Chapter 1135

In fact, on the morning of the Quidditch match with huffpuff, Harry went to the school hospital to see Ron with van Lin and Hermione before going to the court.

Ron is very anxious; he's Hogwarts goalkeeper, and, damn it, he can't be on the Quidditch field, and what's worse, his replacement is mcclargen, which is too much of a threat to Ron.

According to the requirements, Mrs. Pomfrey didn't allow him to go to the game. She thought it would make him over excited. Even though van Lin thought Ron was as strong as a monkey now, in fact, the invasion of toxin still made Ron's body a little deficit.

"So, how's mcclargen doing?" Ron asked Harry nervously. In a short time, Ron had repeated the question many times.

"I told you," Harry said patiently, "that even if he was a world-class Quidditch goalkeeper, I would not leave him on the team. He's been trying to tell everyone what to do and he feels like he's playing better than us in every position. I can't wait to get rid of him. "

"When it comes to getting rid of others," added Harry, who had already got up with the catapult, "will you stop pretending to sleep when ravend comes to see you? She's driving me crazy

"It's just a..." Ron appears a little embarrassed, facing lavender, Ron has not found a good way to face.

Maybe it's because you calmed down after the accident?

The firewood and fire will always be extinguished, but at this speed.

"About Lavender." Hermione cleared her throat. "So, what do you think, Ron, you're not going to go on with Lavender?"

Hearing this, all eyes were on Ron.

"I I didn't, I just... " Ron hesitated. "Don't you think she's a little too clingy?"

"A little bit." Van Lin nodded. Most of the time, Ron and lavender were gnawing together, which was really unacceptable. Take a look at Ginny and Dean, or other lovers at Hogwarts

"Well?" Hermione raised her voice, which startled Vaseline.

"I I said the wrong thing? "

"No Hermione rolled her eyes. "It's just that I don't like it very much, but Ron..."

Hermione looked at Ron seriously. "You have to think about it..."

"Oh, come on, there's some pain in my head. I'll have to rest for a while." Ron covered his head. "I'm sorry I can't cheer Harry on the spot, but if you two are here..."

"Oh, leave him alone." Harry shook his head and felt that his time of being entangled with ravend would be prolonged for a long time. He is very busy now

"Let's go."

"All right. Well, good luck. I hope you'll teach McCullough - I mean, Smith. "

"I'll try," Harry picked up the broom. "See you after the game."

The three men scurried through the empty hallway; the whole school was out, either sitting in the audience or on their way there. As he walked, he looked out of the window, trying to estimate how strong the wind would be. A noise in front of him made Harry look back. Harry saw Malfoy coming towards him accompanied by two girls, both of whom were angry.

Malfoy stopped as soon as he saw Harry. Then he gave a dry smile and went on.

"Where are you going? "Asked Harry.

"Yes, I really want to tell you, because it's something to do with you, Potter," Malfoy sneered. "You'd better hurry up. They're waiting for the captain of the right man - the boy who shows his skill - they called you recently."

One of the girls giggled reluctantly. Harry stares at her. She blushed at once. Malfoy pushed past Harry, and the girl and her friends trotted to keep up with him and disappeared around a corner.

Harry's feet were rooted and stood watching them disappear. It's outrageous; he's just about to miss the game, and then he meets the sneaky Malfoy, who's not in the whole school: it's Harry's best chance to find out what Malfoy's doing.

Time passed quietly, and Harry stood there staring at the place where Malfoy had disappeared

"Where have you been? "Asked Ginny as Harry darted into the dressing room. The whole team had changed; two batters, Kurt and Pixar, were pounding their legs nervously with their bats.

"I met Malfoy," Harry whispered as he put on his scarlet robe.

"And then?"

"Then I wanted to know why he was in the castle with a couple of girlfriends when everyone else was here

"Does this moment matter?""Well, I'm not likely to find out, am I?" Harry grabbed the catapult and helped his glasses. "Let's go!" He said nothing more and strode to the court to meet the deafening cheers and boos. There was almost no wind; there were white clouds in the sky; the sun glared from time to time.

"What a difficult situation!" Mcclargan kept pushing the team behind. "Kurt, Pixar, you two fly to the sunny side so that they don't see you coming, and you two can give them a head start -"

"I'm the captain, mcclargen. Don't give them orders," Harry said angrily. Either ravend or McClaren, in a word, is getting worse and worse in Harry's eyes Annoyed.

"Now, please stay at your goal."

After mcclargan walked away, Harry turned to Kurt and Pixar. "Make sure you fly out of the sun, I mean Oh, you guys, make the most of it. " Harry told them both reluctantly.

He's lost patience, whether it's McClaren or Quidditch, Harry swears it's definitely the least interesting moment he's ever had for Quidditch

Now Harry's head is full of memories of Malfoy

Malfoy With two little sisters I don't know Oh, it's a girl, and then sneaks around in the castle

People from Hogwarts are here, and almost every college except Ron is here.

Well, Malfoy stayed in the castle, and Harry could not think of any reason to explain Malfoy's behavior except for the destruction.

Harry shook hands with huffpuff's captain, and with Mrs. Hodge's whistle, the game began. He rose above his teammates and galloped around the field in search of the snitch.

