[HP] Ace Wizard

If I don't go to treatment, I will be crippled or even die... It's all up to him. "

"I was really injured that time. I forced myself to move under the eaves of an abandoned house, and then hid... Then I seemed to have a fever, and I only remembered a big black dog Appeared, it was raining heavily when he first came, and when he entered there to look for me, his whole body was soaked, he looked a little scary, and I thought I saw auspicious... ah, auspicious, you know? It’s the one who will turn people The black dog taken away by my soul is a harbinger of death..."

Sirius let out a disapproving sneer, and Harry gave him another surprised look.

"What's the matter?" Sirius raised his eyebrows and looked at him, "I'm not a puppet... just laugh, there's no need to make such a fuss."

Harry thought to himself that today's Sirius must not be the same person as usual, and then continued.

"I don't remember much of what happened after that, but I was saved anyway. Someone took me to the hospital and healed me...but I couldn't afford the high cost of the room, so I ran away."

"During that time, I lived in that crappy house, and the black dog appeared from time to time. He came again after I recovered from the illness, and sometimes he would accompany me to sleep, and the food I stole back would be distributed to others. He's a little... I like him a lot, I've never met a creature that treats me so well."

"Where's the Weasleys?" Sirius asked.When Harry heard him ask them, he didn't think much of it, he just thought he had checked his background very clearly.

"Although the Weasleys are also very kind to me, but...their family is very poor, and I don't want to trouble them anymore. I like them very much, I know, and they are also very willing to let me be the seventh in their family." A son, but they are already very good to me, I don't need to add trouble to them-I feel guilty that Malfoy always troubles Ron because of me."

"Just because of this, you think that dog is very kind to you?" Sirius raised his eyebrows, "Maybe it is waiting for you to die, and then he will have food."

Harry shrugged noncommittally.

"But I'm still alive."

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Chapter 6

When this weekend ended and new training started again, Harry's mentality also changed slightly.

Probably because Harry had chatted with Sirius and said something, he felt that the relationship between himself and this elder seemed to be more ordinary than before, but he couldn't grasp that feeling.

Soon there will be another elimination training, this time taking a plane to a certain height and parachuting down.Logically speaking, wizards don't need to learn how to skydive, because they all ride brooms.But this training really involved such a game—even, they parachuted with brooms.

However, never guess what weird training program Gryffindor will design, because it will never be guessed-after they jumped off the plane with parachutes and brooms, Merlin told them in the headset that they One of them had a broom that wasn't a broomstick but a Muggle sweeping broom that had been confused.They need to use their own broomsticks to get back to camp within a limited time after the parachute ruptures, and of course, alive.

Hermione was afraid of heights, and it took Harry to do half a day of mental work for her just because she had the courage to jump out. At this time, the parachute had already opened, and she thought they were already safe——Merlin Telling them the news over the headset would be tantamount to exposing her to fear again.

When their parachutes were both deployed, Hermione looked like she was about to cry.Harry knew that she had always had a fear of riding a broom, she hated riding a broom, but if she was going to be a "knight", overcoming her fear would be an important test.

When their parachute started to crack, Hermione became tense and couldn't maintain her normal level.But because he didn't know who didn't have a broom, Harry suggested that they hold each other's hands and take turns taking out their brooms one by one-until finally, only Harry and Hermione remained.

Hermione was so nervous that she couldn't even get out her own broom.Harry had no choice but to wrap her in his arms, and fumbled for the shrunken broom in the parachute bag behind her.

Hermione couldn't control her emotions anymore, she wrapped her hands tightly around Harry's waist, buried her head in Harry's arms and wept.Harry felt the girl in his arms lose control of his emotions, so he sped up the movements of his hands, and finally took out the broom two hundred feet above the ground, and pushed Hermione up.

"No, Harry!" Hermione's eyes widened in astonishment. "You can't do this! What about you?! Merlin just said that one of us doesn't have a broom, and you..."

"You are the one with the best chance to win." Harry smiled, "Go back quickly, the time is almost up, there are still 5 minutes."

"No, Harry, you saved me, I won't leave you alone - come here, let's go back on the broom!" said Hermione.

"No, the quality of this broom is really not very good, you can't expect it to be the same as the Nimbus series or the Firebolt|Arrow—"

"Trust me, Harry, I have a way to keep us from falling to our deaths—although my broomstick riding skills are really not very good, but I can still learn spells well."

Seeing Hermione, who was obviously nervous as hell, still wanted him to ride back with her on the broom, Harry smiled.He grabbed the hand that Hermione stretched out, sat behind the worn-out meteor broom, stretched out his hand from behind Hermione, and grasped the flying direction of the broom.

"There are still three minutes, gentlemen and ladies." Merlin's voice came from the earphone.

"Hermione, are you nervous?" Harry said loudly, with the wind whistling in his ears, he wondered if Hermione could hear him clearly.

"Of course! But I believe you!" Hermione said loudly sitting in front of him, and the wind reached his ears.

"Trust me, Hermione." After Harry finished speaking, he slammed the broom and dived almost 90 degrees vertically. Hermione's scream suddenly sounded, and Harry felt that his eardrums were about to be covered by the wind and Hermione. The screams pierced through.

"This brat, what the hell is he doing?!" In the Knights of the Round Table public channel, Sirius said through gritted teeth.He is not staying at his comfortable home to watch their test at the moment, but is on a mission - he is driving to find a mission subject, "Now is the time to participate in the selection, not the time for him to save the beauty!"

"No no no, Galahad," Merlin said with a smile, "I have to say, Harry is really a very kind kid—don't you think he really looks like James?"

"Yeah, it's really similar." The majestic King Arthur snorted coldly, "They all like to play heroes and take risks. I still remember that when Potter participated in the selection, he even held the princess Watching Evans fly out from under the eyes of the basilisk on a broomstick..."

"Is he really not afraid of breaking his neck in a vertical dive at this height?" A young male voice said worriedly, "It's no wonder Miss Granger screamed like this..."

"I think Hermione will strangle him when she gets off the broom, Percival." Sirius said with a vague smile, although the gnashing of teeth was still clearly heard in the words, "When I get back I must Give him a good beating."

In the camp, Merlin was waiting for them with a smile, and Harry was helping Hermione, who was limp from fright, off the broom.When they descended to 30 meters, Hermione waved her wand and added a layer of cushion to the ground where they were about to land, avoiding the tragedy of two people breaking their necks together.

To be honest, their test was still very difficult. Because of the time limit, only four people succeeded in qualifying.

Pansy Parkinson was in an excellent state of mind, and she smoothly controlled the broken broom that she was assigned to go round and round back to the ground and landed safely.And Theodore Knott and Blaise Zabini are tragically out of time.

In addition to Harry, Hermione, and Pansy, another named also managed to qualify.His name is Viktor Krum, a tall Nordic man.Like Harry, he controlled the broom to dive vertically—but he had more time than Harry and Hermione, and he flew down slowly for the last few tens of meters.

"Congratulations on passing this level." Merlin stroked his long white beard and said with a smile, "Then you will have three days of rest, and then it will be the next level of testing."

"Is our training over yet?" Harry asked.

"You can say that." Merlin winked at him.

"Honestly, Potter, I really didn't expect you to stay here." Pansy looked at him proudly, with short black hair brushing her cheeks, "Well, it must be a pain to ride a broomstick with a burden about it?"

"Thank you for your concern, Miss Parkinson." Harry gave her a cold look, "but to be honest, I think the broom is the burden for us... The speed of a broom like Meteor is probably more suitable for Parkinson."