HP the red-haired savior

"Charlie, Hagrid invited us to his hut for tea, do you want to come together?" Harry called Hisoka and handed him a crumpled note.

Dear Harry: (very illegible)

I know you don't have class on Friday afternoon. Could you come and have tea with me around three o'clock in the afternoon?I'd love to know how your first week went.Please ask Hedwig to hear back from me.

Oh, and bring little Xiali along if you can!I would love to meet him.

Hagrid

"Is it three o'clock this afternoon?" Hisoka went to the library to borrow a few books about spells after coming out of the Potions classroom. He was sitting in the Gryffindor lounge when Harry stopped him. Looking at a copy of "Daily Spells" on the golden-red sofa, "Well, I won't go!" Hagrid is the guy who has half the blood of a giant. Although he is quite big, his strength is not very good. Suo is not interested in him.

"Okay." Harry was a little disappointed.

"Want to eat, Harry?" Hisoka took out a piece of chocolate from the pocket of his robe, and stretched it out in front of Harry.

"Well, thank you, thank you." Harry took the chocolate, his face flushed a little.

"You're welcome~" Hisoka smiled at Harry with his eyes bent, "Wait a minute, I still have some over there, I'll give you that box, and you can also take it to Hagrid's hut while drinking tea Eating chocolate~" Hisoka said, put the book on the sofa, got up and went up the stairs.

"Oh, good..." Harry was a little excited, because Charlie was very friendly to him, and Charlie was a good boy, he thought.

Not long after, Hisoka came down the stairs.In his hand, he held a black box twelve inches long (about thirty centimeters), six inches wide (about fifteen centimeters), and four inches high (about ten centimeters), and handed it to Harry: "The one I just gave you That piece is individually wrapped, this box is not individually wrapped."

"Thank you." Harry held the box of chocolates with a cherished look, "I will say hello to Hagrid for you."

"Well, have fun." Hisoka said with a smile.

Then, Harry happily left.

So Hisoka continued to read.

"All petrified... torn apart..." He smiled playfully, "Although it is a daily spell, the combination of the two phases is also a very powerful attack spell!"

Another week passed, and the little wizards of the first grade started flying lessons.On Thursday afternoons, again with Slytherin, Mrs Hooch gave them lessons.

This morning, Hisoka received a letter.A gray owl hurriedly dropped the letter in a brown paper envelope, and then flew away without asking the little wizards who received the letter or package to beg for food like other owls did.

Hisoka felt a little strange, he didn't buy an owl, so he didn't send a letter to anyone; and Hisoka didn't know anyone in the wizarding world, except for Hogwarts professors and classmates, so he didn't think anyone would write letter to him.

Could it be Hagrid?

After all, the hut where Hagrid lived was close to the Forbidden Forest, and an owl was really needed to deliver the letter.

But Hagrid wasn't the type to put a letter in a manila envelope.

Hisoka opened the envelope with a hint of curiosity.

Inside was a note with two lines written on it.

Hisoka Beat the Enemy.

Charlie Potter.

Excitement rose in Hisoka's eyes, and his golden eyes sparkled.

Because these two lines are written in Hunter language.

This is someone... from the same place as him.

Hisoka narrowed his eyes and grinned.

"Who is it..." he thought with great interest.

At 03:30 p.m. Hisoka, Sean and Joshua — his two biracial roommates — walked down the stairs together to the front yard for their first flying lessons.It was a clear, breezy day, and the grass swelled slightly under their feet as they walked briskly down the sloping lawn to a flat lawn on the opposite side of the field.Beyond the lawn is the forest, and the dark woods are swaying in the distance.

The Slytherins were already there, and twenty broomsticks were neatly stacked on the ground.Their teacher, Mrs. Hooch, had short gray hair and yellow eyes like an eagle's.

"Okay, what are you all waiting for?" she snapped. "Everyone stand next to a broomstick. Hurry, hurry, hurry up."

Hisoka looked at the battered broom and said he didn't like it very much.

"Oh, I guess I don't like it." Joshua frowned, displeasure in his pale blue eyes.

"I don't like it either." Sean nodded, "It's too old."

"Put out your right hand over the broom handle," Mrs. Hooch called from the front, "and said: 'Get up!'"

Everyone shouted together: "Get up!"

Hisoka's broom immediately jumped into his hands, but there are only a few brooms that are so obedient.Sean's broom just rolled on the ground, but Joshua's didn't move at all.

"It must have sensed your disgust." Sean said to Joshua with a smile.

"I really don't care about it." Joshua pouted, "Xiali, do you like it?"

"I don't like it." Hisoka shook his head.

"It can be seen that it doesn't get up because I dislike it." Joshua said to Sean.

"Charlie is very talented in flying!" Sean said, pointing to Harry and Ron again, "Your brother Harry is also very talented, he gets up as soon as he yells."

"Now, as soon as I whistle, you kick your legs off the ground and kick hard," said Mrs. Hooch, "hold the broom steady, rise a few feet, then lean forward slightly, and fall straight back to the ground. Listen to my whistle—three—two—"

Neville, however, was too nervous to be left on the ground, so he didn't wait for the whistle to touch Mrs. Hooch's lips before he kicked it hard and flew up.

"Come back, boy!" cried Mrs Hooch, but Neville went straight up, like a cork spewing out of a bottle—twelve feet—twenty feet.His terrified, pale face looked down at the rapidly receding ground, saw him panting with his mouth open, slipping off the side of the broomstick, and—

Bang - there was a fall, a violent impact, and Neville lay face down in the grass on the ground, huddled into a ball.His broomstick was still rising higher and higher, and then began to drift slowly towards the Forbidden Forest and disappeared.

Mrs. Hooch bent over Neville, her face as pale as Neville's.

