I swung a sword at Hogwarts

This magizoologist has a persistent interest in studying the Scimitar-horned Snorklein and often brings his grandson to observe the growing Scimitar-horned Snorklein.

After a while, Newt fell in love with Luna, this elf-like girl.

Even my grandson, who didn't like running around much, started to like walking around.

Xenophilius invited Newt to participate in a new science program. Sometimes you can see elderly people sitting in boats on wild lakes to introduce Kaba.

According to Newt's guess, this Scimitar-Horned Snorkeller could at least grow to the size of an Erumpentor.

This forced Luna to think about how to prevent Mr. Crooked Horn from being unable to enter the house due to his large size.

She often wrote letters to Ginny who was training with the team, sharing her troubles with her best friend.

Ginny also had some troubles and wanted to move out of the Burrow.

She has grown into a big girl, and her mind has become independent and sensitive.

She felt uncomfortable living with her family.

It just so happened that Luna also wanted to move out. She considered that Mr. Crooked Horn would grow bigger than a rhino, so she wanted to build a bigger house.

The two hit it off and decided to live together.

As for the land issue, there is no need to worry at all.

In the magical kingdom, the land is as vast as a country full of kangaroos.

And a new profession has emerged.

Treasure hunter.

Some lands may contain rare ores or treasure chests from shipwrecks that will be sucked in together.

A wizard dug up a large piece of gold under the land of his home, which made him a fortune.

Luna had a clever idea that maybe when they built the house, they could dig up something valuable from the ground.

Although when Ginny saw the things Luna moved in, those amulets and oak shields that seemed to be free of charge, she felt that Luna might not be short of money.

Luna even brought the ceiling of her room with her.

It had her name and her friends' names on it, with the word "Friends" in capital letters engraved on it and circled in it.

On the day of moving, Xenophilius cried bitterly because he couldn't bear to leave his daughter.

The Crooked-Horned Snorkeller twisted its butt, with a dozen bags hanging on its horns and a lot of boxes on its back, like a small mobile house.

The two girls living together made their two fathers very worried.

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Chapter 832 Congratulations to Malfoy for missing the finals

"This is the site of the top wizard league competition. I am your old friend, Ernie McMillan."

"Today is a historic day, with the Appleby Arrows facing off against the Ballycastle Bats. The East Quidditch Pitch in the Wizarding City is bustling with activity and all the seats are full."

"But for me, what is even more gratifying is that Puddlemere United lost to Appleby Arrows by ten points in the semi-finals and missed the final."

"At least we don't have to see that annoying platinum-headed guy walking around the field and showing off with his golden belt. I feel happy just thinking about it, hehe."

"Oh, sorry, I need to hold back for a second."

McMillan saw the platinum-haired man in the audience clenching his wand, and he quickly lowered his voice.

As usual, McMillan is becoming more and more adept at his job as a commentator.

The wizard likes his unconventional commentary style. Today's guest is the former Seeker of the Holyhead Harpies.

The Holyhead Harpies are a special Quidditch team, they are a pure witch Quidditch team.

Although it ranked fifth in this year's Top Wizard League, it still retained its qualification for the Top Wizard League.

"Okay, let's start the game. We all know that this year's Appleby Arrows team has introduced a new batsman, and the style of play has also changed a bit. They no longer use the decapitation tactic, but have started to widen the score."

"But we still cannot underestimate the threat that last year's Best Seeker can pose."

McMillan was doing his analysis and the game officially began.

Malfoy was furious. During the time he was away, Puddlemere United had not been able to earn many points, which led to their failure to make it to the end due to the difference in the total points.

This made him very angry. Little Handing Puddlemere didn't dare to provoke the prince, so he could only let his team members bear the targeting from Malfoy.

Malfoy was the only one who came to watch today because all of his teammates were unable to get out of bed.

The super-intensified training made even the coach of Puddlemere United dare not show up.

Even the dog has to be trained when it comes over.

As the saying goes, the worse your mood, the more things you see that you dislike.

A voice came from next to Malfoy's seat in the audience.

"Great, we caught up."

"Look, it's Ruth, the famous Seeker of the Holyhead Harpies."

"I really wish Hermione could come too."

A familiar voice sounded, Malfoy's mouth curled up, and the young master returned to his position.

He looked sideways, his eyes showing a fan-shaped pattern of three parts ridicule, six parts indifference, and one part indifference.

"Yo - isn't that Potter?"

At that moment, Harry almost thought he had met Snape.

Ron, who came with him, also got goosebumps.

