Chapter 177 Harry: Ron, are you not afraid of spiders anymore?
"All--"
Ms. Huo Qi’s whistle sounded.
Before Harry regained consciousness, he instinctively flew up to the top of the Quidditch pitch, looking for traces of the Golden Snitch.
At this moment, he saw Cedric's tall figure quickly flying into the sky, and nodded to him in a friendly manner.
Looking at Cedric's handsome face, Harry was rarely distracted during the Quidditch match...
In fact, he originally liked Cedric——
Cedric is the Seeker of the Hufflepuff Quidditch team, sharing the same position as Harry, but Harry is not as hostile to this theoretical opponent as he is to Draco Malfoy.
This is because Cedric is a very friendly person, and his Hufflepuff team also attaches great importance to sportsmanship. Every game is upright. If you lose, you lose, and if you win, you win. Unlike those who like to foul and cheat. The Slytherin team formed a very sharp contrast.
This also earned the Hufflepuff team a pretty good reputation.
As the seeker and soul of the Hufflepuff team, Cedric is the best candidate to be the captain of the team next year. He has attracted much attention from others both on and off the playing field.
Not only that, his grades have always been excellent, no worse than Hermione and Percy, and he has better popularity than them.
Who can dislike this big boy who is handsome, friendly, cheerful, has excellent grades and is humble and low-key?
But after seeing Cho Chang keeping a broom for Cedric outside the Quidditch pitch and cheering for Hufflepuff on the pitch, Harry suddenly changed his mind -
He forced himself to recognize Cedric as a useless pretty boy who only relies on his appearance to please girls...
"Harry, what are you doing?!" Wood's voice suddenly came from below, his voice mixed with annoyance.
"Have you completely forgotten the tactics we rehearsed? What did you do when it was time for you to come off the field and cooperate?!"
Harry suddenly woke up and looked towards the center of the arena.
Fred, George, Angelina and five other people were seen lined up in a trapezoidal array, looking at him with unsightly expressions.
Harry was shocked. He looked back at the scoreboard in the commentary box and saw that the Hufflepuff team had scored its first 10 points since the start of the game in a very short time!
Before the game started, Harry was only preoccupied with chatting with Qiu Zhang. Harry did not have time to participate in the Gryffindor team's routine tactical review before the game, and forgot about the previously discussed tactics.
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He had only just remembered that the Gryffindor team had carefully rehearsed a formation for this game and had the Seeker join in, just to quickly score points in the early stages of the game and establish an advantage early...
But now the advantage is taken by Hufflepuff first.
This formation is actually not a trapezoid composed of the current five people, but a complete triangle composed of six people - among the seven players, except for the goalkeeper Wood, who needs to defend the goal, everyone else is on the field.
The three chaser girls are arranged on the three sides of the triangle and pass the ball to each other in coordination. Two batters, one seeker, and three boys are located at the three corners of the triangle, taking care of each other and protecting the Quaffle in the hands of the three chasers.
However, because Harry failed to keep up with the team's rhythm, the remaining five team members could only form a trapezoid, which was equivalent to a corner of the triangle being cut off, exposing the two chasers at the corner of the trapezoid.
Therefore, the Hufflepuff players quickly found the opportunity to intercept the Quaffle in the hands of the Gryffindor team, and broke through the back of the Gryffindor field without any hindrance to complete the game. The first goal!
"I'm sorry, everyone... I just didn't notice..." Harry didn't know how to explain, so he could only silently fly to his teammates and apologize humbly.
Next, Harry joined Gryffindor's special formation.
However, the first failed cooperation had already made the Hufflepuff players see the usefulness of this triangle formation, and Cedric immediately flew back from the sky to cooperate with his teammates.
The original surprise effect of this formation was easily negated.
Next, the result of the game showed a one-sided situation.
Harry was absent-minded the whole time. Whenever he wanted to focus on finding the traces of the Golden Snitch, the image of Cho Chang cheering for Cedric would appear in front of his eyes.
On the contrary, Cedric's mental state is getting better and better.
Just an hour later, Cedric deceived Harry with a Wronsky fake move before Harry could react, then instantly rose into the sky and caught the Golden Snitch in his hands!
"Dududu——"
Ms. Hooch's whistle blew, which also pronounced the death sentence for the Gryffindor team.
Hufflepuff won the game with a huge score of 230:40!
Commentator Lee Jordan announced Hufflepuff's victory with a disappointed tone, then dropped the microphone and left the commentator's seat.
Professor McGonagall, who originally looked expectant, also shook his head and walked down the steps on the side of the auditorium.
Don't blame them for being disappointed. The greater the hope, the greater the disappointment. It's really because the Gryffindor team was too confident before the game. Everyone they met was eager to tell them about their team's recent training results.
