Hogwarts: Who hasn't collected a Horcrux?

As winter turned to spring, the fluttering snowflakes turned into soft rain.

Wood became more strict in Quidditch training, and the Weasley twins complained that he was becoming a training maniac.

But Harry stood by Wood.

Because if they won the next game against Hufflepuff, they would be able to beat Slytherin in the House Cup.

This would be the first time in seven years.

Of course, in addition to hoping for a win, Harry also found that when he was exhausted after training, he had fewer nightmares.

Later, during a particularly wet and muddy training session, Wood gave the team some bad news.

He had just lost his temper with the Weasley twins because they kept dive-bombing each other and pretending to fall off their broomsticks.

""Can you please stop fooling around!"

Wood shouted angrily,"This will definitely make us lose the game! This time Snape is the referee."

"He will definitely find every possible excuse to deduct points from the Gryffindor team!"

George Weasley really fell off his broom when he heard the news.

"Snape as referee?" He asked 06 while spitting mud from his mouth,"When has he ever been a referee for a Quidditch match?"

"If we have any chance of beating Slytherin, he will not judge fairly.

The other players also landed beside George, complaining

"This is not my fault. We can only ensure that we abide by the rules during the game, and Snape will have no excuse to find fault with us."

Although Wood said this, the helplessness and bitterness on his face were very obvious.

After all, Snape has been targeting Gryffindor for a long time, and everyone knows it.

This is very correct, Harry thought.

But he also had a reason, which was that he didn't want Snape to get close to him during the game...

After the training, the other team members were still dawdling and chatting, but Harry went straight to the Gryffindor common room.

He found William and Ron playing chess there, and Hermione was sitting next to William, helping him with strategies.

Maybe it's more appropriate to call it making trouble, after all, William's chess skills are far from Hermione's.

Even Ron lost more than he won when playing chess with William.

At this time, the situation on the chessboard was very unfavorable to him. Seeing Harry sitting next to him, Ron hurriedly said:

"Don't talk to me yet, I need to think about it seriously……"

But Hermione saw Harry's face and asked,"What's wrong with you? What happened? You look terrible."

Harry lowered his voice, not wanting others to hear.

"The referee of this Quidditch match is Snape, and I suspect he has bad intentions."

Hermione heard the news and immediately said to him,"Don't participate in the game."

"Just say you are sick." Ron also said

"Pretend to break your leg." Hermione suggested

"I really broke my leg." Ron said even more ruthlessly

"I can't do this. There is no substitute seeker in the team. If I withdraw, Gryffindor will not be able to play."

Harry rejected their proposal.

William guessed that it might be because of the accident that happened during Harry's last game that Snape suddenly wanted to be a referee this time.

He might think that as a referee, he can rescue Harry in time when he encounters an accident.

Although Snape targets Harry all day long, when Harry is in danger, he is more anxious than anyone else.

Thinking of this, William began to comfort Harry and the others:"You are too pessimistic. I don't think Snape will openly attack Harry in broad daylight and in full view of everyone."

Hearing what William said, Ron retorted excitedly:"But he did attack Harry last time!"

"Last time he was hiding in the dark. Never mind. If you are worried about Snape, I can go in for Harry. I think my flying skills should be no worse than Harry's."

William did not argue with Ron. The prejudice in people's hearts is not so easy to change.

Snape targeted Harry too many times. If someone said that Snape was protecting Harry, 98% of the people in Hogwarts would not believe it.

It was no surprise that Ron had this idea.

Ron clapped his hands excitedly for William's stepping forward:"Good idea, but you are not in the Gryffindor Quidditch team. Can you participate in the competition?"

"Do you want to go to Professor McGonagall and ask her to approve you to join the team?" Hermione also said. (To read exciting novels, go to Faloo Novel Network!)

Harry shook his head and said sincerely:"Thank you, William, but no thanks, I have to participate in the competition"

"If I quit, the Slytherins would think I was scared and didn't dare to face Snape, and they would be even more proud."

Hearing Harry say this, William smiled more sincerely.

"Well done, Harry, this is a brave Gryffindor, with the courage to face all difficulties.

Ron sighed. Although he understood Harry's decision, he was not optimistic about it.[]

"Harry, I wish you good luck then, and I hope we don't have to carry you off the field."

At this moment, Neville fell into the common room.

No one could guess how he got out of the portrait hole because his legs were stuck together.

William could see at a glance that he was under a leg-locking spell.

He must have hopped all the way up to the Gryffindor Tower like a rabbit.

Most people in the common room laughed, but William and Hermione didn't laugh.

William cast a counteracting spell on him, and Neville's legs suddenly spread apart.

He stood up, trembling all over, and

Hermione came forward to lead him over and sat with William and the others.

"What's going on?" Hermione asked

"Malfoy," Neville said in a trembling voice,"I ran into him outside the library and he said he'd been looking for someone to practice the spell on."

""Go find Professor McGonagall!" Hermione urged Neville,"Sue him!"

Neville shook his head.

"I don't want to cause any more trouble." He muttered vaguely.

Ron encouraged him,"You must face him bravely, Neville! He has always been domineering. There is no reason for us to give in to him and let him succeed easily."

"You don't have to tell me that I'm too timid and don't deserve to be in Gryffindor. Malfoy has already told me that."Neville said with a sob.

Harry reached into his robe pocket and took out a chocolate frog, the last one in the box that Hermione gave him at Christmas.

Harry handed it to Neville, who looked like he was about to cry.

Harry comforted him:"You are better than twelve Malfoys. The Sorting Hat chose you into Gryffindor, didn't it?"

"Where is Malfoy? In that nasty Slytherin."

Neville unwrapped the chocolate frog, his lips twitching into a weak smile.

"Thank you, Harry... I want to go to bed... Do you want some cards? You collect cards, don't you?"

Looking at Neville's expression, William knew that he had no confidence in himself. After all, there was still a big gap between his grades and Malfoy's.

"Neville, don't lose heart, I will teach you some very practical magic, and then it will be easy to deal with Malfoy."

William patted Neville on the shoulder and said with a smile.

Neville's eyes suddenly lit up, but soon dimmed.

"William, I'm too stupid. I'm afraid I can't learn the magic you teach me. Let's just forget it."

"Don't worry, I will definitely teach you."

Neville nodded with emotion when he heard William's words:"Well, I'll go back to the dormitory first."