hp's chaotic life at Hogwarts

The ex is really embarrassing.

Riley was a little restless in front of Wood. Wood's solid gaze almost burned a hole in her robe.

Merlin, why would I agree to the weird requests of the Weasleys?

Wood was the first to break the silence: "How are you doing?"

Very standard ex question. Riley's toes clenched: "It's okay. What about you?"

Wood nodded wordlessly.

Then the air in the room fell into silence.

Riley couldn't find anything to do, so she silently picked up an apple and started peeling it. But...the toes...will also get tired!

Wood enjoyed the moment almost greedily. They had never been alone together since their breakup. Even if they meet often on the court, she rarely focuses on herself. The opponent girl is riding on a broom, and her strong posture allows her to perform various difficult movements with ease. The wind made the green team uniform rustle, and her eyes looking at the ring were focused and sharp, like a wolf seeing its prey.

She had moved on from that failed relationship, leaving him alone, stuck in her memory. He also thought about staying. But thinking about what he had done before, he suddenly lost his courage.

Gryffindor, who has always been reckless, will also be cautious.

"Fred and George said that you especially liked to torture them after we broke up, and you specifically asked me to be your lobbyist." Riley pretended to be relaxed and wanted to break the silence.

She mentioned the breakup without any grudge, as if she didn't care at all.

Wood thought of the rumors in the school these days, and her growing close relationship with the Weasley twins, and felt anxious in her heart: "Don't listen to them."

Riley knew the twins wanted her to persuade their poor captain. After all, it would have been better to get out of this kind of thing as soon as possible in the past.

Riley sighed and looked at the person lying on the bed with a very forgiving look: "Wood, you should take care of yourself and the Gryffindor team members."

Wood didn't speak. He was too uncomfortable to speak now.

That's the look.

This look seems to be inclusive, but is actually indifferent.

It wasn't like this before. It used to be kind and warm.

Wood looked up at her. I don't know if it was because of the backlight, but his eyes were a little sour: "Okay. I will do it."

He is not good at words. Even after breaking up, talking to the girl you miss is dry. He wanted to talk about something, but now his mind was like a mush and couldn't move.

After Riley finished peeling the apple, she handed it to him: "You should know that you look very handsome playing Quidditch."

Taking the apple that he failed to take that day, Wood felt a dense pain in his heart.

What a similar scene. In the hospital wing, he was lying on the bed, and the girl was peeling an apple beside the bed.

But last time we broke up as lovers, this time we broke up as friends.

How many times in the middle of the night have I dreamed of this scene. The phrase "If you say you love me, I'll say me too" echoed in his ears, gnawing at his heart over and over again, making him regret it endlessly.

Just a little bit, just a little bit.

Why only focus on your own hobbies and ignore her needs? Why don't you know how to keep distance from other girls?

He watched Riley become more and more dazzling after joining the Quidditch team. He tortured himself over and over again, hating himself for being a bastard for hurting the one he loved and missing out on the one he loved.

Riley watched as Wood took a bite of the apple and finally let go of the toes that he had pushed too hard.

Wood reluctantly watched Riley walk out the door. Then George Fred? George? Forget it, it was Weasley anyway, running over and giving him something.

He looked away and looked at the small thing in his hand. This thing looks like an ear, and it looks quite lifelike at first glance, so much so that it gives people goosebumps just by looking at it.

Wood asked Weasley: "What is this?"

The red-haired man grinned and put his ear next to his without any explanation.

Wood's frown relaxed the moment he heard Riley's voice. He raised his head and looked at Weasley in astonishment.

The red head gave him a very proud look.

She would be angry if she found out. Wood wanted to unload. However, Riley's voice successfully stopped his hand.

"You mean Wood?"

I just listened to her voice and Wood kept persuading himself in his heart. With guilt and expectation, I silently put down my hand.

The girl's voice rang in his ears through telescopic ears.

"I do hope that he can take good care of himself, but he has nothing to do with me anymore. To be honest, it is also the relationship between my ex and my opponent."

The red-haired man looked at the captain's suddenly pale face and could probably guess what the other person said.

"Hey, tell the truth. When you joined the Quidditch team, did you sincerely want to piss off Wood?" The other Weasley was persuasive and his joking tone made it easy for people to let down their guard.

"In fact, I was disgusted when Flint approached me and wanted me to join. I hate being treated as a pure tool for other people to laugh at."

