94 hp Diagon Alley

See you at the stadium. "

Gwen buried her head in the pillow and said to her friend in a muffled voice, "Senior Wood will never get a girlfriend in his life."

Before going out, Katie reminded Gwen that they could go to Hogsmeade for a glass of beer after training in the afternoon, and told her to wait for her at the Three Broomsticks.

By the time Gwen actually got out of bed, the sun was already high.She decided to set off to see how the Quidditch team was doing, and maybe go to Hogsmeade with her friends.

There was still some residual fog floating on the lawn of the stadium. When Gwen walked into the stadium, she found Ron and Hermione sitting in the stands.

"It's not over yet," Gwen asked incredulously.

"I haven't started practicing yet. Wood just told them about the new tactics." Ron and Hermione took out the bread and jam they brought from the auditorium, Gwen flicked his wand, and a row of teapots, teacups and freshly brewed tea appeared in front of them.Watching others sweating profusely while drinking tea on the sidelines feels so satisfying.

Until several people in green robes walked into the field, all holding broomsticks in their hands.

"I can't believe it!" Wood said indignantly, under his voice. "I booked the court today! Let's see!" Wood rushed to the ground, followed by Harry, Fred and George.

"Flint!" Wood yelled at the Slytherin captain. "It's our training time! We got up early! Get out, please!"

"Oh," said the shark-toothed Flint, "but I have a note signed by Professor Snape. I, Professor Severus Snape, have given permission for the Slytherins to go to Quidditch today." Field drills, training their new Seekers."

"You added a new Seeker?" Wood's attention was diverted, "Where?"

A smaller boy flashed out from behind the six tall team members, with a smug smile on his pale pointed face.It was Draco Malfoy.

There were sighs of disgust from the Gryffindor team.Gwen also saw the seven Slytherins lift their brooms forward together, seven brand new, smooth and shiny broomsticks, seven lines of beautiful gold letters "Nimbus 2001", shaking Gryffindor in the morning sun The eyes of the players.

Ron and Hermione came across the lawn to see what was going on.Gwen has always been not afraid of big things and loves to watch the excitement, and even loves to steal her feet when others are fighting, so she happily followed.

"What's the matter?" Ron asked Harry, "Why aren't you playing ball and what is he doing here?" Ron looked at Malfoy in surprise, who was wearing the Slytherin Quidditch uniform.

"I'm the new Seeker for Slytherin, Weasley," said Malfoy, cocking his jaw and smugly shaking the broom his father had bought for the team. "That's nice, isn't it?" Malfoy said pleasantly. "The Gryffindor team should hurry up and donate those sweeping Seven Star 5s to the museum, especially you, Weasley, do you save brooms one by one?"

The Slytherins laughed hoarsely.

"At least none of the Gryffindors had to pay to get in," said Hermione tartly. "They got in entirely by merit."

Malfoy's face darkened with satisfaction. "Nobody asked you, you stinky little Mudblood," he said harshly.

Gwen's face sank when he heard it.Flint had to get in front of Draco to prevent Fred and George from jumping on top of him.Katie screamed, "How dare you!" Ron reached inside his robes and drew his wand, shouting, "You'll pay for it, Malfoy!" He pointed furiously at Malfoy's face.

"Eat slugs!" A huge explosion resounded throughout the stadium, and a green light shot out from the back of the wand, hitting Ron in the stomach, knocking him staggering and falling to the ground.

"Merlin, Ron's wand!" Gwen shouted in her heart, and hurriedly checked Ron's situation with Hermione.The poor chap belched a great deal, and some slugs fell from his mouth onto his lap.

But the culprit was fine. Malfoy was on all fours, pounding the ground with his fists while laughing.The Gryffindor team surrounded Ron, who kept spitting out shiny slugs.No one seemed to want to touch him.Fred and George lifted him up. "We'd better take him to Hagrid's, that's the closest," Harry told Hermione, who nodded bravely.Takes Ron from the twins, who is still vomiting.

Gwen looked at the little one who was still smiling with shiny hair, and couldn't help but get angry.Suppressing his anger, he put away his wand, then took out a book from his bag, "The Encyclopedia of Toadstools".

