My Hogwarts Day

Hogwarts, inside an empty classroom

After practicing for so long, Harry still hadn't fully mastered the Flying Charm.

Regardless of the variety of things, even a textbook outside the desk, or even a quill, Harry couldn't summon them, and they always fell from the sky halfway through the flight.

"Concentrate, Harry, you still can't just concentrate, you need to put all your attention on what you want to summon, only in this way can you succeed.

"I also want to concentrate." Harry said dejectedly, "But, I don't know why, a huge fire dragon always appears uncontrollably in my mind, well, let's try a few more times, let's see How can we not think about the fire dragon. "

In this way, the afternoon passed quickly, and it was almost time for dinner, and Harry was a little hungry, he said to Hermione.

"Can I have some dinner and come back to practice?"

This poor request was ruthlessly rejected by Hermione, "Today is already Sunday, and the day after tomorrow is Tuesday's match day, and you haven't mastered the Flying Curse yet, if you don't want to eat after Tuesday, you don't need to eat," Four Seven Three "Then you go."

Hearing Hermione's words, Harry had no choice but to continue practicing, and at this time, Richard had already slipped into the auditorium, but he did not choose to eat in the auditorium, but left after taking a lot, because Richard found out, looked at Harry's operation was even better.

After returning to the classroom, Richard spread all the things on the table, and the ten tables full of delicacies made Harry, who was already hungry, take a sneak peek from time to time.

"Hermione, come quickly, if you don't eat it, it will be cold." Originally, Hermione didn't want to eat it, but Richard whispered something in her ear, and she obediently came over and sat down.

Watching Richard and Hermione savor the delicious food carefully, Harry couldn't take it anymore, he didn't eat at noon, and he was really hungry now.

"Can you let me eat some too?"

Richard saw Harry swallowing his saliva from time to time, and knew that the time was ripe, so he picked up a chicken leg and said to Harry.

"You can eat it if you want, but you have to use the Flying Curse to summon the food. Of course, if it falls on the ground halfway, I'm afraid you won't be able to eat it. There are so many things here, you can summon whatever you want Bar."

After speaking, both Richard and Hermione stopped moving and looked at Harry quietly.

At this moment, Harry's mind was already full of the chicken leg that Richard just put there, and the dragon had disappeared long ago, he firmly held his wand and shouted at the chicken leg.

"The chicken legs are flying."

The chicken leg on the table flew towards Harry with a whoosh, and it came to Harry's hand in a short while. Harry took the chicken leg and gnawed it, and within a minute he gnawed on a huge chicken leg It was all over, and then Harry yelled at the fried pork cutlets on the table, "Here come the pork cutlets". Without any accident, the pork chop also flew to his face.

"Great, Harry, you finally mastered the Flying Charm." Hermione clapped her hands happily and said.

It was only at this moment that Harry realized it, looked at the pork chop in his hand, and happily took a bite of it.

"Very good, Harry remembers the feeling just now, well, come and eat too." Richard said to Harry with satisfaction.

Hearing Richard's words, Harry hurried over and began to feast.

After dinner, Harry tried other things, and there were no problems, so he was relieved.

"It's much better, Harry, I've improved a lot." Although Hermione was also very tired now, she said happily.

"Ha, now I know how to practice any very difficult spell, as long as you threaten me with a fire dragon and starve me for a few more days, I think I can learn any spell." Harry said, raising his wand once, and "the stool flew".

At the other end of the classroom, a stool with one leg missing quickly flew towards Harry, and was firmly caught in his hand.

"Hopefully the spell will work on Tuesday, after all the Firebolt is farther away, it's inside the castle and I'm out on the grounds...

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"Distance is not a problem, but you must really focus your attention, make clear what you want in your heart, and firmly believe that it will come, well, it's getting late, we need to go back and rest, Wait until tomorrow, just practice a little bit and remember the feeling of success." Richard, who had already been impatient with waiting, hurriedly urged.

