My Hogwarts Day

Time passed slowly as Richard went to the Forbidden Forest to explore from time to time.

Richard wondered if the car was still in the Forbidden Forest, he had already done what he needed to do, and there was no news from the unicorn or the acromantula, which made Richard a little bit irritable.

In order to find the car, he didn't even go hunting for the acromant. All these vain experiences were right in front of his eyes, which made his heart itch.

At this time, the annual Quidditch match held at Hogwarts is approaching.

And in order to ensure Harry's safety, every time Harry trains, Hermione will take him to watch with him.

When it was Gryffindor Quidditch practice again on a Tuesday night, Li was still dragged down in the audience.

And the Gryffindor Quidditch team were used to Richard's watching.

At this time, the captain of the team, Oliver Wood, is a stout seventeen-year-old boy, now in the seventh grade, and this is also his last year at Hogwarts. On the Hogwarts Quidditch field, he Talking to his six teammates, there was a quiet despair in his voice.

"This is our last chance to win the Quidditch Cup, my last chance," he told his teammates, striding up and down in front of them. "I'm leaving school at the end of the year. I won't Can't play here anymore.

"Gryffindor hasn't won in seven years now. Well, we've been unlucky in the past, got injured, and then canceled the tournament last year." Wood swallowed, as if the memory still stuck in his throat. Bring a lumpy 20. "But we also know that we have the title of the best team in the school," he said, clenching a fist with one hand and pounding on the other, the manic gleam in his eyes again.

"We have three of the best Chasers."

Wood pointed to Alia Spinnet, Angelina Johnson and Katie Bell. "We've got two undefeated batsmen." "Don't talk about Oliver, you're embarrassing us," said Fred and George, the Weasley brothers, together, pretending to blush. "We also have a Seeker who always wins games!"

Wood said in a low voice, glaring at Harry with a look of furious pride. "And me," he added, as an afterthought. "We think you're very good too, Oliver," said George. "Excellent goalkeeper," Fred said. "The point is," continued Wood, striding up and down again, "that the Quidditch Cup for the past two years should have had our team's name on it. Ever since Harry joined our team, I've always thought of trophies as something we've got .But we didn't get the trophy and this year is our last chance to see our name on it...”

Wood was so depressed that even Fred and George could not help feeling sorry for him. "Oliver, this is our year," said Fred. "We'll win, Oliver!" Angelina said. "Sure," Harry said.

It has to be said that Wood's speech was very effective, even Richard in the audience felt that if Gryffindor hadn't won the championship this year, then there must have been a conspiracy.

As for Harry on the court, everyone seemed to be pumped up, training without fear of hard work.

That night, when Richard came to the training ground, he found that other than Hermione and Ronald, the other young wizards who came to watch the training were buzzing about something, and they were all very excited.

"What happened?" he asked Ronald and Hermione.

"The first Hogsmeade weekend," Ronald said excitedly. "Late October, just before Halloween."

"It's wonderful," said Hermione, "I've never seen a town full of wizards."

Hearing what the two said, Richard became very interested. Although he had seen it in a movie in his previous life, it must not be compared with his personal experience.

At this moment, Harry flew over from the arena on a broom. Seeker training was done individually and did not need to cooperate with others, so Harry was relatively free during training.

Harry sat down on a chair next to Ronald, "What are you talking about?"

Ronald repeated what he had just said.

"It's great," Fred said, and he flew to the crowd at some point, "I have to go to Zuko's store, my stink bomb is almost gone."

Hearing the news, Harry's excitement gradually subsided. Hermione seemed to read his mind. "Harry, I bet you can go next time," she said, "They'll catch Black pretty soon, they've seen him somewhere already." "Black wouldn't be that stupid , I won’t think about doing anything in Hogsmeade.” Ronald said, “Why don’t you ask Professor McGonagall if you can go this time, Harry, I don’t know when the next time will be.”

"Ronald!" said Hermione, "Harry should be at school."

"He can't be the only third year remaining," Ronald said, "Go ask Professor McGonagall, Harry.

"Yeah, I think I'll ask," Harry said determinedly.

Hermione opened her mouth to say something, but then Crookshanks jumped briskly into her lap with a large dead spider in her mouth.

"Does it have to eat in front of us?" Ronald growled.

"Wise Crookshanks, did you catch it yourself?" said Hermione.

"It must be so. I heard Mr. Adams say that Crookshanks has part of the raccoon lineage, which is why it is so smart and can recognize bad guys." Richard said to Hermione.

"Really?" Hermione asked in surprise, "Crookshanks, you are wonderful."

