Hogwarts: Break off the engagement at the beginning and marry Hermione at the back end

"Eat...... Eat...... Eat clean ......"

Braun listened to the small voice coming from afar, and couldn't help but pause.

"What's wrong, Braun?"

Daphne asked, confused.

Braun shook his head:

"It's nothing, I just ate it.

Let's hurry back. "

"Harry Potter?"

Sabini gestured to Harry Potter standing in the foyer.

"I guess I just came back from training.

It has nothing to do with us. Hurry up and go, I see Filch. "

Braun whispered.

Sabini said he wasn't afraid of Filch anymore.

But in fact, the fear of Filch in my heart has not diminished in the slightest.

As soon as I heard this, I didn't look at the excitement, and hurriedly walked down.

"Sir, have you seen anyone?"

Harry glanced at Braun suspiciously.

Only after discovering nothing did he withdraw his gaze.

"There's nothing Harry, you 01 give me a judge. Should I be able to join the Guillotine Hunter Club?"

"Yes, it should be. "

Nick was pleased with Harry Potter's recognition, and continued;

"That's right, most people will approve of it, how can I not be considered a severed head?

Anyone who is cut off by a forty-pound axe more than a dozen times is considered to be decapitated, and as for the skin and tendons that are connected, don't I want to make the executioner happy?

Of course not, I've suffered a lot, but they're just not so clean......"

Listening to the chattering Nick, Harry was ready to take his leave.

He was very cold now, and it was raining heavily.

But it still didn't affect their training.

Forced by captain Wood, they played in the pouring rain.

The feeling of rain sliding down the collar and into your skin is really unpleasant.

But what's the solution?

Slytherin received seven Halos 2001 under Malfoy's patronage, and according to Fred, who inquired about them, the broomsticks were as fast as a gust of wind.

Whoosh and then disappeared.

And most of the things their team uses are ordinary sweep series.

The only broom that was faster was Harry's Halo 2000.

So in order to win, Wood had to hope for a frenzied training in the hope of beating Slytherin.

"Meow ......"

A scrawny cat with a piercing gaze approached.

His eyes were fixed on Harry's robes, which kept dripping muddy water on the ground.

"Harry, I think it's time for you to go!

Filch was in a bad mood today, and in the afternoon someone threw fireworks into his office.

This made him so angry that he hung up the little wizards.

If Professor McGonagall hadn't arrived in time, I'm sure Filch would have whipped them hard.

And you've got muddy water on the ground again, run and don't get caught by Filch. "

Harry's heart sank as he listened.

As soon as I wanted to run, I saw the corner.

Filch walked over.

Compared to last semester.

Filch's level of dressing has improved significantly.

The bitter gourd face, which was originally unchanged, is now always happy with a smile.

Of course, at this moment, he was angry and turned into a bitter gourd face again.

"Harry Potter! I just finished cleaning the floor this afternoon.

Why did you get that dirty again?"

"Sir...... I ......"

Harry was lucky enough to explain.

But before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted:

"I don't want to listen to your explanations!(Read violent novels, just go to Feilu Novel Network!)

Throwing fireworks at my office and muddy water on the floor.

Come with me to the office! I'm going to teach you an impressive lesson!"

As he spoke, he grabbed Harry by the collar and dragged him to the office, despite his resistance.

From time to time, he didn't forget to wave his wand ostentatiously to clean up the muddy water on the ground.

"I'm going to have to propose to the Headmaster that he resume corporal punishment of unruly little wizards![]

No, I'm going to tell the Ministry of Magic to put pressure on Hogwarts. "

Filch muttered as he pulled out a form.

He stared at Harry maliciously and then wrote:

"Harry Potter!Deliberately soiling the hallway, penalty ......"

"Boom!"

Upstairs I don't know what fell to the ground.

There was a muffled noise, so loud that dust was constantly falling on the roof of the office, and Filch was coughing.

"Ahem! Pippi Turtle! That stupid guy is getting me in trouble again!

I'm going to teach it a good lesson this time!

And you!

Honestly, I'll be waiting here if I find you running away when I come back, and I'll give you a good look. "

As he spoke, he angrily took his wand and ran upstairs.

Harry sighed as he stood in Filch's office.

I knew he wouldn't have gossiped with Nick.

Wouldn't there be so much to do when you get back to the lounge early?

Bored, he looked around the office and saw an envelope on the desk without commenting.

Out of curiosity, Harry leaned over to take a look.

"To Mr. Filch, Vice President of the Squib Federation.

Mr. Filch, I'm a squib. I feel like my people are going to be ruined, and I want to be able to......

Your friend Adispara."

"Squib Federation? Filch is still a vice president, but isn't he able to use magic?"

Harry thought to himself, a little confused.

"Harry, what are you doing?"

710 Filch walked in angrily, just in time to catch Harry, who was still reading the letter.

"Peeking at my letters, who gave you the guts?"

Filch snatched the letter and stuffed it into a drawer.

"Say, what do you see?"

Harry was also a little angry at the moment, and the dissatisfaction of playing in the rainstorm and the anger of being reprimanded at the moment surged together:

"I see you're the vice president of the Squib Federation! You deceived those Squibs! You know how to do magic!"

Filch's face sank instantly, but then a nervous smile appeared:

"yes, I know magic. But I used to be a pathetic squib!

I really envy you people, what can you be born with magical abilities without doing anything. "

Harry was a little frightened by Filch, and stammered:

"You, you're lying! Squibs can't get magic!"

"Yes, but you're talking about the old calendar! Now times have changed! Okay, it's time for us to talk about your punishment!

You, Mr. Harry Potter, were punished for sweeping the floor on the first floor of the castle for a week.

There's also peeking at letters to punish you for cleaning the infirmary's night pot.

I think those night pots that have been saved up for a summer vacation must be in desperate need of a little wizard like you to clean them. "。