[HP] Guardian

"Harry, where have you been?" Harry, who was in a daze for a long time in the auditorium, realized the arrival of his friends.

"The passage is locked. I didn't go there. I sent an owl to Professor McGonagall." Ron was so anxious that God knew how frightening it was for him to find his friend lost when he turned around. Nagging himself had lost Harry, and Hermione hadn't nearly shut him up.

"Who doesn't want you to come to school?" Hermione grasped the key point, and she looked around and focused on Slytherin.

Harry shook his head, signaling to talk about it later.

The entire dinner was fairly peaceful, Dumbledore first made a few remarks for the new semester, and then the sorting ceremony.Dumbledore's long silver beard and half-moon glasses gleamed in the candlelight. Gilderoy Lockhart, who was dressed in aqua green robes, was trying to strike up a conversation with the indifferent man around him, but the other party obviously didn't like his flamboyance With a look of distaste beyond words.Harry only found this scene extremely funny, he grinned secretly, Snape was very keenly aware of it, and with a fierce stare, Harry silently turned his head to watch the sorting house.Well... The Weasleys warmly welcomed their little sister into Gryffindor, and happily added a lot of fun to the dinner.

After the dinner, he greeted his friends and went to find Mag alone.

"Professor good evening." Harry knocked on the door of McGonagall's office. McGonagall was very busy at the beginning of the new semester, and she was still checking the documents when Harry entered.

"Sit, Potter." McGonagall pointed to the chair by the fireplace. She put down what she was doing, got up and went across to him, raised her wand to the table, and gave him a glass of pumpkin juice.

"I read your letter and tell me what happened." Although McGonagall was strict, she cared about the students very much. When she received Harry's letter, she immediately went to find Dumbledore, until she saw Harry safely. I was relieved.

"Oh! Professor, I actually don't know what happened...During the vacation, a house elf suddenly appeared in my room and warned me not to come to school. He withheld Ron and Hermione's letter and gave me a vacation I didn't get any letters, and he used magic, so I was warned by the Ministry of Magic. When I followed Ron through the passage today, Ron passed me and I hit the wall. I don't know what happened. I had no choice but to ask the professor for help." McGonagall nodded to show that she knew that she still prefers sensible children.

"I'll take care of this, don't worry, the school is safe, go back to rest early after drinking the pumpkin juice." Harry thanked McGonagall for his help, got up and said goodbye and went back to the dormitory.

In the dormitory, Hermione and Ron were still waiting for him. When they saw him coming back, they immediately pulled him over. The three of them sat around the sofa and asked how he was doing.

"It's nothing, Professor McGonagall asked about the situation." Hermione breathed a sigh of relief, for fear that he would be punished as soon as school started.

"It's a good thing you're fine, you don't know, Malfoy was so happy to see you didn't come, he made up a story about you..." Ron was about to complain about Malfoy to Harry, but Hermione yelled angrily interrupted.

"Yes, Harry is fine, you are fine, the wand has been interrupted by others, if you have deducted points from the college before entering school, you will be famous." Ron shrank his neck blushing, he knew Herr Min is so obsessed with college grades.

Harry looked at the two of them speechlessly. How lucky was Ron to escape the speed trip and break his wand.

"Go to bed early, there is still class tomorrow." The three of them said good night to each other and went upstairs to rest.

Before going to bed, Harry took out Riddle's diary, cast a sealing spell, put the diary back at the bottom of the box again, and cast a protective spell on the box to make sure everything was safe before falling asleep at ease.

The next day, school rules were violated without them, and they had a nice breakfast at the Gryffindor table.The first class was Herbology with Hufflepuff.They are going into the third greenhouse to repot the mandrakes.

This ugly "baby grass", Harry was very impressed with it, not only has a sharp cry but also can toss, but it is a good helper to save the petrification incident in the second grade.

Exhausted, he planted a fat-headed doll. After class, he went back to the dormitory to clean up the soil, and hurried to the transformation class classroom.

Ron's wand is uniquely shaped and fixed with adhesive tape. Every time he casts a spell, it looks like fireworks, accompanied by a strong smell of rotten eggs. Finally, the poor Ron stuffed the sizzling wand into his schoolbag when the lunch bell rang. .

