Chapter 31 Equipment can't make up for the gap in strength
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Jing Shen Tian Si
After Halloween, Hermione gradually forgave Ron and Harry, and the relationship between the three became less rigid.
Aaron also left an indelible impression on Hermione's heart because of this time, but he didn't know this. In his opinion, the revolutionary friendship between the two is still at the stage of good friends, and they are still far from sublimation. Far, far less important than signing in and becoming stronger.
It is worth mentioning that Harry and Ron's views on Snape have also changed a little bit, maybe he is not so annoying, after all, the dean of Slytherin can save a Gryffindor before everyone of students have been able to explain the problem.
The next day, the auditorium.
Although it was breakfast time, the auditorium was obviously more lively than usual.
Because today is Planet Six, no, because the Quidditch season is about to start, and the first game is Gryffindor vs. Slytherin.
Harry sat at the dining table a little absent-mindedly. The plate was full of exquisite food, but he didn't have the slightest appetite.
"Eat some toast! Eat quickly."
"Ron's right, Harry, you're going to have a big fight later!"
"But I'm not hungry," said Harry.
Snape walked over, with a playful smile on his face, "Good luck today, Potter.
As the famous Harry Potter, I believe that a little Quidditch is a piece of cake for you, even if the opponent is Slytherin. "
After Snape said this, he walked towards the teacher's table, leaving the three of them staring at each other.
"He still hasn't changed, he's weird." Ron snorted with some displeasure, "It's as if Slytherin has won."
"Don't say that, Aaron's flying skills are still very good." Harry said, today is his first match, and he is already nervous enough, let alone this time his opponent is a flying talent not weaker than him people.
"So what?" Ron was still unconvinced, but his voice was a little softer than before, "Fred and George also inquired about Slytherin's training, and the news they got was that Aaron had never participated in it." train."
"No way!" Harry's eyes widened, a little unbelievable, "Could it be a secret training?"
"No, I asked specifically. Wood attaches great importance to this Quidditch match. Almost every day, he will send people to the court to pay attention to the personnel ratio and training situation of each academy.
Before today, the original Slytherin players were still active on the training ground, and the Seeker was still Terrence, but I don't know why their training was really hard, much harder than before. "
Harlem thought for a while, feeling a little relieved, "According to this, Aaron may have temporarily joined the academy team."
"That's not it." Ron patted his chest, "So be more confident, no matter how good his flying talent is, he can't be your opponent after several weeks of training."
"Is that so?" Harry's chest suddenly gushed out a surge of confidence, and he felt that his appetite had increased a lot.
"I think it's better not to guess casually, your guess may not be correct.
It's not the first day you know Aaron. Would he do that kind of unsure thing? said Hermione suddenly, pouring cold water on the flame called confidence in Harry's heart.
"Hermione!" Ron rolled his eyes, "Don't make others proud and destroy your prestige. Aaron hasn't participated in training for more than a month."
"I know I'm speaking bluntly, but what about Snape?
Do you think Professor Snape would pick any random first year as Seeker? "Hermione asked, Harry and Ron were speechless, and their hearts became inexplicably heavy.
"How about Hermione, ask Aaron what he has prepared for the Quidditch match for more than a month?" Ron said weakly, "You have the best relationship with him, maybe if you ask He told you."
"Oh!" Hermione showed a hint of sarcasm, "Sometimes I really wonder if you're an idiot.
No matter how you look at it, this kind of thing is a secret in the team. The game is about to start. You asked me to find out the news. What is the difference between asking him to sell his teammates temporarily?
Harry, you're a Seeker too, do you think it's okay for me to do this? "
"Of course not," Harry said.
Ron couldn't hold back anymore, and said angrily, "I'm just curious, after all, it's about Gryffindor's honor."
Suddenly the sound of birdsong came, and Harry's owl, Hedwig, flew over with a long package and placed him in front of Harry's dining table.
"Email early in the morning?" Hermione said in surprise.
"But I've never had any mail!" Harry was even more surprised, wondering who sent him this mail, and what would his uncle's house send him?
