Chapter 863

"How do you feel, Harry?"

"What do you mean? If it was last night's goalie selection, I'm sorry Harry bowed his head back, and then naturally retracted his left hand. It must be admitted that Umbridge's method was very clever. Except for some red marks, Harry left nothing on his hand.

In fact, today is another bad day for Harry. He did the worst in metamorphosis class. He didn't practice the vanishing spell at all.

Then he gave up lunch to finish the plant spectrum. At the same time, Professor McGonagall, Professor spatholow and Professor trawley gave them a bunch of homework that Harry was not going to finish that night.

And because he's going to ummrich's for the second time tonight. Finally, on the way to dinner with him, Angelina told him that the team would have a training session tomorrow before the new players came. Harry didn't expect him to escape Umbridge's confinement tomorrow.

"I'm in jail." Harry yelled as Angelina and Harry walked together. "Do you think I want to be in that old toad's house or play Quidditch with you?"

"It's just writing," said Hermione, comforting Harry, who had no appetite as he stood on the bench looking at the meat and pie.

"It's not a terrible punishment, really."

Harry opened his mouth, then closed it again, just nodding. It's not sure whether or not Enrique and vrollin told him what was going on in the room.

He just wanted people not to think he was afraid. It only makes the whole thing worse and more humiliating.

He felt vaguely that there would be a secret war between him and Umbridge, so he decided not to complain to Hermione.

"That's what he did to you?" Fanlin said uncertainly that, in fact, he could not guarantee what Umbridge would do to Harry. What he did not see could not be regarded as valid.

"Oh, of course It's just a lot of trouble. " Harry said quickly.

"I'm full. Maybe I should go there earlier and finish the transcription, so that I can spare time to finish my homework." Harry crammed two mouthfuls and left in a hurry.

In fact, the second confinement was as bad as the first, and the skin on the back of the hand slowly turned red and inflamed.

Harry thought it might not be cured for a long time.

Soon, the incision was deeply etched into his hand, and Umbridge, perhaps, would be satisfied. She never breathed a loud breath in the room. However, he did not say a word during his confinement, except "good evening" and "good night".

Harry had a lot of homework. When he returned to Gryffindor's common room, he was tired and wanted to go to bed, but he opened his book and began to write a paper on Moonstone powder that Snape had arranged.

When he finished, it was 2:30 in the morning. He knew he was pathetic, but it didn't help; unless he was going to be locked up by Snape.

Then he quickly wrote out the answers to Professor McGonagall's questions, and clumsily revised the papers assigned by Professor spatholow. As for Professor trawley's diary, he hoped that he could have a good dream.

Harry cleaned up what he saw, and then hobbled back to bed. When he put on his pajamas, he immediately fell asleep.

Thursday passed in fatigue.

Ron seemed sleepy, too, though Harry didn't know why. Harry as like as two peas in the third time, except for 2 hours later, "I can't lie" still disappeared from Harry's back, and he continued to stay on top of it and dripping blood continuously.

Pausing to continue writing caused Professor Umbridge to come and have a look.

"Ah," she said gently, turning around the table to examine him and his wand. "Yes. This should remind you, shouldn't it? You can go tonight. "

"Shall I come again tomorrow?" When halinin can use his left hand to pick up the bag without his sensitive right hand.

"Oh, of course," said Professor Umbridge, laughing more brightly. "Yes, I think tomorrow night's work will make my message more profound in your heart."

Harry never thought that there would be a teacher more annoying than Snape in the world, but when he went back to Gryffindor tower, he thought there was someone worse than Snape.

"She's terrible!" Harry kept swearing in his heart, as he climbed the stairs on the seventh floor, "she's very evil, hateful, crazy old - '

" Ron? " He reached the top of the stairs, turned right, and met Ron, who was lurking behind a statue of a knight, clutching to the handle of his broomstick.

When he saw Harry, he jumped up in surprise and tried to put his sweeping star behind him.

"What are you doing?"

"Well? Nothing? What are you doing here Asked Harry, frowning. "Come on, you must tell me! What are you hiding here for? "

"I am I'm avoiding Fred and George, if you have to know, "said Ron," they just walked past a group of freshmen. I bet they're experimenting with freshmen. I mean, they can't do experiments in the common room right now. No, Hermione's not here"But what are you doing with your broomstick? You can't fly it here, can you?" Asked Harry.

"I Well OK, OK, I'll tell you, but don't laugh, OK Ron said shyly, his face slowly, little by little. "I I think I've been a Gryffindor goalkeeper and now I've got a decent broomstick. That's it. Go ahead. Laugh

"I'm not laughing," said Harry. Ron blinked. "This is wonderful! Are you really on the team? That's cool! I've never seen you as a goalkeeper. Are you good at it

"I I'm not bad yet, "said Ron.

Ron seemed very relieved by Harry's reaction. "Charlie, Ford and George always ask me to be a goalkeeper during their training in the summer vacation."

"So you practiced last night?"

"Every night except Tuesday, just do my best, that's it. I put a spell on the gobbler to make it come to me, but it wasn't easy and I didn't know how useful it would be Ron looked uneasy and enthusiastic.

"Fred and George are going to be ashamed after I've finished the tryout and they've been saying I'm too proud ever since I became prefect."

"I wish I had been there," Harry said bitterly as they left the common room together.

"Yes, it is - what's on the back of your hand?" Harry just raised his right hand to hide, but Ron found out.

"It's just a small wound Nothing It is... "

"She wants you to write?"

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