My Hogwarts Day

Hogwarts, Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom.

"Harry, Hermione," Richard said to the two seriously, "no matter what you think or guess, but don't openly disobey a professor in class."

Hearing Richard's words, both Harry and Hermione didn't take it seriously.

"Don't you think this is a very heroic thing? You are wasting not only your own time, but also the time of other students."

"But Professor Lupine..." Before Harry could finish speaking, he was interrupted by Richard.

"This is Hogwarts, don't you think Dumbledore is an old fool? Let people make trouble in his chassis?"

Hearing Richard's words, Harry only listened to half of it, that is, he can't refute the professor at will in class.

"It's not class time, so let's talk about it, Snape has never treated our other Defense Against the Dark Arts teachers like this before, even if he really wanted to teach us, why did he treat Lupine like this? Because of the Boggart incident?"

"I don't know," said Hermione gloomily, "but I do hope Professor Luhu will get better soon..."

Hearing their conversation, Richard couldn't help but cover his head. It's useless to say anything, you can discuss it, I won't participate.

Thinking of this, Li resolutely left a persecuted delusional patient.

The next day came to Hogwarts for the Quidditch 20th weekend. With the rumbling thunder in the sky, the sound of the strong wind hitting the castle wall and the sound of trees breaking in the Forbidden Forest in the distance, Richard struggled to climb up on the bed. stand up.

I really don't want to remember, but I still have to watch the Quidditch this time, whether Harry will be injured or not is not in Richard's consideration, but the spectacular sight of the dementors besieging the city is still necessary to watch.

After washing and getting dressed, Richard called Terry who was still sleeping next door.

"Richard, it's raining so hard today, why don't you wake up and wake me up?"

"I'm hungry, and I think you should be hungry too, so I ask you to get up and eat." Richard said maliciously.

In the end, under Richard's shameless entanglement, Terry had no choice but to get dressed and walked out of the dormitory with Richard.

As soon as he left the door of the common room, Richard saw Penello walking in front, immediately he shamelessly gave up on Terry and rushed forward.

And Terry, who hadn't woken up in the first place, was completely stunned at this moment. What's going on at this time, who am I? Where am I? What am I going to do?

When Richard and Penelope came to the auditorium, besides the tables of contestants Gryffindor and Hufflepuff were basically full, the tables of Ravenclaw and Slytherin were also filled with more than half of the young wizards.

Is Quidditch so interesting? I don't know what they are watching in such a heavy rain?

While complaining, Richard found a vacant seat with Penello and sat down.

Richard first drank a glass of milk to cheer him up a bit, then picked up a piece of toast and started chatting with Penello.

"Sister, do you want to watch the game?"

"Of course not. What's so interesting about Quidditch? I've got to catch up with a paper. Professor McGonagall said it's likely to be published in "Transfiguration Today," so let me sort it out.

While answering Richard, Penello took the toast in Richard's hand, spread the jam and handed it back to him.

Hearing Penello's words, Richard didn't say anything, nodded, took the toast and started eating.

When Richard was halfway through eating, Penello had finished her breakfast, and after talking to Richard, she left the auditorium and walked towards the library, while Richard continued his breakfast.

Just then, a loud noise rang out from the Gryffindor table.

It turned out that the players of the Gryffindor Quidditch team had finished breakfast and were about to leave the table, and the other little wizards were cheering them on.

After Richard finished his breakfast, he found Hermione and Ronald, and together they walked towards the Quidditch pitch.

Seeing the people around them lower their heads against the strong wind, because their umbrellas were blown away from their hands on the way, Li Mi was quite speechless.

Everyone is a wizard, can't cast a wind and rain spell?

After coming to the audience and doing well, Gryffindor's players began to appear.

The wind was blowing so hard that they all staggered as they walked to the field.

Amidst the rumbling thunder, warm cheers erupted from the auditorium, but the team members probably couldn't hear it.

Seeing Harry standing there constantly wiping his eyes with his hand, Richard waved to him.

And Harry didn't see it, George told Harry.

"What's the matter? Richard." Harry asked with difficulty coming to Richard's side.

"Give me the glasses," Richard said loudly to Harry.

But just now a thunder exploded in the sky, Harry didn't hear what Richard said?

