Connor's Hogwarts

"Awesome! Ron, you are so awesome!"

"I actually summoned that legendary monster! It's so powerful! I always thought those five cards were useless cards, but I didn't expect it to be so powerful!"

"Ron, how did you draw that card in the end?! Do you have any secret moves?! Can you teach me?!"

In the Gryffindor lounge, Ron, who returned from the victory like a hero, was surrounded by stars.

As long as Slytherin is defeated, no matter how small the victory is, it is worthy of a party for the Gryffindors to celebrate, not to mention defeating the arrogant Malfoy in such a big scene. Ron really did this this time The little lions deserve to be treated like this.

"Hahahaha! You don't even think about how that idiot Malfoy could be my opponent!" Ron stood on the long table in the lounge, giving an impassioned speech like a victorious general:

"Actually, I have long wanted to summon Exodia once in the game! But you all know that it is too difficult, and there is basically no possibility of success. After all, if you are careless in the game, you will lose everything. I only dare to use it when fighting against Malfoy’s colored pens, hahahaha!”

Ron stood on the table and pointed out the situation. He talked about it and told his friends in detail how he planned the deck, how he stored the cards to survive, and how he counterattacked against the wind. The audience in the audience exclaimed one after another.

".At the last moment, I have actually calculated that the probability of drawing [Sealed Exodia] on the next card is fully one-third! If there is a one-third probability, isn't it easy to get it? When my hand When I put it on the deck I knew I had a winner!”

At the same time, on the other side of the lounge, Hermione put down her hands covering her ears, stared at Ron's neck with murderous eyes, and said angrily: "It's so noisy, can't this guy just calm down? I just like to be in the limelight.”

Harry was sitting on the sofa next to him, holding a barbell in one hand and flipping through a magazine with the other. He smiled and said, "It's not the first time you know Ron's character, but if you want to read quietly, why don't you go to the library?"

"What time do you think it is now? And I have to help Neville check his homework, otherwise Neville will be unlucky again in Potions class next week."

Sitting opposite Hermione, Neville, who was struggling with his homework, raised his head and smiled honestly, and then continued to read.

Neville was the weakest among Harry's students. Except for his average grades in Herbology, he was at the bottom of the class in almost every other subject.

If Hermione hadn't helped him with tutoring in her spare time, Neville would most likely have become the first student in the history of Hogwarts to be repeated in his first year.

"By the way, Neville hasn't seen you participating in any activities. Every time I see you, you are always reading. The courses now are so simple, why can't you learn?"

As soon as Harry finished speaking, he realized that he seemed to have said the wrong thing. He was so obsessed with lifting dumbbells that he couldn't speak out of his mind... Harry raised his head in embarrassment and found Hermione glaring at him fiercely.

"Sorry, Neville, I didn't mean anything else."

"It's okay." Neville shook his head dully, "My magic talent is not good to begin with, and my memory has been very bad since I was a child. Even if I read the book every day, I can't remember much the next day. It's true. I'm too stupid myself."

Seeing Neville becoming more and more depressed, the atmosphere suddenly became heavy. Harry awkwardly raised the dumbbells and was at a loss. He even felt that he had gone too far.

Although Harry felt that his relationship with Neville was pretty good, he was usually very busy and had little communication with his roommates, let alone Neville, the most transparent person in their dormitory.

As a roommate, Harry didn't even know Neville as well as Hermione knew Neville. This made Harry don't know how to deal with it for a while. He could only turn to Hermione for help, and in his subconscious If there's anything you can't solve, just ask Hermione.

Hermione sighed, feeling that it was too difficult for her to work part-time as a psychological counselor for these silly boys even though she had so much to learn every day...

"Neville, you know who Harry is. He didn't mean to say that."

"I know, I really don't care." Neville smiled forcefully. Everyone could see that he was in a bad mood. In fact, Neville did not blame Harry, he just felt powerless about his own weakness. .

Hermione continued to enlighten: "Neville, you just haven't found a learning method that suits you, or you haven't found your talent. Look at Ron, that idiot, his grades are a mess, and he's also very good at cards. Don't Don’t be discouraged, you will definitely find a path that suits you.”

"Ah sneeze!" Ron, who was still talking loudly, sneezed hard, and slugs roared out. His bad image successfully persuaded some ignorant girls who were about to turn into his little fangirls to quit and behave.

