Everyday Players at Hogwarts

Chapter 500 Muscular Neville

When a person is making out with your daughter in front of you all day long.

What would you do?

Mrs. Weasley has a say in this matter - of course she would accept it with pleasure!

This is also the most painful point for Harry.

I bullied your daughter!

Why didn't you stop it?

And Bill?

Are you blind?

The most important thing is Ginny.

Aren't you very face-conscious? Why is it different when facing me?

Harry sometimes even wonders whether he bullies Ginny or Ginny bullies him.

Because when he woke up, there were traces of Ginny touching him on his body.

And today, in a public place, Flourish and Blotts. When most Hogwarts students came to Diagon Alley to buy books.

Ginny and the others actually didn't give him face.

Those who didn't know would think he was a hooligan who flirted with a decent woman and was pulled away to teach him a lesson!

Fortunately, there were no acquaintances, otherwise his reputation would be gone.

"Harry, what are you talking about?" A thick palm as big as a palm leaf fan patted Harry's back.

"Hagrid, you--" Harry just turned his head and the smile on his face froze.

The palm as big as a palm fan, and his acquaintance in the wizard's house, this must be Hagrid.

But what caught his eyes was a little round face that was much shorter than Hagrid-Neville.

He looked completely different now compared to last semester.

Under the delicate little round face was a tall and burly body, with thick limbs and tangled muscles.

It looked particularly uncoordinated.

It looked like those weird wizards in his dreams who were strong, handsome, called themselves dragons, and had higher magic power than the sky.

"Are you Neville?" Ron murmured as if he had just woken up from a dream.

Drake was stunned and couldn't say a word.

Ginny hid behind Harry in fear unconsciously, revealing one eye to secretly look at Neville.

"You are shocked, right?"

"I'm used to it."

"My grandmother said I look very manly, and I am worthy of being the descendant of a hero."

"Look, my grandmother dared to let me go shopping alone today." Neville was not angry at all.

Instead, he looked proud and straightened his broad and strong chest.

"You are like Dudley from Hufflepuff. You were cursed by some weird and vicious curse and then turned it into a blessing in disguise?" Ron asked hurriedly after he came to his senses.

He also wanted to have a strong body. But only half of Neville's current effect would be enough.

"Ron!" Harry, Ginny, and Draco all scolded in unison.

"It doesn't matter."

"As his roommate, I'm used to Ron's outspokenness."

"Also, I haven't thanked you in person yet."

"Your gifts are very useful." Neville waved his hand carelessly, causing an exaggerated whirring sound in the air.

Ron couldn't help swallowing his saliva.

He couldn't help thinking, if Neville's huge palm as big as a palm fan hit him, what would happen to his life?

"Don't say that, you know, we all remembered your birthday wrong." Harry stepped forward and said on behalf of others.

Except for Harry and Ron, Draco and Ginny are not very familiar with Neville.

And Ron just spoke without restraint, so it might be more appropriate for him to say this.

"This is all my own problem."

"I have never told anyone else my birthday."

"I only mentioned it to you, Harry."

"It's normal for you to remember it wrong."

Neville immediately looked at Ron again, "Also, I'm not cursed. This is the result of my exercise."

Neville proudly showed his biceps.

And he chattered about how much effort it took to create this solid muscle.

But when you show something and your friends are not very interested in it, no matter how proud you are, you will end it quickly.

Neville is the same now.

Neville quickly changed the subject without getting a sincere response from Harry and the others.

"By the way, have you bought all your textbooks?"

"The textbooks for our Care of Magical Creatures class this year are great training tools." Neville held the Monster Book of Monsters in one hand and stopped it from opening and closing with the strength of one hand.

"It's very interesting, isn't it?" Seeing that Harry and the others didn't respond, Neville added.

"Sir, can you help me?"

"If you can help me deal with these little monsters, I can give your friend a free meal." The ragged bookstore manager ran over with tears in his eyes.

His body was covered with bruises and purples. It seemed that many people bought Monster Book of Monsters today.

So much so that he looked like this with thick gloves and a thick cane.

"I can do it."

"As for the free meal--" Neville looked at Harry and the others.

Ron was about to agree, but Ginny pulled his sleeve to show his objection.

And Harry and Draco naturally said that they didn't need it.

"No need to waive the bill, I'm a student of Hogwarts."

"It's my duty to help my classmates get the books as soon as possible." Neville looked at the bookstore manager and said.

The bookstore manager bowed repeatedly and seemed to be choking.

"Then I'll leave first." So in the eyes of Harry and the others.

Neville rolled up his sleeves and walked towards the big iron cage filled with books that looked like a gladiatorial arena.

The ferocious green books in the eyes of ordinary people, in Neville's hands, are one in each.

Gently waving his hands, clenching his fists and hammering lightly, and closing his hands, these slight movements seem to be earth-shattering.

One by one, the green books, like the most ferocious hounds, lie down and droop on the floor.

"If there is a knight duel in this championship, Neville and Dudley will definitely be invincible." Ron sighed.

Ginny cleared her throat.

Ron glanced at Harry and suddenly realized, "I almost forgot! Harry, you are not ordinary, if you go up-" Ron patted his head in regret.

Harry's appearance is too confusing. No one who sees Harry will know how much power is hidden under his thin body.

"No, I just have better reflexes than ordinary people."

"In terms of strength, I still can't beat Neville."

"Also, Dudley is not strong in strength."

"What's strong is his gravity magic."

"Pure physical attacks can't shake him." Harry explained.

"No, you are too modest, Harry Potter!"

"I have bought smoke bottles."

"Facing several Bludgers flying towards you, when you can't dodge directly, you can even use your body to knock them away."

"And that Dudley, I have never seen such a good goalkeeper."

"It is said that you are relatives."

"It's incredible." A strange voice came from behind Harry.

From the accent, it seems to be a foreigner.

Harry was about to turn his head to see who was talking and whether he knew him.

"Krum! Viktor Krum!"

But from Ron's trembling voice, he knew the information of the visitor.