"You have to get another one," Harry suggested. This time Ron broke his wand because he defended him, which made him feel a little sorry. He was thinking about whether to give Ron another one, but he was afraid that his friend would be embarrassed.

"Oh! I don't want to be scolded for losing a fight." Ron shrugged. He still remembered the scene of Arthur and Lucius fighting in the summer vacation. If it weren't for Malfoy's large numbers of people, how could he have lost.

The two rushed to the auditorium, and Hermione showed them the beautiful buttons she turned from beetles. Harry didn't want Ron to be hit again, so he didn't take out his own.

"What's the class in the afternoon?" Harry quickly changed the subject.

"Defense Against the Dark Arts," said Hermione immediately.

"Huh?" Ron grabbed her timetable and said in surprise, "Why did you circle Lockhart's classes with hearts?" Hermione snatched the timetable back, flushing angrily.

Harry's head hurts, not only because of Lockhart's class in the afternoon, but also because of the cub's irrational obsession.

They finished their meal and walked out into the cloud-shrouded yard.Hermione sat down and buried herself in "Traveling with Vampires" again.Harry and Ron stood and chatted about Quidditch for a while, before Harry felt someone watching him closely.He looked up to see Colin fiddling with his camera, and when Harry saw him, his face flushed instantly.Harry wailed in his heart, how could he forget this brat...

"Hello, Harry, I'm... my name is Colin Creevey," he said breathlessly, taking a timid step forward "I'm also in Gryffindor. Do you think... can I give you Take a picture?" He held up the camera expectantly.

"Oh! Sorry! I don't like this very much. Look at Professor Lockhart over there. He's the most photogenic character." Harry's eyes were sharp, and he saw a turquoise cloud coming towards him from afar. He directed He led Colin to find Lockhart, while he dragged his two friends and slipped away.

"Oh! This kid is scary!" Finally shaking off a little tail, Harry leaned against the wall and gasped.

"You can fry an egg on your face...you'd better pray that Creevey doesn't meet Ginny, the two of them will start a Harry Potter fan club" Ron smiled happily as he watched his friend make a fool of himself .

"Don't talk nonsense, it's time for us to go to class." Hermione glared at Ron, she knew that Harry didn't like to attract crowds.

When they arrived in Lockhart's classroom, Harry dragged Ron to sit down in the last row, and blocked Lockhart's seven huge books in front, while the little lioness ran to the front row excitedly.Lockhart's classroom was as ostentatiously decorated as he himself, and the podium was surrounded by his large and small photos, while Lockhart himself was appearing in a bird-of-paradise style, wearing aqua green robes and carrying a With a golden top hat, he walked into the classroom with his toothy smile.

He walked to the podium and stood still, took off his top hat, cleared his throat loudly, and then picked up Neville's "Walking with Trolls", showing himself on the cover and blinking.

"I" he said, pointing to his own photo, also winking, "Gilderoy Lockhart, [-]rd Class Order of Merlin, honorary member of the Anti-Dark Arts League, five-time winner of the "Wizard Weekly" Most Charming Smile Award— — But I don’t talk about that, I didn’t drive away the female ghosts in Bandung [port city in southwestern Thailand] with a smile!” Yes!You're lying, I know it.Harry rolled his eyes silently.

"I see that you all bought my complete set of books... very good. I think we will do a small quiz today. Don't be afraid... just to see how you read and how much you understand..." He finished handing out the paper, Go back to the podium and say "Three 10 minutes for you guys. Now...go!"

Harry looks at paper 1. What is Gilderoy Lockhart's favorite color?Well...is it green?Always dressed in green like a green fly.

2. What was Gilderoy Lockhart's secret ambition?Which great figure will we attack again?

3. What do you consider Gilderoy Lockhart's greatest achievement to date?The deception went undetected for years...?

Harry didn't almost feel depressed after making up and writing three pages.When he was a student, three of his seven DADA professors were useless and one was a disguise. Thanks to Lupine and Snape for helping him open the door, otherwise he wouldn't be able to graduate.

Look what this bird of paradise is saying because Hermione knows his secret ambition is to rid the world of evil, as well as sell my own line of hair conditioners, and a ten to Gryffindor, when is it so easy .

Alright, Lockhart is done bragging, he is going to bully the students, I saw him lift the hood, revealing a cage of Cornish elves.

Facing the booing class, Lockhart was very annoyed.

