One week after school started.

A Quidditch match was played.

It's Ravenclaw versus Gryffindor.

Ravenclaw won, and it was hard to win.

Gryffindor is indeed very strong. Their tactics are flexible and they cooperate with each other tacitly. If it weren't for Zhang Qiu's Firebolt, the winner would probably be Gryffindor House.

But a win is a win.

No matter how many excuses Gryffindor made, they could not hide the result of their failure.

It is impossible for them to win the championship this year. They have already lost two games. The Gryffindor players are all aware of this.

They looked at Captain Wood worriedly.

He must be the saddest one, because he is the one who devotes the most to Quidditch.

However, what everyone didn't expect was that Wood's eyes turned red, his head lowered, his fists clenched tightly, and he was so depressed that he seemed to commit suicide. Then he suddenly burst into laughter.

Just when Fred was yelling that Wood was crazy and needed to see Madam Pomfrey for medical treatment.

Wood said in a clear mind: "I'm fine, I just figured out some things."

The team members were puzzled.

"I have always taken the Quidditch Champions Cup too seriously. I started playing Quidditch when I was seven years old. Only now do I understand that what I like is the sport of Quidditch and the process.

It’s about putting in the hard work. It’s not about Quidditch or winning the trophy.”

The girls on the three teams, Angelina Johnson, Aaliyah Spinnett, and Katie Bell, stared at Wood, not believing that they could hear such words from Wood.

They have known Wood for several years, and they work exhaustingly for training every year. Once one of the team members relaxes, he will immediately yell, as if they have done something outrageous.

But now, Wood actually said such a thing.

Wood smiled heartily: "However, this does not mean that we can't play hard. We have to work harder. Probably, this is the last time I will work so hard for Quidditch." At the end of the sentence, Wood was a little moodier.

Appear low.

"Come on, friends, at least let me fly heartily in the last game. Seeing our unstoppable courage, this will be... your graduation gift to me."

Everyone was moved by Wood's sincere words. Even George and Fred, the two treasures, rarely had playful smiles on their faces.

"Okay." The other six people nodded heavily.

Wood showed a smile of success: "Then it's settled, from now on, there will be five training sessions a week! Before the last game in March, we can't relax for a day."

"Ah! You are too cruel." The six people complained.

Afterwards, Wood actually found Harry and apologized to him.

He said that because Harry refused him to join the Gryffindor Quidditch team, he said many unpleasant things about Harry behind his back and asked for Harry's forgiveness.

Unfortunately, Harry didn't say a word the whole time, just focusing on the book in his hand.

Wood sadly passed away.

Hermione came over and said, "What the hell is he planning? Has he really realized that he was wrong?"

Harry turned a page of the book in his hand and said nonchalantly: "Whatever, I don't care about him. Whether he is sincere or not, it has nothing to do with me."

…

After the start of the next semester, classes will become even busier.

It seems like everything is speeding up, rushing to push spring into summer.

Although Hermione does not have a Divination class, the homework in the Divination class is actually nothing compared to the massive amount of homework she has to complete.

Gryffindor Quidditch members have only two nights a week to complete their homework due to training.

Compared with Hermione, their complaints were endless, and their perceived urgency of not even having time to do homework was nothing.

Hermione has to take more than a dozen classes and complete more than a dozen assignments every week.

If she was willing to be more casual and deal with the problem, it wouldn't be so hard.

But she is a Virgo girl who pursues perfection. She strives to be the best in every subject. Not only will the professors be full of praise, but sometimes she will even give herself extra homework.

For example, Snape assigned a paper on detecting potions.

The rule is that the parchment paper should be written two feet long, but Hermione thought that if she only wrote this much, the truly important knowledge would not be fully expressed, so she flipped through the expanded potions knowledge book and filled it four feet long, still

The kind with very small fonts.

Harry's persuasion didn't work, although Hermione also promised to be less serious about her homework next time.

But seriousness is Hermione's nature, and nothing can change it.

So again and again, Hermione came over like this.

Whenever Hermione was completing her heavy homework at the desk, Zhang Qiu would help Hermione relieve her stress. When Hermione frowned and thought hard, Zhang Qiu would squeeze her shoulders and press her temples.

Zhang Qiu's virtuous look and his distressed expression on Hermione were exactly the same as a mother seeing her daughter stay up late doing homework at midnight.

Harry even said with a smile that she would definitely be able to take good care of their daughter in the future.

Zhang Qiu was slightly shy.

Zhang Qiu was very surprised at first when she saw Hermione's schedule full of courses and even had two classes at the same time, but she didn't ask. When one day, the two of them were taking a bath together, Zhang Qiu noticed it.

The hourglass pendant hanging on Hermione's chest.

Zhang Qiu is also a knowledgeable person, and she recognized it as a time turner.

She was very curious and wanted to touch it.

"Ah..." Two exclamations sounded at the same time, as if the two of them had slipped.

Of course, the kind-hearted Harry couldn't remain indifferent. He cared about Hermione and Qiu Zhang very much, so he immediately apparated from the living room to the bathroom.

"Are you okay?" Harry asked sincerely.

The bathroom was so steamy that it was hard to see clearly when they were facing each other. However, in order to see whether they were injured, Harry immediately applied a magic to their eyes: Dragon Eyes.

It can see through all darkness, not to mention a small amount of water mist, even a beautiful girl's clothes... ahem... even a blindfold created by magic can be seen through.

"We're fine." Zhang Qiurou said weakly.

She looked up and saw that Harry's eyes were like the pupils of a dragon, glowing with golden light.

"Ah!" Zhang Qiu exclaimed.

He said shyly and anxiously: "Stop looking and get out quickly. Get out quickly."

Zhang Qiu shyly hid behind Hermione, hiding her smooth body.

Hermione was furious. She couldn't see Zhang Qiu being bullied by Harry. She opened her arms and wanted to protect Zhang Qiu. Suddenly she realized that she was facing Harry without any clothes on. She immediately folded her arms in front of her chest.

Turn sideways.

He said angrily: "Big pervert, get out of here."

Then he grabbed a bottle of shower gel and threw it towards Harry.

"Boom." The bottle hit Harry's forehead, but Harry didn't blink or move even a little.

After all, this pain is nothing compared to the injuries they may encounter.

What a qualified and reliable boyfriend.

In the end, Hermione suppressed her shame, dragged Harry, opened the bathroom door, and pushed him out.

Otherwise, he could definitely stand in the bathroom and watch the whole process of them taking a bath without moving, and he would also claim that he was protecting them and worried that they would fall again.

Harry is such a selfless person.

…

When Harry was pushed out.

There were whispers from two girls in the room.

"Zhang Qiu, why is your... so big? Harry couldn't even move his eyes just now."

Zhang Qiu said embarrassedly: "No way, maybe it's because I'm one year older than you."

Hermione said in disbelief: "You are only one year old, how can you be so much older? Is there any good way?"

Then the voice dropped so low that Harry couldn't hear it clearly. There was a gentle buzzing in his ears, and they used earplugs to listen to the spell.

Harry thought angrily: This spell is used to guard against villains, but he didn't expect that even a gentleman like me would have to guard against it.
Chapter completed!