[HP+tutor] Wood?tuna!

The Quidditch final in Tsuna's second grade was undoubtedly exciting, and it was also the game that impressed Tsuna the most.

However, its profound meaning is far more than that.

It was also Giotto's last match at Hogwarts.

Before the game, when Gangji and his Gryffindor teammates walked into the auditorium, they were welcomed with warm applause.

"Ten Galleons bet on the result of the game!"

"I guess Gryffindor wins."

"I heard that this year's Slytherin is not weak."

In the auditorium, people are talking about the result of the game.Since the gap in strength is not too large, the result of the game is even more confusing.

Who will win the game is still unknown.

Gang Ji is very nervous at the moment, it is not the first time he has played a game, but it is the first time he is so nervous.

Simply because he wanted to give Giotto a perfect curtain call.

"Oliver," Giotto patted him on the shoulder reassuringly, and sent Gangji into the locker room to change his uniform. "Don't be nervous, just treat it as a normal practice."

Gang Jin nodded slowly, took the team robe from the girl in charge of logistics, and entered the locker room.

"Actually, you are also nervous, Giotto?" Allen is also in the seventh grade this year. Not only are they nervous about their studies, they are looking for future careers everywhere every day, and with the coming of the Quidditch season, heavy training often makes them Tired and exhausted.

"Yes..." Giotto said frankly, his eyes still stayed on the heavy door of the dressing room, and a hint of melancholy could be found on his calm face. "Oliver is so nervous. I'm afraid he..."

Allen smiled: "Giotto, you can't calm down when you meet Oliver. Don't worry about him, just take care of yourself, the captain—"

Giotto finally laughed, but there was no ease in that smile, and he didn't let go of it: "I know Oliver is very good, and his mental quality is also good. But I don't know why he is so nervous today..."

"Hey! Does it need to be said?" Angelina came out of the women's locker room in a golden and red team robe. "Giotto, you can't fail to see, can you?"

"I don't see anything—" Allen asked curiously.

"Come on," Angelina waved her hand, "it's not all because of you that Oliver is so nervous! He knows that this is your last match at Hogwarts, so he wants to do his best and play well." Better. No regrets."

"It's time, let's go."

……

When Giotto went to ask Tsuna Yoshi about this, he was surprised to find that Tsuna Yoshi blushed.

"... They said, you are so nervous because of me?" The blond boy's calm face showed rare touch and tenderness.

And the tall boy's ears were red, and he said something that didn't match his physique: "Yes, it is like this."

"Oliver, you have to know..." Giotto sighed, his sharp eyes quickly spotted a wrinkle on Tsunaki's robe, and he bent over to straighten it for him—it was impossible for him to realize how ambiguous this action was, nor would he Knowing that their relationship looks closer to outsiders. "This is just my last game at Hogwarts, not the last game of my life. After graduation, I will still play Quidditch."

"That's good." Gangji felt relieved.

Looking at him and his teammates going away, Giotto cherishes this boy who is a bit shy, trains hard, and always cares about him in a unique way.

—Oliver, I will never forget you...

—never.

On the Slytherin side, their captain has been waiting for a long time.

Standing among a group of tall boys, the blue-haired boy who was the leader seemed to be tall and tall.

Gang Ji just glanced casually, but this glance made him feel bad.

"Liu, Liudaoku?" It's Japanese, and Tsunayoshi has always been unable to get rid of the habit of bursting out of his mother tongue when he is excited.

"Oh?" The blue-haired boy had a weird hairstyle, and the long hair behind him was tied into a ponytail, fluttering in the wind.

All the Gryffindors, including Giotto, thought it over for a long time before they realized why his hairstyle looked so familiar.

——It turned out that it was a pineapple...

"You are?" There was a glimmer of light in the boy's bewitching blue eyes, and he could not hear a Japanese accent in his pure English.

Tsuna is inexplicable, a little lost.

"Ze..." Although Tsuna was not afraid of Liu Daoku staring at him, but the piercing eyes, Tsuna thought that he was not blessed, and in a moment of panic, he reflexively said his real name. "No, no, I'm Oliver Wood."

Tsunayoshi said these words in one breath, watching Rokudokuku's expression vigilantly.

Liudaoku smiled lightly, but didn't say anything.

After a while, he stretched out his hand to Gangji: "Mikuro Rokudo."

"Vongola, Rokudo, shake hands." Ms. Huo Qi said bluntly, and Giotto shook hands with Rokudo Mukuro.

Only then did Gang Ji know that Giotto's surname was Peng Lie...

V, O, N, G, O, L, A...

Gangji read the seven letters silently, and got familiar with the seven letters in his bones, and then rode on the broom.

All went well during the match, with the Slytherins and Gryffindor teams keeping the score close.

The most rare thing is that the big boys in Slytherin didn't play tricks this time.

It was not known whether Ms. Hooch was watching or had been warned by their captain.

Tsuna was confused and missed an oncoming Quaffle.

"Slytherin scored a goal, and Wood didn't defend this time—oh, he looks like he's wandering off." The commentator probably also came from Slytherin College, mockingly in a cold tone.

Tsuna looked away, quietly waiting for the Quaffle thrown by the Slytherin Chasers.

It didn't take long for him to intercept three balls.

"Nice job!" Giotto yelled to Tsuna as he flew quickly, looking for the little golden ball.

Gang Ji nodded to him: "You work hard, too."

The score was now 70:80, and Gryffindor was temporarily behind, but as long as... as long as Giotto caught the Snitch, they could come back immediately.

