Chapter 616： A different Malfoy

Remember [New] for a second,! After Halloween, Hogwarts finally ushered in the first Quidditch match of the term.

Since the Triwizard Tournament was held last year, there was no Quidditch match, so the students at Hogwarts had been holding back for a long time, and everyone came to the stadium early, wanting to take a better seat.

As in previous years, the game that started was the old rivals of Gryffindor and Slytherin.

With Dumbledore's intervention, Umbridge finally passed the Gryffindor team's reorganization application, but she kept delaying the approval until the day before the game, because the team hadn't been reorganized, so they couldn't. Approved for practice on the field, which has resulted in Harry and the others having no time to practice at all.

"It doesn't matter! Even if we don't practice, we can beat the Slytherin guys to pieces!"

In the Gryffindor lounge, Angelina roared loudly like Wood possessed, cheering the players up.

Everyone else's mentality was not bad, only Ron, who was going to play for the first time, seemed very nervous, and Harry could only comfort him in a low voice.

When the time came, Harry walked into the stadium with his teammates. There was a tsunami of cheers around him. He looked around and saw that in addition to Slytherin, the other three academies were cheering for them...

In addition to the fact that Slytherin has always been unpopular, there is naturally also the influence of the companions of the cat club.

"Relax, Ron." Harry reassured Ron in a low voice again, "Goyle and Crabbe can both join the school team, they can't even tell the broom's head and tail."

Ron: "..."

Although I feel that Harry compares himself with Goyle and Crabbe's two idiots, he seems to be despising himself, but I have to say that the effect of these words is quite good, and Ron is not so bad all of a sudden nervous.

They came to the middle of the pitch, where the Slytherin players and Ms. Hooch were already waiting.

Harry's eyes swept across Slytherin's new captain, Monta, and Goyle and Crabbe, who were wielding bats, and finally fell on Malfoy.

Malfoy leaned on his Nimbus 2001, his grey eyes looking back at Harry calmly.

When the eyes of the two met, Harry inexplicably felt a sense of tension that was different from the upcoming match, which made him subconsciously want to avoid Malfoy's sight, but he reacted in time and insisted He stopped his head that was about to turn away, and glared at Malfoy with his neck stuck.

However, Malfoy seemed to see Harry's sternness, and he showed a faint but ironic smile, and then took the initiative to look away.

Although the two of them didn't say a word, didn't even make a few movements, and just made eye contact, Harry didn't know why, but he just felt that he had just weakened Malfoy.

In fact, this is not the first time that a similar situation has occurred. Since the beginning of school, Harry has found that Malfoy has changed differently from the past, and as time goes on, his changes have become more and more obvious...

Malfoy is no longer the same as he used to do. From time to time, he took his two followers and ran in front of himself and Ron to be an eyesore. Except for the potions class, he would always cooperate with Snape and mock him. A taciturn appearance...

Of course, in the eyes of Harry and Ron, his appearance turned gloomy.

Originally, Harry should be happy that Malfoy no longer came to trouble them, but in fact, instead of being happy, Harry felt aggrieved.

Because he could feel that Malfoy didn't come to trouble them, not because he wanted to live peacefully with them, or because he was scared as Ron said, but showed a faint disdain for arguing with them.

This kind of high profile is more unacceptable to Harry than provocation, but he can't go to trouble because Malfoy doesn't come to himself, but to trouble the other party, and to be honest, the current Malfoy makes Harry a little bit afraid.

At first he didn't know why, but gradually, Harry realized...

The current Malfoy is like a smaller Professor Snape, which makes Harry feel a little panic at the same time as he is hostile to him.

"The captains of both sides shook hands."

Madam Hooch's voice interrupted Harry's thoughts, and he took his eyes away from Malfoy and looked at Angelina.

Monta's body size is similar to Harry's cousin Dudley. He grinned and stretched out his hand, thinking of pinching Angelina's fingers off, but Angelina didn't flinch, and calmly stretched out his hand to meet him Shake it.

"Get on a broom..."

Ms. Hooch spoke in time, making Montaune let go of her hand, while Angelina shook her hand blankly, and stepped onto her broom along with the other players.

As the whistle blew, fourteen players rose into the air, Harry glanced at Ron out of the corner of his eye, and found that he had gone straight to the ring as the goal as he had done in training, so he was relieved and avoided. Under the attack of the Bludger, he flew around in a big circle, looking for the Snitch who didn't know where he was.

At the other end of the pitch, Malfoy took the same course of action as he did.

While most of the students gathered on the Quidditch pitch to watch the long-lost game, Fish was walking around the castle alone.

Hermione was not by his side, because she happened to have something to discuss with the prefects about the cat club, and the noisy Quidditch pitch was an excellent cover, everyone was busy watching the game, no notice them.

What's more, there are other members of the cat club to help watch the wind and cover.

Originally, Hermione had invited Fisch to go with him, but it was just that Mao Mao was too noisy, and he would rather sleep in the dormitory.

After getting enough sleep, Fei Xu, who felt a little bored, left the dormitory and wandered aimlessly in the empty castle.

"Cough, cough." A familiar cough came from behind Fish, and Umbridge pretended to say in her little girl's falsetto, "Oh, isn't this Mr. McGonagall? You didn't look at it. A game?"

In fact, Fish had already smelled Umbridge, and her equally recognizable footsteps didn't escape Cat's sensitive ears.

In Fish's perception, Umbridge had actually been hanging behind him five minutes earlier. Cat Mao wasn't interested in what she wanted to do, so he didn't bother to pay attention to her, and if she wanted to take the initiative to attack him, then Fish had a reason to beat her up again.

She had no memory of beating Umbridge last time, which was quite depressing for the cat...

It's a pity that she actually took the initiative to say hello, it seems that she can't move.

"Fish doesn't like Quidditch...is there a problem?"

(?w?)

The cat looked back and asked not very happy.

"Of course there's no problem," Umbridge said with a happy smile, "Actually, I don't really like Quidditch, it's too savage!" She took a close look first, "Since we met so by chance. , then, do you want to sit in my office?"

In order to get Fish to agree to his invitation, Umbridge added: "I have tea from Master Trelawney, and snacks from my dear subordinates, I think you should like it. of."

Although the memory of Umbridge's attack has been erased by the Forgetting Potion, she has not forgotten the prophecy Trelawney gave her.

The existence she hates the most will bring her huge trouble, and it will haunt her for a long time, inseparable...

Doesn't this mean that he was turned into a toad man? !

Umbridge, who had been skeptical at first, now completely believed Trelawney's prophecy. During this period of time, in addition to constantly blocking many people in Hogwarts, she often ran to talk to Professor Trelawney and Professor Trelawney already knew her. After the purpose, she naturally pretended to be a ghost again, and gave her a prophecy about Dumbledore - "In the future, Dumbledore will suffer misfortune because of his greed."

In addition to this exciting prophecy, Professor Trelawney's disdain for Dumbledore in the prophecy also made Umbridge feel that she was a professor who could be won over by the Ministry of Magic...

So Umbridge ran to her more often, and that's how the tea came.

"Good meow."

(?`?′?)

Facing this obviously malicious invitation, Feixu agreed without thinking.

Then Umbridge laughed even more.

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After playing outside for a day, I am so tired that I don't want to code...