The Existence of Harry Potter

For Neville and Ron, it was a terrible flying lesson, and for others, it was quite a fun lesson.

"Hey, I won!" Ask's smiling eyes narrowed into slits, he pointed at Neville, who was pale and standing beside Ron, and said proudly: "Look, he's okay, I was just a little frightened, but there is no danger!"

"You're cheating!" Draco reluctantly took out a Galleon and threw it to Asker. He stared at Asker reluctantly, "If it wasn't for your help, he would have broken his arm now!"

"Yeah, if it wasn't for my help, Neville would indeed be hurt." Asker kissed Jin Galleon and put it away carefully, "But, the content of the bet doesn't include that I can't interfere! I can choose to help Neville, you can also choose to block me, or simply let Neville fall from the sky."

"You're cheating!"

"It's called tactics, learn it, boy."

Asker patted Draco on the shoulder with a smile, and then walked towards Neville with his hands behind his back. It was interesting to watch the fun or something.

Mrs. Hooch bent down and looked down at Ron, her face as pale as Ron's.

"Broken wrist." Mrs. Hooch confirmed Ron's injury. "Okay, kid—it's okay, get up." She turned to the rest of the class and said, "I'll take this kid to the hospital, all of you. Don't move! Put your brooms back in their place, or you'll be kicked out of Hogwarts before you can say 'Quidditch'. Come on, dear."

Ron's face was very bad. His expression was a little distorted because of the pain. He grabbed his wrist and limped away with Mrs. Hooch. When passing by Neville, Neville whispered sorry, Ron glared at him viciously, made no secret of his disgust, and said, "Stay away from me! Waste!"

Neville's body shook violently, and he sobbed in a low voice. Ron shook his head and followed Mrs. Hooch to the infirmary.

"Who is the trash talking about?"

A voice suddenly sounded, and Ron replied without hesitation: "The trash said Neville..."

"So, hello trash, goodbye trash." Asker emerged from the crowd and waved to Ron with a smile.

"you…"

As the saying goes, when the enemy met, the eyes were full of tears. When Ron saw Ask, he was instantly furious. The pain of his broken arm was nothing compared to the humiliation he had received. He strode towards Asker, his moving hand was clenched tightly, his eyes widened with anger, his expression grim, as if he was going to swallow Asker alive.

"Why, want to fight?" Ask raised his chin, pointed his nostrils at Ron, wrote "I need a beating" on the left side of his face and "Begging for a beating" on the right side of his face, provocatively said: "Does my arm hurt? Hehe, you It's hard to endure, do you want to call your mother to come over and comfort you?" Asker imitated Ron's way of covering his arms, crying and shouting in an exaggerated and contrived tone: "Mom, it hurts so much. ...Mom, that person bullied me, you help me beat him..."

"asshole!"

"Okay, little darling, don't cry, mom will beat him up to vent your anger right away!" Asker imitated Ron's mother yin and yang, and then he changed his style and made a very scared look. Holding his head in his hands, he said in a crying voice, "Oh, I'm so scared, I'm so scared that your mother will hit me! Oh, your mother slapped me on the face." Asker shook his head to the side, He covered his face, "woohoo, it hurts, I'm going to find my mother too..."

"Hahaha..." The students laughed.

If Ron knew how to use Avada's life, I think he would use this spell to send Asker to **** without hesitation. Of course, he can't use it, it doesn't mean he has no other way. However, before he wanted to put his ideas into practice, Mrs. Hooch stopped him.

"Mr. Weasley." Mrs. Hooch shook her head at Ron and said firmly, "You must go to the infirmary as soon as possible!"

"But, he..." Ron pointed at Asker, gnashing his teeth, eager to pounce on him and bite him a few times.

"Mr. Grindelwald... For the sake of your previous performance, I can pretend that I didn't see what happened just now, but please don't go too far!" Mrs. Hooch turned around and said to Asker, which was already a warning , you know what to do if you are interested.

"Well, you'd better take it as if you saw it." Ask thought for a while, raised his head, and smiled at Madam Hooch with a natural face: "Look, I just insulted the trash who was hiding behind you and didn't dare to come out. With his mother, I have violated Rule 58 of the school rules and deliberately provoked student fights. I think you should deduct a few points from me and add extra-curricular labor. I think cleaning the trophy room is pretty good."

"Are you serious?" Mrs. Hooch frowned and asked, Asker's behavior was very strange, where did he apply for punishment for himself?

"Of course, I am a person of noble character. I have already regretted what I did just now, so I implore you to punish me!" Ask's expression of "I am very sorry" seems to be really regretting just now. behave the same. UU reading www.uukanshu.com

"Bah!" Hermione spat softly. Asker's words almost made her sick to the point of vomit. How thick is his face?

"What's wrong with you?" Draco tugged at Asker's clothes and asked in a low voice.

Asker smiled without saying a word, maybe he was really crazy.

"Then, as you wish." Since Asker said so, if Mrs. Hooch backed down, it would appear that she was partial to Slytherin. "Five points from Slytherin, Mr. Grindelwald, do you know how to get to the trophy room?"

"The corridor on the left on the third floor, the Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom and the teacher's office are on the third floor." Asker replied.

"Very good." Mrs. Hooch nodded, she hesitated for a while, and said, "Slytherin plus five points, because of your excellent and brave performance before."

"Thank you, Mrs. Hooch."

This incident has come to an end. The wicked Asker received the punishment he deserved, and the injured Ron was sent to the infirmary for treatment. However, next, the unwilling Draco created another accident, so this class had to be interrupted.

Harry rode his flying broom across Professor McGonagall's office window, catching the memory ball that Draco threw and snatched from Neville.

"It's you again, James..." Professor McGonagall felt that the back in front of her was a little familiar. In a trance, she seemed to see another person... Reason brought Professor McGonagall back to reality, watching the man flying nimbly in the sky on a broom boy, she sighed.

"No, that's Harry..."