Became good friends with the Boy Who Lived

Time came to Friday, and ever since Harry started Quidditch training, Aris spent his leisure time on Friday afternoons in the audience seats at the edge of the Quidditch field.

Ron would be closer; he was an avid Quidditch fan and would take Harry for a spin on his Nimbus Two Thousand during breaks in his training.

Aries was much simpler. He would hold a book borrowed from the school library and read while watching Harry and the others' training. When he got tired of reading, he would just watch their training from a distance for a while. Especially since there were two lively guys, Fred and George, in the team, Aries felt very comfortable during his spare time.

This Friday afternoon seemed a little different. Captain Wood took his players to the training ground, talking about a series of training plans he had developed. Harry was among them.

On the way, they met a group of people who were also heading to the training ground. It was the Slytherin Quidditch team wearing green uniforms.

Wood growled in annoyance, "What the hell?" and walked quickly towards the captain of the Slytherin Quidditch team.

Wood spoke with a somewhat unfriendly tone: "Flint, we have reserved the training ground in advance. It seems very against the rules to grab the training ground at the last minute."

Aris realized what was happening and walked over. He didn't notice Hermione following behind him. He only heard Marcus Flint, the captain of the Slytherin Quidditch team, sneer and say in a sarcastic tone:

"Don't get excited, Wood, I have the note from our dean." After saying that, Flint handed a parchment scroll to Wood.

Wood took the scroll in confusion, unfolded it, and read out the contents: "I, Professor Snape, the Head of Slytherin, grant special permission to the Slytherin Quidditch team to temporarily requisition the Quidditch training ground to train the new members."

Wood returned the scroll to Flint and asked with a frown, "You guys also have a new member? Who is it?"

Before Flint could answer, a thin figure walked out from the tall and strong Slytherin team members. It was Draco. He waved his new broom in his hand in a particularly ostentatious manner. It was a beautiful broom emitting silver light. Even Aris, who was not very interested in Quidditch, thought that the broom was very beautiful.

Some students who were very keen on Quidditch took a deep breath and whispered to each other, "Oh my god, it's Nimbus 2001... It's not available in the UK yet... If you want it, you have to import it from abroad... How is this possible... They all have one..."

It was only then that Aeris noticed that every member of the Slytherin team had a broom like Draco's.

Draco looked proud and said nonchalantly in a long tone, "Since Potter can join the team, why can't I? I fought with Professor Snape and I joined the team. My father also sponsored a batch of brooms for our team. Although there are some minor difficulties, it is nothing to my father. I also want to thank Grindelwald for giving me this good suggestion. I will defeat you~Potter!"

After saying that, Draco glanced at Aeris, Harry and Ron with contempt. Ron's face turned red with anger, and his teeth were clenched. He was extremely jealous. The Nimbus 2001 was a broom with better performance than the Nimbus 2000. Moreover, Harry was the only one in Gryffindor who had a Nimbus 2000, while everyone in Slytherin had a Nimbus 2001.

Harry seemed much calmer, but Edward noticed the unyielding light in Harry's eyes. Edward sighed and complained to himself, "The desire to win between men is revealed at such a young age?"

Noticing Harry and Ron's expressions, Draco seemed very satisfied. He said tremblingly, "Oh Weasley, are you envious, jealous and hateful of me? Why do you think I am so hated? Now I hate myself. Do you want me to give you the packaging of the broom? So that you can have some fantasy reference when you dream at night..."

Ron seemed to be so angry that he lost his mind and was about to pounce on Draco regardless of the consequences. Aeris quickly grabbed his arm to prevent him from doing anything stupid, because the senior team members led by Flint were already looking at Ron with unfriendly expressions.

A voice suddenly sounded: "At least the Gryffindor players did not enter the team through the backdoor. Each of them has established their foothold in the team based on their own strength." Aeris turned his head and saw Hermione holding her head high and speaking in a sarcastic tone.

Draco's face darkened. He spoke in a long tone, word by word: "No one will care about your opinion, you ugly... dirty... disgusting... mud... bastard..."

There was an uproar all around, with people gasping for air. A girl screamed, “You…you…you…how dare you…”

Ron, who was held by Edwards, let out a low roar, like an angry little lion. Harry looked around blankly, not understanding what was happening. Hermione's eyes instantly turned red and she was at a loss for a moment. Only Edwards looked indifferent.

"Professor Snape!" Aris suddenly shouted, "Did you hear what Mr. Malfoy said just now?"

Professor Snape, with a gloomy face, walked over through the crowd. It seemed that he also wanted to observe the training of the Slytherin team members, but according to his personality, he would observe in the dark. Coincidentally, only Aeris noticed his presence.

"My hearing is very good, Mr. Grindelwald," Professor Snape said in a cold tone. He looked at Draco, and Draco shuddered involuntarily.

Professor Snape said sternly: "Within my ability, I have always condoned and shielded the Slytherins' actions, but you need to know that this kind of connivance and shielding is not without a bottom line. I don't want to hear similar insulting words again. Do you understand?"

Seeing the Slytherins nodding, Professor Snape continued, "Congratulations, Mr. Malfoy, for earning yourself a month-long detention. I hope this will teach you what it means to be careful with your words and actions."

Professor Snape looked around again. Under his sinister gaze, the students who were watching took a step back. Professor Snape's voice rang out again: "Disperse. Don't you have your own things to do? I'm very short of manpower for the job of decomposing potion materials..."

Before Professor Snape could finish his words, the students who were watching scattered in all directions. Aris dragged Hermione and Ron away quickly, and Harry followed them.

Harry asked as he walked, "What the hell happened? Mud…what, what does that mean?"

Aeris replied: "The word that Drago said means something like saying Hermione is a lowly pariah. In fact, I don't know any better. It is a very insulting word."

Harry's eyes widened in surprise. Ron said indignantly, "The Malfoy family is really evil to the core. If I get the chance, I will definitely punch him hard on the nose..."

Aeris looked at Hermione and said, "Our Miss Know-It-All won't be devastated by such a small matter, right?"

Hermione rubbed her eyes and chuckled, then immediately stopped smiling and held her head high as usual, saying unhappily, "You are really good at comforting people, Mr. Grindelwald. If there is a next time, you'd better keep silent."

After a brief silence, Aris and Hermione both chuckled, while Harry and Ron looked at Aris and Hermione in confusion.