HP Magic Biography

The next days at Hogwarts were terrible for Harry.

He had experienced similar situations before. It was in the second grade, and most people in the school during those months suspected that he attacked his classmates.

But Ron was by his side to support him. But now, he thought, if Ron, a friend, was around to support him, he would be able to deal with all the other students in the school.

But if Ron didn't want to talk to him, he wouldn't try to persuade him to talk to him. Nevertheless, he felt very lonely, bearing the disgusting glances cast from all directions.

Although he hates the attitude of the Hefpaff class students, he can understand them, after all, they have their own players to support. He didn't expect them to give him anything other than malicious insults from the Slytherin group.

Among them, he is very unpopular.

Because he often helped Gryffindor beat them in Quidditch games and the Interlibrary Champions Cup.

He had expected Ravenclaw to support him like Cedric, but he was wrong.

Most Ravenclaw students thought that he would cheat the burning goblet by tricks in order to make his reputation better, and let it accept his name.

In fact, Cedric values ​​the identity of the player more than him. He has an extraordinary appearance: a tall nose, black hair, and gray eyes.

It is hard to say whether he or Victor Krum was more admired at that time.

At lunch, Harry saw the group of sixth-grade girls who had been enthusiastically looking for Krum for autographs, begging Cedric to sign their schoolbags.

Sirius has not replied yet. Professor Trauni often said that his death date was approaching. And the summoning class given by Professor Williver, he felt more difficult.

His grades were too poor and he did some extra homework. He was the only student besides Neville to do extra homework.

After taking Williver’s class, Hermione wanted to comfort him and said, “Harry, it’s really not that difficult. You just didn’t pay attention to listening.” She has caused criticism from others in all classes and was regarded as attractive Dust board, wastebasket and lunatic viewer.

"Can't figure out what is going on?" Harry said sadly.

A group of giggling girls hugged Cedric Diggory by his side, all looking at him with weird eyes, as if he were a huge snail.

"Forget it, I have to take pharmacy class in the afternoon."

Pharmacy classes have always been frightening. Especially these days, everything in class is torment for Harry.

To spend an hour and a half in the basement with Snape and the group of Slytherins was the most unpleasant thing Harry could imagine.

Because all of them changed their way to punish him who dared to be a player.

He managed to survive last Friday when Hermione was around her non-stop whispering "Ignore them, ignore them, ignore them". It seems that today is not much better.

After lunch, he went to the basement with Hermione and Fanlin and found the group of Slytherin guys around the door, all with a big badge on the front of their robe.

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Later he saw the same words written on it in shiny red letters, the words gleaming under the dim backing. It said: Support Cedric Diggory-the real Hogwarts player!

"Do you like it? Potter." Seeing Harry approaching, Malfoy asked loudly, "It's not all, you see—"

He pressed the chapter on his chest, the words on it disappeared, and another line of green words appeared: Potter smelled like a scent.

They burst into laughter. Hold down the badge each one. "Potter stinks." It all lit up, and Harry was flushed with green lights.

"Oh, it's fun." Hermione mocked Parkinson and her group. They laughed louder than anyone else, "Very smart."

Ron, Dean and Simos leaned against the wall. He didn't smile, but he didn't defend Harry either.

"Granger? Want one?" Malfoy handed one to Hermione. "I have too much! Take it, but don't touch my hands. I just washed them. You know I don't want a mixed race to get my hands dirty."

Harry's anger over the past few days suddenly came to his heart. He unknowingly pulled out his wand, and the people around him backed straight into the corridor with fright.

"Harry!" Hermione warned him.

"Potter, come on then." Malfoy was calm, and drew out his wand. "Moody is not here now, he can't take care of you. Come on, come on if you have the guts."

After speaking, Malfoy looked at Fanlin alertly, Fanlin didn't mean to start with Harry.

"Of course, if you want to go, I don't mind putting you two..."

Malfoy hasn't finished speaking yet. To be honest, Malfoy doesn't know where the courage comes from. It's hard to beat Harry alone. If you add Fanlin...

"Furnanculus (hot roast)!" Harry's curse interrupted Malfoy's speech.

In an instant, Malfoy also reacted quickly.

"Densaugeo (front teeth plug)!"

The light of the two magic wands entangled in the sky, and immediately after that, the surface became hot.

There are too many people here. Naturally, some accidental injuries are unavoidable.

Fanlin frowned, and he intercepted all the spells flying to the Gryffindor team.

But the Slytherin team was not so lucky.

Harry's spell didn't hit Malfoy, but instead hit Gore behind Malfoy.

Many large pustules appeared on Gore's chubby face in an instant, and he looked very sick.

"If you are stumped, you keep hiding behind him, Potter."

Malfoy's spell didn't work, on the contrary ~www.readwn.com~ he suffered a loss and he didn't hit anything, which made him a little frustrated.

"If you have the ability to stop, I don't really mind." Fanlin said, he was a little angry.

If he hadn't stopped the curse just now, then it was him or Hermione who would suffer, no matter which person he could not accept.

"Malfoy, I actually don't want to do it with you..." Fanlin said...

"I don't want to do it with me." Malfoy seemed to have suffered some insult. "Come on, Al, let me see your curse. I'm going to make you look like an idiot Weasley..."

Fanlin had to admit that Malfoy's map gun was still very lethal. At least, he provoked the dissatisfaction of all Gryffindor present.

Especially Ron, their tempers are very bad these days.

Everyone drew out their magic wands, as if they would be able to fight with the whole Trinity in the next second. It was not the first time that they had done this. For this, they were very skilled.