"Broken wrist. Come on, kid—it's okay, get up." She turned to the rest of the class and said, "I'm taking this kid to the hospital, and none of you are allowed to move! Put the broomstick back where it belonged." , or you'll be kicked out of Hogwarts before you can say 'Quidditch.' Come on, dear."

There were tear streaks on Neville's face. He grabbed his wrist and limped away with Mrs. Hooch.Mrs. Hooch put her arms around him.

"Draco~" Hisoka ran to the opposite Slytherin with the broom, "Shall we play together?"

The little wizards of Slytherin were used to the little Potter always coming to find Malfoy.

"Didn't you hear what Madam Hooch said, telling none of us to move?" Draco glared at him, "Are you impatient to be kicked out of Hogwarts?!"

"Hey, Draco is in such a hurry!" Blaise teased, "Little Potter, you must not disappoint Draco's good intentions!"

"Brace~" Hisoka looked at Brace with a smile, "Do you want to come too?"

Blaise - no I didn't mean that at all!Little Potter, how did you come to this conclusion!

In the end, both Draco and Blaise sternly rejected Hisoka, Hisoka puffed up and went back to Gryffindor to find his roommate.

"Sean, Joshua, want to play together?"

"No." Joshua shook his head, "I don't like this broom."

"Actually, Xiali, you can wait for Mrs. Hooch to come back before flying." Sean suggested, "You can play something else now."

"That's right." Hisoka nodded, put down the broom, and took out the playing cards, "Playing cards?"

"Okay, what are you playing?" Sean agreed, and called Joshua again, "Joshua, come too!"

"Playing what?" Joshua asked. "How about Blackjack?"

"Okay." Hisoka sat down directly, "Just play this."

So, the three of them sat on the floor and played blackjack.

"What's that?" Draco looked at it from afar, then turned to Blaise.

"I don't know." Blaise shook his head, "Maybe it's a Muggle thing?"

"Hmph." Young Master Malfoy snorted softly, "No wonder you didn't ask me to play with you."

Blaise looked at him suddenly strangely.

Tsk tsk tsk, the young master started to say something different again...

After about 20 minutes, Mrs. Hooch came back, Hisoka quickly put away the playing cards, and the three of them stood up together, holding brooms in their hands and looking like good children.

"Okay, everyone didn't violate the rules, very good." Mrs. Hooch nodded in satisfaction and said, "Then, let's continue the class. Wake up your brooms!"

"Get up!" everyone shouted together.

"Get ready to take off now," said Mrs. Hooch. "Listen to my whistle, don't rush to take off—three—two—one!"

We all ascended to the sky slowly.

Hisoka was so excited after flying into the sky, he wanted to do this before, but no one played with him-"Draco, Blaise, how about playing?" he called to Draco and Blaise

"Playing what?" Draco yelled.

"Grab the poker——" Hisoka said, taking out a stack of playing cards, "I'll throw them up later, and then we'll go grab—"

"Okay." Draco nodded, "How about you, Blaise?"

"Me?" Blaise blinked, "I'll forget it..."

"Come on, Blaise~" Hisoka yelled loudly, "The one who snatched the least will help with the history of magic homework—" Hisoka raised his hand, and the playing cards fluttered down.

Both Hisoka and Draco quickly flew towards the playing cards scattered in the air, Blaise was slightly stunned, and quickly flew towards the playing cards.only……

Blaise - when did I say yes!

Hisoka held the broom between his legs, and instead of resting on the broom with both hands, he was grabbing cards in the air.With a little force on his legs, he changed the direction of the broom in the air, lying on his back sometimes, and reaching for poker on his side. His postures are so varied that it makes people feel frightened.

"So desperate..." Blaise couldn't help clicking his tongue.

Holding the broom in his left hand, Draco was flying up and down in the air to pick up poker cards. Seeing Hisoka like this, he worked harder.

Blaise blinked, feeling that he would lose at this pace!

"Ahhh, there is no way, we have to be serious..." The Chocolate Prince whistled, and increased the speed of the broom sharply.

It seemed to be a very long process, but in fact it only took a few minutes for the three of them to wipe out the poker cards in the air.Hisoka was full of playing cards in both hands, and with his legs, the broom stopped steadily; Draco held the broom in one hand and the playing cards in the other, and moved his left hand, floating in the air; Blaise looked To be more chic, he made a trick and stopped, half sitting and half leaning on the broom, with the elbow of his right hand leaning on the handle of the broom, holding a playing card in his left hand, and a clown in his mouth.

"Count and see." Hisoka raised the poker in his hand, "I have 37 here."

"Hmm..." Draco carefully counted the cards in his hand, then raised his head, "29 cards."

Blaise took down the poker that was in his mouth, and counted it: "21 cards."

"This week's history of magic homework is yours, Bryce~" Hisoka rolled his eyes, "As a thank you, I'm giving you that clown card~"

"Okay." Blaise is not someone who can afford to lose. Although he regretted losing, he still accepted the result, "Thank you for your clown, Xiali."

"Why don't you give me one?" Draco flew to Hisoka and whispered in his ear.

"He put that card in his mouth." Hisoka smiled innocently.

"I understand." The young master was satisfied.

"If Draco wants, I can give you a set," Hisoka said, taking out a set of cards from the pocket of his robe, "Hisoka's special apple card~"

I saw that there were no spades and hearts on the pile of poker, and there were apples of four different colors: red, yellow, green, and black.

"Then I'll take it." Draco said, taking the playing cards and putting them in his pocket.

"Don't tell Blaise?" Hisoka said, "Otherwise he will be sad~"

"Of course." Draco said in his heart, not only sad, but if he knew that the reason you gave him the joker card was that he put it in his mouth, he would feel his pride hurt.