"They could be little spoilers as cunning as the devil!" Oh!That's just for you...

"Okay," Lockhart said loudly, "see what you do with them!" He opened the cage door.

In an instant, the classroom was in chaos, and the elves flew around like rockets.Two of them grabbed Neville by the ear and lifted him up.A few others rushed out of the window and scattered broken glass all over the back row of the classroom.The rest wreak havoc in the classroom, worse than a rampaging rhino.They grabbed ink bottles and threw them at the class, tore books and papers to shreds, tore down pictures on the walls, turned waste bins upside down, and threw school bags and textbooks out of broken windows.A few minutes later, with half the class hiding under the table, Neville was swinging on the chandelier. "Come on, round them up, round them up, they're just elves..." Lockhart called .Rolling up his sleeves, he waved his wand and bellowed, "Pescipixi Pesternomi!"

To no avail, an elf grabbed Lockhart's wand and threw it out of the window as well.Lockhart gasped, picked up two books at random, put them on his head, and slipped into the office quietly.

"Ikatherus" Harry used the confinement spell to freeze the elf in front of him, and Hermione finally came to his senses and helped.After the get out of class bell rang, everyone rushed out desperately.

"He has no idea what he's doing" "Bullshit" said Hermione "you've all read his books... just think about the amazing things he did..." "He just said he did" After class they finally figured it out Hermione and Ron got into another argument along the way when they got out of a bad class after killing the elf.Harry would not comment on this, and he was going to get Lockhart's signature so that he could borrow books from the forbidden/book section.

A disastrous week has finally come to the weekend.He, Ron and Hermione were going to see Hagrid on Saturday morning.But Harry had been shaken awake early in the morning by Oliver Wood, captain of the Gryffindor Quidditch team, and he would have liked to sleep for a few more hours.

"What... what?" Harry said in a daze.

"Quidditch practice!" said Wood. "Get up!"

Harry squinted and looked out the window. A thin layer of mist hung over the pink and pale gold sky.This crazy captain is noisier than the birds outside.

"Oliver" Harry complained "it's just dawn"

"That's right" Wood's eyes flashed with enthusiasm at the moment "This is part of our new training program. Come on, grab your broomstick and follow me" Wood said eagerly "The other teams haven't started yet Training, we want to grab the first place this year..."

Yawning and shivering slightly, Harry got out of bed and started looking for his team uniform. "See you at the stadium in a quarter of an hour, buddy."

Harry found his big red team jersey and pulled on his cloak for the cold.He left a hasty note for Ron and headed down the spiral staircase to the lounge, his Nimbus 2000 slung over his shoulder.Just as he reached the hole behind the portrait, he suddenly heard the sound of pattering footsteps behind him. Colin Creevey ran down the stairs, the camera on his neck swinging violently.I have a headache, I have been hiding from this brat for a week, but I was still caught.

"Sorry, Colin, I'm in a hurry..." He crawled out of the portrait hole.

"Wow! Are you going to play Quidditch? Wait for me! I've never seen a Quidditch game!" Colin hurriedly climbed out.

"It's boring," Harry said quickly, but Colin didn't listen, his face glowing with excitement.

"You're the youngest Academy player in 100 years, aren't you? Harry, aren't you?" Colin trotted beside him. "You've got to be awesome. I've never flown before, maybe it's your fly Broom? Isn't it the best"

Harry didn't know how to get rid of him, as if he was followed by a particularly talkative shadow "I don't know much about Quidditch," Colin said fascinatedly, "are there two of the four balls flying around, and how can I get rid of him?" Knock players off broomsticks?"

"Right" Harry spat, and began to explain the complicated rules of Quidditch resignedly.

"You're Gryffindor's Seeker, aren't you?" Colin asked admiringly.

"Yes" Harry said, and they left the castle and walked out onto the dewy grass, and Harry managed to shake him off after he walked quickly into the dressing room.

The rest of the Gryffindor team was already in the dressing room, and only Wood seemed fully awake.The twins sat there with puffy eyes and matted hair.Spinnet, a fourth-grade girl next to her, dozed off against the wall.The other two Chasers, Bell and Johnson, sat across from each other, yawning.

After Harry arrived, Wood began to explain his new tactics energetically.A group of wandering teammates didn't know how much they listened to. It wasn't until Wood announced the training that his team members yawned and followed behind with numb legs.

