Hufflepuff never works overtime

"I passed out due to an accident in the herbal medicine class yesterday. The students present and Professor Sprout can all testify," Faith tried to force herself to look directly at Lockhart, so as to make her appear sincere. Some.

"After I went to receive Madam Pomfrey's treatment, she said that there is a high probability that there will be no sequelae. I didn't expect that in your class today, I suddenly found that no matter what you said, my ears were buzzing. noise."

"This...is there still such a thing in the world?" Although the other party's statement was outrageous, but the pair of water green eyes were full of sincerity, Lockhart involuntarily took a step back and held onto the armrest beside him.

Faith held back her subconscious desire to answer him, until Hermione whispered helplessly in her ear, pretending to explain, "Okay, have you pretended enough?"

She nodded pretending to understand, and made a face covering her face, "Teacher, you can't help me if you don't believe me, but this is really caused by the mandrake. Maybe you can cooperate with Professor Sprout. Study it, but be careful, its cries can be fatal."

"What effect can a mere piece of grass have on an adventurer like me who has heard the wailing of a female ghost, hahahaha."

Lockhart let out his trademark laugh again, but after seeing the other party covered his ears in pain, he silently withdrew his voice.

"Poor child...then you will never hear my beautiful and sexy voice." Lockhart could only believe the other party's words, after all, it was impossible for him to cooperate with such a dangerous experiment .

"Sit down first, let's ask the other two students who missed their test papers, is Tarsila Goldstein there?"

Hermione tugged her hand, and Faise sat down hastily.

She let out a long sigh of relief, and finally escaped the catastrophe logically, and she can guarantee that Professor Lockhart will not be able to call herself up to answer questions again this school year.

Ron behind him poked her on the shoulder, "You're really good at it, but this teacher actually believed your words."

"I told Hermione a long time ago, he is just a liar who is used to talking big, how could he know about the Mandrake..."

"But as far as I know, it seems you were the one who lied just now, Miss Orest!" Hermione folded her arms around her chest and looked at the other party with some dissatisfaction.

"I didn't lie to him," Faith shook her head immediately, "I swear every word he said was noise in my ears, admit it Hermione, you're in his class, nothing but making up eye-catching You can't learn anything from stories, because your knowledge has already surpassed him."

"Do you really all think Professor Lockhart is a liar?"

Hermione looked around the three people around in frustration, and as expected, she got the approval of the three people.

With some nostalgia, she turned over the first page of "I Can Be Magical" on the desk. It was written in unrestrained words - for my loyal fan, Miss Hermione Granger.

"He couldn't even handle elves in class yesterday..." Harry was the first to say to help his friend out of the quagmire.

"Although this class is Defense Against the Dark Arts class, look at the content of the test he gave us, it's all about himself." Ron also added disdainfully.

"Obviously ghouls and trolls will not be knocked down by his greasy smile. The spells and talents used in his books are not shown in him at all. I only see a big talker. , Mr. Liar who is good at making up stories..."

Faith didn't believe that Hermione didn't notice these things were wrong, but some filters and things affected the other party's ability to think, "I don't force you to hate him as much as we do, but I know that you worship such a person, and in the end you just will be disappointed."

"The magical mandrake..."

Lockhart clicked his tongue and walked back to the podium, "I lost three lovely listeners today, but it's okay, in this class, our task is to read my most classic book " I Can Magic", I believe you will gain a lot from the recitations of other students."

In the classroom, the students complained one after another. No one wants to learn this kind of thing.

Lockhart watched their dilly-dallying movements, frowned in dissatisfaction, and clapped his hands, "Okay, students, now turn to the first page, let me hear your enthusiasm, please?"

"See? This doesn't seem like something a reliable professor would do." Before he started studying, Ron secretly complained to Harry.

But it was such a small action that happened to be caught by Lockhart, and he was forced to become the leader of this lesson.

Faith didn't try to persuade Hermione anymore, because she knew from the other party's disjointed reading aloud from time to time that the clever Miss Granger had already become suspicious, and she would figure it out by herself soon.

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The author's words:

Fat chapter~

Next, there are some questions about building a group. If you are not interested, you can skip it.

【About group chat】

Because when I was writing an article on LOFTER before, I joined a group chat like a large-scale palace fighting drama, and the degree of chaos in the relationship was really tiring Σ( ° △ °|||)︴

In fact, in order to inform the activities, the authors of Hedgehog Cat also have a group, but the authors of free books like me basically have no chance to participate in the activities.

Even if it's just a group of authors for notification, it's full of all kinds of nonsense and flaunting, so I try not to read it...

In the end, I still feel that it feels best to simply write articles in the post bar at the beginning.

