Everyday Players at Hogwarts

Time, 9:10, now 10 minutes before the Herbology class starts, the state of the white fresh grass in the morning is very strange, different from other plants, it will gather the water absorbed yesterday into clouds above its head, and rain on itself.

But all this can't make Ryan excited at all. Ryan actually consciously didn't study some unimportant courses on purpose. It's not that Ryan looks down on them, but to avoid being bored when he enters Hogwarts in the future.

Logically speaking, Ryan, who is unfamiliar with the state of white fresh grass, should have found it interesting.

But Ryan still looked bored, all because of Draco Malfoy. He was intact in class, and he didn't even get cursed. After class, he didn't provoke Harry again, and looked like a good boy.

Just like that, the boring morning passed.

After lunch, in the common room of Ravenclaw, Ryan noticed that Harry suddenly wanted to go out, but it was still early for class.

"Ron, I'm going to find Dudley. I don't know what impact the report will have on him." Harry said helplessly.

"Harry, are you crazy? Are you worried about that bad guy?" Ron looked surprised, but followed Harry in a cooperative manner.

"He is my cousin after all. Even I have been gossiped about by other students, not to mention Dudley, who has a bad reputation. He is afraid of wizards."

"But I can also take a look at his miserable state and vent my anger." Harry explained.

"How do I get into the Hufflepuff common room? Where is it?" Ron asked in confusion.

"I've done my homework. It's said that the common room there is the most comfortable of all the colleges."

"Its entrance is in the corner on the right side of the kitchen corridor, where there are a pile of large wooden barrels placed on a dark stone trough. If you want to enter the common room, you don't need to say a password. Instead, people must knock on the bottom of the second barrel in the middle of the second row according to the rhythm of Helga Hufflepuff, and the lid of the barrel will rotate open, revealing a passage leading to the basement where people can crawl in. However, if the person who wants to enter does not knock according to the correct rhythm, knocks on the wrong barrel, or knocks the wrong number of times, then the lid of another barrel will burst, and the intruder will be covered with vinegar." Harry said. For what he is interested in, it is not difficult to memorize it.

"It can also be like this. I thought that our Ravenclaw's way of entering is the most bizarre. Gryffindor and Slytherin all rely on slogans."

"I didn't expect that the most inconspicuous Hufflepuff has such an interesting way to enter the common room." Ron was surprised, while walking down the stairs carefully.

"More than that, there is a portrait of Helga Hufflepuff, the founder of the school, on the fireplace in their common room. Unfortunately, it is not a magic painting and cannot speak."

"Ron, do you know why Hufflepuffs are almost all good at herbs?" Harry asked Ron to relieve his boredom. Since Harry entered Ravenclaw, he often played this kind of question-and-answer game with Ron.

In this way, while learning and reviewing knowledge, they also enhance their relationship.

"They like to eat? Let me think, their head of house, Professor Pomona Sprout, teaches herbology." Ron said.

"Wrong, according to what you said, Slytherin is good at potions? Gryffindor is good at transfiguration? Then you, spells are not necessarily good either."

"Ron, that's because you can see swaying grass and dandelions from the window of their common room, and there are also some interesting plants (some of which can sing and dance) as decorations on their windowsills or ceilings." Harry shook his head and explained.

"Okay, Harry."

"But it's cool that the Hufflepuff Common Room has a portrait of Helga Hufflepuff. We Ravenclaw don't have one, like Gryffindor and Slytherin." Ron sighed.

"Ron, you really don't know or you're just pretending not to know."

"The white marble statue of Rowena Ravenclaw stands in the niche opposite the door of the Ravenclaw Common Room." Harry said, holding his forehead, and almost missed the stairs.

"Oh, what about Gryffindor and Slytherin? Did they leave any portraits, statues, etc.?" Ron continued to ask without shame.

"They? As far as I know, no, it's probably not popular for male wizards at that time to do so." Harry guessed.

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Then, at the corner of the first floor, Harry heard a conversation that he would never forget in his life.

That was Draco Malfoy and Dudley!

"You are Dudley!"

"You are a mudblood! You dare to insult Potter! He can only be defeated by me, the noble Malfoy!" Malfoy stood on the steps, barely looking down at Dudley.

Crabbe and Goyle on the side had already rolled up their sleeves to prevent Dudley from getting angry, after all, his physique was still quite intimidating.

"Your Dean is my mother's friend, be careful-" Dudley said, his big broad face had almost lost its color.

"I-don't-believe it."

"Our Dean will not cause trouble to me because of you, a mudblood."

"By the way, stay away from Potter at ordinary times." Malfoy said slowly in a drawn-out tone.

"I know, Harry is not your friend, Ron is, I remember you, you said bad things about Harry in that moving newspaper." Dudley said, hiding aside Harry looked surprised, Dudley's fat head can actually think?

"What does it have to do with you? Dursley."

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"Ron Weasley is a despicable guy. He first said bad things about me around Potter, and then went to Ravenclaw through Dumbledore's back door. Ha! Can he go to Ravenclaw with his brain? He is obviously a standard Gryffindor."

"I was the first to know Potter! I should be his friend!"

"Crabbe, Goyle, go!" Malfoy grinned, anger made him lose his mind, and said the most shameful words in his life.

However, Malfoy was dumbfounded.

If it was magic, Dudley might be timid, but facing the most primitive physical fight, especially in his eyes, the two little guys directly invited him with their bodies, Dudley was not afraid.

Dudley Dursley stood up!

The future champion of the Southeastern Youth Heavyweight Inter-school Boxing Tournament attacked boldly, and Crabbe and Goyle, who were just full of confidence, were quickly knocked to the ground.

"You two useless things!"

"Dudley Dursley, I will definitely come back, Crabbe, Goyle, I'll go first!" Malfoy rushed to the Slytherin common room, which was also underground.

Then, Harry and Draco met head-on. Draco blushed in shame for a moment, and subconsciously pretended not to see Harry and ran past Ron.

"So, Malfoy really wanted to be friends with me at first?"

"He said that, who gave him the confidence to make him think he was friendly." Harry said in amazement.

"That's it." Ron also echoed speechlessly.