Everyday Players at Hogwarts.

Chapter 500 Muscle Neville
When a man is being affectionate with your daughter in front of you all day long.

What would you do?
Mrs. Weasley had a say in that - and of course she gladly accepted it!
This is also the most painful point for Harry.

I bullied your daughter!
Why don't you stop it?
And Bill?

Are you blind?

Most importantly, Ginny.

You are very proud, aren't you? Why are you different when facing me?

Sometimes Harry even wondered whether he was bullying Ginny or Ginny was bullying him.

Because when he woke up, there were traces of Ginny touching him.

And today, in a public place, Flourish and Blotts. Most of the Hogwarts students come to Diagon Alley to buy books.

Ginny and the others were so disrespectful to him.

If you don't know him, you might think he was a hooligan who molested a decent woman and was then pulled away and punished!
Fortunately, there were no acquaintances there, otherwise his fame would have been ruined.

"Harry, what are you talking about?" A thick hand as big as a palm fan patted Harry's back.

"Hagrid, you--" Harry just turned his head and the smile on his face froze.

Judging from the palm as big as a palm fan and the fact that he was an acquaintance among the wizards, this must be Hagrid.

But what caught his eye was a small round face that was much shorter than Hagrid - Neville.

He is a completely different person now compared to last semester.

Beneath the pretty little round face is a tall and sturdy body with thick limbs and tangled muscles.

It looks extremely inconsistent.

He looked like those weird wizards in his dreams, with strong build, handsome features, who called themselves dragons and had magical powers higher than the sky.

"Are you Neville?" Ron muttered as if he had just woken up from a dream.

De Laco was stunned and couldn't say a word.

Ginny hid behind Harry in fear without realizing it, and secretly looked at Neville with one eye.

"You were shocked, weren't you?"

"I've long been used to it."

"My grandmother said that I look very manly and am worthy of being the descendant of a hero."

"Look, today my grandma actually dared to let me come shopping alone." Neville was not angry at all.

Instead, he looked proud and puffed out his broad and strong chest.

"You were like Dudley from Hufflepuff. You were cursed by some weird and vicious curse and then turned it into a blessing in disguise?" Ron asked quickly after he came to his senses.

He also wanted to have a strong body, but only half of Neville's current body would be enough.

"Ron!" Harry, Ginny and Draco all shouted in unison.

"it does not matter."

"As Ron's roommate, I'm used to his outspokenness."

"Besides, I haven't thanked you in person yet."

"Your gifts are very useful." Neville waved his hand nonchalantly, causing an exaggerated whirring sound in the air.

Ron couldn't help swallowing.

He couldn't help thinking, if Neville's giant palm as big as a palm fan hit him, what would happen to his life?

"Don't say that. You know, we all remembered your birthday wrong." Harry stepped forward and spoke on behalf of the others.

Apart from Harry and Ron, Draco, Ginny and Neville were not very familiar with each other.

Ron just spoke without restraint, so this might be more appropriate for him to say.

"This is all my own problem."

“I never tell anyone my birthday.”

"I only mentioned it to you, Harry."

"It's normal for you to remember wrongly."

Neville immediately looked at Ron again, "Also, I'm not under any curse. This is all the result of my training."

Neville proudly showed off his biceps and talked endlessly about how much work it took to build such strong muscles.

But when you show something and your friends aren't too interested in it, no matter how proud you are, you'll end it quickly.

Neville is the same now.

Neville quickly changed the subject when he didn't get a sincere response from Harry and the others.

"By the way, have you bought all your textbooks?"

"The textbooks for our Care of Magical Creatures class this year are excellent training tools." Neville held the Monster Book of Monsters in one hand and stopped it from opening and closing with the strength of one hand.

"It's very interesting, isn't it?" Seeing that Harry and the others didn't respond, Neville added.

"Sir, can you help me?"

"If you can help me deal with these little monsters, I can give your friend a free meal." The ragged bookstore manager ran over with tears in his eyes.

His body was covered with bruises and purples. It seemed that a lot of people bought "The Monster Book of Monsters" today.

So much so that he looked like this even with thick gloves and a thick cane.

"I can."

"As for the free meal—" Neville looked at Harry and the others.

Ron was about to agree when Ginny pulled his sleeve to show her objection.

Harry and Draco naturally said no.

"No need for a free meal, I'm a student of Hogwarts."

"It's my duty to help my classmates get the books as soon as possible." Neville looked at the bookstore manager and said.

The bookstore manager bowed repeatedly and seemed to be choking up.

"Then I'll leave first." So in the eyes of Harry and the others.

Neville rolled up his sleeves and walked towards the big iron cage filled with books that looked like a gladiatorial arena.

The green books that seem ferocious to ordinary people are actually one in each of Neville's hands.

He waved his hands gently, hammered his fist lightly, and put his hands together. These slight movements seemed to be earth-shattering.

One by one, the green books, like the most ferocious hounds, fell down and drooped on the floor.

"If there was a knight duel in this competition, Neville and Dudley would definitely be invincible." Ron sighed.

Ginny cleared her throat.

Ron glanced at Harry and suddenly realized, "I almost forgot! Harry, you are not ordinary either. If you go up--" Ron patted his head regretfully.

Harry's appearance was too deceptive. Anyone who saw Harry would not know how much strength was hidden under his thin body.

"No, I just have better reaction than ordinary people."

"In terms of strength, I still can't compare to Neville."

"Besides, Dudley's strength isn't his strength."

"What's strong is his gravity magic."

"Purely physical attacks cannot shake him," Harry explained.

"No, you are too modest. Harry Potter!"

"I have purchased smoke bottles."

"When facing several Bludgers flying towards you and you can't dodge them directly, you can even use your body to knock them away."

"And that Dudley, I've never seen such a great goalkeeper."

"It is said that you are still relatives."

"This is unbelievable." A strange voice came from behind Harry.

Judging from his accent, he seems to be a foreigner.

Harry was just about to turn his head to see who was speaking and whether he knew him.

"K-rum! Viktor Krum!"

But from Ron's trembling voice, he knew the information of the visitor.

(End of this chapter)