Chapter 933 (1/2)

”Quidditch contact? Oh, don't mention it any more... ” Ginny got rid of the mud from her clothes in disgust.

”It's a nightmare,” said Ron with a straight face.

”Oh, come on,” said Hermione, looking at Ginny. ”I don't think it's enough...”

”No, it's like that,” Ginny said, somewhat ominously. ”It's unbelievable. In the end, Angelina was about to cry.”

”Are you going to cry?” Harry was a little surprised. ”What's the matter?”

”Oh, come on, don't mention it.” Ron said in frustration, then began to eat the food in front of him.

After dinner, Ron and Ginny went to the bath; van Lin and Hermione and Harry went back to the common room to do their homework.

This is almost a kind of experience that van Lin has never had before. He has not finished his homework in an hour after dinner

And Harry spent another half an hour making a star map of astronomy when Fred and George arrived.

”Ron and Ginny are not here?” Fred sat in a chair, looked around and asked. Seeing Hermione shaking her head, he said, ”great. We've been watching the practice. They'll be killed. They'll be a mess without us.”

”Don't say that. Ginny's not bad,” George said fairly, sitting down next to Fred. ”To be honest, I don't know how she's so good. We never let her play with us.”

”When she was six years old, when you were not paying attention, she ran to the broom room in the garden and took the broom out of the ground.” Hermione said behind a pile of crumbling ancient poetry books.

”Oh,” said George, looking a little moved, ”that explains.”

”Can Ron save the ball?” Fanlin asked, casting his eyes from the magic hieroglyphs and signs.

”If he thinks no one is looking at him, he can.” Fred rolled his eyes and said, ”it looks like we'll have to turn the audience around when the ghost flyer comes in on Saturday.”

He got up again, went uneasily to the window and looked at the dark clouds. ”Quidditch, you know, is the only thing worth staying in this place.”

Hermione gave him a stern look. ”You're going to have an exam soon!”

”I told you that we wouldn't make a fuss about n.w.t.s. ' Said Fred. ”The snake cutting box is ready. We already know how to remove those boils. We can do it with a few drops of repair liquid, Li taught us.”

George yawned and looked out of the window sullenly at the night sky. ”I don't know if I want to see this game. If Zacarias beats us, I'll probably kill myself.”

”More likely to kill him.” Fred said firmly.

”That's the Quidditch problem,” Hermione said absently, turning to the ancient poetry translator. ”It creates tension and uneasiness between the colleges.” She looked up for the spell sheet and found that Fred, George, and Harry all looked at her with an expression of disgust and suspicion.

”Oh, that's what it is!” She said impatiently, ”it's just a game, isn't it?”

”Hermione,” Harry shook his head, ”you're good at many things, but you don't know Quidditch at all.”