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It would be better for Hermione to choose the spectator stand on the Quidditch pitch for Saturday's picnic. It happens that the Gryffindor Quidditch Academy team will be training that day. It seems that their training is not bad by the way?

When the two of them walked to the Quidditch pitch, they found that the Gryffindor house team, which was supposed to be training, was standing outside the field and arguing with the Slytherin house team. , the Slytherin team seems to have a familiar figure?

"Draco Malfoy? Why is he wearing the Quidditch team's clothes?" Hermione looked at them suspiciously.

"...This is the new Seeker of our team!" said the captain of the Slytherin house team, and shook the Nimbus 2001 in his hand as if showing off, "It was given to us by Draco's father Gift! How about it, like it, it’s much better than the broken wood in your hands, at least it won’t be dangling in the sky?”

Draco came out from behind his teammates, his chin still raised high, and he looked at Harry provocatively, "Potter, do you want to come and see who is better?"

"Damn Malfoy! What do you want to do? Don't think that buying a new broom is a big deal, Harry can fly much better than you even if he sweeps the seven stars!" Came out and stood in front of his brother, still holding the old almost broken wand in his hand.

"Well, Malfoy can't pursue Harry like this..." Hermione whispered to Eudora.

With just one sentence, the conflict over there intensified inexplicably. Little Red Hair raised his wand and waved it, a ray of light flashed, and he used a very successful spell. The curse that was attacking the opponent before was ejected from the crack where it was broken, and hit Xiaohongmao himself...

"Evil..." Xiao Hongmao covered his stomach, looking like he wanted to vomit, and with a "click", a disgusting slug was spit out from his mouth...

"..." Draco stared at this scene dumbfounded, and quickly raised his head to look at Harry nervously. After being glared at Harry fiercely, he clenched his broom innocently. He... he really just I just want to compare who can fly faster with Harry, what is it all about!Tsk, you don't need to use spells indiscriminately if you know your wand is broken, now it's all right, the slugs can't stop spitting...

Hermione, who was also stunned, hurriedly pulled Eudora over after realizing the reaction, and helped Harry lead the little red hair to Hagrid's place. They thought that Hagrid liked magical animals so much, so they should know what to do Let's solve the problem on Little Red Hair.

Eudora glanced at Draco who stayed there watching the few people hesitating to speak, curled her lips and followed Hermione's footsteps, although she was curious why they didn't send this guy who was spitting snot to The medical wing, but it’s better not to go if you can, because it’s not her who vomited~

Eudora, who was watching the whole process, was very aware of the audience. When she walked all the way, she had already taken out the small biscuits Hermione gave her. After the hut, Hagrid admitted that he had no good solution, so he could only pass him a bucket and let him finish vomiting.

Eudora didn't know if Newt would have a solution, but according to the old man, Newt went to a certain forest alone again, and there seemed to be some magical animals that needed to be rescued, so he couldn't stay idle. He took Tina with him... He couldn't get in touch for a while, so he could only hold the bucket until he spit it out... Fortunately, Little Red Hair's magic power is not very strong, otherwise he might spit it out Timeless?

"How did you guys get into a fight?" Hermione looked at Harry curiously.

"Uh, maybe it's because Malfoy is laughing at me?" Harry didn't really know, although he was there, but things were developing so fast that he didn't have time to react!

"Isn't this how he greets?" Hermione asked subconsciously, she remembered that Malfoy always looked like this every time he appeared, why is it that the little red hair is so hot this time?

"Oh, he's probably been making fun of Ron before, you know, about that Howler letter..." Harry scratched his head, making a reasonable guess.

As one of the parties involved, Xiao Hongmao no longer has the strength to speak, and rolled his eyes weakly. He wanted to say that he just suddenly wanted to teach that damned Malfoy a lesson, and the reason is really not as complicated as you think... Who knew that the broken wand would suddenly have such a problem, he didn't think about it, okay... Evil... Why haven't I finished vomiting...

"Soon." Eudora looked at the number of slugs in the bucket, and then at the size of the little red hair's stomach. It would take a few minutes to spit it out, at least there would be no more big slugs. Was spit out.

I'm so touched...it turns out that there are still people paying attention to him...Little Red Hair looked at the two friends who had already chatted with Hagrid angrily. They really didn't like classmates!It's not as good as this guy, who knows how to comfort himself and say that he is about to vomit.

Sure enough, after a few minutes, the little red hair gradually stopped. Although it was still belching non-stop and spit out small slugs occasionally, it was much better than when it first started.Just when Little Red thought they could go back to the castle and take a good rest, she met Professor McGonagall with a serious expression on the way into the castle. It seemed that she was coming towards them.

