Harry raced over the Quidditch pitch.

The cool morning breeze kept lapping on his cheeks, which made him sober up a lot.

The fatigue of waking up early and learning Wood's ever-boring Quidditch tactics was blown away by the wind, and he was finally feeling more comfortable.

It was a good feeling to be back at the Quidditch pitch, and he felt that he felt the real joy when he was on the field.

Soon, though, his mood turned sour, as Harry saw the freshman named Colin Creevey's first year.

At the moment, he was sitting at the top of the stands, holding a Muggle camera, one after another, and a few screams from time to time.

How does he always follow himself! What is there about himself worthy of his admiration?

Harry couldn't figure it out, and he didn't understand why people paid so much attention to him because he stopped Voldemort as a baby, leaving him with that ridiculous scar on his forehead.

Why do they care so much about it!

Merlin didn't want to be a savior at all, he just wanted to study quietly at Hogwarts and play his favorite Quidditch in his spare time. (Deng: No, Harry, you think.) ）

Harry felt that he could not become like William, which made him envious of William from time to time.

Both of them were well-known at Hogwarts, but William was always able to ignore the attention of the people around him.

He even dared to lash out at Snape in the Great Hall, when so many people were watching.

Harry thought that even the most courageous Gryffindor could not do that, and Snape had made too much of a negative impression on him.

In the sky above the stadium, Harry kept his broom running forward at full speed, but he couldn't stop thinking about it.

After another sharp turn, Harry was stunned to find that on the grass below, several men in green robes were walking into the court, all with broomsticks in their hands.

How did the Slytherin players come?

"Why did the Slytherins get here?" George asked Wood, puzzled, and the latter's face was full of surprise.

They were arguing over Colin.

"I can't believe it!" Wood commanded the players to land on the grass as fast as he could, his voice full of indignation, "I took the whole stadium!" ”

"Flint!" Wood, who had rushed all the way back to the ground, angrily stepped off the broomstick, his figure swaying a little, and behind him, Harry and his twin brothers and others also fell.

"It's training time for us! I took the whole course! Please get out! An enraged Wood yelled at the Slytherin captain.

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"Friedrich!" In the stands on the sidelines, Ron shouted in disbelief, "How did you get here!" ”

"Do I need to tell you where I'm going, Weasley?"

While Draco and the others went to get the broomsticks, William led Pansy to the stands, where there were already a few people. As soon as William stepped into the stands, he heard Ron's exclamation.

"It's the Gryffindor team training right now, and outsiders are not allowed to visit! Get out of here! Ron's voice was a little smug, he felt that he had the absolute right in this matter.

Next, this little white face of Ravenclaw will definitely leave, Ron thought to himself.

"Oh? Is it? Then you have to take a closer look, if nothing else, this will soon be no longer your training ground. ”

After saying this, William didn't pay attention to Ron, he also felt that he was too tasteless to quarrel with Ron, and if he stayed with this brainless guy for too long, his IQ would be lowered.

William also ignored Hermione, who had grown a little tired of the arrogant Hermione after a semester of trying.

Despite William's repeated admonitions to Hermione, in the first year, the little witch continued to go her own way, and nothing changed.

Hermione, a first-year student, was really unlikeable.

Sure enough, he just coveted Emma's body, and didn't really like Granger.

"What do you mean!" Ron angrily yelled at William, who was furious at William's disdain.

But compared to last time, he seemed to be much more sensible, at least he didn't rush up brainlessly.

Otherwise, William wouldn't mind taking down Weasley with a spell to keep him entertained.

It seems that the lesson he gave Weasley last time was still useful, and this time, he won't be like the stupid troll last semester, roaring at him.

So, we can conclude that Ron Weasley is a lot smarter than trolls.

What do I mean, won't you go and see for yourself?

William didn't talk, but Pansy on the side asked,

"Are you two dating?" The girl's eyes were full of banter.

Hermione's face turned red, "No, we're just here to see Harry's training." ”

Hermione had noticed William's arrival for a long time, and she had been looking for a chance to explain the events of last semester, but she didn't know how to speak.

"William, this is now the Gryffindor training ground, it will be easy for others to misunderstand when you come here, so let's go somewhere else." She didn't explain anything in the end, but she sided with Ron. It's just that the girl's tone is more tactful than Ron's.

"Why don't you look at the grass, I'm just here to see the fun, the lords are all there." Finding that the eyes of both of them were focused on him, William had to remind.

"Slytherin? How did their players come? Hearing William's words, Hermione turned her eyes to the court, and she noticed that at some point, there were several more figures in green robes in the field, and they were Slytherin players.

"That's right! I heard Harry say that Wood took the pitch today! ”

"If I were you, it would be better to go down early, I think they might be about to clash." William reminded the Gryffindor duo again.

Merlin was on top, he was just here to see the excitement, and he didn't want to get involved in the conflict between the two colleges.

"I think let's go down and take a look, I can't hear the details up there." Seeing that the two teams were about to clash, Hermione suggested to Ron, and she was a little worried that Harry would definitely be killed by Slytherin in the event of a violent clash.

The little snakes who will do anything to achieve victory will definitely dare to come up with such a thing.

"Okay, okay!" Ron agreed, and the two of them hurried out of the stands and ran towards the middle of the meadow.

He wished he could get away from this damn Friedrich!

There's a big drama coming, Weasley, and hopefully your wand will give you a little more power.

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