[HP] Night Haze

After dinner in the hospital wing, Madam Pomfrey managed to remove the bandages from his feet.Putting on his original washed clothes, Angelo thanked Madam Pomfrey, and walked briskly back to the Gryffindor common room.

A group of people surrounded the bulletin board in the lounge. Angelo looked over and found that it was a notice about the new students starting flying lessons next Thursday.Their flying lessons this semester were fortunately arranged to take with the students of Slytherin House.Thinking of seeing Draco again, Angelo's sea-blue eyes turned into crescent moons, and he retreated from the crowd in a happy mood.

"I won!"

As soon as Angelo opened the dormitory door, he heard Ron yelling. The blue-eyed boy covered his face, unable to bear to watch his king being smashed to pieces by the opponent's knight.They were playing a game of wizard chess, and the round-faced boy stood by and watched.When they saw Angelo coming in, they surrounded him happily, with sincere smiles on their faces.

"Welcome back, Angelo, we were talking about you just now!" Ron called.

"Just now we discussed to pick you up together. Madam Pomfrey said it's best to go at nine o'clock. I didn't expect you to come back." The blue-eyed savior shyly looked at the healthy Angelo, with the round-faced boy beside him Nodding straight, echoing again and again.

"The medicine worked faster than expected. As soon as the bandage was removed, I came back immediately." Angelo was suffocated after staying in the medical wing for an afternoon. After Draco left, he was always in a state of boredom. .

"What is this?" Ron pointed curiously at the box Angelo was holding in his arms. The box was covered by the blond boy's sleeves and it was hard to see clearly, but the exposed corner looked familiar, as if he was in the Honeydukes candy store. The same long-awaited thing seen in the glass case, but unable to buy.

"Draco sent me the chocolates. He visited me in the medical wing in the afternoon." Angelo smiled all over his face. He put the beautiful box on the table and opened it, revealing the delicately shaped chocolates inside.

The red-haired boy swallowed. It really was the kind of extravagant sweets he had ever seen. The price of this box of chocolates could buy a hundred packs of chocolate frogs, so he only saw it in the window, but never tried it.

"You and Malfoy have such a good relationship." The sour tone, I don't know if it's jealousy or contempt for Slytherin.

Angelo didn't care about Ron's words. After a few days of getting along with him, he already knew that Ron was such a person. His hostility towards Slytherin had a long history, and it was not something that could be changed just by changing it.

"Actually, I don't really like eating too sweet things, Harry, you should share it." Angelo pushed the chocolate in front of Harry and said generously, "I saw you bought a lot of chocolates on the train last time." Sweets."

So his roommates should like chocolate, right?

"Oh, Angelo." The red-haired boy eagerly picked up the box and shoved it into Harry's hand.Angelo smiled softly, and he saw that Ron was the one who wanted to eat the most.

"How about going to Hagone in the afternoon, did you have a good time?" Angelo asked, and the chocolate in the box was mostly empty at once, and the sweet taste that melted in the mouth further promoted the friendship between the little lions.

"Hagrid has a dog named Fang, which is so clingy that it licked my clothes wet." Reminiscing about the taste of chocolate, Harry said happily that Hagrid was the first wizard he came into contact with , their relationship is very good.

"He also dislikes Filch just like us, and said that one day he would introduce Yaya to Mrs. Norris."

Mrs. Norris is a cat raised by Mr. Filch, the administrator. She is skinny and has dark gray fur. She always likes to follow the students to monitor whether they have violated the school rules. Everyone hates her.

The black cat, which was lying sprawled on the floor of the dormitory and dozing off, got under the bed when it heard Mrs. Norris's name "meow".The female cat in heat chased it all over the castle every time. Not only Gryffindor, but even the little wizards in other colleges knew about it, and they laughed every time they mentioned it.

"Come out Xi Ke, I didn't mean to scare you." The blue-eyed little wizard innocently met the blue-eyed black cat with its small head protruding from under the bed. Although his roommate Angelo always called it Norn, they It was found that the black cat only responded to the name Sico.Now its blond owner has succumbed to the tacky name and changed his tune like everyone else.

"Hagrid asked us to give it to you, Angelo. He heard that you asked us to say hello to you in the medical wing." The short-mouthed, red-haired boy kept smiling. , he was always in a strange mood for a long time.

"Thank you, I will thank him in person next time." Angelo took a piece of rough and irregularly shaped cookie from Ron.No, it couldn't be called a cookie anymore, because Hagrid made it too big.Angelo, who hadn't eaten much in the medical wing, took a bite. He happened to be a little hungry now.

"The rock cake is a bit hard." Just as Ron finished speaking, there was a "crack" sound in the dormitory. Angelo covered his mouth with tears in his eyes, and his teeth were almost knocked out.

"It's not hard to describe it." Angelo accused, and Ron twisted his hair embarrassingly.

"We had this when we went for tea," the red-haired boy quips. "If you don't go to the medical wing, you can have it earlier, when it's just a little hard."

