Hogwarts Melon Eater ~

"Huh—" Ron glared at Fred, "I must tell Mom when she comes back!"

Fred raised his hands in surrender.

"Mom took Ginny to the Lovegood's for a visit, and she'll be back later."

"Why don't you go?" George tossed the Quaffle in his hand.

Ron ran to the door to put on his shoes, "Ginny's going to find Luna, I don't want to play with the little girl... oh, of course - Warrior Anna said otherwise!" Ditch? I'm ready!"

Ron ran to the middle of the living room, "Let me introduce you formally, my name is Ron Weasley, you can call me Ron," he took off the blue woolen hat he had just put on, and took off his hat in imitation of the old gentleman.

George snatched his hat, and the two ran towards the kitchen chasing after him.

"Come on, the kitchen has a door to the backyard." Harry and Anna followed Fred through the kitchen to the backyard.

Pushing open the hidden wooden door, there was a green field in front of him. The wind blew up Harry's turban with the smell of earth. It was hard to imagine that they were still in Diagon Alley, which was lined with high-rise buildings just now.

Rolling hills and fertile grass, oversized vegetables are grown in the vegetable garden, and the humble shed seems to grow from the ground. A small pond in which two white geese bathe—

Harry looked at the vegetable garden. The giant pumpkins could be half the height of Aunt Petunia. If they hit Dudley's head, Dudley might not be able to bully him for ten days and a half.

"Harry! Come here!" Ron called to Harry, Harry took another look at the pumpkin and ran towards Ron.

A few people came to the 'clearing lot'. To be precise, except for the Weasleys, this area is covered with open spaces for dozens of miles. The difference from other open spaces is that there are two very high iron circles standing there.

Fred went to get the protective gear in the shed, and George was maintaining the second brother Charlie's old broom.

"Let's try the broom first," Ron in the blue hat couldn't wait, "What broom are you holding, Harry?"

"This is Anna's - Nimbus 1500," Harry handed Ron the broom.

"Nice! Nimbus! They're always expensive!" Ron looked at Anna expectantly, "Anna, can I try this broom first?"

"Of course," Anna made a gesture of please.

"It was very old when I bought it, so it's not very expensive... Oh! By the way—" Suddenly thinking of something, Anna reached out and groped in the blue floral cloth bag around her waist, and took out a golden one. small ball.

"I also bought this at the thrift store," Anna spread her palms.

"Merlin's long socks! The Golden Snitch? I can smell the Galleon." Ron picked up the Golden Snitch, the walnut-sized, golden shell, "Is it still usable?"

"It shouldn't. The clerk at the thrift store said it was broken."

Harry took a closer look at the exquisitely crafted ball, and did not expect that his future life would be closely related to it. "What is this? This ball?"

"Harry, don't you know the Golden Snitch?" Ron was a little puzzled.

"Anna and I both live in the Muggle world and don't know Quidditch very well. Maybe you can give us an introduction?"

"Of course!" Ron nodded, accepting the setting that there are still little wizards who don't know Quidditch these days, "Quidditch is a very popular wizarding sport that originated from... um... how many years? "

"Let's get to the point, Ron—" George came over with a broom, "Quidditch is a two-team competition of seven players each, including three chasers, two batters, a goalie, and a hunter. golfer..."

"George! Don't interrupt me!" Ron protested. "Well...I think...there's going to be four **** in the game, a Quaffle, two Bludgers and this—the Snitch! It's going to be Flying around the field, we gotta find it..."

Fred came over with the protective gear and took Ron's words, "The Chaser is responsible for throwing the Quaffle into the goal, the goalkeepers defend their own goal, and the batsman needs to prevent the Bludgers from disturbing other players—"

"And the Seeker is the soul of the entire team. Catching the Golden Snitch will give you a crucial 150 points."

Quidditch is an interesting game, like a fusion of football and rugby, with wit, roughness, beauty and violence - you have to come up with strategies to beat your opponent, and sometimes you have to be a little clever to knock your opponent off the field Go, the Golden Snitch draws a beautiful arc on the field, men and women emitting youth hormones sweat in the air, and the literal sway makes the whole field full of excitement.

"It would be great if the Golden Snitch could still be used," Fred brought the protective gear to Ron, "We can try to be a Seeker."

