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

The light dispelled the gloom on the playground.

The Dementors who were already desperately running away from the playground.

It flew out like a ball that had been kicked off.

Disappear into the playground.

And in the highest stand of the playground, I don't know when an old man with white hair appeared.

That man was none other than Dumbledore.

It's just that unlike the kindness of the past, Dumbledore's eyes are angry at this moment.

Furious, he walked over to Harry's side.

Then the wand swung and floated Harry, who had fallen in the mud and didn't know if he was alive or dead.

Striding towards the school hospital.

"Braun, you're so handsome!"

Sabini didn't know when he ran to Braun's side, and was shouting excitedly.

"Alright, don't hold me off. Thanks to the headmaster, I wouldn't have been able to handle it otherwise. "

Braun waved his patronus away.

"That's strong, too! I'm sure there must be quite a few little witches who are fascinated by you!"

Sabini whispered to Braun to look into the stands, occasionally frowning and making a funny look.

Braun, on the other hand, rolled his eyes and ignored him.

"What's wrong with me?"

On the hospital bed, Harry opened his eyes a little weakly, looking at the somewhat unfamiliar ceiling and looking a little distracted.

But he soon recognized where it was.

This is the infirmary.

Basically, every year he came to stay for a few days.

"Harry, you're awake!"

Some surprises made Harry turn his head.

The man was Fred.

The older brother of his good friend Ron, he is also a Seeker for the Gryffindor Quidditch team.

Look around you with your teammates.

It also made Harry's memory clear.

He remembered as if he had seen a Dementor, and a woman's voice began to echo in his ears.

"Mom, that's my mom?"

Harry thought to himself, a little confused.

"How are you feeling? Harry, Harry, are you okay?"

Seeing that Harry didn't speak, Fred asked again with some anxiety.

"Huh, what happened, did we win?"

Harry asked, looking a little weak.

He seemed to remember that he had caught the Golden Snitch at the last minute.

But at the moment, it seems a little uncertain.

Speaking of the game, Fred couldn't help but get excited again.

"We won Harry! We won! You caught the Golden Snitch at the last minute!"

Harry turned his head to look at the others, all of whom nodded.

This made Harry, who was still worried about the game, breathe a sigh of relief.

"Thanks to you Harry, otherwise we'd have to pray for Hufflepuff to lose two hundred points!"

Wooder said with excitement.

"Nothing Wood, what happened after I fainted?

All I remember is that I saw the Dementors and I couldn't remember anything. "

"It's Braun!"

Hermione leaned in.

He summoned a silver creature, and the giant toad flew into the group of Dementors to chase them away. "

Ron also squeezed in:

"And Dumbledore, he's so angry that he takes you to the infirmary by floating you. I've never seen him so angry. "

Harry nodded, looking a little absent-minded.

All he could think about was the screams that came to his ears at the sight of the Dementors.

"Harry?"

Seeing that Hermione and the others were all looking at him worriedly, Harry had no choice but to pretend to be relaxed and change the subject.

"By the way, my light wheel, which of you helped me get it?"

Everyone, you look at me, I look at you. (If you read a violent novel, go to Feilu Novel Network!)

In the end, it was Wood who stepped forward apologetically:

"I'm sorry, Harry. "

"What's wrong?"

Apparently Harry didn't understand what Wood meant.

"Whew—that's right. You also know that it was very windy today...... Then your broom will be blown away by the wind. "[]

Harry had some bad premonitions:

"And then?"

Wood looked a little dull and handed over the bag in his hand.

"This is my broom?"

Looking at the stump in the bag, Harry felt his heart be tugged at hard.

It's not that I'm worried about the price, for Harry, who inherited the huge fortune of the Potter family, a broomstick is not very expensive for him.

He even thought he could get a new one right now.

What matters is what this broom means to him.

This broomstick was given to him by Professor McGonagall when he joined the Quidditch team, as recognition and anticipation for him.

I didn't expect this broom to be broken now.

Harry took a deep breath and closed his pocket.

Wood saw what Harry was trying to ask.

Explains:

"After you fell, the broom was blown by the wind to the beating willow.

You also know that beating willow...... It's very grumpy. "

Of course, Harry knew about the beating willow, and he had been blown under the beating willow for his homework last semester.

In the end, not only did he not get his arm for homework, but he was also beaten and pumped hot.

It took several days for the swelling to go down.

Wood continues:

"I'm in a worse mood after being hit, and if it weren't for Professor Flitwick, I probably wouldn't have been able to salvage this fragment of 920. "

Harry was silent as he listened.

But he also knew about it, and it had nothing to do with Wood.

No one thought they would fall off a broomstick.

And the thought of falling off the broom, he couldn't help but hate himself even more.

Others were frightened at best when they saw the Dementors.

And only he faints whenever he gets close to them.

No one else has heard the voice of a dead parent like I did.

Even when he woke up at the moment, he still did not forget Voldemort's unbridled laughter and his mother's bitter pleas when he was unconscious.

"Please, spare Harry!"

"Kill me, kill me. Don't hurt my son!"

"Fuck off, you stupid woman......"

Madam Pomfrey walked into the room with some dissatisfaction:

"Alright, let's go!

Wood and the others had no choice but to wave their hands to Harry.

Under Madam Pomfrey's gaze, he reluctantly left.

"A pile of muddy water...... Why can't you clean it up?"

Madam Pomfrey grumbled as she waved her wand to clean the ground of muddy water.

"Okay kid, rest. And that pile of garbage, I'll help you ...... by the way."