If he catches it early enough, he will have a chance to go back to the castle and find out what Malfoy is doing with the map of the living spots

"It's Smith of huffpuff with the flyball," a trance voice echoed over the pitch. "Of course he explained the last game, and Ginny Weasley ran into him, and I think it was probably intentional - it looks like that, but there's nothing wrong with that. Smith was rather rude to Gryffindor, and I think he's regretting it now because he's playing against them - Oh, look, he lost the fly, Ginny took it from him, I really like her, she's very nice... "

Harry was staring down at the commentary booth.

This ethereal and How to say, the voice of unspeakable patients, like Oriole?

It's really crisp and nice to hear, but it appears in the position of the commentary seat

No one in his right mind would let Luna Lovegood explain the game, would he?

But even above, he clearly recognized Luna's long, dirty blonde hair and a necklace of butter and beer corks

Professor McGonagall, next to Luna, seemed to be rethinking the appointment.

Maybe it's really impossible to find someone, but Luna's results, in the eyes of professors, are still very attractive, that is, maybe the nerve jumping is too strong.

“…… But now that big hitchhiker has snatched the fly from her, I don't remember his name. It's Bibo - no, it's Baggins - "

" it's cadorad! " Professor McGonagall said in a loud voice beside Luna's dark face. Through the loudspeaker, everyone could hear Professor McGonagall's voice full of anger and helplessness.

There was a burst of laughter from the audience.

Harry also laughed, which made him feel better. He probably swept around, but to his disappointment, he didn't find the position of van Lin and Hermione.

But apparently Harry didn't have time to say hello to them.

Harry looked for the snitch carefully; but he had not found any trace of it. After a while, cadorad scored.

It was a surprise, but mcclargen kept yelling at Ginny for missing the fly, and didn't notice that the big red ball went into the goal against her right ear.

It made Harry feel a little bad, or, for McClaren, Harry was always in a bad temper.

"So, mcclargen, can you just leave the others alone and focus on what you have to do for yourself!" Harry turned and yelled at his goalkeeper.

"You're not setting a good example either!" Mcclargen yelled with a red face.

"Harry Potter is arguing with his goalkeeper," Luna said quietly, as if she were not friends with Harry, which made Harry Miss Jordan a little, which was a bit embarrassing.

The captain and the goalkeeper were fighting in the field?

It has to be admitted that Luna is very good at grasping the key points. Of course, Luna didn't notice the ghost flying ball that huffpav scored before.

At the same time, cheers and jeers erupted in the crowd below heffpav and Slytherin."I don't think that will help him find the snitch, but maybe it's a good idea..." Luna said in a loud voice, echoing through the Quidditch arena.

However, Harry doesn't expect Luna to help him return. It's a blot on his career

Harry returned to the court, cursing angrily, scanning the air, trying to find the sign of the winged golden ball.

Meanwhile, Ginny and demerza each scored a goal, giving some reason to cheer for those in red and gold below. Then cardorad scored another goal to level the score, the scene entered the white hot stage.

But in fact, Luna still seems to have not noticed the score, at least from the beginning of the explanation, in Luna's mouth has said any story about the score; she has shown an extraordinary indifference to such worldly things as goals, and she is constantly trying to draw the audience's attention to such things as strange clouds Bian also speculated whether Zachary Smith, who had not held the ball in his arms for more than a minute, had a "failure disorder.".

I have to admit that it's a great joy for Luna to explain Quidditch. Luna is very talented in this respect, for example, jumping nerve line?

Anyway, in Fanlin's opinion, Luna is enough to give Professor McGonagall face.

The shape of Hogwarts castle is more attractive to Luna than Quidditch.

I love your shape wherever I go

"70 to 40, Hufflepuff is ahead!" Professor McGonagall yelled at Luna's loudspeakers.

"Oh, really, already?" Luna expressed great surprise at this and continued to do her own vague response.

"Oh, the cloud, it looks like I mean, look! Gryffindor's goalkeeper grabbed the batter's bat Luna finally found something bright in the field.

"It seems Gryffindor didn't get ready for the game Their goalkeeper What's your name, McMillan or something He seems to be planning a live demonstration. "

Harry turned around in midair.

Sure enough, mcclargen somehow grabbed Pixar's bat, as if to show him how to hit the swimming ball to the oncoming cadorad.

"Can you give him the bat and go back to the goal?" Harry rushed to mcclargen in a rage. If he could, Harry thought that it would be better to put van Lin here than mcclargen. At least, he would not.

This should be the last game of mcclargen's Gryffindor team's career.

At this point, mcclargen hit the ball violently, but missed the target.

The eyes are dark, dizzy pain A flash Distant screams A feeling of falling down in a long tunnel

"What happened outside?" Hermione suddenly stopped, and the sound of the Quidditch field in the distance became noisy. It seemed that something terrible had happened.

"Er It's like Harry... " Van Lin was a little unsure. "He was hit by McClaren's walking ball."

"What? Mcclargen? " Hermione was a little unsure. "Isn't he a goalkeeper? What about swimming balls... "

"Oh, don't worry about him. With Professor McGonagall around, there's nothing wrong with Harry." Van Lin shook his head. In addition to his sympathy for Harry's tragic experience, he had no fluctuation in his heart and even wanted to laugh

In fact, since first grade, when van Lin beat Harry once, Quidditch He didn't get any money from Harry.

In Harry's words, if you don't use magic, you can fly really bad

The point is, riding a stick, and not comfortable

Well, it's really a case in point. It must be admitted that in Quidditch, Harry perfectly inherited the gift of James Potter, or Tom himself was a good hand

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