AWB Chapter 115 Humiliation
Chapter 115 Humiliation
Chapter 115 Humiliation
On Saturday morning, Linde had just returned to her bedroom from the Room of Requirement, then changed into clothes and went to the lounge.
Not long after, he heard footsteps.
But after a while, he saw Wood, the captain of the Quidditch team, coming down, wearing the bright red robes of the Gryffindor Quidditch team, but after a while, Fred, George and others followed suit. They walked down one after another.
"Wood is crazy," said Fred.
"He must not be crazy, because he is not as confused as we are, and he is very energetic even if the sun is just up now." George also complained in a low voice.
After a while, he saw Harry walking down sleepily, followed by Colin Creevey, holding the camera hanging around his neck with one hand, and running with a stack of photos in the other. behind Harry.
"Harry! I heard your name called on the stairs. Look what I've brought! The pictures are developed, and I want you to see—" cried Colin, who was on the fourth floor with Lynd last night. Lou heard the same voice.
Harry glanced at the photos with an ugly expression, and forced a smile on his face.
"Can you sign it?" Colin asked eagerly.
Is it because the signed selling price is higher?Linde thought, but didn't make a sound.
"No," said Harry decisively, glancing to see if anyone else was around. "I'm sorry, Colin, I have something urgent - Quidditch practice."
Then he hurriedly crawled out of the portrait hole.
"Wow! Wait for me! I've never seen a Quidditch game!" Colin hurriedly climbed out.
"It's boring." Harry said quickly, but Colin didn't listen, his face glowing with excitement.
"You're the youngest Academy player in 100 years, aren't you, Harry? Are you?" Colin trotted beside him. Is your broomstick? Is it the best?"
"Yes!" Harry said helplessly, as they walked further and further away, Linde could not hear their voices.
"They're called Bludgers. Every..."
Not long after that, in about an hour, people began to come down from the lounge one after another, so Linde had to sit in a corner and give himself earplugs to listen before starting to study.
Linde, who was reading a book, suddenly felt that someone was walking towards him. Since the accident with Professor Snape last week, even in his human state, his five senses have improved a lot.
Looking up, Jane was walking towards him. In the main aisle of the lounge, Hermione and Ron were also looking this way, probably waiting for Jane.
Linde stopped listening to the mantra with his ears closed, and the surrounding noise suddenly hit him, making him feel in a trance.
"Why are you still bored here? Do you want to watch Harry play Quidditch?" Jane said.
Linde was a little surprised, why he suddenly invited himself to get up today.But I still didn't think much about it, but waved my hand and refused, "Sorry, I'm not interested in this kind of sport."
Hearing this, she was not surprised at all, pretending to be sorry and said "Okay!" Then she turned her head and walked back with a smug face, "I just said that he will definitely not go, he must feel that It's a boring sport."
The reason why she specially invited Linde today is because Ron said just now, "No one doesn't like Quidditch. Harry fell in love with it the first time he came into contact with it."
After that, a bet between the two was triggered, and then Jane deliberately came to invite Linde.
Linde heard what Jane said, but they all thought Linde couldn't hear it.
Just after reading the book, Linde suddenly remembered an interesting thing.
It seems that Ron once had an argument with Malfoy on the court. At that time, he wanted to cast a curse on Malfoy, but because of the wand, he was backlashed by himself, so he started spitting slugs, that is, snot insect.
Keep throwing up, keep throwing up.
Linde was quite curious about this.
Thinking about it, he put away the book and stood up, "Wait, I suddenly think it's good to go and have a look."
Jane turned her head and looked at him incredulously, "Didn't you just say no?"
Linde walked over quickly and straightened his clothes. "Suddenly I feel that it's good to look at it, and relax."
Afterwards, the four of them had something to eat in the auditorium, and then came to the stands of the stadium. As soon as they were seated, Linde began to wait, watching Harry and his practice as a pastime.In fact, his heart has been waiting for Ron to make a show.From time to time, he looked at his wand.
Colin kept patting Harry and the others, completely oblivious to the unkind expressions of the few people flying in the sky.
After waiting for a while, Linde saw a few figures in green robes walking up from the high stands, all holding the same broomsticks in their hands.
But other people may not be able to see so far, after all, the stands here are indeed a bit high.Others may only see a few people in green robes walking over.
Afterwards, he saw Wood fly down angrily, and the rest of the Gryffindor team members followed behind him. Seeing this, the people in the stands also felt that something was wrong, and walked down quickly.
After a while, they went down, and a quarrel was heard from a distance.Linde stood behind a few people, hiding himself as much as possible.
"Did you see it? Nimbus 2001, as for this... just use it to sweep the floor!" An arrogant voice could be heard from afar.
"Oh, look," said Flint, captain of the Slytherin team, "someone has broken into the pitch."
"What's the matter?" Ron asked. "Why aren't you guys playing? What's he doing here?"
Ron stared in surprise at Malfoy, who was wearing the Slytherin Quidditch uniform.
"I'm the new Seeker of the Slytherin team, Weasley," Malfoy looked at a few people coming, he didn't notice Linde, Linde stood here with those of the Gryffindor team The tall one went behind.
He said complacently, "Just now everyone was admiring the broom my father bought for our team."
Ron stared dumbfounded at the seven advanced brooms in front of him.
"Nice, isn't it?" Malfoy said pleasantly. "But maybe the Gryffindor team can get some gold and buy some new brooms. You can sell those sweeping fives for prizes, and I think the museum will." Bid for them."
The Slytherins laughed hoarsely.
"At least none of the Gryffindors cost money to join," said Hermione tartly.
Jane also said, "Indeed, maybe you should think about why you got into this team. No, no, no, I made a mistake. The team that needs to accept this kind of low-level "sponsorship" should not be very good."
Including Malfoy, the complacent faces of everyone in Slytherin darkened.
Malfoy said viciously, "No one wants to know what you, a bitch think!" Then he pointed at Hermione, "And you, a stinky little Mudblood."
(End of this chapter)