Seeing that Harry didn't move, Li Yun directly reached out and took Harry's glasses.

There was no need to take out the wand for a small spell, so Richard snapped his fingers and cast the Windproof and Rainproof Charm on Harry's glasses, and then returned the glasses to Harry.

After Harry put on his glasses in a daze, he suddenly found that the whole world had become clear. Originally, he was worried how he could see the golden snitch in the storm?

Harry was about to thank Richard when he was sent back by Fred who flew over.

It turned out that the Hufflepuff team was coming towards them from across the field, they were wearing canary yellow robes.

The captains of both sides came forward to shake hands with each other. Digory smiled at Wood, but Wood looked as if he had lockjaw now, so he just nodded.

Harry saw Mrs. Hooch mouthing: "Get on the broomstick."

He pulled his right foot out of the mud and stepped onto the Nimbus 2000.

Mrs. Hooch put the whistle to her mouth and blew hard. With a sharp whistle that sounded like it was coming from a distance, the game began.

To be honest, Richard felt that Quidditch was boring at first, and now under the heavy wind and heavy rain, he couldn't see anything clearly, which made the whole game even more boring. He could have listened to Jordan (the commentary of Quidditch) say Talking nonsense, but from the beginning until now, Richard only heard him confirming people, after all, he can't tell who is who in the current weather

At this moment in the sky, Harry was already drenched and frozen. Although the glasses had been cursed by Richard, the rain was so heavy now, it was as if a hole had been opened in the sky, and it fell straight down. It's so watery that you can't even see people clearly, let alone that little golden snitch.

He didn't know how long the game had been going on. It was getting harder and harder to keep the broomstick going in a straight line. The sky is getting darker, as if the night has decided to come early. Mrs. Hooch's whistle blew with the first lightning. Harry could only see Wood's silhouette through the dense rain curtain, and Wood was gesturing to Harry to come down to the ground. The whole team splashed down into the mud.

"I called a timeout!" Wood yelled at the players. "Come on, get down there."

They huddled under a large umbrella on the edge of the field. "What's the score?"

"We're ahead by fifty points," Wood said, "but unless we get the Snitch soon, we'll be racing into the night, Harry, can you see clearly with your glasses on?"

"No problem, Lee cursed my glasses when I was on stage." Harry said, waving his glasses.

"Great, as long as the glasses don't interfere with you, you're the best Seeker at Hogwarts," he called hoarsely, just as Mrs. Hooch blew the whistle again, "Okay , everyone, work hard!"

Harry returned to the sky, his hands and feet were still numb from the cold763, and he was still wet like never before in his life. He was determined to catch the Golden Snitch as soon as possible and urged his broom through the turbulent airflow, searching in all directions. He dodges a Bludger and sneaks under Cedric, who was running in the opposite direction

There was another burst of thunder, followed by forked lightning. Harry had to catch the Snitch quickly, and he spun around, trying to get back to the center of the field, but just then, another bolt of lightning lit up the stands, and Harry saw something that completely distracted him, a hairline covering his body. The silhouette of a huge black dog with a shaggy coat, clearly reflected in the sky, rests in a row of empty seats on the top tier of the stands.

Harry's numb hands slipped on the broomstick, and his Nimbus 2000 dropped a few feet. He brushed the wet tassels away from his eyes and squinted at the stands again. The dog is gone.

"Harry!" Wood's distressed yell came from Gryffindor's goal. "Harry, you're behind!"

Harry looked around in panic, and saw Cedric slamming down towards the field continuously, a small golden spot flashed between them in the rainy air, Harry leaned on the broomstick in panic, and spun towards that place. Golden Snitch.

"Come on!" he yelled at his halo, and the rain hit his face, "Quick!"

Richard in the audience was getting a little impatient at this time, he knew he shouldn't have come out so early, although Richard had taken out the scarf Hermione gave him from the storage box and wrapped it around, but because of the continuous rain , Richard still felt a little bit of coolness.

Just when Richard was looking at the raindrops falling in the sky, suddenly a cold breath descended from the sky, and then more and more, more and more, the auditorium that was originally full of people was quiet, only The sound of thunder and rain passing through the air resounded from time to time in the sky. .