Monday, heralds new beginnings.

There was news of Gildero's resignation, but Harry didn't hear it.

But there was new news from Wood.

In the second week, Quidditch training begins.

Wood was back to the serious Gryffindor Quidditch captain.

It's not the same as the first grade, though.

This time, he didn't ask his players to train all day and all night.

Instead, a few tactics were selected. It's good to be diligent in your work.

The rest of the time, he focused on spell practice.

It seems that the fiasco of last semester left an indelible impression on him.

Oh, and by the way, Wood was also the first senior wizard to announce his membership in the legendary Knights of Arthurian Heroes.

This is a milestone step for the Order.

"Over the summer, I designed a new Quidditch training regimen."

"We must train as early as possible to strengthen our understanding of tactics."

The pale golden sky was filled with a mist, and the moisture didn't seem to have subsided, so early in the morning, Wood began training with the Quidditch team to put on their armor.

"What?" A group of Gryffindor Quidditch players had just walked out of the castle and into the clearing. Bumped into the Slytherin team head-on.

"I can't believe it." Wood frowned, incredulously, knowing that Slytherin would never train so early.

"Where are you going? Flint. Wood walked up to him.

"What else do you need to say?" Marcus Flint gestured to the Slytherin suit on his body. Said sarcastically: "Do we wear this to an outing?" ”

"I don't care if you're going there, but I've booked a Gryffindor charter today, you—" Before Wood could finish speaking, he was rudely interrupted by Marcus Flint.

"I got permission, Wood. Looks like you're going to take a break today. Flint said as he handed the scroll to Wood.

Not to be outdone, Wood looked directly at Flint and handed the broom to George before closing the scroll in Flint's hand.

[I, Professor Severus Snape, hereby give my go-ahead to the Slytherin team to practice on the pitch today.] to train their new Seekers. 】

"Seeker? Do you have a new Seeker? Who? ”

Wood pointed at Flint with some annoyance, tilting his head as if to see the new Seeker.

"He's here."

As he spoke, a handsome boy with a pale face but red cheeks, a thin chin, light blonde hair, and gray eyes walked out of the Slytherin crowd with his head down.

"Malfoy?" Harry looked at the bored fellow in amazement.

"You're on the Slytherin Quidditch team?"

"It's not just about joining." Flint triumphantly raised his broomstick.

"Halo 2001?" Harry recognized the latest model of the broomstick at a glance.

"Everybody." Wood looked at the Slytherin crowd in surprise.

"Draco's father's gift." As if he had won, Flint snatched Snape's scroll from Wood's hand.

Then he led the Slytherin people to stride towards the training ground.

"Oh, by the way, I don't mind if you come along and see how well my training works."

"We don't mind telling you how to fight, anyway, with the broken wood in your hands, we can't catch up with us."

"Haha!!"

Flint let out a gruff laugh and taunted the Gryffindor crowd as he laughed.

"Shut up, Flint. We're not going. Wood was visibly angry, and he shouted angrily.

"Whatever."

It seems that Wood's words can only be met with ridicule from the Slytherins.

...

"What are we going to do?" George said impatiently.

"There's no way they can win us, Malfoy can't beat Harry."

Wood then calmed down, but he was also worried, after all, the gap in equipment was too big.

"However, the Comet series we have in our hands is indeed much worse than their Light Wheel 2001. The speed may be just over half theirs. ”

This is really the truth, Hogwarts' broomsticks are basically Comet 260, a broom introduced by the Comet Trading Company in the seventies.

It's been at least 25 years ago.

Compared to the light wheel, this broom is simply a joke.

"Unless we can have the Light Wheel 2001 too," Wood kept thinking in fragments, and slowly everyone came back to their senses. A vague look of a big dog came to mind.

"He's still sleeping, I'll call him." Harry quickly turned and ran towards the Gryffindor common room.

Wood and the others reacted, and quickly spread their legs and followed Harry back to the common room.

...

As soon as the camera turned, Melda was sleeping under the quilt at this time, he was called by Snape yesterday, because of the punishment of detention, he had to go to Snape as a free laborer.

It's cleaning potion residue again, and it's cleaning the cauldron again. In short, he was tortured by Snape for more than four hours before being released.

That's as much pain as it is.

"Hey, Melda, wake up." Harry pounced, jumped onto Melda's bed, and shook him with a kick.

"I'm going to die, I'm going to die you." Melda opened her eyes in a daze, and her breath was almost overflowing to the point of exploding.

"Harry Poult. You're itchy on the skin, aren't you, or I'll loosen it for you. As she spoke, Melta grabbed a large pocket sword from her pillow.

The head and face slashed at Harry.

"Don't fight, I'm looking for you for something, something." Harry clutched his head and fled the door.

Melda was also angry, and rushed out barefoot, today, you must be a dead person.

Harry.

...

In the common room, the Gryffindor players in bright red shirts watched in shock as Harry ran out with his head in his hands, while Melda chased after him barefoot with a blue sword in his head.

"Damn it. Eat my curry stick. ”

"Hey!" Seeing this, Wood and the others hurriedly stepped forward and stopped Melda.

"We're looking for you for something, something." Wood said in a good voice.

"What's the matter? Say! Melda said as she stuck her sword on the floor and stuck it at her waist.

"We want you to sponsor a little money. Give the team a new batch of broomsticks. Harry said nervously as he ducked behind Fred, his head popping out.

"What?" Melda looked at Harry in shock.

There was a look of difference in his eyes.

"You woke up Lao Tzu for this?"

Melta yelled.

"Broken boy, stand there and don't move. I'll let you know why the flowers are so red. ”

"Take your life!"