Chapter 132 Ron, a man of humanity

Today is Saturday, and Harry lies on the bed for the first time in a long time. No matter how Ron calls, he just turns his body and ignores him.

There was so much going on for Harry this week.

In Hogwarts, there was a group of people who always looked at him with curiosity and even respect. Harry thought that everything would return to calm after everyone discovered that he was just a mediocre little wizard.

But completely different from what Harry thought, he might not be very ordinary after all.

Peeves, this ghost who is not a ghost, a being that almost all students avoid, dare not approach him. When facing Professor Quirrell, he clearly felt the warm and otherworldly power contained in his body.

That power was different from his own magic power. From Harry's perception and experience of using it, magic power was more like his third hand.

It's just that this hand is a bit slow, and you need to rely on a wand and spells to barely control it.

The other power was rooted in his own flesh and blood. When he came into contact with it, he felt as if he had the satisfaction of the whole world. His exhaustion and disgust at the stench on Quirrell's body all poured into it, and finally disappeared.

Isn't his title of the Boy Who Lived a deserved one?

What surprised Harry even more was that Dudley was also a wizard. He really felt it was a bit ironic how Aunt Petunia and Uncle Vernon would treat another unusual freak - their sweetheart.

But it should be the same as before. For example, regarding Dudley's poor academic performance, Aunt Petunia repeatedly emphasized that Dudley was a very talented child, but the teachers did not understand him; Uncle Vernon insisted that he was not He hoped that his son would become a sissy nerd, and often glanced at Harry when he said this.

They even brushed off the teacher's comments about Dudley for bullying his classmates - he was a lively and active child, but he couldn't bear to hurt a fly!

Aunt Petunia always said it with tears in her eyes, as if she really believed it.

Harry could even guess that Aunt Petunia would say that Dudley was too good at everything and could do magic, but Harry had led him astray; Uncle Vernon might even say that even though Dudley was The wizard, and the best one, unlike Harry, used a sissy stick.

Thinking of this, Harry rolled over, changed to another position, and shrank comfortably in the bed.

The arrival of Dudley exposed Harry's past nakedly to all the wizards. Their eyes changed from admiration to pity. In the auditorium or on the way to class, if they were not careful, their pockets would be full. A variety of candies.

Ron was very happy and ate happily.

But this week's reports made him unhappy, at least that's what Harry thought at first.

But he later discovered that the only thing Ron was angry about was that his name was written wrong - "Look, my parents didn't even write to me. No one would believe it. Harry, you said, I Do you want to publish a book and find a senior to write it for me? Well, the talkative Sage is good, he has always said that he wants to publish a book.”

Sometimes Harry really felt that there was something wrong with Ron's head. To use a word Ryan said before - yes! Short-sighted.

He is very understanding of human nature most of the time, but once he encounters a problem that interests him or is entangled with him, he will lose this ability.

For example, he pestered Lisa Dupin and asked her about the curse, not paying attention to the black-faced expressions of Hermione and Lisa who were about to cry. He pestered himself and kept asking football-related questions, completely forgetting Harry's tragic past. Let yourself think about those painful memories just to understand football, and the cause was just the quarrel with Dean Thomas.

Harry and Dean were different. Dean's Muggle adoptive father was very rich and had adopted many children, just enough to form a football team. It was not surprising that Dean grew up in such an environment and liked football.

As for myself, I had clearly told Ron before that I had to do housework all day at a relative's house, so how could I have time to play and learn about football.

At this time, Ron came over again, wanting to wake Harry up and go for a walk outside, but Harry pretended to be asleep and ignored him.

This week, every time Harry's popularity dropped slightly, something new happened to make him dazzle again.

Just yesterday, before the flying class, he, who had always been uneasy, was able to sit firmly on the broomstick. With that innate sense of familiarity, the moment he touched the broom, he felt like he had met a friend he hadn't seen for a long time.

Although this spiritual thing was aware of his own uneasiness, he still surrendered subconsciously. After sitting on it, the place where his butt touched the broom really felt like a soft cushion. Elio Smeth (he invented the seat cushion) curse) is really amazing.

Magic is really magical. Harry can recognize this broom. It is the Meteor broom developed by Cosmic Broom Co., Ltd. in 1955. More than 40 years later, it is still as easy to use as new, and it can be ridden and controlled by him.

It's a shame as this broom loses its speed and lift ability over time, but it's great for teaching and it's the cheapest competition broom to date.

Just like in Potions class, first years make cauldrons out of pewter.

Harry still didn't understand why Cosmic Broomsticks Ltd. went bankrupt in 1978.

But Ryan said that they were no longer satisfied with the low-end market and wanted to compete with the Sweep Broom Company and the Comet Trading Company. They invested a lot of research and development funds to combine the safety of the old oak arrows with the ease of control of the best sweep series.

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But in the end, it failed. The boss was not as keen on Quidditch as the founders of the other two companies. He was just a pure businessman. After this incident, he did not update the technology. After about ten years, he felt that the broom was not profitable, so he simply filed for bankruptcy.

However, this also laid the groundwork for the birth of the Nimbus 1000. At that time, Devlin Whitehorn worked at the Cosmic Broom Co., Ltd. and left it after the company was unwilling to continue to invest in research and development.

He paid out of his own pocket and continued to develop for several years. During this difficult time, he relied on the broom he designed to participate in broom competitions across Europe to make a living.

Finally, after unremitting efforts, the Nimbus 1000 was successfully born in 1966, with a speed of 100 miles per hour and the ability to make a 360-degree sharp turn anywhere in the air.

And the Nimbus Racing Broom Company was established in 1 Whitehorn.

This is why, after passing Roger's test and with the consent of Professor Flitwick, Harry chose the Nimbus 2000 instead of the Sweep Seven.

Harry was once again further noticed by people from various colleges, which is why Harry didn't want to get up and go out now.

Even in the Ravenclaw common room, it didn't mean that he was not noticed. There were many enthusiastic seniors who regarded Harry as hope and thought that Voldemort was not dead yet, and they all wanted to teach Harry some of their own unique tricks.

The blond, strong and honest chaser Henry recognized himself, and Harry was not surprised to be honest.