I haven’t considered stand-alone since I wrote the book. This book has more than 1000 postings and more than 100 comments. I can guarantee that I have read every post carefully, and even go back to the postings of that chapter. watch.

Everyone's complaints and opinions are really interesting, hahahahahahahahaha, this is what I think Hedgehog cat makes me very happy.

Based on the above points, I have never thought about building a reader group, but there are indeed many readers who have made suggestions-let’s say it first, if I build it, it’s up to you to maintain| ?o )?

The reader group is just for everyone to chat and update (you can also @我解问问题), I may not be too bubbly, and the drafts that haven’t reached the plot point will be posted in the group first in the form of flash pictures, and other benefits are related to the book Synchronous!

Finally, because of my inexplicable persistence in terms of age, although there will be a plot in this article, it is still a matter of sixth grade_(:3⌒?)_

So formally solicit everyone's opinions on whether to build a group chat, and when the number of people who agree exceeds 10, we will build it!

Chapter 93 Goalkeeper

"Hey Orest, here comes the ball!"

After being thrown from the boy's hand, a bright red irregularly shaped ball flew towards him with slow speed and soft strength.

"Ah."

Faith wears a slightly bulky helmet, shoulder pads, chest pads and knee pads, which are the unique 'perks' of the goalkeeper, in order to protect them from the 12-inch (30 cm) diameter Quaffle flying at high speed. wounded.

But the boy on the opposite side had just started chasing training, and compared with the others, he couldn't catch the ball better.

Faith just glanced at it casually, then rode a broom to the side of the middle ring and waited. Before the Quaffle was about to enter the ring, a tail swinger knocked it out with a broom.

"Smith, you don't need to remind me before throwing the ball... The captain said that we should practice as opponents."

Faise and the other girl Chaser looked at Zacharias helplessly. The other party's performance today can only be described as horrible. Not to mention not even making a single shot, he was also absent-minded during training.

After being promoted to the second grade, the team's Quidditch training finally broke away from the most basic physical fitness and reaction training, but has different training content according to the different positions they choose.

Faise originally wanted to try to apply for the Seeker, but as the most watched position in the competition, the competition for the Seeker was too fierce, and nearly half of the people participated.

In the end, she was fooled by Miriam's brother, Hufflepuff's current official goalkeeper, and chose to participate in the selection of the goalkeeper position.

Of course, this is not a bad decision, because she relies on her outstanding reflexes and flexible movements to successfully stand out from other big competitors.

Faise also felt very thrilling afterward. If the trials had been a little longer, she might have lost due to lack of physical strength.

After the position selection was over, the formal training for their group of candidates began, and a large number of competitors were eliminated one after another, which made the practice field that was crowded in the past empty.

"It's my turn!"

The girl in the golden jersey successfully broke through the scoring area and came to the front of the goal guarded by Faise. She didn't want her ball path to be predicted, so she quickly changed her flight path in a zigzag pattern.

Faith's eyes were fixed on the opponent, and her body moved only slightly between the three goals before the red Quaffle was out of the opponent's hand.

Until the sound of breaking through the air came out, the Quaffle flew towards her at high speed with full momentum. Constant practice made her control the broom close to instinct.

Faith clenched her gloved right hand into a fist, and punched hard at the Quaffle flying straight towards the ring.

"Boom!" came a muffled sound from the violent contact of the Quaffle and the glove.

What followed was that the arm muscles felt sore and numb for a moment. Due to the reaction force, Faise's figure in the air shook for a while, and the Quaffle was hit by the iron ring and bounced out.

"Good job!" Zacharias shouted loudly from the side. He was glared at by the girl, but he just shrugged indifferently, "Look, you are no better than me."

"No... Daisy's ball is much more threatening than yours." Faith flew out from the scoring area, and she threw the intercepted Quaffle to the girl, "These armors are too heavy. It's sinking, I obviously feel that my speed is a lot slower... Maybe I should ask the captain if I can try it with only gloves and a helmet."

"Did you hear that?" Daisy proudly controlled the broom and flipped in the air, "Hurry up and practice, Smith, if you continue to be so slack, I'll tell the captain to kick you out of the Quidditch team." .”

"Damn it, you two..."

The boy grumbled and complained, "I just didn't get serious. If I was serious, it wouldn't be a problem to bring Orest and the ball into the basket."

"Did you hear that, Faith?"

Daisy smiled and raised her chin to Faith, only getting a helpless nod from the other party. She threw the Quaffle to Zacharias, "Come on, let's start your performance."

The boy with the ball in his arms leaned forward. He swayed at a very fast speed, dodged Daisy who came to intercept him, and rushed straight into the scoring area.

Zacharias knew that his movement would definitely be predicted by Faise, so he was going to use his strength to win this time.

