Harry has had some celebrity distress lately.

Ginny, the youngest sister of Ron, a good friend, seems to have a great admiration for herself. It's the same with Creevey.

Ginny would blush at the sight of Harry, or knock over something. Colin was holding a camera and constantly taking pictures of Harry, recording all his actions.

"Oh, you enjoy it, don't you? But for me to say, it's too early for you. Lockhart pulled him aside one day and said, "You should work with me to publish a book or something, so that your reputation can be solid." ”

To be honest, Harry did have a little bit of joy in his heart. After all, who doesn't love to be sought after?

But Lockhart's words made him sober up all of a sudden, and he didn't want to become such a hateful person as Lockhart.

"Kano told me that peacocks are really beautiful when they open the screen, but their butts will also be exposed." Harry spoke to Ron in the common room, and Ron almost choked on laughter.

"Ahem, that's just chicken soup for the soul, Harry, just get it." Kano interjected with some embarrassment.

Harry nodded.

The next morning, a dazed Harry is woken up by Wood for the new year's Quidditch training.

In fact, the dormitory is not big. Even though Wood lowered his voice, he woke up almost everyone, except for Kano, who had already run out for morning exercises.

As Carno returned from his morning workout, he saw Ron and Hermione walking towards the Quidditch pitch with a light breakfast.

"Hi Kano! We're going to see Harry train, are you coming? Hermione waved at him.

"Did you bring me breakfast?"

"Don't worry, you can eat Harry's portion." Ron said, "Harry might be rolling on a broomstick barrel right now, and he'll throw out whatever he eats." ”

The trio walked towards the pitch together, and the Gryffindor Quidditch team came out of the common room. Everyone was unkempt and tired.

"Wood is really a woman for a man, and a man for an animal." "It seems that he was very unhappy not to win the Quidditch Cup last year. ”

"Of course, we have the best overall score." Ron stuffed buttered bread in his mouth, "It's a pity that Harry ended up lying in the hospital and couldn't compete, otherwise we would have won the Quidditch Cup last year." ”

"But at least we kept the Philosopher's Stone." Hermione interrupted Ron's grumbling, and Ron swallowed the bread into his stomach and made a zipper-up motion on his mouth.

Colin. Creevey happily held up his camera to film Harry flying. According to him, his father was an ordinary farmer who did not believe in magic, and he needed to take some pictures and send them back.

"Oh, how did they come?" Ron's face had a look of seeing something dirty. Kano looked to the door, and the Slytherin Quidditch team in their silver-green uniforms walked in.

Wood angrily greeted him, and soon the two teams gathered together and set up their mouth cannons.

"Let's get over there." Hermione stood up, followed by Kano and Ron.

When they approached, they happened to see the Slytherin team holding seven of the latest Halos 2001.

"How's it going, envy, Weasley? This is what my dad bought for us. Malfoy seemed a little carried away, and he handed the new broom under Ron's nose.

"I think if Gryffindor's broom is sold to the museum, it can still be exchanged for a few bucks." He sneered happily, and the Slytherins burst into laughter.

"At least we Gryffindor don't have players who can get into the team on the basis of money." Hermione spoke.

"Then you stinky little mudblood don't have to worry about it." Malfoy retorted.

Kano let out a long sigh, Malfoy, what a memory.

The Gryffindors immediately pounced, and their fists rained down on Flint, the captain of the Slytherin team, and Malfoy, who was protected by him, saw that Kano was shaking his head helplessly, and his face suddenly turned white.

Harry never gave up training under the influence of Kano, and with some techniques that Kano taught him, he knocked out half of the gorilla-like Slytherin players in a few clicks.

Anyway, if you don't move your wand, it's not a big deal at Hogwarts.

Hermione had long known the insulting meaning of the word mudblood from Kano, and had certainly not forgotten what Kano had told her how to deal with it.

She saw the timing and punched Malfoy on the bridge of the nose. With a click, Malfoy covered his nose again with blood on his face.

"I'm going to tell my dad..."

"Let's eat slugs!" Ron drew his wand and pointed it at Malfoy under Flint's arm, and after a loud bang, Malfoy flew straight out.

"Oh, Ron, that green light—" Harry looked at Ron in surprise, and Ron shook his head.

"It's just a curse, you see."

Malfoy jerked twice on the ground and vomited violently. He spat out a large cloud of shiny slimy slugs.

Kano snapped his fingers, and a dozen or so crows flew out of the Forbidden Forest. They perched lightly beside Malfoy, pecking at the slugs he spat out.

"Oh, that's disgusting." Twins Fred and George, one covering their stomachs and the other covering their mouths.

"Our good brother, you are so bad, you finally have a little bit of our demeanor." The one who covered his mouth gave a thumbs up and quickly covered his mouth again.

That wasn't the end of the story, as the well-fed crows began to "bomb" the Slytherin team, and they swarmed back to the castle, leaving Malfoy, who no one wanted to approach, spitting slugs there.

Ron knew he couldn't run and wasn't ready to leave. Gryffindor was all here to testify to Ron.

Colin. Clevey tirelessly took pictures, saying that this is called having pictures and truths.

Soon, Slytherin's Headmaster, Snape, ran out, and the wind carried his wide black robes, like a bat.

"Who is it! It hurts! Malfoy! ”

He rushed forward with a fierce momentum, driving away the crows that were hovering and waiting to feed, and looked at the smiling Gryffindors through gritted teeth.

"It's me!" Ron said indifferently.

Snape helped Malfoy up, examined it, and turned angrily to say, "Gryffindor buckles..."

"Malfoy said Hermione was a mudblood."

Kano spoke faintly, and Snape paused. Malfoy, who was being held by his shoulder, suddenly felt pinched hard, cried out in pain, and spat out another slug.

"Gryffindor... And Slytherin, deduct twenty points! ”

"You two, Potter and Weasley, confinement tonight! Ask Professor McGonagall! ”

He turned around in exasperation, and Malfoy was carried in his hand like a chicken, retching away.

Gryffindor people, you look at me, I look at you, it feels like a ghost today.

"You'll understand, Harry."

Kano patted Harry on the shoulder and whispered to him.