[hp] Dragon Training

Catherine pushed Fletta: "Okay, you've been bubbling all day, do you have to be so happy?" But after speaking, the little girl suddenly smiled. She was kind-hearted and saw Friends are happy and they are happy too.

Fletta bit her lower lip, held back her smile and shook her shoulders. Finally, she couldn't hold back, and said for an unknown number of times: "You know, I'm the youngest batsman in Slytherin! I performed well yesterday. , They all said that this position is usually reserved for seniors in the fourth grade because it is very dangerous..."

"You have to be qualified. This time you are selected as an exceptional admission. I have memorized it all. Isn't it the player who was selected for Quidditch? My ears are almost callused!" Catherine gestured to cover her ears.Suddenly Snape appeared behind the two children, picked up the homework in his hand with a sullen face, and slapped them on the head fiercely.It turned out that this was the Potions class, and the whispering of the two students had attracted the attention of the professor. Fletta and Catherine flinched, the little witch stared at him with her head in her arms, and the boy looked back at her innocently. After a while, the two secretly laughed again.

Snape turned back again and pressed their heads firmly, staring at the soft silver fur with complicated eyes: "Mr. Hill."

"Here!" Fleta was shocked and immediately stood up.

"What are the two most important herbs for Polyjuice Potion?"

"It's lacewing and African tree snake skin, professor." Barty Crouch Jr. used such things to disguise himself as Professor Moody for a whole semester last year. Fletta, who was surprised, looked at this potion specifically.

Snape raised an eyebrow coldly: "It's beyond my expectations, Mr. Hill. What about the formula for the water of death?"

"Put narcissus root powder into narcissus sap." Fleta replied fluently, and Draco had written notes all over the book about it, and he had asked Hermione questions.

"So, what is the brewing time of the severe burn potion?"

"..." Fleta couldn't answer.Draco recommended some books to him during the holidays, and this content happened to be in the one he didn't have time to read.He looked awkwardly at Catherine who kept reminding him in a low voice, looked up at their dean and shook his head.

Snape sneered: "Slytherin deducted ten points, because Mr. Hill and Miss Emile didn't listen carefully to the whispers in Potions class, and missed the important content of the professor's lecture." He took out his wand and shook With a wave, a trace of chalk immediately appeared on the densely packed writing on the blackboard, circled a "15 minutes (15 minutes)" in the corner.

It was as if someone had poured cold water on Fletta on a hot day. The original happiness disappeared immediately, and he felt as if his heart had fallen to the ground.

The boy was a little frustrated after class, and he asked Catherine to go to eat first to reorganize the notes by himself, comparing them with the notes Draco gave him last semester.Suddenly, something fell out of his schoolbag, and seeing the thing, Fleta's mouth twitched, and he put it away again in his pocket.

As the last student to leave the classroom, he closed the windows and didn't turn around until he locked the door.As a result, when he turned around, he bumped into an acquaintance. Gryffindor's fifth grade seemed to have just ended, and at this time Hermione was complaining fiercely with Ron Harry.

"It's unbelievable that Professor Umbridge only lets us read books and doesn't let us use wands! Does Defense Against the Dark Arts just need to study hard and be a nerd to master it!" Hermione said angrily.

Ron shrugged: "...It's a bit ridiculous to say it from your mouth, Miss Know-it-all."

"Ronald you... Hey, Fleta?" Hermione paused and said hello to the boy who suddenly appeared.

"Hello, Hermione!" Fletta smiled with her eyes bent, "Hello! Ronald, Harry." After finishing speaking, he didn't intend to exchange pleasantries. He was hungry and was going to eat early, so he didn't stop walking.But something accidentally fell out of his pocket while walking, and Fleta's expression changed drastically and he hurried to pick it up.

But Harry is worthy of being a golden seeker for many years, and he picked it up immediately, but before he could see it clearly, he was snatched away by Fletta.Harry was stunned: "What is that!"

"……nothing……"

"But I look familiar!"

"Uh, sorry. You didn't see anything."

Suddenly, Ron came to his senses first, and there was a hint of realization in his eyes: "Wait, I remembered Harry! Isn't that the badge specially designed for you last year, with the words Smelly Harry on it, and you Where's the head portrait, right?"

Fleta stood there in total embarrassment, and Harry's face suddenly turned pale.Hermione frowned and showed a disgusting expression: "Ronald Weasley, I beg you. Malfoy hates you so much, haven't you ever reflected on your own shortcomings, such as talking too much at certain times?" What!"

