Hogwarts Shippuden

Chapter 139: Quarrel on the Quidditch pitch

In the days that followed, Lockhart was absent from Hogwarts, and Kyle felt that his life was very comfortable.

But the life of the savior Harry was not very good.

Although there was less Lockhart to harass him, there was still a paparazzi, Colin Creevey, who followed him.

He seemed to memorize Harry's class schedule, and after each get out of class, Kyle could see him blocking Harry at the door of the classroom.

Colin has a good point. Wherever the world goes, as long as Harry is there, he can run faster than Western reporters.

But the questions that come and go are nothing more than—

"Harry, can I take a picture of you?"

"Harry, can I take a picture with you?"

"Harry, can you sign my name for me?"

It was finally the weekend, and Harry was thinking of a clean holiday.

Since he doesn't have classes on weekends, he won't be blocked by the paparazzi Colin outside the classroom.

But unexpectedly, before dawn, the captain of their Quidditch team, Oliver Wood, dragged him out of the bed, saying that he was going to practice Quidditch.

Harry was completely numb.

Just as the Gryffindor Quidditch players yawned and gathered in the Quidditch pitch locker room, listening to Woodrowy explaining their Quidditch tactics for the new term, the other side of the ban forest edge.

"Hurry up, hurry up, hurry up!" Hannah's little loli urged impatiently.

After the truancy in the history of magic a long time ago, Kyle agreed to take her to ride Buckbeak.

But Kyle, the ace pigeon, cooed and cooed, never delivering.

In fact, Kyle has long since forgotten what he said.

Because at that time he was just looking for a reason to fool Hannah not to hold on to his skipping class.

It wasn't until today that Hannah blocked him in the auditorium and told him about it that Kyle remembered...

No, even if Hannah said it, Kyle couldn't remember when he told Hannah about Buckbeak.

Standing on the edge of the forbidden forest, Kyle put **** in his mouth and let out a loud whistle.

Since Hagrid introduced Buckbeak to Kyle, Kyle has been coming to the Forbidden Forest to hunt eagles.

After getting along for a long time, the relationship between one person and one eagle has become very good.

Now as long as Kyle stands on the edge of the forbidden forest and whistles, Buckbeak will rush over when he hears the sound.

Soon, the sound of Xixi Susuo came from the bushes in front of the two, and a tall horse appeared in front of the two.

"Long time no see, Buckbeak."

Kyle opened his arms to the hippogriff in front of him.

Buckbeak snorted and ran forward to face Kyle in small steps.

The huge force forced Kyle to take a few steps back.

Hannah watched the interaction between one person and one eagle from the side, and the expression on her face was nervous with a strong expectation.

She'll be able to ride a hippogriff later, and she daresay that most of the students at Hogwarts have never had such an adventure.

Be sure to brag to Hermione when you go back.

Kyle took out a piece of meat from the small bag in his hand and shook it in front of Buckbeak. Buckbeak's eyes lit up, and he gently took the meat from Kyle's hand and bit it happily. stand up.

A few minutes later, a loud eagle chirp sounded in the forbidden forest.

Buckbeak jerked his front paws up, spread his broad wings, and carried Hannah into the sky.

Kyle did not follow, but made several fingerprints on his hands.

"The art of psychic!"

boom!

A six-winged bird with golden feathers was summoned by him.

In just nearly two months, Lan's body has grown to the point where it is nearly two meters wide with its wings open.

The feathers on the body are also gradually plump, and the shape begins to approach the image of the Thunderbird who will wear a thunder coat in the future.

Perhaps in the near future, with the help of Lan, Kyle will be able to perform a ninjutsu he has longed for.

Forbidden! Lei Dun · Kirin!

"Go play by yourself." Kyle patted Lan's big head.

Lan responded with an excited cry, and fluttered her wings and rushed to the sky.

It was a long time before Buckbeak returned with Hannah.

Lan also flew back, and consciously got back into Kyle's suitcase.

