A broken Hogwarts

Chapter 130 Harry and Weasley
In the evening, the sky began to drizzle, and the lawn on the site was green in the rain.

Harry returned to the castle with his broomstick in his hands excitedly. He didn't even care that his body was drenched by the icy rain. There seemed to be a cheerful flame burning in his heart, dispelling the chill in his body.

He just got his wish and became the Seeker of the Slytherin Quidditch team. Captain Flint was amazed by his superb flying skills and keen observation of the Golden Snitch, claiming that Harry was the one he saw. Most gifted Seeker ever.

Draco's performance is a bit inferior to Harry's, but compared to other competitors, he is still very outstanding. He has been exposed to flying broomsticks since he was a child, and his flying skills are not bad at all. In the end, he took the second place and became a chaser .

In this regard, the captain of the Slytherin team was still relieved, because Draco's father had invested in a new batch of Nimbus 2001 brooms for the team, and he should not have eliminated Draco anyway.Draco can show excellent ability, relying on his own strength to enter the academy team, this is the best result.

"I said Harry would win, and I'm willing to bet." Blaise stretched out his palm triumphantly.

Pan Xi snorted coldly with a haughty look, and slapped a few gold coins on his palm, making a "snap".Then she leaned closer to Draco and greeted him with a tender face.

"This kind of thing... are you still gambling?" Harry looked at Blaise hopping and shaking his red palm with a speechless expression, and really felt that this guy deserved it.

"Actually, it's not just about this." Blaise raised his eyebrows meaningfully at him, "Actually, without you knowing, you've already helped me earn dozens of Galleons, Harry. "

Harry's face darkened, so this guy used himself to set up a gamble when he had nothing to do?He couldn't help lifting his broomstick, wanting to use the broom handle to whip people.

"Harry, this is one time you win. But you have to be careful, if you keep losing the chain, I will take the Seeker position from you." Draco has gone from the loss Come out, raised his chin and said slowly.He is usually dissatisfied, but today his performance is indeed not as good as Harry's.For the sake of the opponent being Harry, he generously ignored it.

"Then you have to be able to keep up." Harry grinned, and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.He was always worried that Draco would be unhappy.

"Hmph, do I still need your reminder?" Draco muttered, "I don't understand why Flint doesn't let me be the batsman. Don't you think I'm more suitable for blowing the opponent's head?" As he spoke, he held up his broomstick and made a gesture of swinging a bat.

"Maybe he thinks you're not strong enough." Harry broke into a sweat, and then explained seriously: "And the most important purpose of a batter is to protect his own player, not to blow the opponent's head... "

"Tch, the best defense is offense. Knock out all the opponents and we win..." Draco raised his chin high.

While they were talking, a figure came slowly from the other end of the corridor, it was Ron Weasley.He swept across the faces of a group of people with a strange expression, and finally stared at Harry's face with a trace of curiosity and inquiry.

Harry was a little uncomfortable being stared at, he coughed lightly, and was about to speak when Draco preempted him.

"Yo, who did I think it was, it turned out to be a Weasley." Draco said arrogantly, "Are you standing in the middle of the road, do you want to touch porcelain? I guess you finally can't afford to eat, start Doing a side job... Ouch! Harry, what are you doing?" Harry had been tugging on his robe, and when Draco's sarcasm was getting worse, he poked his finger in Draco's waist, poking him Gotta jump up.

"I think begging should be more suitable for him, how pitiful." Pan Xi smiled while covering her mouth.Standing with Draco, she looked like a hermaphrodite at the moment.

Ron Weasley was not angry, and continued to stare at Harry as if he didn't hear it, as if he was going to stare at a flower in his face.

Draco, who was completely ignored for the first time, became annoyed, and just as he was about to continue speaking, he was dragged aside by Harry.

"You guys go back first, he might have something to do with me..." Saying that, Harry pushed Draco, who was unconvinced, to Blaise.

When he was dragged away by Blaise, Draco still didn't forget to turn his head and say: "Don't be fooled by him! If he blackmails you, just tell me, my dad will definitely be able to..."

After the three of them walked away, Harry grinned in embarrassment, looked at Ron whose expression had changed into a half-smile, and asked in a low voice, "Uh, are you looking for something from me?"

"Harry Potter..." Ron called out his name softly, and after a moment of silence, he tilted his head slightly, "Have you seen my mouse?"

"Your mouse?" Harry froze for a moment, then asked hastily, "What happened to it?"

"It's been gone since the summer vacation." Ron walked slowly two steps with his hands behind his back, and got closer to Harry, "I remember, you asked me about my mouse... Scabbers. So I thought, you May know its whereabouts."

Harry waved his hands and said, "I don't know, I can never know where a mouse wants to go..." Although he was thinking about that mouse, he hadn't started yet!Could it be Owen?
Harry pictured Owen's playful smile in his mind, and thought he could do something like that.Well, ask him when you go back.