"You're right." Neville scratched his head and said with a naive smile: "I can still keep up with the progress in the herbal medicine class, and Professor Sprout also takes good care of me."

"Yeah, right, Neville, you have to believe in yourself, you can definitely do it!" Hermione encouraged Neville on the surface, but actually she was sighing helplessly on the inside.

Neville usually spends the most time in herbal medicine class, because Professor Sprout is very kind to him and is the gentlest to him among all the professors. Neville does not want to let the professor down.

But even if Neville tried his best to read and study, he could only catch up with the progress of his peers in the herbal medicine class. Neville's talent... is really too poor...

Maybe Neville is really not suitable to be a wizard... Hermione shook her head vigorously and shook this thought out of her mind. Anyway, she would do her best to help Neville.

Neville knew his own disadvantages, but he never gave up his efforts. Who did he have to judge whether others had "qualifications"?

Thinking of this, Hermione glared at Harry again and said angrily: "Harry, if you have nothing to do, go to Ron's lecture nearby and don't play with your iron here to affect our study! "

"Um..." Harry felt disgusted and awkwardly raised the dumbbell and pushed up his glasses, "I'm sure he will be tortured by Ron when he returns to the dormitory next time, so I won't go over and suffer in advance..."

Harry knew the nature of his best friend very clearly. Alas, if Mr. Gandalf hadn't refused to spar with me anymore, why would I have come back so early? I still prefer to lift dumbbells in the activity room to practice arm strength. Fighting with fists and fists...

Oh, it would be great if someone could fight with me... hmm? etc!

Harry suddenly froze, turned to look at Neville, and looked up and down. Neville seemed to be aware of something. He raised his head and saw Harry's strange eyes, and his anus tightened inexplicably.

"Ha...Harry...I...is there something wrong with me?" Neville said, shrinking his neck.

Harry stood up abruptly, walked over to Neville, and pressed his shoulders before he could dodge.

Then Neville felt like he was being held down by a giant dragon, unable to move at all! Then Harry started groping Neville everywhere without any hesitation!

Neville's face turned livid with fear. He raised his head, but could only see Harry's round lenses in front of him reflecting a strange light...

Help...help...! Neville's face turned pale and he cast a pleading look at Hermione beside him.

"..." This time Hermione ignored Neville's plea for help. Her face turned slightly red and she turned away, while using the corner of her eye to stare at this scene of unity and friendship... It seemed... she was quite happy to see it?

Neville was completely desperate and could only let Harry play around like a puppet, his face lifeless.

But Harry didn't fumble for long. After a while, Harry patted Neville's strong shoulder and said, "Good guy! I didn't expect you to be very good, Neville! I usually see you as chubby, but I didn't expect you to be so chubby." That’s not actually fat, but a strong body!”

"..." I often help the professor with weeding and hoeing, so it's normal for me to be a little stronger, but Harry, you look gentle on the surface, but I didn't expect you to be a beast in clothes! What's the matter with your strange power! ! ! Neville's eyes were full of horror.

"Neville, come with me! I have something good for you Kangkang!"

"Wait...wait! Harry, Harry don't want it!"

Seeing Neville being snatched away by Harry like a chicken, Hermione raised her hand and finally chose to remain silent... She patted her face that was a little hot, feeling that she felt a little weird...

...Well...the pure friendship between boys and so on...isn't it quite beautiful...

On the other side, Harry pulled Neville out of the lounge and took him to a deserted corner...

"Neville, I think there is a different path that may suit you..."

"Huh? Harry what are you talking about?"

"Neville, do you want to become powerful? Do you want to no longer be looked down upon by others? Do you want to have real power? Didn't you say that you once thought about becoming an Auror? Now you are still pursuing this dream. Are you here?"

Harry's questioning made Neville fall into silence. Every word of Harry's questions cut into his heart, because these were the deepest desires in his heart.

Neville licked his dry lips, swallowed hard, and spoke hoarsely: "I...what should I do?"

"Pa!" Harry slapped Neville hard on the shoulder. Neville almost screamed out in pain. Harry raised his thumb. Not only his eyes, but also his white teeth reflected something strange. the light…

"Neville! I see that your bones are amazing. You are a unique martial arts prodigy! Do you want to learn swordsmanship from me? Let me teach you the skills of fencing!"

Neville stumbled and almost fell. He raised his head and looked at Harry with eyes full of disbelief.

"ha???"