Hannah still looked a little unfinished when she jumped off Buckbeak's back, flushed with excitement that made her already ruddy face flush even more.

From the look of her, it was obvious that she was extremely happy with this flight experience.

"Can I continue to come and play with Buckbeak in the future?" The little girl looked at Buckbeak with hope in her eyes.

"Of course no problem. You and Buckbeak are already friends, but next time you want to visit him, you'd better let me bring you here, or go to Hagrid to bring you here."

Kyle spread his hands, "After all, the danger level of hippogriffs is not low."

Hearing Kyle's words, Buckbeak arched Kyle with his head in dissatisfaction, pushing him to a stagger.

Hannah's eyes curled into crescents.

Kyle viciously rubbed Buckbeak's head twice before turning to look at Hannah.

"Let's go, go back."

...

On the way back to the castle, Kyle looked at the direction of the Quidditch pitch from a distance.

He remembered seeing Gryffindor's Quidditch team fully armed to the Quidditch pitch this morning when he was exercising.

They went to practice, but why is there not a single broomstick figure over the field now?

Kyle curiously cast a hawk-eye technique on himself, only to see a large crowd of people on the Quidditch pitch gathering noisily.

Judging from the color of the ties on the two sides, it seems that the Lion House and the Snake House are fighting.

"Go! Let's go and see the fun! Gryffindor and Slytherin are fighting!"

Kyle led Hannah to the Quidditch pitch in the distance.

When he took Hannah out of the crowd and came to the front of the crowd, he heard this sentence:

"At least not a single member of the Gryffindor team has to pay to be on the team!"

It was Ron's voice.

Ron was standing beside his two batter brothers at this time, staring at the brand new Nimbus 2001 broom in Malfoy's hand, and said with a lemony tone.

Looking at Nimbus 2001's Slytherin, Kyle can probably guess what happened.

It's nothing more than Malfoy's embarrassment in order to be closer to his dream... No, it's a good friend.

Malfoy paid a lot of money to sponsor Slytherin's Quidditch team in order to have some physical collisions with his good friend Harry on the Quidditch pitch, letting him become Slytherin without selection. A member of the Laitlin Quidditch team.

It was impossible to guess which position Malfoy played.

Hearing Ron's words, Malfoy's face darkened with pride and his eyes narrowed dangerously.

"What did you say!? You lowly pure-blood traitor!"

Hearing Malfoy's words, Ron immediately drew his badly damaged wand and aimed it at Malfoy viciously.

Before Malfoy could react, Ron cast a curse on him.

"Eat slugs!"

A huge explosion resounded throughout the stadium.

A green light shot from the back of Ron's wand and hit Ron in the stomach, knocking him to the ground.

"Ron, are you all right?" Harry hurriedly stepped forward to support his good friend.

Ron didn't answer, but his face slowly turned blue and purple, and finally he couldn't hold back—

"vomit!"

He spat out a few sticky slugs.

Good guy, Slug Fairy!

Kyle, who was onlookers in the front row, muttered inwardly.

The Slytherin team members were all laughing, and Malfoy laughed especially wildly, but the next second he was tragic.

You know, Ron is now following Hagrid's physique.

Ron resisted the discomfort in his esophagus and got up from the ground~www.NovelMTL.com~ rushing towards Malfoy is a Hogwarts whirlwind!

Snapped!

Ron's instep slashed hard into Malfoy's pale face.

Malfoy immediately flew out sideways, one side of his cheek bulging high.

Lying on the ground, he clutched his cheek in disbelief, "You dare to hit me? My dad never hit me!"

He rolled up his sleeves and pulled out his wand and wanted to fight Ron, and the rest of the Slytherin team gathered around, after all, Ron had just beat up their gold daddy.

The little **** stood up and blocked the menacing Slytherin.

Looking at the situation in front of him, Kyle knew that he could no longer watch the show, and took a few steps forward to protect the little **** behind him.

He looked contemptuously at the large group of people in front of him, cracking the knuckles in his hands.

"What? Do you want to bully the less with more?"

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