The next morning, even though Harry slept very late the day before, he still got up early. After getting up, Harry put on his clothes and came to the common room, recalling how he felt yesterday, and then took out his wand, Shouted to a dictionary not far away.

"Dictionary coming", the heavy dictionary flew over from the other side of the room in an instant, and was caught by Harry.

About ten minutes later, Harry, who had been standing by the fireplace, looked around with satisfaction at the books, quills, chairs, and Neville's pet toad, Laife.

At this time, Harry, who was still in a state of excitement, didn't intend to sleep anymore. He got out of the Gryffindor common room and walked down the stairs. A familiar figure came into his sight.

"Good morning, Cedric!" Seeing that there was no one around, Harry took the initiative to greet Cedric.

At this time Cedric was startled by the sudden voice, he turned his head and looked at Harry, and at this moment Harry also saw Cedric's appearance clearly, obviously he must have not rested well, the dark circles under his eyes made him He looked very listless.

"Good morning, Harry." Cedric smiled reluctantly. Because of the fire dragon he saw the night before, he hadn't had a good rest and was often worried about whether his method was feasible.

"You're in a bad state, didn't you rest, okay?" Harry came to Kangdrick's side and looked at his dark circles and said.

"Yeah, that's a fire dragon. I'm still not sure. You seem to have an idea?"

"Well, it's okay, although I'm not sure, but I think, as long as I do what I want to do, no matter if I succeed or not, I have no regrets...0"

Hearing Harry's words, Cedric was taken aback for a moment, yes, as long as you try your best to show yourself completely, wouldn't it be fine?

At this moment, thump, thump, thump, Harry heard a familiar voice behind him. He turned and saw that it was Mad-Eye Moody walking down the marble stairs.

"Potter, come here, I have something to ask you, Digory, you go first." Moody's voice full of vicissitudes came over.

Harry tightened his ass, and looked at Moody stupidly, did he hear what they said just now?

"Professor, I'm very hungry now, I want to eat in the auditorium."

"If I remember correctly, at this point in time, even if you arrive in the auditorium, you should not have breakfast. Come with me first, and we will come over for dinner later."

Seeing this, Harry had no choice but to walk towards Moody. At this moment, he felt uneasy, what should we do? What should we do?

What is he looking for? Yes, he must have heard the conversation between himself and Cedric just now. If he asked himself how he knew about the fire dragon, would he let himself follow Dumbledore to report on Hagrid and Richard? No, he absolutely can't report them, so if he sees that he doesn't admit it, will he turn himself into a ferret like Malfoy, and then hang him to the hall?

Harry had a lot of thoughts along the way, and in the end he only had one idea, that is, no matter what, he must never betray Richard and Hagrid, absolutely not. Although the decision had been made, Harry's calf began to soften as he got closer to Moody's office.

Suddenly a black cloak appeared in front of him, and a cold voice rang out at the same time. Normally, Harry was extremely repulsed by this voice, but at this moment, he actually felt that this voice was a bit jarring.

"Professor Moody, Headmaster Dumbledore asked Potter to come over."

"Snape? How did Albus 3.0 find Potter so early? Are you mistaken?" Professor Moody said to Snape in a hoarse voice.

"That's not what I know, anyway, I've passed it on." After speaking, Snape turned around and left.

Moody was silent for a while, then turned to Harry and said.

"Since Albus is looking for you, you should hurry up, but Potter, remember my words, find what you are best at, and do what you are best at, it will help your game."

After speaking, Mad-Eye Moody also left, leaving Harry standing alone in a mess.

What do you mean? Is Professor Moody just trying to help me?

After thinking about it for a while, Harry, who really couldn't figure it out, decided not to, and went to headmaster Dumbledore first.

Thinking of this, Harry walked towards the stairs. Just as he was about to go up, he suddenly found that Snape had come down from the top again. He said to Harry coldly that Headmaster Dumbledore didn't want to look for him now, so he left after speaking.

This made Harry even more confused. Could it be that he got up early today? He must never wake up so early in the future. Harry silently swears. .