Chapter 95: Harry's Brainless Powder

"The space in the classroom will affect the casting of the spell, otherwise, a whirlwind would be a good choice to take out all the goblins at once. "Harry remembered George'www.biquge.info s way of dealing with goblins in the Burrow, and used a whirlwind spell to stun all goblins.

"The wind spell is really good, and the little goblins are light and affected the most. Even if cyclones can't be used, simply disrupting the air flow can cause them to lose speed. Sonic spells will also work well at this time, a amplification spell, and the shock wave can make them all faint. ”

Hermione also came up with some good ideas, and although they couldn't use it this time, they were able to remember the best way in a similar situation.

"It's really good, you have to think about it in advance. Maybe we should think ahead about how to deal with Malfoy, I don't want to lose to him. "Ron thought of his advantage, they were three people who could have planned and prepared more in advance.

Harry and Hermione are also eye-catching, who would want to lose to Malfoy, calculate in advance, make more preparations, and always improve the winning rate.

The experience of Defence Against the Dark Arts class allowed Harry and Ron to recover, and they suddenly found that they were quite strong, and they were both top students. In such a good state of mind, they can cope with their homework and finally begin to be handy.

The schoolwork began to go smoothly, but Harry was still uncomfortable that Gilderoy Lockhart had not been hit by the Defence Against the Dark Arts class.

He still thinks that Harry is the same kind of person as him, and every time he sees Harry in the hallway, he pulls Harry to talk to him. It's as if the lack of enough admirers in the school makes him a little lonely.

Every time Harry saw Lockhart from afar, he quickly took a different path to hide. In addition to Lockhart, he also needs to hide from another person.

Colin Creevey is a new Graffindor student this year, and he is a timid and skinny boy, just like Harry did when he first entered the school.

The first time he saw Harry, he begged for Harry's autograph. He comes from an ordinary family, and because of the fluctuation of magic power, he has not been very gregarious since he was a child.

Now that he has come to the magic school, it is like entering a magical world, and he is full of curiosity about everything. When he saw everything, he would take pictures with a camera hanging around his neck, and he said that it would be sent to his father.

Harry is a great celebrity in this magical world, the most amazing person Creevey from the town has ever met. And as a classmate, Harry couldn't be unkind. This made Creevey, who had just left his hometown and had always been shy and not very social, find spiritual sustenance.

He had become Harry's most ardent admirer, and he seemed to memorize Harry's timetable, and would "bump into" Harry seven or eight times a day on the road, just to meet him and say, "Hello, Harry." Hear the phrase, "Hello, Colin." It made his face flush and he was almost out of breath with excitement.

He enjoyed playing such games tirelessly, regardless of Harry's frustration and frustration every time he saw him.

Harry couldn't scold an admirer who was a year younger than himself, but he was also worried about the others knowing that there were already his ardent admirers among the students.

Lockhart, in particular, would use a strange tone to pull him aside to teach him well, and then believe even more that he and Harry were the same people.

Before I knew it, it was Saturday, and Harry had promised to go see Hagrid with Ron and Hermione in the morning. But early in the morning, he was woken up by Wood, the captain of the Gryffindor Quidditch team.

"What's the matter?" asked Harry, with an unhappy look on his face, for disturbing people's sleep was a heinous crime.

"It's Quidditch training today!" Wood hurriedly urged Harry, "Hurry up, hurry up." ”

"It's just dawn, huh?" Harry chuckled his head to look out the window, the pale golden sky was still covered with a thin veil, and couldn't help but grumble, "Who opened the door for you early in the morning." ”

"Don't sleep, I have new plans. Wood is in the sixth grade and will probably not be on the team next year, he is bound to win this year's championship, and he has a frenzy in his eyes, "I spent a lot of time in the summer to make a new plan, and we will definitely defend the title this year." ”

Wood lifted Harry's quilt, "The other teams haven't started training yet, so let's hurry." ”

Harry looked helpless, yawned, and slowly got up from the bed, he was still unconscious, and he was slow to find his team uniform.

Wood couldn't wait to get to the pitch, the Quidditch spirit in his chest was burning violently, "I'll go to the pitch first, and we'll gather in a quarter of an hour." ”

Harry struggled to find his jersey and put on a cloak to protect him from the cold. Leaving a note for Ron, he hurried out down the spiral staircase, carrying the light wheel 2000 on his shoulder, which had made many meritorious contributions on the court.

He had barely reached the hole behind the portrait when he heard hurried footsteps behind him, and it was Colin Creevey running down. Around his neck, he still has a camera hanging from his side at any time, and he is holding something in his hand.

"Harry, I heard your name called upstairs. Look what I've brought you, the photos from last time were washed out. Colin said excitedly, waving the photo in his hand.

Harry stared blankly at the man in front of him, he would have been caught so early in the morning, he didn't have any special hobbies. Harry froze in place, shivering.

"Look. Colin pointed out the picture to Harry as if he were offering a treasure.

Harry looked blankly at his finger. The photo shows a black-and-white Lockhart figure tugging at one of his arms, which is hidden in the frame of the photo.

Harry was a little glad that he was fighting back and wasn't dragged out by Lockhart. "Maybe people won't be able to tell it's me in the picture. Harry looked at Lockhart, gasping for breath in the picture, and he had disappeared into the picture.

"Please sign my name. Colin earnestly asked.

"No, I can't. Harry immediately refused, he already felt embarrassed enough, and if he signed his name, he would be mistaken for a narcissist like Lockhart.

"I'm sorry, Colin, I'm in a hurry, I have to rush to the Quidditch pitch to train immediately. Harry didn't want to continue talking to the crazy boy, he just wanted to get rid of the admirer quickly, and he didn't hesitate to crawl out of the portrait hole.

"Wait for me, I've never seen a Quidditch match before. The troublesome boy hurried out.

"Don't, it's boring. Harry hurriedly persuaded him that he didn't want to be stared at by such fanatical admirers even during training, and his teammates would laugh at him.