A Professor of Magic at Hogwarts Chapter 538: Mafalda
Harry and Ron trudged up the marble steps towards the castle, fresh from training, covered in mud, their hair blown all over the place, Harry trying in vain to smooth out the mess .
"Angelina is the second Wood, I should have thought of it earlier." Ron complained, but he was already looking forward to the first game in his heart, "I really hope to face Slytherin soon, so I I can teach Malfoy a lesson, he don't want to score a goal in my hands!"
"He's a Seeker, not a Chaser," Ginny reminded him.
"Of course I know," Ron changed his words quickly, "Let Harry prevent him from taking the Snitch, and I'll be in charge of the goal. The two of us cooperate with each other tacitly. It's definitely a perfect combination."
Ginny rolled her eyes.
Harry raised his interest a little bit, and he said to Ginny: "You fly very well, there is hope to join the team this year, why don't you stick to it?"
"It's not too late next year," Ginny stroked her hair and said, "I want to wait for Fred and George to graduate."
"Did they mess with you?" Ron asked sharply, "I can teach them a lesson for you."
"That doesn't sound very convincing," Ginny said dryly.
"Uh, I mean—" Ron said vaguely, "You can write a letter to Mom." A strange look appeared on his face, "Mom hasn't sent a Howler letter for a long time. I really miss..."
"No," Ginny said, "I just don't want other people to gossip, you know, if you add me, there will be four Weasleys in the team."
Harry had spotted a delicate side to her, and to be fair, that was a rather blunt remark, as if she was pretty sure about joining the team.
Ron was also taken aback for a moment, as if he had just realized this, and counted with his fingers: "Fred, George, I... yeah, if you add in, more than half of the players are named Weasley Ha, that's a good idea!" he said cheerfully, but Harry and Ginny ignored him.
"Which position are you going to play?" Harry asked.
"Seeker," said Ginny.
Harry tilted his head and squinted at her, and Ginny laughed, "Well, I'm kidding, I think the batter's position is good, I like the feeling of smashing the Quaffle in people's faces. "
Harry suddenly felt cold, probably because he had been blown too much... He'd better go to Madam Pomfrey to get some medicine for his cold.
"You'll help me, won't you?" Ginny asked, staring into his face.
"What?" Harry was stunned.
"Help me train."
"Oh, er, of course," said Harry, trying not to show his confusion.
He has a strange feeling recently that Quidditch seems to be less attractive to him than before. He has had a faint feeling since the beginning of school when Angelina asked him, and it has been more than a month since school started. Now, he could no longer pretend it was an illusion.
What is the reason?
Harry thought seriously, first of all, if he played Quidditch once in a while, he would never refuse - after all, this is one of the few things that can relax him, but if he spends a lot of time on it, he I also feel that it is not cost-effective, so I might as well find time to hold a duel self-study group activity.
The last time Susan Bones suggested that he go to the student union to report to the duel self-study group was very meaningful, because the duel self-study group now has not only Gryffindor students, but Luna at first, and then Susan Students from other colleges such as Burns, Ernie, and Justin also joined in. Of course, Harry wasn't sure how long they'd last, anyway, it seemed to him that these people were more interested in his, Ron's, and Hermione's magical experiences—whether it was the youngest recipient of the Order of Merlin, or the third in the Tournament. What happened on the cemetery after the item.
Although Ron has told his story several times, there have been several revisions in the middle. The roles of the other three people in his mouth were almost squeezed to the corner.
"You figured out how to use the Ouroboros Ring to inform Professor Haipu?"
"Uh, it's Harry."
"Then you carry the ring with you?"
"No, it's Hermione."
"Did you fight the mysterious man?"
"Well..."
"So you just got the Cruciatus Curse?"
"Of course not! Dude, I knocked out at least four Death Eaters! Let's talk about this, hey, don't go."