"Why should I care what Malfoy thinks!" Ron was dumbfounded, "That treacherous and cunning Sly..."

"Ron!" Hermione pinched him hard.

The boy smiled reluctantly, this scene was too much for Shura field to see, even though he usually had a dexterous mouth, he really couldn't say anything decent, so he couldn't help but give Hermione a sorry look, turned around with his schoolbag in his arms and left as if he was running away .But at this moment, Harry suddenly seemed to remember something, and suddenly shouted: "Fleta!"

The boy was suddenly stopped, and he stopped reluctantly, turned around and asked politely, "Is there anything else?"

"I was wondering if I could...could you watch me play a game of Quidditch?" Harry's face was flushed, and the emerald eyes looked very nervous.However, as soon as this was said, Ron and Hermione's eyes were wrong, and Hermione pinched him desperately behind his back to shut him up.

Maybe others don't know, but Harry always thinks that Fletta looks familiar, especially when he sees his eyes, he always feels that he has seen him somewhere.And he also looked different from those in Slytherin, being able to greet him with normal gentle eyes made him inexplicably friendly to this kid.Harry had a hard life when he was a child. He had no parents, no one who loved him, and no friends. If anyone could treat him a little better, he would definitely work harder to cherish him.

Fletta rolled her eyes: "Of course."

"Well, I know you won't say yes to... what, what are you talking about?"

"Of course, Harry. See you on the pitch this afternoon."

"Good, good!"

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"You didn't tell me we met on the court, it's such a view..." Harry Potter stood in the middle of the Quidditch pitch in a daze. Playing Quidditch is so lonely as snow.

The surrounding stands were full of people. Students from the four colleges were cheering for the teams of the two colleges. Among them, the students from Slytherin and Gryffindor were the loudest. Today is the Quidditch match of the two colleges. Team Derby, Gryffindor and Slytherin are strong opponents, today's game must be very exciting.

"Nice to meet you, Gryffindor Seeker. Although I really want to be your opponent, but I can't beat Draco to death. As a new Slytherin batsman, please take care of me." Freita stretched out He tried to shake hands with Harry, but Draco slapped his little finger off just as he stretched out his hand.

Fleta pouted, and under the stern stare he shrank back from Draco and never spoke to Harry again.Today he was wearing a special Quidditch uniform, and Slytherin was so rich that he didn't have a second-year uniform, so he ordered a complete set just for Fretta.At this time, he was carrying a dark green Nimbus 2000 and a batting bat thicker than his arm. His armor looked like a little knight going out for battle.He was in high spirits and didn't seem nervous at all.

The referee ordered the players of each team to ride on the broom, and Blaise patted Fletta on the shoulder: "Don't be killed by the Bludger, boy."

"Haha, you are the one!" Fletta laughed, and came to Draco's side again, "Captain, how many points can a college cup add to our college?"

"300."

"I deducted [-] points from Slytherin this morning. I felt bitter and decided to win the championship and be happy."

"If you're not a Quidditch idiot, you should know that only the Seeker can decide the game." The Golden Snitch is worth 150 points, and the moment the Seeker catches it, the game is over.

"Then I'll send the champion to you, sir!" Fleta stuck out her tongue and smiled.

The moment the Golden Snitch and the Bludgers went up to the sky, there was a lot of cheers. The players in red and green rushed into the sky like shooting stars. Draco and Harry tried their best to seek a commanding height in the air. Whoever saw it first Whoever is the Golden Snitch will take the lead.However, the little golden ball was so small that it disappeared almost instantly.

Fletta is the busiest person flying in the field. The hitter can't just wait for the Bludger to attack. His real duty is to protect his teammates. His small body needs to protect his teammates behind him and hit them into the air. all dangers.There are two batters, each guarding the half court. After resisting danger as much as possible, they also seize every opportunity to hit the Bludger to the enemy.

No one is more familiar with the feeling of flying than Fleta. He feels very comfortable flying through the wind and flying rapidly. He is bolder than everyone else, and he is not afraid of the distance between the sky and the ground.When Fletta suddenly straightened up, clenched the club with both hands and used all his strength to slam the Bludger away from Blaise, and hit a dark-skinned suitor girl in Gryffindor, the Slytherin stands Suddenly thunderous applause broke out.

"Angelina!" Harry yelled at the teammate who dropped the broomstick, but the moment he turned his head, a smear of gold flew past his eyes. Harry's heartbeat stopped and he gripped the broomstick tightly to catch up with the Snitch.Draco only slowed him down for a moment because of his position, and his eyesight would not lose to Harry, so he immediately followed at full speed.