Fred and George even secretly opened a bet and paid a huge price to beat Gryffindor to victory. This time the two self-proclaimed gambling saints of Hogwarts may lose everything...
In addition, everyone can actually see that in this game, Harry, as the seeker and the biggest contributor last year, was obviously out of shape, and could not find what he should do throughout the game.
This made all Gryffindor supporters feel that the loss in this game was unfair.
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On the green of the Quidditch pitch, Harry stood in the middle of the Gryffindor Quidditch team members with a look of shame on his face.
Fred and George hugged each other and cried loudly, mourning the galleons they had lost.
Angelina Johnson and the other three Chaser girls looked at the youngest player on the team with concern or confusion. They didn't know what happened to him to make him fall like this. A big chain.
"I'm sorry, losing this game is all my fault." Harry looked at his toes in a depressed tone and said in a disappointed tone.
"Harry, what's wrong with you today?" Wood put his hands on his hips and scolded him angrily, "Your condition was not quite right before the game, and you were even more dizzy after you came to the stadium. This is not right. At your level, Harry!"
It can be seen that Wood was very angry at losing this game that was already a sure thing.
But seeing that Harry's mood was a bit strange, he resisted not getting angry, and instead could only be depressed and concerned about his condition.
"I'm fine, Wood." Harry shook his head and prevaricated, "Maybe I didn't sleep well last night... Let me go back and have a good sleep, okay?"
Wood held his breath in his throat, wanting to say some lessons and words of warning to Harry.
But looking at his heavy expression, Wood finally shook his head helplessly, said nothing, and led Harry towards the Gryffindor team's locker room.
At this moment, members of the Hufflepuff team came over wearing black and yellow uniforms.
Cedric greeted the Gryffindor players from a distance.
"Hey, how's Harry doing?" he asked with concern, "We can all see that he's not feeling well today... is he sick?"
The captain of the Hufflepuff team also nodded, walked out of the team and said: "If it is caused by force majeure, then our victory in this game will obviously be lost."
"How about we jointly propose a rematch to Ms. Huo Qi? What do you think?"
"If you lose, you lose. We are not a team like Slytherin that cannot afford to lose." Wood stepped forward and hugged the captain of the Hufflepuff team. "We appreciate your kindness."
He and the captain of the Hufflepuff team are good friends in themselves, and they will not get into a quarrel because of the winning or losing of a game.
"But you have to be careful next time, we won't lose again!" Wood hit Captain Hufflepuff on the shoulder with his fist.
"Okay, we're waiting for you!" Captain Hufflepuff smiled.
While the captains of the two teams were talking, Cedric in the crowd looked at Harry, noticed his downcast expression, and frowned slightly.
"Are you really okay, Harry?" He walked to Harry and asked with concern, "Your performance today is not at all like the level you played in previous games. If you are sick, just tell us, it's okay. .”
Harry opened his mouth, intending to give Cedric a casual answer just like he did to Wood and the others.
However, when he raised his head, he found that Qiu Zhang was holding the yellow flag of Hufflepuff in her hand, and she was flying towards the members of the Hufflepuff Quidditch team, with her long, silky black hair beating behind her. Standing like a lively swallow.
It's obvious that Cho Chang is looking for Cedric, not Harry Potter, the savior in everyone's eyes.
Harry's face turned red.
He thought that it was because of him that Gryffindor lost this game. He thought that he lost this game to the handsome and outstanding Cedric. He thought that he was probably just a dispensable person in the eyes of Qiu Zhang. passers-by...
"I'm fine! I don't need your false concern!" He suddenly shouted emotionally.
Then, Harry carried his Nimbus 2000, and without even having time to change out of his uniform, he ran towards Hogwarts Castle like flying before Qiu Zhang arrived.
Everyone present looked at Harry's performance in stunned silence, feeling very unreal in their hearts.
Isn't Harry's character modest, docile, and conformable? How could he be so impulsive and impolite like today?
Fred and George, who finally stopped crying, saw this scene, walked up to Cedric, and hugged his shoulders familiarly.
"Cedric, Harry is a little out of control today, please don't take it to heart." Fred said, "He's not usually like this."
"I'm fine." Cedric shook his head, "Harry is still young, so it's normal for him to be unable to control his emotions sometimes."
"But Harry's performance today reminded me of one thing." At this time, George, who was standing next to the two of them, showed a thoughtful expression, "It seems that at the end of the last school year, Harry was like this He lost his temper...could it be said that he started it again?"
Of course, George would never have thought that the last time Harry lost his temper was because of Riddle's subtle changes, which was influenced by external forces.
This time is the manifestation of his own emotional out-of-control, which mainly stems from the restlessness of adolescence.
In fact, Harry's sadness was not entirely because the object of his admiration was getting along well with other people, but more because of his sympathy and pity for his own situation.
This is a trouble unique to young people.