The crowd dispersed uninterestedly. So for a while Ron became smart. He began to lament that the history of magic textbooks were too old-fashioned (although he never read them in full), thinking that many important events were not mentioned above. When someone asked him, He'd talk about how he set a Death Eater on fire with the Bright Fire Charm. In his words: "That's the first time it (Bright Flame Curse) has been used in actual combat. It's really unreasonable not to include such an important scene in the history of magic textbooks..."
Harry wondered what the name of the club should be if he wanted to officially start a club. He recalled the names of the clubs he knew, some of them were founded by the school professors, the names were very straightforward, the Charm Club, also nicknamed the Charm Club, the Transfiguration Club, the Rune Club...
It's not all the standard way of naming. Harry knew that when Mr. Slughorn was teaching at Hogwarts, he named the Slug Club after a homonym of his own name.
Besides, there are some clubs that students have started spontaneously, which is what I want, Harry thought.
His first thought was the Gobstones Club, but again that was of no use. The next thing that popped into his mind - Harry remembered reluctantly - was the Creevey brothers' 'Harry. Potter Worshipers Club', he has been praying that this is just a joke that is not funny, but it seems to be true, he once saw a recruitment flyer in a hidden corner of the lounge...
The Anti-Voldemort Club? Harry was tempted to name the dueling study group that, but it would probably scare off a lot of people.
The "Order of the Phoenix Branch" proposed by Ron was also rejected. Hermione proposed to simply call it the Defense Association, or D.A. for short, which can also be regarded as Dumbledore's Army. Warned them, "Don't cause trouble for Principal Dumbledore, we have a very good relationship with the Ministry of Magic now, you don't want them to misunderstand?"
The name is therefore obsolete.
Finally, Ginny made a suggestion to change the "Potter Lookout" that Fred and George joked about to "Frontline Lookout". up.
When the name was settled, the purpose of the club was also outlined - to help students who are preparing to become Aurors, or to fight against Voldemort's dark rule, Harry also plans to regularly share the latest wars outside the school Updates - Sirius is well-informed on this. When Harry told "all is well", the members of the frontline lookout station cheered in unison; when Harry said the name of the captured dark wizard, the members applauded enthusiastically; If the hand is sacrificed, they will collectively raise their wands in silence.
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"Where's Luna?"
"She wandered around the Forbidden Forest again, saying she wanted to find the King of Thestrals." Ginny said helplessly.
Ron grunted what sounded like "crazy girl."
They walked through the foyer ~IndoMTL.com~ and found Hermione hiding behind a pillar, waving at them stealthily.
Harry looked curiously at the direction she was hiding, and a strand of red hair flashed away in his sight. But when they walked over, Hermione was the only one, "Huh? Where are you? Forget it, you come with me." She led them to an abandoned classroom.
"Just in case," said Hermione.
Harry became even more curious, and followed Ron and Ginny to look into the abandoned classroom. There was a little girl standing in the classroom. She was not tall, half a head shorter than Ginny, but she had reddish-brown hair. , and when she turned around - Harry was surprised to find that the girl looked unexpectedly similar to Ginny.
"Who is she?" Ginny felt threatened and asked, standing in front of Harry.
Hermione took a step aside with a strange expression, "I thought you knew her? Let her tell you." The little girl walked up to them and looked them up and down without hesitation, "The youngest Medal of Merlin?" She completely ignored Ginny.
"So what?" Ron said bluntly, "You are a freshman in Slytherin House?"
The little girl took her fiery gaze away from Harry's forehead and looked at Ron carefully, "Ronald Weasley?"
A strong girl, thought Harry.
The little girl stayed on Ron's face for a few seconds, and stretched out her hand, "Mafalda, Mafalda Prewett."
Ron opened his mouth wide in surprise: "Mom, mom?"
The little girl's face couldn't be tense, and Hermione couldn't help covering her face and not looking at it.
Ginny slapped Ron on the back of the head, "What nonsense?" She looked at Mafalda critically, "What's your relationship with my mother?"
Harry suddenly realized that he vaguely remembered that Mrs. Weasley's surname was Prewett.