If it wasn't for the dead spider still in Crookshanks' mouth, Hermione would have wanted to kiss it.

"Ronald, look at Crookshanks eating spiders, so there will be fewer spiders around you." Plum Tree Ronald said.

Ronald looked at Crookshanks after hearing Richard's words.

Crookshanks was now slowly chewing on the spider, its yellow eyes fixed on Ronald.

"Just let it stay there, please." Ronald was taken aback and quickly turned his face away.

Harry yawned. He really wanted to go to bed, but no one else left, and he was too embarrassed to leave.

Still watching Ronald without blinking, Crookshanks flicked the tip of his hairy tail. Then, without a word, it made a blatant attack.

"Oh!" Ronald roared, clutching his pockets tightly, knowing that his pet Scabbers was there.

Although Richard assured him that he would make up for Banban if something happened to him, he had to know that Banban had been in their house for 12 years. Although he wanted to change one, he couldn't just sit and watch Crookshanks eat Banban.

Ronald protected his pocket with one hand, and kept waving the other hand to prevent Crookshanks from approaching.

Just as the little wizards in the auditorium were all looking this way, Richard stepped forward and used a cleansing spell on Crookshanks before hugging him.

Crookshanks who was hugged by Richard immediately fell silent, enjoying Richard's touch on him.

"Look!" he said to Hermione furiously, shaking Scabbers in front of her face, "it's skinny! You don't let that cat near it!"

"Crookshanks didn't know he was doing something wrong!" said Hermione, her voice trembling. "All cats catch mice, Ronald!"

"What a weird beast!" Ronald said, trying to convince the frantically struggling Scabbers to go back into his pocket. "How does it know Scabbers is in my pocket.

Hermione said impatiently, "Crookshanks will smell it, Ronald, you thought it would."

"That cat just stared at Scabbers!" Ronald said, ignoring the people around him, who all started laughing. "Scabbers was here first, and he's sick!"

After speaking, Ronald left the auditorium and went back to the dormitory.

The next day, when Richard was with them in herbal medicine class, it turned out that Ronald barely spoke to Hermione, even though they were experimenting in groups of four.

"How's Scabbers?" Richard asked Ronald as they peeled the pods and put the shiny beans into a wooden bucket.

"It's hiding under my bed, shaking all the time." Ronald said angrily, shaking his hand, missed the shot, and withdrew the beans on the greenhouse floor.

"Look out, Weasley, look out!" Professor Sprout yelled as the car exploded right in front of their eyes.

"Ronald, it's time for you to change your pet. To be honest, it's very abnormal for an ordinary mouse to live for so many years. Besides, Gryffindor has so many mouse pets. Why does 753 Crookshanks Keep staring at it, I'm afraid there is something wrong with this mouse."

Hearing Richard's words, Ronald remembered what the witch in the Fantastic Beasts shop said, is there really something wrong with Scabbers?

But he dismissed the idea right away, after all, Banban had been at the Weasley's house for so long, if there was any problem, wouldn't it have happened long ago.

Although Ronald felt that Scabbers would have no problem, he didn't have such resistance to Crookshanks anymore.

By the time get out of class was over, the feud between him and Hermione had been resolved.

The next class is Transfiguration, again with Gryffindor and Ravenclaw.

So Richard walked with them to the Transfiguration classroom.

Harry was also determined to ask Professor McGonagall after class if he could go to Hogsmeade with everyone, so he lined up in the classroom, wondering what he should say.

However, at this time there was a commotion at the front of the line.

Richard saw that Gryffindor Lavender Brown seemed to be crying. With her arm around her shoulders, Parvati was explaining something to Seamus Finnigan and Dean Thomas, both of whom were very serious.

"What's the matter, Lavender?" Hermione stepped forward and asked.

"She got a letter from home this morning," whispered Parvati, "that her rabbit Binky was killed by a fox.

"Oh," said Hermione, "what a pity, Lavender."

"I should have known!" said Rajend sadly. "Do you know what day it is?"

"October 16th! Professor Trelawney said that what I'm afraid of will happen on October 16th, do you remember?"

Now, both Gryffindor and Ravenclaw had gathered around Lavender. Seamus shook his head gravely. Hermione hesitated, and then she said, "Are you afraid that Binky will be eaten by a fox?"

"Well, not necessarily by a fox," said Lavender, looking up at Hermione tearfully, "but I'm obviously worried he's going to die, aren't I?"

Seeing that Hermione was going to say something, Richard quickly stopped her, little girl, do you know that you will have no friends like this. .