Followed by a blue figure, almost invisible.

Today's weather is not very good, it is foggy and the visibility is very low, Tsuna Yoshi vaguely felt that the people passing by were laughing softly.

"Oliver, come on."

He was answered by a gust of wind.

Gang Ji barely stabilized his broom, still guarding in front of the doorpost, a gust of wind just now made his robe rustle.But he still heard that sentence.

Like thunder.

It's really hard to believe that the captain of the opponent would say "come on" to the competitor...

Angelina nimbly dodged the Bludgers from the two Slytherin batsmen and hurled the Quaffle into the woodwork.

Probably Slytherin's troll-like keeper, who likes to snore in foggy weather, missed the ball.

"Gryffindor added 10 points, and Johnson scored a goal." The commentator said lazily, which was very different from the excitement when Slytherin scored just now.

With a low curse, Allen hit the Bludger hard at Slytherin.

"Oh, look!" The crowd below all boiled.

It was Giotto swooping down, and Tsuna could only see a flash of golden light somewhere - he couldn't even tell if it was Giotto or the Snitch.

"Giotto caught the Snitch! We won!" Allen yelled excitedly as he hit the final Bludger hard.

Angelina also had a faint smile: "Where's Oliver? I'm going to tell him the good news... Now he doesn't have to be nervous."

"Gryffindor caught the Golden Snitch, plus 150 points. Now the score is 220:80, and the Gryffindor team won." The commentator reluctantly reported the result to everyone.

"Hey buddy, ten Galleons," the boy with the Hufflepuff said cheerfully to his companion.

His companion was miserable, and he couldn't find ten gold coins after searching his body.

As soon as Tsuna got off her broom, she ran towards Gryffindor, but was stopped by someone.

"You are very good," Liu Dao Mu said bluntly, "I hope we will have a chance to compete in the future."

"Yes..." Tsuna looked at his receding back, a little dazed.

Liu Dao Mu is the new captain of Slytherin this year. He is in the fifth grade. At the beginning, many people were very dissatisfied with him as the captain who became a monk halfway through. They don't know what method he used to convince everyone...

Slytherin has always been the supremacy of strength, he should be very powerful.

His thoughts drifted far away, until Katie came over and called Gang Ji to attend the celebration party, and Gang Ji came back to his senses.

"It turns out that they all have unique skills, and they can't just be Mafia..." Tsuna has always been proud of his friends. There are many shining points that are hard to find in daily life, but in this strange world, encountering Everyone I know...

"I have experienced their different lives, so I know the gap between me and them. If I don't have Reborn, I'm afraid I can't do anything well."

Although no one in this world uses his name anymore, whether it is "tuna" or "wood".

And no one would hold a gun to his temple and say, "Stupid Gang, just do it with all your might!"

And no one would cry and call him "Waste Chai Gang".

Wood is just wood, not waste wood.

There are also many girls who fell in love with Gang Ji's handsome skin now, but because of his dumbfounded appearance, they all retreated.

I just learned this on the way to the library in Gangji.

"Hey, look at that tall boy from Gryffindor." Several girls discussed in a low voice, pointing at Tsunaki from time to time, with revealing eyes.

"Very handsome."

"It just looks a little silly." A girl shook her head, "It's not my type."

Naturally, Tsuna would not care about these severely inaccurate evaluations, but Giotto's graduation left him suddenly lonely, and he wanted to find something to do.

Somehow, I wandered to the library.

Passing through a large group of girls who were familiar with him and had thoughts about him but gave up, Tsuna found a corner and sat down alone.

Randomly pulling a book from the shelf, he looked out the window distractedly.

"Oliver, why are you sitting alone?" A familiar chuckle sounded in his ear.

"Likudaoku?" Tsuna put down the book, looked up, and couldn't help bursting out Japanese.

"Oh, oh, I told you that my name is Mikuro Rokudo." The boy slightly narrowed his bewitching eyes of different colors, his blood-red right eye shines brightly in the dark library, while the blue His left eye looked less cold than usual. "It looks like you're Japanese, right?"

Gangji's breath stagnates, he thinks that his English is perfect, has he been discovered...

"Don't be nervous, what you said is actually better than mine." The young man chuckled to himself, but it gave people invisible pressure. "It's just that some of the punctuations are odd—I'm Italian, by the way."

Tsuna opened her mouth to say something, but was interrupted by a girl who suddenly appeared.

"Brother, brother." The girl grabbed the hem of her clothes and walked quickly with her head down.

"Oh, it's my cute little Kurom." Liudao Mukuo smiled at her tenderly and stroked her hair.

It wasn't until the girl raised her head completely that Tsuna recognized that this was another familiar person...

Instead of wearing the same pineapple hairstyle as Mukuro in another world, Coulom has long hair hanging loose.She didn't wear that weird blindfold either, her big clear eyes were as beautiful as a deer...

Seeing what she said to Liu Dao Mu in a low voice, Mu Mu immediately bid farewell to Tsuna Kichi.

"Oliver, see you next time."

The pronunciation that can only appear in Japanese made Tsuna Yoshi feel a little warmth in this foreign country for the first time.

"Well, Mukuro, I'm also looking forward to the moment when we meet next time.

No, it's Mr. Mukuro.

I've seen it for a long time, you found the Snitch earlier than Giotto, probably because you didn't want him and me to be sad, but you didn't catch it...

Thank you, Mukuro. "

Bye now.

——Fin——

The author has something to say:

The process of the game is incompetent...

Just ignore it!

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