Don't be funny, their family wished that he would die outside and never go back.
"Open it first." Ron said, and then opened the package with his hands.
After a while, an exquisite flying broom appeared in front of the three of them.
"It's no ordinary broom, Harry, it's the Nimbus 2000." Ron pointed to the 'Nimbus 2000' logo on the end of the broom, his face almost overflowing with excitement.
"But who gave it to you?" Harry murmured, at this moment he suddenly thought of something, turned his head to look at the teacher's desk, and found that Professor McGonagall was smiling at him, and he understood a lot in an instant.
When Snape saw the brand new broom, he couldn't help but get a few black lines on his forehead, "Minerva, you are really generous enough to give away a Nimbus 2000 just like that?"
"It's not as good as you! The secrecy work is very good, I didn't even know that you changed the Seeker temporarily." Professor McGonagall replied.
"Temporary?" Snape smiled slightly. "This term is not very strict. Aaron joined the academy team more than a month ago, not long after you made an exception and recruited Harry Potter into the academy team."
McGonagall frowned, he didn't know this, but Aaron could make Snape pay so much attention to him, so he shouldn't be weak, at least a little stronger than Trunce.
But she took a look at the Nimbus 2000 that she bought with a huge sum of money, and she couldn't help but feel a lot more confident.
Although equipment cannot determine everything, when there is not much difference in strength, the side with better equipment can often have more advantages, and Harry Potter has the highest flying talent among the Gryffindor first-years, and he can definitely fly. Make good use of this broomstick.
"In any case, the champion of this Quidditch match must be Gryffindor." Professor McGonagall said confidently, absolutely unable to lose in terms of momentum.
"I'll wait and see!" Snape said coldly, then walked towards Aaron.
Aaron was eating breakfast calmly, and suddenly found that the surroundings suddenly became quiet, and there was an extra figure in front of the dining table, so he put down the fork helplessly, "Professor Snape, do you know that he suddenly appeared while eating?" Is it rude to be behind someone's back?"
"Harry Potter changed a pair of Nimbus [-], you'd better pay attention to me in the game later, in case of losing..."
"No chance, I won't lose.
To give a simple example, even if a freshman has an Elder Wand in his hand, he is no match for a prefect. "
"Hmph!" Snape raised his eyebrows, but he breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, "You are quite confident, I hope your performance on the field will not disappoint Slytherin!"
"Of course not. I usually don't make promises lightly, but I will definitely do what I promise." Aaron said lightly, with an undeniable tone.
Snape nodded in satisfaction, and left the auditorium straight away.
After Snape left, Draco approached, "Aaron, what you said just now was so domineering that even Professor Snape was intimidated."
"Oh! There is no way, after all, I have been self-reliant since I was a child." Aaron said with emotion, "My parents are away for a long time, and I am the one who greets guests when they come to the house.
As the number of times increased, I slowly learned the art of speaking.
To put it simply, talk to people when you see people, and talk to ghosts when you see ghosts. "
Draco swallowed, "It's not easy for you."
"It's not easy, but who made me an only child?
Although reluctant, I want to inherit and carry forward the glory of the Gaius family.
Don't you too? "
Malfoy lowered his head silently, while feeling ashamed of himself, he was also thankful that he had a good birth and was the heir of the Malfoy family.
The pure blood of pure blood, the unbroken pure blood inheritance for thousands of years is an unparalleled glory.
In other words, as long as they don't make any big mistakes, this glory can be passed on, but there is still a long way to go to reproduce the glory of the Malfoy family.
His great-grandfather passed the task on to his grandfather, who passed it on to his father, and now his father seems to want to pass it on to him.
Thinking of this, Draco suddenly shuddered, no, this curse must end in his generation.
"What's the matter with you? Are you not sick?"
"No, I just suddenly figured out something." Draco said.
"It's fine if you don't have one. Do me a little favor. I'll play in a while, and Abe will ask you to take care of me." Aaron said and carried Abe out from under the table.
