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"Umbridge is dead?" Harry frowned, "and when did she become scared and abscond, shouldn't she be in Azkaban?"

"She was supposed to be in Azkaban, Harry. Ron said, "Umbridge ran into the Forbidden Forest after unsuccessfully capturing Hagrid and wounding Professor McGonagall, only to be caught by the centaurs in the Forbidden Forest - you know, the centaurs weren't good-natured creatures, and Umbridge probably said something offensive to the centaurs, and she was detained by the centaurs for more than a month. Later, Dumbledore intervened to rescue her. ”

"Why don't I know? Harry said.

"Because you were still in your aunt's new home at that time. Ron said, "It's Dumbledore who told us about this. ”

"Then how did Umbridge abscond in fear of crime?" asked Harry.

"I don't know the specifics. She had been convicted and should have been sentenced to Azkaban, but she somehow managed to escape and disappeared until she was now dead in a village in Derbyshire. Ron flicked the newspaper at Harry, "That's what the paper says. Harry, shouldn't you be happy that Umbridge is dead?"

"I just think her death is a little inexplicable. Harry said.

"Yes, the newspaper says that Umbridge died by stabbing himself in the throat with a wand, and there is no sign of his killing. It's so weird, it's like some kind of curse. Isn't it? I remember Bill telling me something like that before. Ron said, looking thoughtful.

Perhaps Umbridge committed suicide because he felt he was guilty. Harry panicked for some reason, and he digressed the subject and said, "It's almost time, let's go to the Quidditch pitch." ”

"Wait a minute, Harry, let me finish this salmon ......"

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As they leave the Gryffindor table and make their way to the Quidditch pitch, they bump into Gryffindor's prefect, Lavender Brown. Lavender gave Ron a big smile. Ron winked at her. He smiled hesitantly. His walking posture immediately became swaggering, and the frame was full.

Harry looked at it and laughed, but he couldn't help it, "Ron, when did you get along with Lavender?"

Ron's ears turned red, "I don't understand what you're talking about. ”

Harry grinned and didn't ask any further.

Ron muttered, "We're both Gryffindor prefects. It's just working together, working together......"

The tryouts went on for almost a morning. Half of the Gryffindor students from Year 1 to Year 7 came. The first-graders nervously clutched a few tattered old brooms they had picked out from the school warehouse, while the seventh-graders stood tall and intimidating. There was a big, stiff-haired man in the seventh year, and Harry immediately recognized him as the Gryffindor boy on the Hogwarts Express.

"We met on the train. In Professor Slughorn's compartment. He confidently walked out of the crowd to shake Harry's hand, "Meet me again, I'm Cowmike McLagan, and I'm going to run for goalkeeper." ”

"Oh. Harry said, "Okay...... You're just waiting there......"

He gestured to the edge of the court. I'm not going to make a relationship with this guy - Ron is running for goalkeeper too.

Harry decided to do a basic test first, and he told all the people who applied to join the team to fly around the pitch in groups of ten. It was a really wise decision. The ten people in the first group were all first-year freshmen, and apparently, they hadn't flown before at all. Only one boy was in the air for a few seconds, and he himself was so surprised that he quickly hit the goal post.

The second group consisted of ten girls, Harry had never met such a silly girl, and as soon as he blew the whistle, they would laugh so hard that they would hold each other. When Harry told them off the pitch, they left happily and then sat in the stands blassing and blaming each other.

The third group fell into a heap when it flew halfway around the court. Most of the people in the fourth group came without brooms.

Harry was a little desperate, he really didn't know how the previous captains had survived.

Two hours later, after listening to his ears full of grumbling and watching his temper several times, one of whom smashed a Comet 26o, and someone knocked out a few teeth, Harry finally picked three chasers for himself: Katie Bell, a veteran of Gryffindor, who had done well and returned to the team, a rookie named Demirza Robbins, who was particularly quick at dodging Bludgers, and Ginny Weasley, who flew faster than all the players and hit seventeen balls. Harry was pleased with the few people he had chosen with great difficulty, but his voice was hoarse because he kept yelling at the many complainers, and now he had to deal with the complaints of the students who had not been selected.

"That's it, if you don't get out of the way and let the goalkeeper in, I'll cast a curse on you. He yelled.

The two hitters he picked weren't as good as the Weasley brothers, but they were satisfying: Jimmy Perks, a short, broad-chested, short, third-grader who hit Harry's back of the head with a bulge the size of an egg, and Richie Gut, who looked weak but aimed well. The two of them now sit in the stands with Katie, Demirza and Ginny, watching Harry pick their last player.

Harry deliberately put the goalkeeper tryouts at the end, hoping that there would be fewer people on the pitch at this time, so that there would be less pressure on the players. Unfortunately, all the players who were not selected, and many of the people who had just finished breakfast, were now joining the crowd and there were more people in the stands than they had just been. As each goalkeeper flew towards the goal, the crowd erupted in the same cheers and laughter. Harry glanced at Ron, Ron's face was slightly green.