Harry was extremely nervous. Draco's strength would not be inferior to his. Both of them were the top seekers. At this moment, he believed that the little distance advantage he had with Draco would soon be made up. All you have to do is go faster, faster than anyone else.However, today's Golden Snitch seems to have taken the scud potion, flying more nimbly and faster than usual, and the red and green streamers suddenly bit at each other, and the game entered a stalemate for a while.

Goyle threw a Quaffle into the Gryffindor goal, which Ron Weasley tried to defend, but Nat slammed the free Quaffle into the goal the next moment.Gryffindor's cheers were choked in his throat before they could be uttered, and the flags in the Slytherin stands were flying like green sea waves.Now that the total score is Slytherin, the Gryffindor players have to gather in front of the goal and assume a defensive posture.When Fletta frowned and hit the Bludger flying again, he felt that his palms were about to lose consciousness. The game time has been a bit long, and it seems that some changes need to be made.After scanning the pattern of the game, he exchanged a glance with another batsman, Crabbe, and then grabbed the broom and flew in the other direction.

Harry's heart was in his throat at this moment, and Malfoy was chasing after him, only needing to blink to overtake him.His emerald eyes were extremely focused for fear of staring at the Snitch, but he didn't see that just behind him, Draco suddenly stopped the broom and stopped following him, but sneered and adjusted one step backwards. Location.

Just a few feet away, and he's almost there!However, Harry was stunned suddenly. In his sight, Fletta left the place where he was supposed to stay, riding a broom leisurely like a knight leading a horse through a dense forest, and slowly stopped in front of him. place.A look of despair appeared in Harry's eyes, and the moment he was about to touch the golden snitch with his hand, the silver-haired child showed a smile on his face: "No way, Harry."

"No!"

At that moment, the batting stick in Fletta's hand was pulled out violently. The heavy stick that was supposed to hit the Bludger knocked the little golden snitch into the air with a thunderous force, and the little golden ball turned into a slender golden streak. Lightning, uncontrollably deviated from the direction, was knocked to one side and forcibly disappeared from Harry's eyes, and not far behind him, Draco only needed to turn his broom lightly and stretch out his hand, and the Golden Snitch easily landed on him with a thick in the palm of the glove.

The audience was silent for a moment, and it seemed that everyone forgot to cheer.It was only a few seconds before the announcer said in a trembling voice: "Draco Malfoy has caught the Snitch... and the winner is, Slytherin!!"

The audience cheered loudly, this is really a wonderful game!The Slytherin girls were happy to lose their aristocratic manners, and the boys were eager to run down and lift the seven players up into the sky like the Gryffindors.Fletta got off the broom and stumbled into Draco's arms, laughing and screaming loudly. Draco seemed to be in a good mood but didn't pull him away, and Blaise and the others also showed extremely excited expressions on their faces. Swipe it hard into the air a few times.Only the faces of the Gryffindors were a little pale, and Harry's face was extremely pale.

Fleta laughed loudly, holding Draco tightly: "I said so! I will give you the championship! Remember to let me touch the academy cup later, Captain!"

"No." Draco duplicity, slapped the little troll on the head.

There is nothing more exciting than winning the championship. Fleta felt the hairs all over his body stand on end with joy, and his heart was more like a bucket of honey being knocked over.

However, when everyone was happy, a sweet and disgusting voice like a girl came from the teacher's seat: "Wait..."

The author has something to say: In my opinion, the best thing about Harry Potter is indeed Quidditch. I can never get tired of watching it. Every time I watch it, I am shocked. The vision of flying in the sky and the weightlessness The camera shot was great!

Why does Harry think Fletta looks familiar.

Definitely not liking him ==

It's because...Fleta burned him...

Last year's Triwizard Tournament Silver Dragon Fletta was his examiner...

Pushed him up into the sky, his ass was on fire and he jumped his feet, do you remember?

This article is firm 1v1

F only loves D in this life, and will never change

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I just want to hug you after winning

There are so many cheers and congratulations. I only like your smile. The envy of so many people can't match the temperature of your palm when you touch my hair. I am the first person willing to share the joy and sorrow of this life with you.

Knowing you when I was young was the luckiest thing in life,

I can always like you more than others.

You are the only one in the world

I would like to spend the rest of my life with it.

Please collect and leave a message! ! !

say you Love Me.

I don't listen, I don't listen! !

love me! ! ! ! ! ! !

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