Aphasia at Hogwarts

Ron and Hermione were having breakfast in the dining room.

Ron slathered a grilled sausage with ketchup before stuffing it into his mouth, while Hermione, opposite, was eating toast with a piece of custard flan.

At the same time, she was still flipping through "A Year with the Snowman in Tibet" in her hand. She had already finished reading this book, but now she read it again because she recalled some strange places.

"It's really strange." She said softly, "Professor Lockhart clearly stated in the book that he had promised not to tell about Zuma, but it just made the Tibetan Yeti a false legend."

She was a little puzzled, although Lockhart also explained at the back of the book that he wanted to use this story to record his friendship with Zuma, and at the same time, he wanted to call for more protection for the Tibetan snowman.

But if this is the case, wouldn't it be better not to write this book?

"I've already said that Lockhart is a liar. Maybe he made up all the stories in this book. There's no such thing as a Tibetan snowman." Ron said nonchalantly.

He reached out to grab a potato chip from a nearby plate, but got nothing.

Scratching his head, Ron didn't pay attention, and reached out to bring the other side of the steak and kidney pie to his face and started to eat.

"That's strange, but it doesn't prove that Professor Lockhart is a liar," Hermione said, and closed the book.

"Okay, okay, anyway, I think he's a liar." Ron swallowed the pie, and then asked Hermione, "I'll go and see how Harry's training is going? He was called by Wood early in the morning to go to the stadium for training." gone."

Hermione actually wanted to talk to Guan Qiong about Lockhart, but she didn't see him when she got up early in the morning, and Ron didn't know where he was, so he nodded.

The two walked out of Hogwarts Castle and walked across the lawn to the field, but they didn't see the figure flying in the air.

The entire stadium was surprisingly quiet, and the sunlight swayed down, bringing pale golden greenery.

"Aren't they still in the dressing room? Does it take that long to change?" Ron said incredulously.

Fortunately, they didn't have to wait too long. When the sun cleared away all the white mist on the lawn, Harry and other Gryffindor players also came out of the locker room and walked into the field.

"You won't, haven't you started yet?" Ron asked in disbelief.

"I talked about some new tactics, but I haven't started practicing yet." Harry said helplessly, he didn't remember any of those things.

He rode on the broom, kicked the ground with his feet, and then flew into the air, leaving only Ron standing there with an envious expression, looking at Harry who was so fast in the air.

He also wanted to have such a fast broomstick, but unfortunately the Weasley family's financial conditions had been poor, and even books and robes were worn one after the other, let alone buying expensive broomsticks.

Of course, what made him even more envious was that Harry was able to enter the Gryffindor Quidditch team, and was the most important Seeker.

Hermione on the side turned her head left and right suspiciously. She seemed to smell a smell of fried potato chips, but she didn't know where it came from.

At the same time, on the seat on the highest side, Colin was holding up his camera, constantly taking pictures of Harry. The sound of the shutter was very clear in the empty stadium.

Before Wood, who was training in the air, came down to trouble him, another group of people walked into the field with broomsticks in their hands.

"People from Slytherin? What are they here for?" Ron asked strangely, but obviously Hermione couldn't give him an answer.

Wood was also puzzled. He rode his broom straight to the ground, and came to Slytherin captain Flint with anger.

"What are you doing here? This is our training time, we came early, and this place has already been booked by us."

"Oh, don't be like this, Wood, this place is so big, so what if you give us half of it." He pretended to be flattering, but obviously, it was more like a provocation.

Harry, Fred, and George also came to Wood's side, glaring at the Slytherins opposite.

"It's impossible. I booked the stadium. Today, only the Gryffindor team is allowed to practice here. Get out immediately." Wood said sharply.

"But I have a note signed by Professor Snape, which says that we are allowed to train here today, so as to train the new Seeker we just found." Flint said with a malicious smile, his eyes narrowed slightly Wood on the opposite side was waiting for his reply.

"The new Seeker? Who?" Sure enough, Wood asked as he expected.

A smaller boy with a smug smile on his pale face stepped out from behind the tall Slytherins.

"Let me introduce you, Draco Malfoy, our new Seeker. Of course, I think you should take a look at this." Flint clapped his hands proudly, and the seven of them lit up their broomsticks together stand up.

Seven brand-new, smooth and shiny broomsticks appeared in front of everyone in Gryffindor, and the seven lines of the same beautiful gold lettering 'Nimulus 2001' gleamed dazzlingly in the sun.

"Draco's father, Mr. Lucius, gave us a gift from the Slytherin team. The latest model just came out last month." The smile on Flint's face was so malicious that he looked at Gryffindor The team had Sweeping Five Stars and Nimbus 2000, and spoke proudly.

"So what." Wood's face turned white for a moment when he saw the seven light wheels 2001, but he quickly cheered himself up, "Do you think you can win the game with this kind of thing? Quidditch The ratio of victory and defeat is never the equipment, but the people."

"I hope you guys are as hard-mouthed as you are on the field," Flint said.

At this time, Ron and Hermione also walked into the field from the podium.

"What's the matter, why don't you continue training, what is he doing here?" Ron asked Harry suspiciously, pointing to Malfoy who was in the Slytherin team and was still wearing the Slytherin team.

"Oh, Weasley, you're here too. I'm honored to tell you that I'm already the new Seeker of the Slytherin team. As for just now, I was just admiring our team's new broom." Malfoy said happily Said proudly.

Ron stared dumbfounded at the Slytherin seven broomsticks.

"It's pretty good, right? My father sponsored it. Oh, by the way, why don't you ask your father to sponsor the Gryffindor team? He should have made a lot of money by raiding so many families. said Malfoy sarcastically.

"My father wouldn't do that, he's Weasley, not Malfoy," Ron retorted.

"Who knows, if it weren't for you, who would have known that Mr. Veles, who was originally from the Misuse of Muggle Artifacts Office, actually modified a Muggle car in private. It can be seen that he does not behave like he usually does. As law-abiding as you are," Malfoy said sarcastically.

Ron's face turned red with anger, and it had to be said that Malfoy really caught him where it hurt, which made him a little out of breath.

"Malfoy, I want to duel with you!" Ron angrily took out his wand and pointed at Malfoy.

The members of the opposite Slytherin team immediately blocked Malfoy, and the members of Gryffindor also blocked Ron to prevent him from being so impulsive.

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