"...Angelo, did you know that the day Gringotts was stolen happened to be Harry's birthday," Ron tactfully changed the subject, and they saw a newspaper clipping in Hagrid's room in the afternoon, which became the current "Harry happened to go to withdraw the money that day, and it is likely that he happened to be there when it happened."

"What a coincidence? Do you know what's in that vault at Gringotts?" Angelo's attention was successfully diverted. He stopped glaring at Ron, and the red-haired boy heaved a sigh of relief.

"do not know……"

"Hey! Did you see that?" The door of the dormitory was knocked open suddenly, and Dean hurried in and interrupted Ron's words. All eyes in the dormitory were on him.Dean is a mixed-race black man. Before he received the admission notice from Hogwarts, he always thought that magic was a trick to deceive people.

"Flying lessons! Next Thursday we have flying lessons, we can ride broomsticks!"

"Where did you see that!" Ron exclaimed in surprise.

"Out, outside..." Dean panted, and Angelo made up what he hadn't finished.

"It's posted on the bulletin board outside, I thought you all knew." Before he could finish speaking, the red-haired boy rushed out, and a minute later he ran back to the dormitory, his face flushed.

"Damn it, flying lessons with Slytherin." Bad news.

"This is the school's arrangement, Ron." Angelo didn't want the friendship between their roommates to be cracked, so he didn't refute his words, but just stopped.

"You won't understand, yes, you don't understand!" The friendship between Angelo and Malfoy has always been a depressing thing in Ron's heart. Harry has a lot of affection for that platinum snake in Slytherin. And make him depressed.

"How many of you have ridden a broom? They will definitely laugh at us if we go to class with Slytherin." Ron glanced over the four dormmates, most of them were born in the wizarding world in this dormitory , but other dormitories are not so lucky. You must know that Gryffindor accepts the most Muggle-born wizards among the four colleges every year.

"I've never ridden a broomstick, and my grandma never let me get close to one," Neville said weakly. "I don't think everyone is good at flying even if they were born in the wizarding world."

"Neville, I don't know how to describe you." Ron held his forehead. Even if both feet were on the ground obediently, he would always encounter endless accidents. Wizards like Neville were only a minority after all. .

"I don't think you need to worry about this, Ron." Angelo frowned slightly. He noticed that Harry and Dean's expressions darkened because of Ron's words. This kind of cultural barrier can hurt others inadvertently. Even unintentionally.

"Broomsticks rely on talent. If there is no talent, even if you ride a broom every day, you may not be as good as someone who rides it for the first time. For example, Professor Snape, I heard that he never passed the flying class Yes." Angelo covered his mouth and yelled secretly after finishing speaking, why did he say this, recently his mind was full of information about the suspect father, and he used him as an example without knowing it.

"Snape! Is what you said true?" Ron opened his mouth wide in surprise, and the corners of his mouth couldn't stop curling up in a big arc.

"I can't see it, how do you know, Angelo?"

"Hmm..." Angelo hesitated, "If you are worried about flying badly, I recommend an instructive book "Tracing the Origin of Quidditch" I read in the library."

Ron still stared at Angelo.Want to change the subject like he did?He just used this trick.But Ron gave up after staring at it for a long time, because the little blue-eyed wizard said he was going to the library to borrow materials, and Dean also clamored to go with him.

After they left, only Angelo and Neville were left in the dormitory. The round-faced boy squeezed his robe tightly and asked in a low voice, "Angelo, do you think I have no talent for flying? I can't do anything right..."

Angelo took a deep look at Neville. He really couldn't say anything about talent. Angelo opened the chocolate box again and smiled at Neville. In his opinion, what Neville lacked was not talent, but confidence and independence. ability.

"Everyone has their own strengths, Neville, your herbalism is very good. Professor Sprout has been praising you in class. Would you like another one?"

"Thank you." Picking up a piece of chocolate and putting it in his mouth, the round-faced boy smiled even more roundly.

"We were late!" After 10 minutes, Angelo's three roommates came back with empty hands and nothing.

"Mrs. Pince said that all the books related to Quidditch have been lent out, most of them are borrowed by students in our college, and a small part are borrowed by Slytherin."

"I think this shows that they are as nervous about flying lessons as we are," Angelo noticed that the expressions of his roommates were not as anxious as before. The stretched nerves slowly relaxed.

"Have you borrowed them all? Have you asked Hermione? She has a lot of books." Even so, the little wizards who didn't borrow the guide book were still frowning. Angelo thought of the brown-haired girl She was the one who lent Harry "A Piece of Hogwarts History" last time.

"We met her in the library, and she borrowed the last "Quidditch Tracing the Origin"." Ron said angrily. The girl said that she lost her own book at home, so she planned to borrow it. The third time to preview the school book is really a speechless answer.

"That's it..." Angelo raised his eyebrows unexpectedly. He didn't expect so many people to think of making up for their experience through books, and he didn't expect the students to act so quickly.