Faith took a deep breath, she didn't intend to be dribbled into the hoop, that would be too embarrassing.

The eyes under the goggles stared at the other party almost without blinking. The closer the other party's figure was, the more she could feel her beating heart.

"Hey, you're going to foul!"

Seeing that Zacharias rushed to the ring without stopping, Daisy, who was outside the scoring zone, frowned and shouted, "You can't hold the ball into the ring!"

"Of course I know that," the boy transferred the ball in his arms to his hand, and the grasping spell can prevent him from letting the Quaffle fall out of his hand during high-speed flight. "If you want to catch it, then catch it." what!"

With his arms splayed back, he nearly dislocated the throw.

Faith looked at the red ball flying towards her side. She lifted the front end of the broom and accelerated it suddenly. She wanted to reduce the impact of the ball on herself by flicking her tail.

But the acceleration of the training broom was too slow, and before the Quaffle reached the hoop, Faise was just fast enough to slam into it, and the ball, which was about as long as her forearm, smacked hard on her arm.

"bump!"

Faith and the Quaffle bounced back at the same time, her body slammed into the hoop, and the Quaffle fell slowly through the air without anyone to catch it.

"Are you alright, Faith..." Daisy rushed to the other party on a broomstick, and asked worriedly, "Do you need to visit Madam Pomfrey?"

"It's all right." Faith turned her arm painfully. "It seems that it's better not to take off this armor. Without it, I'm afraid that I will really be shot into the basket with the Quaffle."

"Do you need a break?"

"No..." Faith saw the figure appearing at the entrance of the training ground with sharp eyes, she swallowed back the refusal that came to her lips, and nodded, "Well, please practice first, I'll be back in a while. "

After that, she controlled the broom to rise into the sky, and quickly flew towards the familiar figure.

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Unexpectedly, there are so many people agreeing to build a group, and it has been built overnight~

The reader group number of this book: 932176829

There is another one tonight!

Chapter 94

From a distance, he could see the little man with curly brown hair waving at him, Faith showed a smile on her face covered by the armor.

She put both hands on the broom, leaning forward slightly, urging the broom under her to accelerate, the wind howled and blew her long hair, a few strands of naughty blonde hair jumped in front of her eyes, but was blown away quickly the back of the head.

After a sudden stop, Faise took off her helmet and goggles in front of Hermione, rubbed her numbed cheeks, "Why are you here so early today?"

Hermione smiled and pointed to her shoulder, where a little owl with its feathers was parked, "Yesterday, I was forced to ask about the content of the birthday present for so long, but I didn't expect it to stop on the windowsill this morning. Didn't I come to give you some feedback."

After finishing his feathers, Mercury turned his head and suddenly found Faise's figure. After several days of long-distance travel, he did not forget his former owner who had taken care of him for more than a month.

It rushed towards the opponent enthusiastically, its wings flapping constantly in the air, trying to find a satisfactory landing spot on the heavily armed Feise.

"It seems that you get along well, so I can rest assured. Unfortunately, this is the first time it went out, and it came back a day late, otherwise I could have given you a surprise yesterday."

Faith just lightly scratched the orange and white feathers on the little guy's chest with her fingers, then stretched her fingers to Hermione's shoulder, watching Mercury jump up again.

"It's so small. I saw it flying in tremblingly carrying the packages of my parents this morning, and I was afraid that if it loosened its feet, some students would be unlucky."

From the other party's description, Faise could immediately imagine the scene at that time, she said with a smile.

"When I first bought Mercury back, it was only the size of a palm, and the characteristic of this owl breed is that it doesn't grow very big, otherwise I'm afraid Mrs. Granger will think it takes up space. It seems that she Do you agree to keep it?"

"Well, Mom hopes that Mercury can serve as a common messenger for our two families. You must have only bought an owl for me, and not for yourself, right?"

Hermione tried to tease the other's head with her finger too, but as soon as she reached it, Mercury spread his wings and flew up. He circled in the air and finally landed on her head.

"Will it scratch you if it stays like this?"

Faith thought the scene in front of her was very funny. The little guy aggressively spread its wings above Hermione's head, allowing every feather of it to be bathed in the sun, but it cast a shadow on the face of its little master.

"No, but..." Hermione accurately grabbed the little guy who was making trouble on her head, and placed it on her shoulder again, "It will make me look a little silly, so it's better not to. "

"By the way, Faith, where is my greeting card?"

Hermione tilted her head, and stretched out her hand, "When Mercury flew into the dormitory this morning, I checked several times and only saw the package and letter from my parents, the messenger you sent me, why? Not even a greeting card."

Faith smiled wryly and waved her hands, "Didn't I give you a blessing yesterday... your birthday has already passed, Miss Granger, you will be two years older in this way."