Hogwarts Diary: Snape Goes Crazy

But no matter how handsome Vesey is, it has nothing to do with Harry.

At five o'clock in the afternoon, Harry arrived at the Umbridge office on time.

Vesey and the others said goodbye to him at the door.

"If you come back early in the evening, come find us in the library and we will do homework together."

Vesey said with a smile.

In fact, it was very clear that Harry would arrive at midnight.

After Harry left, they walked to the library, and Ronald looked at them hesitantly all the way.

"What happened to you?"

Hermione frowned at him.

"Do you want to go to solitary confinement with Harry?"

she asked unhappily.

Ronald's appearance had seriously disturbed her chat with Vesey, because Vesey glanced at Ronald with concern from time to time.

Ronald snorted.

Then he rubbed his hands hesitantly.

"You ask me, can I play Quidditch... I mean, my mother bought me a broom, I don't use it for nothing..."

Vesey smiled.

"Of course, I don't think you can't do it. Do you still want to participate in the Gryffindor goalkeeper selection?"

Ronald's face turned red.

"I may not be able to choose..."

"It's one thing to choose or not, but it's another thing to try hard, right?

I have seen several people selecting goalkeepers in the past few days, but I think their flying skills are only average. Maybe you can be better than them through practice?

During the summer vacation, we sometimes 277 tried to fly. I think your flying performance at that time was no worse than Fred and George. "

"Really? I mean, if you support it, I will try it..."

Ronald looked at Vesey excitedly.

"Of course, we definitely support it, right, Hermione, you support Ronald, right?"

Hermione snorted.

"As long as he stops saying that what I knit for house elves is rubbish, I will support him!"

Ronald grinned.

"I apologize, I shouldn't have called your hat and scarf a garbage bag, they still have some shape.

By the way, you must not tell Harry, I think I can give him a surprise, and I won't feel too bad if I don't get selected. "

Vesey and Hermione both nodded.

Watching him fly away, walking hand in hand to the library.

It's nice to have one less light bulb.

That night.

When Harry came back, he found that Ronald had fallen asleep. He sighed regretfully. He originally wanted to say a few words to Ronald!

But he was also very tired, so he slept until morning, and then found Ronald on the dining table.

What surprised him was that Ronald also looked very tired.

His hair was not combed, and his face looked a little bad.

"What have you been doing?"

Harry asked in surprise.

Ronald awkwardly changed the topic (cjag).

"I'm doing other things... You might as well lend me your divination class homework and let me look for inspiration.

"You didn't do your homework yesterday?"

Harry was even more surprised.

Ronald didn't answer, his eyes moved around the auditorium, looking for inspiration from his dream.

Then, he scribbled a few sentences on the parchment and hurriedly followed everyone to get out of class.

The divination class is actually quite easy to mess up. As long as they make up things well and satisfy Trelawney's desire to make things up, they can pass it smoothly.

But the transfiguration class is not so easy to take.

Harry became one of the worst students because he had no time to practice the vanishing spell and was given a lot of homework by Professor McGonagall.

In the evening he went again to Umbridge for confinement.

Vesey asked worriedly: "What on earth did she ask you to do?"

"Write sentences."

Harry muttered.

He didn't want Vesey to know what Umbridge had done to him.

He knew that if Vesey found out, he would definitely quarrel with Umbridge.

He didn't want Vesey to be kicked out of school.

Vesey himself is not in good health, so there is no need to be dragged into this whirlpool.

That's it, until Friday.

When Harry returned from Umbridge's office, he found the Gryffindor common room celebrating.

He finally learned that Ronald had participated in the Quidditch Keeper selection.

Ronald was very happy.

He poured Harry a glass of butterbeer.

“I never thought I could actually do it, but luckily Vesey encouraged me to do it.

he said proudly.

Harry greeted him tiredly.

He wanted to laugh, but he couldn't laugh at all.

The back of his hand was burning with pain, and he had no energy at all.

"I'm going to rest."

he said.

This made Ronald a little disappointed.

The next morning it was very early.

Harry suddenly woke up.

Ronald and the others could still be heard snoring in the dormitory.

The pain on the back of his hand disappeared a lot, and he finally decided to do his homework.

He has saved a lot of homework. If he doesn't write it, the professors will definitely talk to him.

But I put my hand on my homework for a long time and couldn't write a word.

Finally, he decided to write a letter to Sirius.

There was no key point in the letter, he just said that when he was in Umbridge's office, he had a headache and he was worried that Voldemort was causing trouble.

Later, he took the letter and went to the Owlery to find Hedwig.

At the Owlery, he met Cho Chang.

Qiu Zhang saw his concerned expression.

"How have you been in confinement these days?"

Harry's mood finally improved.

Because this was the first time Qiu Zhang had spoken to him properly in the past few days.

He nodded vigorously.

"not bad."

"Then let's do our homework together in the afternoon?"

she asked.

Harry nodded vigorously again.

He was in a great mood and came to the auditorium happily.

But the good mood ended here.

Because Hermione received the new Daily Prophet.

The newspaper wrote: According to informed sources, Sirius Black, the vicious man who killed thirteen Muggles recently, appeared in London...

The expressions on their faces became ugly.

"I told you that he shouldn't come out. Now it's better. He will definitely be strictly required to stay in the room!"

Hermione said angrily.

No one spoke.

"And Stork, did you see it? He was arrested when he broke through a door in the early morning. This is very strange. It looks like revenge from the Ministry of Magic. It may also be that the Imperius Curse was used on him."

Vesey pointed to a corner of the page and said.

It made Harry and the others even more worried.

"The situation is getting worse and worse now."

Vesey sighed.

"Forget it, let's do our homework first. My brother has to go on a date with Qiu Zhang in the afternoon, so we'd better do it quickly!"

Harry blushed.

"It's about doing homework together, not a date."

"It makes no difference. I think she would rather date you than do homework with you!"

she reminded.

Harry's face turned redder.

He began to seize the time to do his homework and looked forward to his appointment with Qiu Zhang in the afternoon.

But at noon, Angelina found him.

"There is a training for the whole team this afternoon. You have to go. You can't go on Friday. Now for this run-in, you won't stop coming, right?"

Angelina asked Harry angrily.

Harry couldn't refuse.

So he quickly wrote a letter to Qiu Zhang and canceled the appointment.

Vesey kept shaking her head behind his back.

"What's the difference between you and Shuang Yue?"

"But I have to take part in Quidditch. If I don't take part, I might never be able to play again."

He's right.

Angelina is now very unhappy with him.

If Harry didn't go, she might really have to find a new team member.

...

Brother, are you really not afraid of being broken up by Qiuzhang if you break the appointment like this?