Anna took out her wand, "I can try using a repairing spell," she was confident, "I think my repairing spell is well practiced."

Looking at Ron who couldn't wait to get on the broom, Harry suddenly remembered the poor lock of the Dursleys, "Anna, you said that the broom and the Golden Snitch were bought at the thrift store?"

"Is there such a good broom for sale in a thrift store?" George was a little surprised.

"Of course not, it looked tattered when I bought it back," Anna shrugged, "I used a repairing spell—"

The smile on Harry's face disappeared.

"What!" Harry turned around and yelled, "Ron! Wait—" It was a pity that he was a step late.

Ron rushed out like an arrow from the string, "Ah-ahh-" he shouted, turning 90 degrees and flying into the sky before hitting the tree.

Everyone stood on the grass dumbfounded, and Anna was the first to react, "My repairing spell? No, I have to save him!"

[Ding - Pumpkin Mission: Weasley in Trouble]

Anna cast a spell on Charlie's old broom, "Repair as before!" The broom began to spin, appearing in front of everyone with a brand new look, like an old lady in her 70s and 80s suddenly turned into a 20-year-old young sister, no, accurate In other words, she became a twenty-year-old Kryptonian little sister.

Seeing that everyone hadn't reacted yet, Anna stepped on the broom, clasped the handle tightly with both hands, lowered her center of gravity, "Shhh!" and rushed towards Ron in the sky.

"My God! Anna—" Harry shouted from below, and the twins reacted, riding the Weasleys' brooms and preparing to come forward to rescue.

Charlie's old broom is not as good as the Nimbus 1500. After applying both spells, the old broom still can't catch up with the Nimbus, and it can't even run in parallel with it.

Anna felt that the flesh on her face was being pulled by the wind, and her expression must be grim. She could see that Ron was right in front of her, closing her eyes and clutching the handle tightly, shouting incessantly.

"Ro-en-" Anna yelled, "Open your eyes! Control it!"

"I-I can't-" Ron opened his eyes with difficulty, the fierce wind hurt his cheeks.

"You can," Anna encouraged him, "you just controlled it to turn, or you would have hit a tree long ago!"

Ron was encouraged, he pulled his hand up, "Give me—stop—"

The Nimbus 1500 was very obedient, and Ron stopped it when he asked it to stop. The seat cushion curse didn't have the ability to stick to the buttocks. Of course, Ron was thrown out in accordance with Newton's first law of motion.

"Wingadim Leviosa!" Ana's levitation spell was used very well this time, and of course it might be because she was already in the air - so Ron's scream due to weightlessness was not very loud.

Fred, who was riding a broom~www.mtlnovel.com~ below Ron who was about to catch him, was also relieved, "Little baby Ronnie, I'm so afraid that you will fall and knock me out."

"You have to admit my bravery!" Ron, who was familiar with floating, was no longer nervous, he floated down slowly, and even raised Erlang's legs in the air, "I bet you wash your socks for a week - you never sit on it. Broom so fast!"

"Wash what? When did you wash things? They all wash by themselves," George swayed beside Ron on his broom. "This floating spell is quite powerful, at least it will keep you from falling into a elf. You're already short enough..."

Anna recycles Nimbus 1500 in the past. She promises that maybe next time, these dangerous objects will never be used casually, maybe.

When they got back to the ground, Harry hurried up, "Ron, are you all right? How are you feeling?"

"It's okay," Ron recalled for a while, ignoring the memory that he only dared to close his eyes at first, "It's very exciting, the speed of the broom is very fast! If the Seeker uses this kind of broom in the game, the championship will be easily captured!"

"St. Mungo's got caught too, it's too dangerous," Anna felt a little guilty, "I'm sorry Ron, I thought my repairing spell was ordinary—"

This is really irritating, what do you mean by 'thinking that the repair spell is ordinary'? But this kind of 'I'm sorry, I'm too strong' will really be reflected in Anna.

Ron didn't care, "Not everyone can experience such a fast broom." He was showing off to a group of future Gryffindors, and Anna felt bad for a while.

"I want to try it too, can you Anna?" Zheng Taiha stared at Anna with green pupils.

Anna couldn't refuse, "Then you have to be careful." The big deal was that she used the Levitation Charm again.

Chapter end