He looked at Ron Weasley in front of him again in some confusion, and always felt that the other party had changed a lot. In the past, he always looked at himself with a complicated vigilance, instead of a greedy one like now. explore.More importantly, the words and deeds of the person in front of him were elegant and calm, and there was also a strange sense of oppression, which reminded him of Owen...

Could it be that Owen became like this to tease himself?Harry's expression became suspicious, and he began to silently look at the guy in front of him.

"What are you thinking, Harry Potter?" Ron said softly.

"It's nothing, I really don't know where your mouse is. Also, you can just call me Harry." Harry always felt that the other party's eyes seemed to see through him completely.He looked away and stopped looking at the other person, feeling a little hairy on his back, and the guy in front of him made him feel a little weird.

Ron said noncommittally: "Well, maybe it's just old enough to leave me in a corner where I died alone. It's been more than ten years, not short..."

Harry nodded absently, feeling a little empty.Owen said the rat was related to his family, but it was missing...

"I heard you set up a... study group at Hogwarts?" Ron said slowly, seeming very interested.

"To be precise, it was organized by Owen. We are all members of the study group." Harry emphasized, and then suddenly asked, "Do you want to join?"

"Need any tests?" Ron looked at him.

"Of course not, but I can't promise you hastily. It needs the consent of everyone in the study group." Harry shook his head.

"With everyone's...consent?" Ron repeated, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised in amusement, "So this is not the team you chose for yourself, but just a child's play?"

"They're all my friends," Harry said, looking at him.

"Friend..." Ron put on that strange expression again, nodded slightly and muttered.

"Okay, if there's nothing else, I'll go back first." Harry took a step back, and he felt that he was beginning to reject this weird guy.

He passed by Ron, walked quickly towards the end of the corridor, and felt that the eyes were fixed on him, and the feeling didn't disappear until he turned the corner.

Harry breathed a sigh of relief and quickened his pace.He wanted to go back and see, if it was really Owen who turned into Ron to play with him, he would... he would rub Owen's hair into a chicken coop!
He walked along the wide corridor to the end, when suddenly he heard a low sob.He looked in the direction of the source of the sound, and saw a petite figure with red hair squatting on the steps, with his cheeks buried in his arms, and his thin shoulders trembling slightly.

Looking at the girl's long fiery red hair, Harry, who felt a little familiar, walked slowly behind her and asked in a low voice, "Are you okay?"

The crying figure suddenly froze, she raised her hand to wipe her face, and said in a nasal voice, "I'm fine..." She turned her head, and suddenly screamed when she saw Harry's face , her cheeks instantly turned red, the same color as her eyes that were red and swollen from crying.

"Harry Potter!" She stood up abruptly and jumped back, her body lost her balance on the steps, and she was about to fall.

Harry quickly reached out and grabbed her arm, finally holding the girl steady.He looked at the other person's flushed face, and said, "You're Ginny Weasley, aren't you?"

Ginny nodded like a chick pecking at rice, hurriedly wiped away a little tear that overflowed from the corner of her eyes, buried her head deeply in bewilderment, and wrung her hands nervously in front of her.

"Have you encountered any difficulties? I met your brother Ron just now, do you want me to call him for you?" Harry scratched his head and said.He had no experience in comforting people, and he was not familiar with the girl in front of him.

"No, I had an argument with him just now." Ginny's voice became choked up again, and she raised her hand to wipe her eyes again.

"Did you... have any conflicts?" Harry asked cautiously.

"Because I was sorted into Slytherin. Our whole family is Gryffindor, I don't know why I'm an exception..." Ginny sobbed, "Ron doesn't understand, he's always like this, it's hard for him You came here to scold me..."

Listening to Ginny's words, Harry felt a little empathy.Last semester, he always felt that he was not suitable and should not be assigned to Slytherin house, and he even had to face overwhelming discussions and suspicions from the outside world. Everyone was discussing whether he was a born evil dark wizard...

Fortunately, he has a group of friends who are willing to accompany and help him despite conflicts of one kind or another. He has the support and understanding of Hagrid and Dumbledore. The dean with high hopes...Harry admitted that he already had a sense of identity and belonging to Slytherin.Even though there are still some prejudices here, he believes that everything will always develop in a good direction.

"I think the sorting hat must have put you here because you have some qualities that you haven't noticed yourself. That's not a bad thing, Ginny." Harry remembered the first time he met Owen What he said at the time, "There is no need to be prejudiced. There have been many great men in every college. It is not others who determine our destiny, but our own choices."

"You will make sincere friends, and there will always be someone who understands and supports you." He racked his brains thinking, and it was the first time he knew that he could be so talkative, "I think, your brother is definitely not here to scold you, He probably just doesn't know how to care about you..."

Ginny looked up at him furtively, her blue eyes clouded with mist.She cried and laughed and said: "I know, I have figured it out a long time ago, I don't need to care which college I go to, even if I am isolated by my classmates, it doesn't matter. My parents didn't blame me, they were just a little worried, and wrote to comfort me... ..."

"You're isolated?" Harry frowned.

