "Harry is my best friend, I'm worried about him!"

"Ha ha!"

Anthony looked at Ron like he was a scumbag, and then imitated his tone and said, "Harry is my best friend."

"Abba, Abba, so none of us are!"

"Uh...no, I mean, you're all my best friends."

"Hmph! Weasley is trying to tread two boats. No need to explain, I understand, Ron Weasley."

"..." Ron.

Sure enough, he was no match for Anthony in terms of nonsense and rhetoric.

He was defeated within two rounds. After having a premonition that the situation would get darker and darker, Ron decisively chose to shut up.

"Oh my, it's getting to the point where it hurts, isn't it? I know it."

Anthony on the side sighed and finally showed his evil fangs and said: "Unless you dress up as a sweet girl, you will never be able to restore your image in my heart."

"What image?" Ron was confused. He looked at Anthony stupidly, with confusion in his eyes: "What sweet girl? What image do I have in your heart!"

"Can you explain it to me clearly?"