"The content of your punishment is out." Professor McGonagall walked in front of Harry and the little red hair, "Potter, you go to help Professor Lockhart write a reply tonight, as for you Weasley, go clean the medal display room, No magic of any kind, must be cleaned by hand."

"Professor, can I not write a reply? I'd rather clean the medal room!" Harry was so scared of Lockhart that he had no time to hide from him, and was forced to send him to his door!

"Obviously not, Potter, you have to go. Remember to arrive at your respective places of punishment at eight o'clock in the evening!" Professor McGonagall turned around and left after speaking, leaving the pair of suffering brothers and sisters speechless.

"I wish you good luck...good luck!" The little red hair patted Harry on the shoulder and looked at him helplessly.

"I wish you all good luck..." Hermione shrugged and took Eudora to the castle. The agreed picnic had to be cancelled. It is more important to go back for lunch at this time, Eudora should have Be hungry!

I heard that when Harry was in confinement, he heard strange voices in Lockhart's office, but Lockhart acted like he didn't hear anything from the beginning to the end. An auditory hallucination caused by sleepiness, but Harry, who didn't hear that voice again, slowly put it behind him.

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"You said you agreed to Sir Nicholas' death party?! On Halloween?" Hermione's voice sounded a bit sharp, but she looked a little excited?Or excited?

"Oh, yes, I heard it's the [-]th anniversary of his death." Harry said indifferently.

"How could anyone want to celebrate the day they died? Oh, well, no one, it's already a ghost..." Xiao Hongmao pouted, not very interested in the invitation.

"Let's go together! Sounds like fun!" Hermione looked at the two with great interest.

"Oh no, are you really Hermione? Could it be that person pretending to be it? Like Fred or George..." The little red-haired man let out a strange cry. In his opinion, Hermione It should be the person who is least likely to be enthusiastic about this kind of activity.

"Don't you think it's very interesting? The death party! It's the [-]th anniversary of the death, so rare!" Hermione expressed her interest in it.

"Hermione, you are so excited now, what if Eudora doesn't want to go?" Harry poured a bucket of cold water on her in time to cool down, "After all, the food of ghosts should not be suitable for us to eat? There is no place that can attract her..."

"..." It seems to be... Hermione twitched the corners of her mouth, but she didn't realize that she seemed to be happy too early?

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"No." After Hermione finished talking about the cause and effect with emotion, Udora refused without even raising her eyes.What's the point of attending a dead man's dinner party, not to mention all the ghosts, there is no food suitable for humans to eat, let alone a room full of ghosts, it must be gloomy everywhere...

"Go~ just stay with me, okay?" Hermione reached out and hugged Eudora's arm, and shook it gently, "Go, it's the [-]th anniversary of her death!"

"No." With an indifferent face.

"Then I'll go by myself..." Hermione let go with a disappointed expression.

"Oh."

"???" This decisive answer made Hermione stunned for a moment, why is it different from what was agreed? !Isn't it said that pretending to be pitiful can make the other party compromise? !Books that don't make sense, throw them away as soon as you go back!

"It's no use pretending to be pitiful. If you don't want to go, don't go." Eudora didn't want to give up the wonderful Halloween dinner just because of the death anniversary of a ghost she didn't know. She missed the dinner last year, and she will attend this year no matter what!

"...Oh..." Lost face.

"Are you really going?" Yudora's attitude seemed to soften a little.

"Well, yes! Do you want to come with me?" Hermione nodded repeatedly.

"I heard that there is a lot of food in the Halloween dinner. It's the second year. Let alone taste it, I haven't even seen the dinner..." Eudora blinked and looked at Hermione, " But... If you really want to go, then I will accompany you, anyway, there will be a Halloween dinner next year. Although I don't know that Sir."

"..." With an inexplicable sense of guilt, Hermione hugged the very well-behaved Eudora, and suddenly she didn't want to go. Eudora was so considerate and well-behaved, and forced her to participate in something to eat Isn't the Death Day party without them a bit too cruel?

"You want to make more biscuits for me." Yudora frowned slightly, looking at Hermione expectantly.

"Okay!" Hermione nodded, leaned over and rubbed Eudora's face, and said softly, "Let's go to the Halloween dinner. After thinking about it, the death party seems to be nothing special. Anyway, we usually have ghosts. I can see it all..."

"Eh? Are there no more biscuits?" Yudora's eyes darkened, and she lowered her eyes to stare at her fingers.

Hermione smiled, "Of course there are biscuits, so don't be unhappy."

"Okay." Yudora nodded obediently, narrowed her eyes and smiled, covering up the obvious smile in her eyes, so the act of pretending to be pitiful mainly depends on the person~

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