"Because our family is a pure-blood traitor in their eyes, those guys from the pure-blood family took the lead..." Ginny lowered her head again, kneading the hem of her robe unconsciously with her fingers, "But I didn't think about it either. If I try to make friends with them, they are not worthy of my sincerity."

"That's right!" Harry nodded heavily, opened his mouth, and scratched his head in distress.

Finally, he said dryly, "There's always someone better you can trust. You see, we're friends now, aren't we?" He raised his hand and patted Ginny's shoulder, feeling her tenderness. His body stiffened suddenly, and his fair forehead turned red.

Ginny froze for a moment, then bounced up as if she had been electrocuted, her body instinctively stepped back, and almost fell down the stairs again.

"Yes... yes!" She grabbed the banister of the stairs, watched Harry grab the palm of her wrist again, blushed and said loudly, her expression became excited and surprised.

If you can make friends with the idol you admire, let everyone else go!

Harry was overwhelmed by Ginny's suddenly amplified voice, he let out a breath, leaned the broomstick in his hand against the armrest, and sat next to where Ginny had been sitting just now.Ginny also sat down beside him nervously, and the two chatted.

Soon, Ginny became much more relaxed and less sad, with a sincere and bright smile on her face.After discovering that Harry was interested in her family, she chattered away in a crisp voice.

"I have six older brothers. Bill and Charlie have already graduated. Charlie used to be the captain of the Quidditch team, and he is now studying dragons in Romania." Ginny glanced at Harry's broomstick, "Percy is a well-behaved Man, a little boring, but he is very good to me, although he has always been eccentric recently, I suspect it is because he is pursuing his girlfriend and things are about to get dirty..."

"Fred and George are very interesting, they always have all kinds of whimsical ideas, and they are the most accepting of me coming to this academy. But they are always busy with something recently, and even pranks are rare It's been so many days since school started, and I haven't heard of which toilet they blow up, which is really strange."

"Ron's temper is extremely awkward. He's even more immature than me... Forget it, let's not talk about him." Ginny snorted angrily.

The two chatted about Lockhart again, laughing now and then, and Harry was glad that Ginny wasn't a Lockhart fan.

At this time, they heard a rush of footsteps.The two turned their heads and found that Ron was walking over in a hurry, with a panicked expression on his face.

After seeing the two people sitting side by side, Ron's cheeks twitched in surprise and strangely, he staggered and almost fell to the ground.

"So, what are you up to?" Ginny said coldly, "Is there something chasing after your ass?"

Ron's ears turned red, and he said irritably, "You don't need to know, Slytherin!" After he finished speaking, he walked up the stairs at a high speed, stomping under his feet.

"Exactly, I don't want to know at all." Ginny took a deep breath, her eyes were red again, and this time she was even more angry.

On the other hand, Harry stared at Ron's receding back thoughtfully, thinking that he was completely different now than when he talked just now, but the old robe he was wearing was exactly the same as before...

"What's going on?" Harry wondered. "Or was he just puffing up when he spoke to me?"

After regaining consciousness and speaking a few words with Ginny, they went to the auditorium to get some food for dinner, and then walked towards the Slytherin common room together.After entering the stone door of the living room, Ginny saw Draco who was waving at Harry, pouted slightly, thanked Harry again, and then turned and walked to her bedroom.

Harry casually responded to Draco's questions, and glanced at the empty space in front of the fireplace, but he didn't find Owen.

"Where's Owen?" he asked.

"Going out to practice the spell," Daphne said.

Harry nodded, took Owen's armchair, and ate his dinner in silence.

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"So, you suspect that I am pretending to be Ron Weasley to tease you?" Owen said after returning to the lounge, looking at Harry who occupied his beloved throne, raising his eyebrows. "You have such a rich imagination, why don't you write novels?"

He was sitting on the chair next to him, pressing Melet's front paw with his right hand.The little cat and lizi just raised his eyelids slightly, letting Owen's palm press his paw.What cat's paw has to be on?She sadly found that she couldn't play with Owen, and she was already doing badly.

"Am I so bored?" Owen said with a smile, analyzing what Harry said in his heart.

Harry didn't speak, but there was a certainty in his eyes.

"Okay." Owen smiled playfully, "The missing mouse...do you really have no clue?"

Harry was silent for a moment, shaking his head hesitantly.

In fact, he had secretly watched the mouse while he was thinking about it.He knew that the mouse was missing a toe on one of its front paws.

At the opening ceremony, he discovered that the newcomer, Professor Peter Pettigrew, also lacked an index finger on his right hand, and that person's every move looked like a... big mouse.Ron said that his mouse had lived in the Weasleys' house for more than ten years, which was about the time when Pettigrew Peter disappeared, and the time when the other party returned to the wizarding world was almost the same as the time when Ron's mouse disappeared...

But how could a human being be a mouse?
"Do you know something?" Harry cast a staring gaze at Owen.

"Ha, I don't know anything," Owen said lazily.

(End of this chapter)