Everyday Players at Hogwarts.

Chapter 561 Heartbroken Harry

Just as the students' discussion was getting more and more off topic.

When it was first occupied by Professor Riddle's flesh fans.

Dumbledore stood up and said quiet.

Then, the headmaster of Castrobuse, with his almond-eyed eyes, stood up.

"Hello.

My name is Nyfinch Vukanova.

The principal of Castrobusa.

I think you all have guessed what our school is responsible for - group potions.

But I'm not a professor of group potions.

Before I ask Professor Pollachi to speak, I would like to mention that the magic of concealing the school's address was first invented by our school!"

There was applause of support from Castrobusche's table.

At the Gryffindor table, the Weasley twins led the booing.

The old man who looked like Dumbledore stood up.

He glanced sternly at the students behind him.

So the bright green ocean that had just been dancing because of the applause turned into a pool of stagnant water.

"Fred! George!" Professor McGonagall upstairs couldn't sit still anymore.

Then, silence returned to the auditorium.

After a moment, the black version of Dumbledore said: "Our headmaster just made an obvious mistake.

There is no consensus on who first invented the magic of concealing the school's address.

All I can say is that both are possible.

My name is Custer Pollach.

I think you might be familiar with another Pollachi.

He is my grandson.

He is also the author of "Advanced Potion Making" and "Asian Anti-Poison Encyclopedia" which you will use in fifth grade.

I think you have guessed it.

Group potion is the third event, the examination content of the group competition.

It will start in April next year.

The content is the same as the previous two exams.

Group Potions will also be taught every following Saturday.

in the auditorium after 7 p.m.

I will be the professor of group potions, you can call me Professor Pollach." Then, the black version of Dumbledore sat down.

The real Dumbledore stood up again.

He opened his hands and smiled, "Now I can finally say - eat!
Everyone eat and drink as much as they can, just like at home!"

He sat down, and Harry noticed that Grindelwald immediately leaned over to engage him in conversation.

The plates in front of them were piled high with food as usual.

The house-elves in the kitchen seemed to be doing their best.

Harry had never seen such a rich variety of dishes, and there was a great variety of them before them, some of which were definitely foreign in style.

The ghosts who had been sitting upright in the air and had not spoken a word just now quickly raised their knives and forks and ran towards the food.

"What's that?" Ron asked quickly, pointing to a large plate of something next to a large steak and kidney pudding. It looked like a seafood chowder.

He seemed ready to vent his grief and indignation on his appetite.

"Brilloux," said Harry.

"What a mess," said Ron.

He was still a little angry about Krum.

He didn't want to be ruined by bad food.

So you have to ask clearly.

"It's French food," said Harry, "Kreacher made it for me when I was at Sirius's.

It tastes delicious.”

"I'll believe you. But why haven't I seen it at Sirius's house?" Ron said, serving himself some black pudding.

"you forgot?

Kreacher has been to your house.

The house-elf's instinct made him reluctantly note your preferences. "Harry said as he served Ginny some fried scallops with foie gras. "I was wondering why everything I ate at Sirius's was what I liked.

Well, that's not bad." Ron took a sip of his soup.

Somehow, the auditorium seemed more crowded than usual, even though there were only less than twenty more students and three long tables.

Perhaps it was because their different colored uniforms stood out against the black robes of Hogwarts.

The Durmstrang students took off their fur cloaks, revealing the blood-red robes underneath.

It is particularly obvious when combined with the blue of Beauxbatons and the bright green of Castellobushe.

"It's her!" Ron suddenly put down his knife and fork, as if he was about to faint.

Harry looked in the direction Ron pointed.

That was the Beauxbatons girl who used her eyes to stop other students from clapping when Maxime said something wrong.

She turned out to be the French girl from Flourish and Blotts!

She finally took off her scarf!
A long waterfall of silver hair fell to her waist.

She has a pair of big blue eyes and a set of neat white teeth.

She was tall and slender, and the light from the candles seemed to shine on her body.
"Ouch!" A pain came from the waist.

Harry finally came to his senses.

He looked down and saw it was Ginny!
He quickly hugged Ginny and said, "It was all Ron, he just showed it to me.

And you should also know that the lady has Veela blood.

Mr. Weasley once said that."

"She's coming." Ron forced these words out of his throat.

Harry quickly turned his head and put Ginny out of his mind again.

It was strange, considering Ginny was in his arms right then.

But Harry felt empty.

Because that Beauxbatons girl is coming over!

As the girl walked through the hall, many of the boys turned their heads to look at her, and several of them seemed to become speechless for a moment, just like Ron.

But to Harry's greater surprise she was walking towards them.

Could it be that as a student of Beauxbatons, he wanted to get back at Ravenclaw?

Just as Harry was thinking of a hundred ways for him to stand up for Ravenclaw and pretend to be defeated and have physical contact with the girl.

A voice said, "Excuse me, may I sit here?"

is her!

Harry turned his head quickly.

She was actually talking to Ron.

"How could it be!" A huge wave of emotion rose in Harry's heart.

Only then did he discover something.

To his right, next to Ginny, there was an empty seat.

And next to Ron on his left, Ryan had been sitting there, looking him up and down in embarrassment.

And this Beauxbatons girl was talking to Ron just to sit with him?
Harry's heart was broken.

He subconsciously looked between Luna and Hermione again.

There was another Ryan there.

When Ryan noticed his gaze, he actually toasted him with a glass of pumpkin juice.

It’s heartbreaking to kill someone!

As for Ron who was talking to the girl.

After the girl finished speaking, he left his seat with a red face.

Obediently he took his plate and knife and fork to the empty seat next to Ginny.

Then everything around me changed.

The eyes of those boys who had been staring at the girl changed from obsession to clarity.

Ron also acted as if he had been sitting next to Ginny.

Only he can see everything on his left.

Ryan and the girl were talking happily, whispering intimately from time to time.

But Harry couldn't hear anything at all, he could only see.

(End of this chapter)