"This..." Draco looked at Abe, who was too cute to die, and nodded in a daze.
Aaron also left an indelible impression on Hermione's heart because of this time, but he didn't know this. In his opinion, the revolutionary friendship between the two is still at the stage of good friends, and they are still far from sublimation. Far, far less important than signing in and becoming stronger.
It is worth mentioning that Harry and Ron's views on Snape have also changed a little bit, maybe he is not so annoying, after all, the dean of Slytherin can save a Gryffindor before everyone of students have been able to explain the problem.
The next day, the auditorium.
Although it was breakfast time, the auditorium was obviously more lively than usual.
Because today is Planet Six, no, because the Quidditch season is about to start, and the first game is Gryffindor vs. Slytherin.
Harry sat at the dining table a little absent-mindedly. The plate was full of exquisite food, but he didn't have the slightest appetite.
"Eat some toast! Eat quickly."
"Ron's right, Harry, you're going to have a big fight later!"
"But I'm not hungry," said Harry.
Snape walked over, with a playful smile on his face, "Good luck today, Potter.
As the famous Harry Potter, I believe that a little Quidditch is a piece of cake for you, even if the opponent is Slytherin. "
After Snape said this, he walked towards the teacher's table, leaving the three of them staring at each other.
"He still hasn't changed, he's weird." Ron snorted with some displeasure, "It's as if Slytherin has won."
"Don't say that, Aaron's flying skills are still very good." Harry said, today is his first match, and he is already nervous enough, let alone this time his opponent is a flying talent not weaker than him people.
"So what?" Ron was still unconvinced, but his voice was a little softer than before, "Fred and George also inquired about Slytherin's training, and the news they got was that Aaron had never participated in it." train."
"No way!" Harry's eyes widened, a little unbelievable, "Could it be a secret training?"
"No, I asked specifically. Wood attaches great importance to this Quidditch match. Almost every day, he will send people to the court to pay attention to the personnel ratio and training situation of each academy.
Before today, the original Slytherin players were still active on the training ground, and the Seeker was still Terrence, but I don't know why their training was really hard, much harder than before. "
Harlem thought for a while, feeling a little relieved, "According to this, Aaron may have temporarily joined the academy team."
"That's not it." Ron patted his chest, "So be more confident, no matter how good his flying talent is, he can't be your opponent after several weeks of training."
"Is that so?" Harry's chest suddenly gushed out a surge of confidence, and he felt that his appetite had increased a lot.
"I think it's better not to guess casually, your guess may not be correct.
It's not the first day you know Aaron. Would he do that kind of unsure thing? said Hermione suddenly, pouring cold water on the flame called confidence in Harry's heart.
"Hermione!" Ron rolled his eyes, "Don't make others proud and destroy your prestige. Aaron hasn't participated in training for more than a month."
"I know I'm speaking bluntly, but what about Snape?
Do you think Professor Snape would pick any random first year as Seeker? "Hermione asked, Harry and Ron were speechless, and their hearts became inexplicably heavy.
"How about Hermione, ask Aaron what he has prepared for the Quidditch match for more than a month?" Ron said weakly, "You have the best relationship with him, maybe if you ask He told you."
"Oh!" Hermione showed a hint of sarcasm, "Sometimes I really wonder if you're an idiot.
No matter how you look at it, this kind of thing is a secret in the team. The game is about to start. You asked me to find out the news. What is the difference between asking him to sell his teammates temporarily?
Harry, you're a Seeker too, do you think it's okay for me to do this? "
"Of course not," Harry said.
Ron couldn't hold back anymore, and said angrily, "I'm just curious, after all, it's about Gryffindor's honor."
Suddenly the sound of birdsong came, and Harry's owl, Hedwig, flew over with a long package and placed him in front of Harry's dining table.
"Email early in the morning?" Hermione said in surprise.
"But I've never had any mail!" Harry was even more surprised, wondering who sent him this mail, and what would his uncle's house send him?
Don't be funny, their family wished that he would die outside and never go back.
