The injury looked quite serious, and Lockhart, who ran down, rolled up his sleeves and raised his wand, "Don't worry, Harry. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info I'll be able to help you right away, your arm heals......"

Someone was quicker than him, and Professor Snape crouched down and spun his wand toward Harry's broken bone, "Heal as before!"

"Click" with a crisp sound...

"Ah!!" Harry came to his senses with a painful cry, and when he saw Lockhart's wand pointed at him, he sat up and said in horror, "What did you do to me!?"

Seeing Harry wake up, the trace of concern on Snape's face instantly disappeared, he stood up and inserted his wand back into his cloak, looking at him condescendingly with disgust: "It seems that the famous Harry Potter is not stupid enough to discriminate at all......

Snape's poisonous tongue nature attacked, and he fired directly at the two people with a single sentence.

Lockhart felt a little awkward for a moment......

Thankfully, Harry had caught the Golden Snitch and the match was over, and they were victorious over Slytherin, and the Gryffindor team members gathered around to cheer when they landed, diluting the awkward atmosphere a lot.

Professor McGonagall also bent the corners of his mouth rarely, and Snape reluctantly pulled the corners of his mouth at McGonagall, turned around and tried to leave quickly with a gloomy face.

Roger followed him, waiting for the cheering crowd to emerge, and the boy stomped on the hem of the professor's robe, which had been dragged to the ground because of the rain.

Snape was dragged back by the neck, and he nearly fell down because he didn't brake the car.

"Do you want to... What are you doing......" Gritting his teeth, the corners of the professor's eyes twitched when he saw that it was Roger.

The boy handed the Bludger tucked under his armpit with one hand, "This thing has been hitting Harry all the time, it must have been spelled, you better check it." ”

"You should go to the dean of your house for this......" Professor Snape glanced at Bludger, and turned around without any intention of reaching out.

Kindness...... It's a pity that the robes are still under Roger's feet......

The professor had to turn around again.

"This thing stared at Harry for the whole game, and I jumped down and greeted him in the head, this is going to smash... Gee... Damn......" Before Snape could say anything, Roger teasingly shook the ball twice.

The Professor stared at the Bludger for a moment, then reached out and tapped his wand at it, and the ball floated safely out of the boy's hand towards him.

Snape then gave Roger a hard look, let out a cold snort from his nose, and turned away......

And then another stumble......

"What are you still doing with my robes!!" the professor snarled.

"Oh! I forgot, I forgot. Roger smiled cheaply.

Snape's face darkened as dark clouds in the sky, "Gryffindor... Fifty ......"

Yes, you can bear it. After a game, Harry added 90 points to Gryffindor, and there are still forty left, which is not bad~

Lao Deng didn't come to watch the game today, after all, he is the principal, and he is very busy...

Giving the ball to Snape was just for him to remind Dumbledore that there were other troubles at hand not only in the Chamber of Secrets.

Distract him so that Voldemort can easily and happily lead Ginnyman to the murderous graffiti of the school.

In the evening, inside the common room.

The Weasley twins brought a lot of food and butterbeer from the back kitchen to celebrate the party, and Lee Jordan set off some laborious fireworks, and many stars and sparks flashed in the air.

Since tomorrow is Sunday, people will be noisy until midnight before slowly dispersing and going back to their dormitories to rest.

However, little Ginny, who did not join the carnival, is now slowly coming out of the dormitory, and seems to be preoccupied and very discordant.

But as soon as he entered the lounge, he saw Harry, who had been holding on for a long time, helplessly fall to the ground.

The little girl hurriedly ran to the idol's side and squatted down, "Harry, are you alright?"

The little savior groaned unusually weakly, "Hmm... Body... It's so heavy......"

"Hey, don't scare me... What the hell is going on!" Ginny held out her hands to lift Harry up from the floor.

But he didn't expect another "bang" sound next to him, and Roger also knelt on the ground unbearably: "I didn't expect it to be so serious......"

"You... What's wrong with you!?" Ginny panicked, not knowing whether to run out to find the professor.

"Hmm... Really... Is it still too reluctant......" Roger, who was half-kneeling, looked like he couldn't hold it anymore, and also slapped it face down on the floor: "Wearing clothes for a drinking party......"

Ginny: "......"

Hermione, who was sipping pumpkin juice in the distance, put down the book in her hand: "It's normal to be dressed, right...... Idiot. ”

So, ten seconds later...... All the two big men have left is a pair of panties......

"Ah~It's comfortable~~" The little savior threw off his clothes and set up bodybuilding poss in place naked.

"For Mao's naked—!?" little Ginny covered her face in a frenzy.

"Don't you know what happened just now?" Roger pulled out two bottles of spirits from under the sofa seat, "This is a life-threatening matter." ”

"It's a matter of life to wear clothes for Mao!!" Ginny flipped the table, "And you, Hermione!

"It's probably the power of habit that controls the human senses, and she was doing about the same thing as you this time last year......" Roger struck a collision with Harry's bottle.

In the Black family's mansion, Hermione has learned how to do her thing in the face of three idiots exhibitionism......

"By the way, would you like a drink?" Harry asked, raising his glass.

Ginny hid her face and walked away, and she seemed to be able to see tears in the corners of her eyes under the cover of her fingers, was it sad that the idol had disappeared in her mind, or was she remembering the heroism that she had not yet understood?

The two's drinking party didn't last long, and a few bottles of spirits were swallowed, and little Harry collapsed to the ground.

Roger carried him back to the bedroom with one hand and threw him on the bed, picked up the hungry reserve and sat on the head of the other bed, feeding it the rest of the cake while waiting for the uninvited guest to arrive.

The chirping of pigs eating in the darkness echoed Harry's drunken snort.

When the day was about to dawn, there was a sound at the door of the dormitory.

Under Roger's gaze, a small black shadow creeped up to Harry's drapery, and it slowly poked its head over, its tennis eyes still useless in the moonless night.

So much so that its slender nose was close to poking into the quilt.