Chapter 35 Sadness
Because of Principal Black's ban, Harry didn't know much about Quidditch.
Of course he is looking forward to Wood's teaching.
After Woodlara introduced the gameplay of Quidditch ramblingly, Harry suddenly asked: "So, have you ever killed anyone in the game? I mean, look at how fast we fly when we play Quidditch." Being so high, you still have to dodge Bludgers from time to time..."
He tried to act like an amateur.
"How is that possible?" Wood showed a surprised look: "Quidditch will at most break your jaw, or break your arms and legs. Even if you fall, the field has been cast with protective magic, which is enough to give you enough protection." Protection - at least you won’t fall to death.”
Harry was sure that this was Black's conspiracy.
After performing a dive and emergency stop for Wood, as well as various difficult movements, Wood's expression changed from doubts about Harry's flying ability at the beginning, to admiration in the middle, and finally settled on determination.
"This year's Quidditch will definitely be engraved with our names." Wood said happily, "You know, I once saw your father's name on the Quidditch trophy, James Potter, right? ? He is the Gryffindor Chaser."
"I heard Hagrid say that my dad was great at Quidditch," Harry said.
"That's right, your flying ability is inherited in your blood." Wood said firmly: "Then, let our little Mr. Potter lead us to victory!"
Wood only taught Harry the rules of Quidditch and did not involve him in training.
In his opinion, he was willing to believe that a genius like Harry could fly around the yard on a broom even when he couldn't walk.
The classes at Hogwarts were not stressful, at least Harry always had some free time.
Never had a class made Harry feel so bored. He was really fed up with Professor Quirrell's stammering and unfocused lessons.
This is the worst professor ever, he thought.
Sitting in front of the long Gryffindor table, Harry chewed his sandwich without a bite, and was still thinking about going to the crypt downstairs of the Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom while there was no class.
Just as he was lost in thought, Hermione across from him suddenly let out an exclamation.
"Oh my God, Harry, Ron!"
As if she had discovered a new world, she dragged Harry and Ron and slapped a small hand on the thick book.
"What's wrong?" Ron asked confused.
Isn't there any treasure in this book? Otherwise, why would Hermione be so surprised and excited?
"Ever since I heard about it from Hagrid, I've been looking for it for more than half a month!" Hermione pressed her little hand on the book and whispered to the two of them: "Look, I finally found it here - there is a record here Let me take a look at the article about Harry Potter's deeds... Ron, who are you, Gareth Weasley?"
"My great-grandfather." Ron shrugged.
Harry, who was originally not interested in Hermione's 'big discovery', immediately raised his head.
Good girl, you are so prompt.
"Your great-grandfather? Ronald..." Hermione opened her eyes wide, "You never said that you had such a powerful great-grandfather."
"Actually, I don't know much about him." Ron spread his hands. Hermione gave Ron a subtle look, then lowered her head to search for the article.
Harry had the intention to ask about Gareth's current situation, but he was a little worried and didn't know how to ask better.
It's not that I'm struggling with the way to ask questions, but I'm afraid of hearing some bad news.
"Look here, Harry." Hermione pointed to a piece of text with a smile and said to Harry: "I finally know why Peeves is so afraid of you! It seems that he thinks you are that Harry! Look, He created a spell to deal with Peeves -"
"How do you know Peeves is afraid of Harry?" Ron asked curiously.
"Does this need to be said? Ron." Hermione rolled her eyes, "Oh my God, didn't you realize that when we walked with Harry, we were never teased by Peeves? In addition, on the first day of school God, when Harry took out his wand and pointed it at Peeves, the guy was so frightened that he ran away. He must have thought Harry was that person! ”
"Cool." Ron also became interested, "Can you find out what that spell is? If we learn it, we really don't have to be afraid of Peeves in the future."
"I will find it." Hermione's little face showed a determined expression as if she was standing in the position of a dragon.
Harry opened his mouth. He actually wanted to tell Hermione the spell.
"He is really amazing," Hermione exclaimed: "It says that he invented this spell when he was in the third grade - God, I find it difficult to learn spells now."
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"Let's see what else there is?" Ron ducked under the table, sat next to Hermione, and looked with him.
"Here, here." Hermione pointed to another paragraph and said, "I really can't believe that Ron, the ancestor of the Weasley family, is actually a good friend of the ancestor of the Malfoy family? They are also comrades in the fight against the Fire Serpent Party... …”
"How is it possible?" Ron's nose turned red immediately, "How could my great-grandfather be involved with the Malfoy family? Don't lie!"
"Read it yourself!" Hermione whispered, and pushed the book in front of Ron, pointing at the text and said: "Look, Gareth Weasley, Pappy Sweeting, Cardiff Sandra Malfoy, these are all comrades who worked with Harry to suppress the Fire Serpent Party and put down the goblin rebellion..."
Ron looked over and saw that the words on it were exactly what Hermione said.
His face turned redder and he muttered that the article above must be false. How could a Weasley family be friends with Malfoy?
"Can the history recorded in the book be false?" Hermione narrowed her eyes.
"I don't believe it anyway," Ron said stubbornly.
Seeing the two of them looking at each other, Harry suddenly said: "Then why don't you ask the person involved? I mean, your great-grandfather, Mr. Gareth Weasley."
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"My great-grandfather died before I was born." Ron whispered. "Not even Bill and Charlie met him, and he didn't even leave a portrait."
Harry felt his heart twitching.
"Sorry, Ron, sorry..." he murmured.
Is Gareth dead? Then...will Sebastian and Ominis also...
And Cassandra and Velatia, will they also...
Harry was in a mess. He suddenly heard the news of the death of his old friend, and his mood suddenly became very bad for no reason.
(End of chapter)