"But didn't you agree?"

Wood's heart sank, as if he was hanging on a cliff, waiting for trial.

"I don't want to take the note that Professor Snape personally approved. Do I dare? In addition, the brick they thought could break me might be the ladder for me to climb up. Now guess what they threw at me in the first place Is it a humiliation or an opportunity?”

The rope breaks.

Wood always thought that she had her own reasons for joining the Slytherin team. He thought maybe Riley couldn't let go of him, or why would she join the Quidditch team on purpose? With secret expectations, he had always maintained that tiny hope.

But he never expected that it would be like this, that he would just bring trouble to his beloved girl again.

Fred, who was talking to Riley outside, felt a little complicated. He really didn't expect Riley to be forced to join the Quidditch team. Although she was misunderstood by so many people, the girl never publicized this matter to clarify the misunderstanding or create sympathy, and of course she never told them in private. He also did not expect that what they had always thought of as "revenge on their ex after breaking up" was the girl's choice to work hard out of desperation.

After Riley walked away, George asked Fred with a complicated heart: "Fred, are you sure? After interacting with her in the past few days, I don't think she is the scheming person we say."

Fred was a little shaken: "But... why? Why didn't she say it earlier?"

George was silent for a moment, and then spoke with some difficulty: "Because no one asked. Everyone acquiesced to her ruthlessness."

Fred and George stood at the door of the hospital wing, suddenly at a loss.

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After Filch's cat, another person was petrified.

A young wizard followed Harry. What's worse is that this little wizard is born from the blood. Now the little Muggle-born wizards at Hogwarts are even more scared.

Petrified people need mandrake to unpetrify them. Professor Sprout has been very busy these past two days. Riley could only do her best to protect herself from harm. There is no other way.

"I told you I don't know! My dad said"

As soon as you step into the Slytherin common room you can hear Draco's classic "My Dad".

Riley:…

There was no one in the Slytherin lounge at this time. Goyle and Crabbe sat in front of him, listening to his grumbling.

Riley didn't pay much attention. Just as she was about to go back to the dormitory, Draco called her, his tone full of provocation: "Lamivin, a hemp has been petrified. Aren't you afraid?"

Riley didn't panic at all when faced with Master Malfoy's provocation: "I'm not afraid."

She does it again!

Draco sneered: "Wizards born from hemp species will be eliminated. You are not afraid."

Riley knew that he grew up in a pure-blood family and had been instilled in him the concept of "pure-blood supremacy". In addition, his family was doting on him, so he grew up like this. In the eyes of this group of so-called "pure bloods", mixed bloods are inferior to others, and hemps are not even considered human beings.

Draco is like a tree. If you don't prune it, but deliberately put crooked splints on it, it will naturally grow crooked. All naughty kids are like this.

In Riley's eyes, these little kids are all crooked little trees brought out by crooked big trees.

It was still a headache to talk to the crooked little tree. Riley told Draco: "Didn't I tell you, I have the ability to protect myself."

Draco smiled, his cute little face smiling with a unique dignity: "I checked later and found that even many wizards from the Ministry of Magic cannot cast the Iron Armor Curse. Fourth-year students can't cast it without anyone to guide them." It's impossible to learn under the circumstances. You're lying."

Goyle and Crabbe on the side suddenly raised their heads and looked at her, which startled Draco. Draco was frightened and asked them loudly and angrily: "What are you doing! Weren't you also there when she made such big talk that day?"

Gao Er moved his lips and held back a sentence: "I didn't expect that she would dare to lie."

Draco agreed. He turned around and looked at Riley calmly: "How dare you lie to purebloods? Are you afraid that you will lose face, so you say you can?"

Beauty Riley was speechless.

Pure blood, pure blood, you have to bring your blood with you in everything you do. Witness the dangers of society, Malfoy!

Riley smiled, showing off her unobstructed magic power in front of this arrogant young master for the first time.

"protego."

With a wave of the wand, blue magic power leaked out from the top, with a slight flash of light, and then dissipated in the air, forming a colorless barrier.

The moment she pulled out her wand, Malfoy thought she was going to do something to him, and he almost hid behind the sofa. Fortunately, she shouted out the spell the next second, so she didn't embarrass the young master.

Malfoy almost embarrassed himself in front of his younger brother, so he was naturally very angry. But the powerful magic soon made him unable to take care of that little bit of embarrassment.