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Summer has quietly arrived at Hogwarts Castle, bringing with it bright sunshine and warm weather.
The sky, like the lake, turned into a light blue with purple light.
The curtains in the Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom were tightly drawn, not a trace of sunlight filtering in from the outside world.
In the classroom, the little wizards were sitting upright, staring straight at the front of the classroom, looking at the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor standing on the podium and the blackboard filled with content. They did not dare to relax or slack off at all, for fear that their If the professor is in a bad mood, he will drag them to practical training.
However, there was a little wizard who seemed a little absent-minded, which was in sharp contrast to the eager learning atmosphere of the students around him.
"Mr. Potter -" Dracula suddenly put down the wand in his hand and looked at the absent-minded little wizard with an unkind expression, "Can you please answer what I just told everyone?"
Harry opened his eyes blankly and looked at Dracula's smiling face.
His thoughts had drifted to nowhere, and all he could think about was Qiu Zhang——
Guess what class the little Ravenclaw witch is taking now? Are you busy with classwork in third grade? Will he go out with Cedric again?
It was precisely because of thinking about these messy contents that Harry completely failed to hear what Professor Dracula said in class.
"Uh... I just said..." He stood up unsteadily and looked at Ron next to him in panic.
Ron reluctantly spread his hands to Harry. Just because he was thinking about what to eat for lunch, he stopped keeping up with the progress of this class at all.
At this time, as if aware of Harry's embarrassment, Hermione in the front row covered her mouth with a notebook and quietly passed the message to Harry.
"Spider...curse..." she said in an inaudible voice.
Harry didn't hear what Hermione was saying at all, so he prolonged his tone and delayed answering the question, hoping that Hermione could understand what he meant:
"emmmm, let me think about it——"
The smartest little witch in the second grade really understood Harry's intention, and also knew that it would be difficult to hear the message conveyed through breath, so she picked up a quill and wrote a few large letters in her notebook.
However, just as Hermione was about to stand up the notebook so that Harry could see the letters on it, Dracula on the podium suddenly waved.
Hermione's notebook instantly flew off the desk and fell directly into Dracula's hands.
"Miss Granger, it doesn't matter that you usually answer questions so actively. Today I finally gave another student a chance. Isn't it inappropriate for you to think about answering for him?"
Dracula looked at the big letters on the notebook and said with a chuckle.
Hermione was so ashamed that she covered her face and lay on the desk, never wanting to help Harry again.
When Harry saw this scene, he immediately realized that no one else could help him. And he also knows that even if someone is willing to help him, they will be exposed instantly by Professor Dracula, who seems to be omnipotent, so there is really no need to implicate other people.
So he took a deep breath and resignedly spelled out the two words "spider" and "curse" he just heard from Hermione, and randomly added a reasonably suitable word in the middle, hoping to get lucky. right.
"You just said the Spider Cleansing Charm, Professor!" he said with a look of death.
Dracula stared at him and suddenly sneered.
"Are you so good at Defense Against the Dark Arts that you created a spell yourself, Mr. Potter?" He teased in a nonchalant manner, "Or are you not paying attention to the class at all? This is basically what you learned from Miss Granger. Where is the incomplete spell name you heard?"
"Professor, I really listened to the lecture, but I just forgot what the word in the middle was when I was nervous!" Harry still wanted to quibble.
However, Dracula suddenly slammed the desk, instantly interrupting Harry's words.
"Take a good look at the blackboard, Potter." He picked up his wand and tapped a certain location on the blackboard. "If you listen even a little bit to this lesson, you won't say the 'Spider Cleaning Curse' Such an outrageous spell name!"
"Look carefully at what's written here! You're telling me that you're going to be so nervous that you forget the words in the middle of a question that can be answered just by reading it?"
Dracula squinted at the audience, his eyes full of disgust.
Harry looked blankly at where Professor Dracula's wand was pointing, and the next moment, his eyes widened.
"Spider repelling spell?" he said to the spell on the blackboard.
"Well, now do you realize how interesting what you just did is?" Dracula was still a little angry at first, but looking at Harry's confused expression, he actually laughed with interest.
Then, he looked at Hermione, who was still burying her face in her hands, "Miss Granger, Mr. Potter didn't hear what was just said in class. Please repeat what I just said."
When Hermione's name was called, she had to lift her face from her hands, turned her head and glared at Harry angrily.
"The Spider Expelling Spell is a special spell to deal with spiders. When you encounter dangerous magical animals like spiders in the wild, you can use the Spider Expelling Spell to drive them away..."
Even though she still had some complaints against Harry, Hermione still professionally repeated what Dracula had said before.
After hearing what Hermione said, Harry frowned and looked at Ron.
The meaning on his face was clear:
‘Is it possible that Ron is no longer afraid of spiders? How could he even miss such a spell! ’
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