The sun was already high after they had been in the locker room for so long, but there was still some residual fog floating on the stadium lawn.When Harry entered the stadium, he found Ron and Hermione sitting in the stands.

"It's not over yet," Ron asked incredulously.

"I haven't started practicing yet." Harry looked enviously at the bread and jam that Ron and Hermione brought out from the auditorium. "Wood told us about the new tactics."

He rode on the broom, kicked the ground with his feet, and flew up with a whoosh.The cool morning breeze patted his cheeks, which made him much more awake than Wood's long speeches.It feels good to be back on the Quidditch pitch.He flies around the stadium at top speed, racing Fred and George.

"Where's the click?" Fred called as they turned sharply.Harry looked up into the stands.Colin was sitting in the highest row of seats, holding up his camera and taking pictures one after another.Really troublesome brat, Harry covered his face and really didn't want to speak.Wood apparently mistook Colin for a spy...

"Slytherins don't need spies, Oliver," said George.

"How do you know?" Wood asked petulantly.

"Because they came by themselves," George said, pointing down.Several men in green robes entered the field, all holding broomsticks.

"I can't believe it!" Wood said indignantly, suppressing his voice, "I booked today's court! Let's see!" Wood rushed to the ground, and because of his anger, he landed heavier than he expected.He got off the broom a little wobbly.Harry, Fred and George followed suit.

"Flint!" Wood yelled at the captain of the Slytherin team. "It's our training time! We got up early! Please get out!" But unfortunately, the other party didn't get what he wanted.

"But I have a note specially signed by Professor Snape. I, Professor S. Snape, allow the Slytherins to train at the Quidditch pitch today, to train their new Seekers"

"You added a new Seeker?" Wood's attention was diverted. "Where is it?"

A smaller boy flashed out from behind the six tall team members, with a smug smile on his pale pointed face.It was Draco Malfoy.

"Aren't you Lucius Malfoy's son?" Fred asked in disgust.

"It's interesting that you mentioned Draco's father." All the members of the Slytherin team laughed even more complacently. In the first move, seven brand-new, smooth and shiny broomsticks, seven lines of beautiful gold letters "Nimbus 200l", dazzled the Gryffindor players' eyes in the morning sun.

Ron and Hermione watched as a group of people gathered here and came across the lawn to see what was going on.

"What's the matter?" Ron asked Harry. "Why are you not playing ball? What is he doing here?" Ron looked at Malfoy in surprise, who was wearing the Slytherin Quidditch uniform.

"I'm the new Seeker of the Slytherin team, Weasley," Malfoy said complacently. "Just now everyone was admiring the brooms my dad bought for our team." Ron stared dumbfounded at the seven advanced brooms in front of him. .

"Nice, isn't it? But maybe the Gryffindor team can get some gold to buy some new brooms too. You can redeem those sweeping seven-star fives for prizes, I think the museum will bid for them" Slytherin said The team members laughed hoarsely.

"At least none of the Gryffindor players need to pay to get in," Hermione said sharply, "They got in entirely by ability." Malfoy's complacent face darkened.

"Nobody asked you, you stinky little Mudblood," he said harshly.

This statement caused an explosion in the scene, and Flint had to rush in front of Draco to prevent Fred and George from jumping on top of him.Arya screamed "How dare you!" Ron reached in and drew his wand from his robes, shouting "You'll pay for it, Malfoy!" pointing furiously at Malfoy from under Flint's arm. Fu's face.

"Malfoy, do you know that the Mudblood in your mouth is the first in grade, do you want to tell everyone that you are not as good as the Mudblood in your mouth?" Harry snatched the wand from Ron's hand, and walked indifferently. Going forward, the way Snape looked annoyed, made Flint step aside with a shudder.

"I'll warn you one last time...be careful what you say" Malfoy was impatient and wanted to refute, but Harry reached out and grabbed his jaw, his face turned green from the pain.

"Let's go." Harry withdrew his hand in disgust, and turned to Hermione, who nodded bravely.

"How dare you...Recto...Ah!" Malfoy couldn't help but draw out his wand to sneak attack, Harry turned around and cast a disarming spell to make him fly out.

Harry showed such a mastery, scared the surroundings into silence, and just let the three of them go straight away.

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