The two men saw Malfoy, what a narrow road for enemies to cross.

The three men met, full of hostility. Malfoy sneered, "Why, I thought you couldn't afford the tickets."

"Would you like me to give you my autograph?"

"Shut up, Malfoy," Harry said, frowning, "We don't want the third place signature."

"Right," Ron retorted, revealing his Appleby Arrows uniform. "We support the Appleby Arrows. You must be familiar with them, right?"

Malfoy's face darkened when he heard about the team that had defeated him twice in a row.

If they hadn't been in the audience, the three of them might have started fighting by pulling each other's clothes.

The game was exciting, but unfortunately all three players were focusing on each other.

Malfoy can attract everyone's hatred, but he can never get rid of his attraction to Harry.

One of them is an Auror and the other is a future Quidditch star.

But they were just like they were still in Hogwarts, counting the number of times they had beaten each other.

McMillan's passionate voice on the microphone and the indifferent response from Ms. Ruth beside him.

This game is a long battle.

From day to night, under the stars, the Golden Snitch becomes more difficult to see.

The lights on the Quidditch field were lit, and after a long battle, the Appleby Arrows defended their winning streak in the second half of the night.

Take off the Golden Snitch.

competition is over.

Malfoy left with a dark face, and his teammates must have suffered again.

Harry saw the sky getting dark and didn't plan to leave.

I might as well stay here for one night.

The only pity is that Ginny has moved out.

Harry was still unsure whether Ginny had agreed to be with him.

Holding the beef burrito sent by the owl, Ron opened his portion and cursed, "Damn it, the owl stole my takeaway."

Some greedy owls would eat the takeaway food that was delivered to them, and unfortunately, Ron, the unlucky guy, encountered this.

There weren't any bad reviews for the wizard's takeaway, so Ron could only blame himself for his bad luck.

The Weasley family had long treated Harry as their own son and had no intention of being shy, allowing Harry and Ron to live together.

The two of them lay on two beds in the same room as if they were back in Hogwarts.

From the windows of the Burrow you can see the Wizarding City, with the magic tower glowing faintly in the night.

Harry's bed was close to the window, so he could see the lonely magic tower when he lay down.

"When did you say we became strangers to John?" Harry spoke suddenly.

Ron, who had already closed his eyes, thought for a moment and said, "Probably third grade."

"We were good friends in second grade. We even broke into the nest of the Acromantula together at that time."

Harry looked out at the Wizarding Tower. He said, "Hermione had a crush on John, didn't she?"

Speaking of this matter, Ron couldn't sleep.

He opened his eyes and sat up, hesitating, "Isn't it?"

"She used to be John's best friend. Remember the time when Slughorn taught her class?" Harry was indeed an Auror, with keen insight. "Love potions can produce a pleasant smell."

"Strawberry ice cream. Hermione said they went to get it when she met John on holiday."

Ron was tormented by Harry's frankness, which showed he didn't care about his buddies' lives.

He needs to accept the fact that the girl he likes actually liked John a long time ago.

Ron said stubbornly, "But she's not with John."

"Yes, because of us." Harry couldn't tell what he felt. He looked away from the magic tower. "They never met again."

The events of the past were still vivid in Harry's mind. He couldn't imagine how much the current Witch King, John at the time, trusted Hermione.

Trust him so much that even at the moment of life and death, he never guarded against him.

"He was alone and became the greatest man." Harry was talking about John.

Ron was silent.

In fact, they are not stupid.

They knew well how lonely the Witch-King's position was.

Harry was taught by Dumbledore, and he also understood that there was a time when the meaning of his existence might be to become a means to defeat Voldemort in the battle.

Dumbledore trained him as a backup plan if John went astray.

Being as young as John means more possibilities.

But Dumbledore was exiled, and Harry grew up after experiencing many things.

He began to like thinking and examining his past self.

"If you had another chance, would you do the same thing?" Harry asked the John in his heart.

He guessed the answer would be the same.

Harry, who once carried the title of savior, now looks at John who has become the savior and realizes that this name brings not only honor, but also shackles that bind him.

Ron hesitated and asked, "Do you think Hermione still likes John now?"

"I don't know." Harry shook his head.

Ron tossed and turned, unable to sleep.

All he could think about was the image of John and Hermione together.

John is not himself, he has always trusted Hermione.

But looking back at my time with Hermione, I had an argument with her almost every year at Hogwarts.

They seemed like a match made in heaven, and I shouldn't be in the bed, but under the car.

"I made a decision!"