Harry Potter – Approaching the Magic World

speaking of which, the students are very anxious when it comes to selecting courses.

For example, the wizards and witches in Neville Longbottom's family wrote to him one after another, and put forward many different suggestions to him on the issue of course selection.

This made Neville confused and nervous. He sat there looking at the list of courses, with his tongue sticking out, and asked if others thought Arithmancy sounded more difficult to learn than ancient runes.

Dean and Harry Yixiang, who grew up next to muggle, didn’t understand anything. Finally, he closed his eyes and used wand to click anywhere on the list. Which course to choose.

And Hermione did not follow anyone's advice and signed all subjects.

Percy · Weasley was eager to teach Harry by word and example.

"It depends on where you want to go, Harry."

He said, "You must plan for the future earlier, so I recommend Divination Technique to you.

People say it is stupid to choose muggle research, but I personally think that wizards should have a thorough and thorough understanding of non-magic society, especially if they want to engage in work closely related to muggle-look at my father, he You have to deal with muggle affairs at all times.

My big brother Charlie always likes to be outdoors, so he chose Care of Magical Creatures.

Use your strengths, Harry."

But Harry felt that the only thing he was really good at was Quiddich.

So in the end, he chose the same new courses as Ron. He felt that if these courses were difficult to learn, at least one person would be willing to help him friendly.

The next Quidditch match of the Gryffindor team is against the Hufflepuff team. This matter makes Cedric a little heart in chaos.

Because the students have shown the trend of actors, everyone wants Gryffindor to win. He is happy every day during training, but he still hopes his team members can practice and play well. .

After all... it's too late.

Unlike Hufflepuff, Wood insists on letting the team members train after dinner every day, so Harry has almost no time to do anything other than training and completing homework.

However, training is getting easier, or at least it's not too rainy.

On the night before the Saturday game, when he walked to dormitory to put down the broomstick, he felt that the Gryffindor team had never won the Quiddich Cup as surely as it is now.

But his happy mood did not last long. As soon as he arrived upstairs in dormitory, he saw Neville Longbottom with a panic face.

"Harry...I don't know who did it, I just found out..."

Neville looked at Harry in horror and pushed open the door.

The contents of Harry’s box were thrown everywhere, his clothes were crumpled on the floor, the sheets were torn from his four-leg bed, and the drawers of the bedside table were opened. , The contents are scattered on the mattress.

Harry walked toward the bed with his mouth wide open, and under his feet he stepped on a few paper sheets that had fallen out of "Travels with Trolls."

When he and Neville put the sheets back on the bed, Ron also came in.

"What's going on, Harry?"

"I don't know."

Harry shook his head, Ron lowered his head and looked at Harry’s clothes carefully, only to find everything All of his pockets were turned out.

"Someone is looking for something," Ron said, "Is there something missing?"

Harry started picking up all his things, throwing them back one by one In the box.

When he threw in Lockhart's last book, he realized what was missing.

"Riddle's diary is gone." He lowered his voice to Ron.

"What?"

Harry twisted his head in the direction of the dormitory door, and Ron followed him out.

They hurried downstairs and returned to the common room in Gryffindor, where there was no who-only Hermione was sitting alone, reading a book called "Ancient Runes Made Easy".

She was stunned at the news.

"But-only Gryffindor people can steal-no one else knows our password......"

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They woke up early in the morning on the second day, the weather was clear, the sun shone brightly, and the pleasant breeze was blowing gently.

"It's the most ideal weather for Quidditch match!"

On the Gryffindor dinning table, Wood said enthusiastically, adding a lot of stir to the plate of each team member Egg.

"Harry, cheer up, you need a good breakfast."

Harry has been looking at the crowded Gryffindor dinning table, wondering if the new owner of Riddle's diary is with him Right now.

Hermione urged him to report the theft to the school, but Harry was unwilling to do so, because then he would have to explain the whole sequence of events in the diary to the teacher and tell him how many people knew about it Why was Hagrid fired fifty years ago.

He doesn't want to be the one who re-provokes this matter.

Harry left the auditorium with Ron and Hermione and went to pack his game items. At this time, there was another heavy worry in his already chaotic heart.

Because he just stepped on the marble stairs, suddenly heard the voice: "This time I want to kill...let me tear...let me tear..."

He yelled, and Ron and Hermione jumped away from him in horror.

"That voice!" Harry said, turning his head and looking back, "I heard it again—did you hear it?"

Hermione patted her head:" I suddenly understood one thing, I am going to the library!"

She ran away hurriedly and went upstairs.

"What did she understand?"

Harry said flusteredly, still looking around, trying to figure out where the sound was coming from.

"I don't know." Ron said, shaking his head.

"But why did she go to the library?"

"Because this is Hermione's style," Ron said, shrugged, "When in doubt, go to the library "

Harry stood there hesitantly, trying to capture the voice again, but then people rushed out from the auditorium, chatting and laughing loudly behind him, preparing to go from the main entrance to the Quiddich stadium go.

"You better act quickly," Ron said, "It's almost eleven o'clock-the game."

Harry walked quickly to the Gryffindor building and picked up his Nimbus 2000. Join the hustle and bustle of people passing through the stadium, but his thoughts are still in the castle, looking for the shapeless voice.

When he changed into the bright red robe in the locker room, the only thing he talked about was that everyone was watching the game outside.

The team member walked to the arena amidst earth-shattering cheers. Oliver Wood rose into the air and flew around the goalposts to warm up. Madam Hooch released the ball.

The team members of the Hufflepuff team are wearing pale-yellow clothes. They are getting together at the moment and discuss tactics at the last point.