Harry Potter and the Attack of the Squibs

"How could Gryffindor use such despicable means..."

Johanna raised her hand to stop Malfoy: "Slytherin's Seeker will also have a Firebolt soon."

Malfoy was stunned for a moment. He thought about it carefully and then suddenly understood what Johanna meant.

"You want your uncle to buy you a Firebolt too?"

Johanna nodded: "What else?"

Malfoy was stunned for a moment: "Then I'll ask dad to buy me one too."

Lu Ke smiled helplessly.

Malfoy now seems to have his own ideas, but he is still far from the Slytherin style Lu Ke hoped for.

"But my father probably won't agree..." Malfoy said to himself, "Just go find your mother."

Lu Ke and Johanna looked at each other, and then Johanna shook her head: "Is this the Slytherin you want?"

Lu Ke was speechless.

…

After the new semester started, everything slowly returned to normal.

The madness flashing in Lu Ke's eyes obviously disappeared, and Harry himself missed his parents less because of the Firebolt.

Dumbledore returned to Hogwarts. Because of his persistence, the dementors stayed away from the castle and the safety of the students was guaranteed.

Everything was fine except that Sirius Black hadn't been caught yet.

But when Harry and Lupine learned the Patronus Charm over the weekend, Harry discovered that he was not as good as he originally thought.

The boggart transformed into a dementor in front of Harry.

Then Harry was lost in the memory of that day.

He missed his parents more than he thought, hated Sirius more, and feared Voldemort more.

After a failed attempt, Lupine sat down next to Harry and handed him a chocolate bar.

"After all, Dementors are much more dangerous than Dumbledore, so you don't have to worry."

Harry shook his head.

He swallowed the chocolate in silence: "My father... is he Gryffindor?"

Lupine smiled and nodded: "Has anyone ever told you that you are a lot like your father?"

Harry shook his head: "Someone said that my eyes resemble my mother's."

Lupine was silent for a moment.

"Your mother... is probably the most talented witch I have ever seen at that age, but that is not the most beautiful thing about her. She is a witch who can always tolerate the shortcomings of others and see the advantages in a person... She helps Pass me, many times.”

Harry looked confused: "I never knew..."

Lupine shook his head: "You should think so, Harry, they did not leave, but you stayed in this world. You are their most precious legacy."

"Now it seems that you did a good job."

Harry shook his head: "Dementors, Sirius Black, Voldemort, I'm still far away."

Lupine stood up: "Don't say that, you will be stronger than them all soon, very soon."

…

After leaving the History of Magic classroom, Harry returned to the hall.

The Gryffindors were waiting for him.

For the final Academy Cup championship, Wood almost went crazy. He asked the team to spend all their free time training, but Harry still insisted on learning the Patronus Charm.

The rest of the team supported Harry as this was their only chance to rest, and Gryffindor's tactics now revolved around Harry, and his Firebolt was a huge advantage.

As soon as they entered the hall, the team members followed Wood and pulled Harry towards the outside.

Although the cold wind blows, the desire for victory is burning.

Harry and Ron walked together, looking aside casually.

Hermione was with them, and behind Hermione was Malfoy.

"Malfoy?"

Malfoy looked at Harry with an unhappy face: "Call me Draco!"

Harry shook his head: "Why are you, a Slytherin, following us?"

Malfoy looked panicked: "I just want to see the Firebolt..."

Ron sighed: "Are you sure anyone believes this?"

Hermione shook her head: "His father has hated him since he last let the house elf go, otherwise he would have bought himself a Firebolt, so let him see it, Harry."

Harry nodded helplessly.

Ron glanced at Hermione: "But I don't think what he's looking at is the Firebolt..."

Hermione looked confused: "What?"

Then she turned to look at Malfoy: "Really, Draco?"

Malfoy quickly shook his head: "Of course not, I just came to see the Firebolt!"

Harry couldn't help laughing, and he moved closer to Ron: "It's useless even if Slytherin's Seeker has a Firebolt now, just let Draco waste his time."

Ron gave Harry a strange look: "No, Draco didn't come here to see the Firebolt, as I said just now."

Harry was stunned for a moment: "Then what did he come to see?"

Ron spread his hands: "Only Kathleen knows."

Harry was completely confused: "Who is Katharine?"

Ron smiled: "My friend in France."

Harry felt that he couldn't understand Ron at all, so he gave up and started training.

There is already a team training on the field, and that is Ravenclaw, who will play Gryffindor in the next game. Their seeker is a witch named Qiu Zhang, who does not seem to be a threat.

Then the Gryffindors began training.

Ron was busy helping to record all the data. He was very talented in this area. After all, regular players couldn't do this, and few others who were willing to do it had Ron's understanding of Quidditch.

As for Hermione, she was sitting in the stands cheering, with Malfoy next to her.

Few realized that Dementors were flying in the sky above them.

But Lu Ke and Johanna were both in the shadow of the stands.

"Malfoy is becoming more and more disappointing to me..."

Lu Ke looked up at the dementors in the sky and sighed casually.

Johanna shook her head: "Why, do you regret saying he was a Slytherin?"

Lu Ke sighed: "It's okay if he falls in love with a Gryffindor. It's really shameful that he spends so much thought and time on it."

Johanna laughed: "If you don't mean it, you won't spend time and effort on it. There's nothing shameful about being sincere."

Lu Ke glanced at Johanna: "But Granger has no feelings for him, right, otherwise you wouldn't be so indifferent now."

Johanna nodded: "I have long trained Hermione into a witch who can only make the right choices, and she has never used my ability once."

“She is proof that I can rise above my destiny.”

Lu Ke nodded: "The dementors are coming."

Johanna looked up and sneered.

Above the stands, the Dementors, who had just been confirmed by the Ministry of Magic to never approach Hogwarts, were rushing down the field.

They are hungry.

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