"It's all Percy's fault. George told me. It turned out that Percy posted the announcement. After he posted it, he told others to guide each other and read the books before the flight lesson." Ron is very anxious now. Seeing his prefect brother who was putting on airs, when he reminded others, why didn't he remember to mention his brother.

"I wish I could bring one from home," said Ron despondently, who didn't know the Savior would be friends with him beforehand, and had never ridden a broomstick.If he had known in advance, he could have helped his friend.

"I have a book here, although it is not "Quidditch Tracing", but it mentions the skills of flying." Seeing their lost looks, Angelo said hesitantly, the book was placed in the suitcase with the broomstick In a space, so he didn't plan to take it out at first.

"Angelo, hurry up!" Under Ron's urging, Angelo got under his bed.Instead of pulling the suitcase out from under the bed and opening it, he inserted the key directly into the lock.

With a bang, the broomstick bounced out of the box and hit the bed.

"what sound?"

"It's okay, the box shell hit the bed." Angelo took out the book from the suitcase, and he reached out from under the bed and handed out the probably new "Quidditch Strategy".

"Harry! Take it." Angelo said, and when someone took the book, he retracted his arm again and put the broom back into the suitcase.

"What's that!" Ron's voice suddenly came close to his ears, startling Angelo, the broomstick slipped out of his hand, and popped out of the box that he hadn't had time to close.

"Ah, Angelo, you brought a broom to school!" The red-haired boy who leaned over to help exclaimed. Angelo quickly got out from under the bed and asked him to speak softly.

"Shh! Don't tell anyone." The four little wizards in the dormitory all looked at him with bright eyes.

"Angelo, I won't tell. Can I ride for a while?" Ron crawled under the bed and pulled Angelo's broomstick out.

"Comet 260!" The envious tone, although it is not a new model like the Nimbus 2000, but it is the model just released by Comet Trading Company last year, "I have only ridden the Sweeping Five Star, and it is George's. Let me ride for a while, Angie Lo."

"If I'm found out, I'll be expelled!" Angelo was terrified by Ron's shining eyes. "The admission notice clearly stated that first-year students are not allowed to bring their own broomsticks."

"But you brought it, didn't you? I will be very careful not to be found out. As long as we don't tell, who will know?"

"You know how to ride a broom, don't you, Ron?" Angelo asked worriedly, which was a kind of compromise.He was worried about the red-haired kid from the Weasley family, knowing about his broomstick possession, maybe one day the kid would get upset and report him because of his close relationship with Draco.

Letting Ron ride the broom for a while seemed like no big deal compared to the potential threat, at least it made them accomplices.

"Thank you so much, Angelo." He happily stepped onto the comet 260, and Ron took off steadily.He didn’t lie to Angelo, and he was indeed not a novice.The dormitory was too narrow, and after flying over the roommates for a while, Ron pushed open the window in the dark and flew out.

"Hi, come back!" Angelo didn't dare to shout loudly, he was afraid of attracting others.Ron didn't dare to fly too far outside the window, he made a small circle and flew back to the room from outside the window.

"It feels so good, Harry, do you want to try it?" Ron got off the broom and handed the comet 260 to the savior. Angelo quickly closed and locked the window, and drew the curtains tightly.

"We are violating school rules, Ron!" Angelo said with a straight face, he was almost scared to death by him just now.

"I apologize, Angelo, I was a little too excited just now." Ron apologized, and the other three roommates in the dormitory who had never touched a broomstick looked at them expectantly.

"Get up!" The green-eyed little wizard cautiously yelled like Ron just now, and Comet 260 jumped into his hand immediately.

"Is that so?" The blue-eyed little wizard stepped onto the broom, and both Angelo and Ron applauded him at the same time.

"Harry, is this really your first time riding a broom? Why is it so obedient!"

Harry's green eyes sparkled, and two blushes appeared on his face.

"Grab the broom handle and look up." Ron corrected Harry's posture, and Angelo was still terrified.

Harry's feet were off the ground, although he was only five feet up because of space constraints.But Angelo was already sure that he had a talent for flying.

"Okay, come down, I'm a little scared, let's read the theoretical stuff first." Angelo said, pointing to the "Quidditch Strategy" that was put aside, his roommates, including himself, They had already forgotten what they were going to do.

"Okay, Angelo." Harry lowered slowly, and Angelo's suspended heart slowly fell back to the original place with the landing of the broom. Just when he was about to breathe a sigh of relief, their dormitory The door was suddenly knocked open.

The little wizards in the dormitory looked at the door of the dormitory one after another. In an instant, they all turned into stiff statues as if they had been cast with a petrification spell.

"I think you have to come with me." A deep and mellow voice.Professor Snape and the administrator, Mr. Filch, stood at the door of their dormitory. Professor Snape looked indifferently at the savior who had not fully landed on the ground, and pressed his lips tightly.

"You get the stolen goods, Professor Snape." Filch sneered mockingly at the few young wizards in the dormitory.His pet, Mrs. Norris, snuggled at the hem of his robes as he stepped into the young wizards' quarters.