"Open it first." Ron said, and then opened the package with his hands.
After a while, an exquisite flying broom appeared in front of the three of them.
"It's no ordinary broom, Harry, it's the Nimbus 2000." Ron pointed to the 'Nimbus 2000' logo on the end of the broom, his face almost overflowing with excitement.
"But who gave it to you?" Harry murmured, at this moment he suddenly thought of something, turned his head to look at the teacher's desk, and found that Professor McGonagall was smiling at him, and he understood a lot in an instant.
When Snape saw the brand new broom, he couldn't help but get a few black lines on his forehead, "Minerva, you are really generous enough to give away a Nimbus 2000 just like that?"
"It's not as good as you! The secrecy work is very good, I didn't even know that you changed the Seeker temporarily." Professor McGonagall replied.
"Temporary?" Snape smiled slightly. "This term is not very strict. Aaron joined the academy team more than a month ago, not long after you made an exception and recruited Harry Potter into the academy team."
McGonagall frowned, he didn't know this, but Aaron could make Snape pay so much attention to him, so he shouldn't be weak, at least a little stronger than Trunce.
But she took a look at the Nimbus 2000 that she bought with a huge sum of money, and she couldn't help but feel a lot more confident.
Although equipment cannot determine everything, when there is not much difference in strength, the side with better equipment can often have more advantages, and Harry Potter has the highest flying talent among the Gryffindor first-years, and he can definitely fly. Make good use of this broomstick.
"In any case, the champion of this Quidditch match must be Gryffindor." Professor McGonagall said confidently, absolutely unable to lose in terms of momentum.
"I'll wait and see!" Snape said coldly, then walked towards Aaron.
Aaron was eating breakfast calmly, and suddenly found that the surroundings suddenly became quiet, and there was an extra figure in front of the dining table, so he put down the fork helplessly, "Professor Snape, do you know that he suddenly appeared while eating?" Is it rude to be behind someone's back?"
"Harry Potter changed a pair of Nimbus [-], you'd better pay attention to me in the game later, in case of losing..."
"No chance, I won't lose.
To give a simple example, even if a freshman has an Elder Wand in his hand, he is no match for a prefect. "
"Hmph!" Snape raised his eyebrows, but he breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, "You are quite confident, I hope your performance on the field will not disappoint Slytherin!"
"Of course not. I usually don't make promises lightly, but I will definitely do what I promise." Aaron said lightly, with an undeniable tone.
Snape nodded in satisfaction, and left the auditorium straight away.
After Snape left, Draco approached, "Aaron, what you said just now was so domineering that even Professor Snape was intimidated."
"Oh! There is no way, after all, I have been self-reliant since I was a child." Aaron said with emotion, "My parents are away for a long time, and I am the one who greets guests when they come to the house.
As the number of times increased, I slowly learned the art of speaking.
To put it simply, talk to people when you see people, and talk to ghosts when you see ghosts. "
Draco swallowed, "It's not easy for you."
"It's not easy, but who made me an only child?
Although reluctant, I want to inherit and carry forward the glory of the Gaius family.
Don't you too? "
Malfoy lowered his head silently, while feeling ashamed of himself, he was also thankful that he had a good birth and was the heir of the Malfoy family.
The pure blood of pure blood, the unbroken pure blood inheritance for thousands of years is an unparalleled glory.
In other words, as long as they don't make any big mistakes, this glory can be passed on, but there is still a long way to go to reproduce the glory of the Malfoy family.
His great-grandfather passed the task on to his grandfather, who passed it on to his father, and now his father seems to want to pass it on to him.
Thinking of this, Draco suddenly shuddered, no, this curse must end in his generation.
"What's the matter with you? Are you not sick?"
"No, I just suddenly figured out something." Draco said.
"It's fine if you don't have one. Do me a little favor. I'll play in a while, and Abe will ask you to take care of me." Aaron said and carried Abe out from under the table.
"This..." Draco looked at Abe, who was too cute to die, and nodded in a daze.