The Gryffindors only saw a figure scurrying into the green line, holding a book and hitting Malfoy on the head.And the little boy didn't even have time to react when he heard crisp and cursing: "How dare you say such words? Noble Malfoy! Pure-blooded scum! Has your family's upbringing been swallowed up by house elves? If no one teaches you, you will have to accept the beatings from the society!" Then, taking advantage of her height, she hit the eye socket of the pale face with a book. "Are you very proud of your bloodline? Let me tell you, Hermione doesn't have the blood of genetic wizards in her body, but she is even better than you, a three-generation pure-blood wizard! Oh, please, put away your new blood!" Broom! Stop showing off like a poison horned beast in heat! Who do you want to show it to, dear Potter? I advise you not to bother them all the time if you have nothing to do, and learn the art of swearing with your dean when you have time. You are just a brat who hides behind Dad and only smells bad!"

Gwen felt guilty after beating someone. Seeing that Harry's broom was not taken away, she quickly got on and fled the scene at the speed of light.Flying into the air, he winked at Katie, George and Fred, shook the book in his hand, and mouthed: "—Christmas present".

Malfoy's ears were steaming with anger when he got up from the ground, and kept asking who this crazy third-year Gryffindor was, but the Slytherins couldn't remember, and the Gryffindors ignore him.

Seeing that the training couldn't go on anymore, Wood decided to go back indoors and talk about the tactics he designed.The twins sighed in dissatisfaction, and the tall captain told them to imitate Gwen's momentum and hit the ball like this on the court, aiming at Slytherin.

Turning around, he said to Katie, "I think it's very difficult for Ollivander to find a boyfriend at Hogwarts."

Gwen, who beat Malfoy violently, has been cautious recently, and even had to sneak into the auditorium under the cover of several friends for meals.However, it is said that Ron has stopped spitting snot, and Malfoy was wailed in the medical wing for several days because of a knocked out eye, and finally Madam Pomfrey couldn't bear it and drove him back.

Ron heard about Gwen's heroic deeds and brought a special pudding to express his gratitude.Gwen accepted it happily, and reminded him again that if he didn't want to provide a steady stream of slug raw materials for potions, remember not to use the wand indiscriminately.

"Unless someone wants to use your wand, otherwise you will not only be unable to attack others, but will also be injured."

And Professor Lockhart's Defense Against the Dark Arts finally let go of the Cornwall elf.Recently he fell in love with a new type of teaching mode.He now reads long passages from his books to his students, sometimes acting out dramatic passages.He usually chooses the most conspicuous boy in the class to help him reproduce the scene at that time.Gwen was called up twice to play a freed witch or a Muggle, and Lockhart was not happy with her.Most of the witches in the class can play the role of worshiping and praising him, but Gwen can only say a few dry words every time: "It's awesome." "Wow, the werewolf was cursed with a human form, it Subdued." "My God, Mr Lockhart, you're such an ordinary little genius."

Once, Professor Lockhart complained at the dinner table of the professors that Miss Ollivander was a mediocre performer, "She obviously admires me very much, but she is too nervous to even say a good word." He concluded in this way .

In the Potions class on the second day, Gwen, who was mediocre as before, received her first potion O. Professor Snape's comment was that although his ability was not satisfactory, he could barely be called honest and upright.

After Gwen repeatedly confirmed that she really couldn't go wrong with her conscience, she finally couldn't help announcing to Fred and George that she would let Lockhart ignore her.

"We said we would avenge you," George pressed Gwen's head. "Fred and I are ready to leave our first test subject to Lockhart."

Gwen looked at the two suspiciously.Fred held back for a long time, "A small improvement potion, put in pumpkin juice. As long as you leave a bad love poem under his dinner plate, this fool will drink it willingly."

So at the breakfast table the next day, Gwen noticed that Lockhart's walking posture was a bit unique, and she quickly consulted the research and development personnel, "So what is the potion, inventors?"

George and Fred were also a little confused, and Fred said quickly, "It's just a hair removal potion, the kind that is powerful for the whole body..." His brother covered his mouth.

Gwen said that she understood everything, no wonder Lockhart walked on split legs today.The next second she realized the crux of the problem: "Then why is his hair all right??"

"Believe me, Gwen, we also want to know. I think with Fred and I's potion results, we can't perfectly avoid the head, and only remove the other parts of the hair." George covered his groin again. Mouth.

"If I can help," interrupted Harry, "you know,