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As soon as he saw Harry and his party in the hallway, he greeted them cordially.

These four men helped him deal with the rioting Cornwall elves. Plus, one of them knows his secrets, there's one who's more famous than him, and a loyal fan who got a perfect score on his quiz.

However, because of Castor's warning eyes, Professor Lockhart gave up on pestering Harry and increasing his reputation. His plans include teaching Harry about fame, persuading Harry not to be proud, and taking pictures with Harry.

This disappointed Colin a bit.

Even though he had already been photographed with Harry, Harry had reluctantly signed for him - but for Colin, the more pictures of Harry the better.

Also, he seemed to memorize Harry's class schedule. To Colin, it seems like the most exciting thing in the world is to say "Hello, Harry" six or seven times a day. and hear "Hello, Colin. Answer. No matter how helpless and annoyed Harry replied.

Finally, after another meeting at breakfast, Harry couldn't stand it anymore.

"Help me convince Colin, Casto?" Harry pleaded very sincerely.

Casto sat across the table, picking up a small piece of toast and feeding it to Fiona. Hermione sat next to him, engrossed in reading.

"I don't know Colin too well, you should go and ask Ginny," he rightly refused, "She's looking pretty happy lately." ”

"How could I - I know, Ron and I shouldn't have secretly made fun of you blushing." Harry continued to look at Casto earnestly.

Casto glared at both of them fiercely.

Harry and Ron grimaced in all seriousness.

He still didn't understand why such a trivial matter as blushing would be talked about by the two of them for so long. Harry and Ron still looked nostalgic.

"We've just never seen you like this." Harry was still struggling to persuade Casto, "Since you're helping me get Lo-"

Hermione lifted her head from the book.

"What?" She looked at the three boys suspiciously.

They quickly shook their heads.

"Hmph, okay." She lowered her head proudly, but suddenly looked up at Casto, "Speaking of which, when did you ever blush?" ”

"You watched adoringly as I cleaned up the elves." Castor said simply.

"Not at all." Hermione buried her head.

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In the end, Casto went to Ginny himself.

However, Harry's debt to Casto was immediately more than Ron's.

It's the weekend all at once.

Harry, Ron, and Hermione were going to see Hagrid on Saturday morning. Castor didn't want to go.

"Harry, you should know what Hagrid thought of me at your birthday party," Casto said lazily, "he's kind, but simple. I guess he must have been heavily influenced by the Black family. ”

"I've already advised Hagrid—" Harry visibly disagreed.

"Obviously, he still can't get over that hurdle in his mind," Casto said, continuing to flip through the Potions textbook for his senior class, "and I can't afford to be bored." ”

Harry understood that he could not persuade him to do this, and gave up in a huff. Castor, on the other hand, thought he would get a good night's sleep on Saturday morning.

He slept heavily in his small room. Fiona stretched out her wings and lay on the other side of the bed.

They rolled over at the same time.

Under normal circumstances, no one can easily wake them up.

However, there were suddenly two rooster crows outside the door.

This didn't work for Fiona, and she continued to roll over.

Castor frowned.

"I'm still in the Burrow?" He vaguely felt a little strange, "Why are there still two roosters?" ”

Yet the sound came and went, and it continued. The tone is also weird.

It's like-

"Fred, George—" Casto slammed the door open, staring blankly at the grinning twins, "Give me a reason, or else—"

"Sorry, it's Quidditch training." Fred's face was awe-inspiring, "We're pretty sleepy too, so let's blame our captain." ”

"We volunteered to get you up." George didn't seem to be sleeping well, but he looked proud.

"Didn't I give you all the brooms?" Casto yawned, his eyes swept over the two light wheels 2000 in the twins' hands, "Ginny let you take it first, too." ”

"Wood is going to lay out his new tactics today," Fred said, "you're our appointed batsman." ”

"It's an honor," said Casto reluctantly, "I regret that I have nothing to do with you to play Quidditch." ”

"How can you say that!" George was the first to disagree, "You are a new star we have found, how can you give up on yourself?" But Wood's tactics are really boring......"

Fred nodded.

The three of them did not speak, and found that the other was sleepy.

"Do you want me to go?" Castor let out a long sigh, "You know I didn't have much strength when I woke up. ”

Fred and George looked at each other.

They were also very tired, and they couldn't find a good way to get Casto to wake up.

But the thought of Captain Wood, whose eyes lit up, gave the twins a headache too.

After all, Wood was in the sixth year, and he had wanted to win the Quidditch trophy for too long. Last year was the best team, but it was defeated by Ravenclaw due to Harry's unexpected absence.

So, it made him realise that finding the right replacement was also very crucial. The substitution was also accidentally praised by the twins.

What's more, Wood wasn't alone in wanting to win the Quidditch trophy.

Fred and George lamented at the same time.

"Okay, man. You win. They came and set up Casto, "No ancestor has ever let us serve like this." ”

The pink pale gold sky was shrouded in a thin layer of mist. A tall, thin figure was sandwiched between a shorter figure, and they staggered into the morning.

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In the locker room, Oliver. Wood warmly received the returning members from the Gryffindor Tower and welcomed the new comrades.

Captain and goalkeeper, Oliver. Wood; Three female chasers, Angelina. Johnson, Arya. Spinnett, Katie. Bel; two batters, the Weasley twins; Chaser, Harry. Potter applauded enthusiastically.

The Gryffindor Quidditch team then introduced themselves and shook hands with the new recruits.

If the members in attendance do not yawn from time to time, it is a formal welcome ceremony.

But the deepest impression of Castor in addition to their enthusiasm was - "Ah, there is another new person to accompany us." Fortunately, I will be honored. ”

As Casto and Harry shook hands, the batsman substitute suddenly reacted.

"Didn't I say take a look first?" Castor looked around in amazement and found the dozing twins, "What's going on with this joining ceremony?" ”

"It's okay," Wood waved his hand, "I'll just report to Professor McGonagall later." Casto, you'll need to hear our tactics first—I've been thinking about it for a summer. We'll do another test later. ”

Wood holds up a large diagram of a Quidditch pitch with colourful lines, arrows and crosses. He took out his wand and pointed it at the board, and the arrows wriggled like caterpillars on the board.

Wood got the props ready and began to explain his new tactics. Fred's head fell to Arya's shoulder, and he snorted.

The first board took nearly twenty minutes to finish, but there was a second and a third under it. Wood's monotonous voice spoke, and the team almost went into a trance.

Thankfully, Casto tactfully states that he doesn't understand much of his clever theories and needs to go out and wake up. Wood looked very understanding, and let him go halfway.

The sun had risen high, but there was still some residual fog floating on the stadium's lawn. Casto rides a light wheel 2000 and flies aimlessly through the air, chasing some birds. Colin sat quietly in the stands, greeted him, and fiddled with his camera.

It seemed like a long time before Wood and the others showed up on the court.

Casto passed the test without a hitch, hitting an apple that Wood threw hard with a Bludger. The apple was smashed to pieces.

Wood couldn't hide the surprise in his eyes.

Fred and George noticed Wood's expression, a look of lamentation about to retire.

Casto was able to sit in the stands with Colin. What he needed now was to watch the whole team work together, some of the twins' tactical moves, and some of the games - Quidditch was not an individual sport, you know.

However, after returning the broom to Fred, Casto was a little groggy. He sat down next to Colin and watched the Gryffindors in training for a moment before dozing off.

Suddenly, he was woken up by Colin's shake.

"Look there." Colin was a little nervous.

Several men in green robes walked into the court, holding broomsticks on their toes.