Chapter 1,133

Dean ran out of the classroom, leaving Harry and Seamus behind. Hermione's canary flew around them, and suddenly a bird landed on Seamus' head, which made the atmosphere even more tense. Feeling uncomfortable.

In fact, Seamus wasn't the only one unhappy with Katie's choice of replacement. The common room was now buzzing with talk about Harry's selection of two classmates for the team. It didn't particularly bother him since Harry had endured worse comments at school, but the pressure was still building as Harry had to deliver a victory against Slytherin.

If Gryffindor won, Harry knew the entire house would forget they ever criticized him and swear they always thought this was a great team. If they lose...then, Harry thought with a wry smile, he'll have to endure even more criticism...

However, after Harry saw Dean fly by that night, he found no reason to regret it; Dean worked well with Ginny and Demelza. Batsmen Pickles and Coote have also been improving.

And the only problem is Ron.

As everyone spread, Ron is obviously not qualified as Gryffindor's goalkeeper now.

Poor performance, easy nervousness, unstable state, this is perfectly displayed in everyone's eyes, or rather, it is a reminder to everyone.

Especially Cormac, who was competing with Ron for position...

Oh, although Cormac's character is not good, in fact, his technology is indeed much better than Ron's, and Ron has some intention of rushing ducks to the shelves.

Since Cormic lost the draft, he has been brooding about this matter and has been preaching everywhere that Ron got into the team through the back door.

In fact, if Fanlin hadn't cast a silent confusion spell on Cormichael, it would have been impossible for Cormichael to miss the ball.

Is this considered behind-the-scenes manipulation?

However, it was not just outsiders like Fan Lin. In fact, Harry had always known that Ron's performance was very unstable. He was not only easily nervous, but also lacked self-confidence. But this did not stop Harry from trusting Ron.

At this time, the benefits are reflected.

Harry almost unconditionally believed that Ron could do it, but the reality was often contrary to his ideas.

From Fan Lin's point of view, this is the bad thing. Ron is still the same, and the approach to the season opener has brought out all his old problems. After leaking half the ball into the goal - mostly by Ginny - his technique became increasingly confusing, culminating in him punching the incoming Demelza Robbins on the mouth.

"It was an accident. I'm sorry, Demelza, I'm so sorry!" Ron shouted behind her, and she turned back to the ground, with blood dripping everywhere along the way.

"I just--"

"What's the point," said Ginny angrily, landing next to Demelza and examining her plump lips. "You're a wimp, Ron, look at her!"

"I can cure that," Harry said, landing next to the two girls, pointing his wand at Demelza's mouth, and muttered "Stop the pain and stop the bleeding." "Besides, Ginny, don't call Ron a coward, you are not the captain -"

"You look too busy, though, and I think someone should call him a wimp—" Harry suppressed a laugh. "Back in the air, everyone, come on..."

Compared to the chaos above, Hermione below was even more worried. Ron's condition was really bad.

"Oh, Ron's condition is really bad. I'm worried about the showdown with Slytherin next week. If Ron is like this..." Hermione said, "Now everyone in the academy is talking about it. Everyone says haha Leigh only lets his friends join the team.”

"Oh, actually..." Fan Lin took a look at the configuration of the Gryffindor team, "That's it, I mean, everyone is friends, but some people are... um, spreading rumors?"

"I think so." Hermione said, and then put down the white and tender palms on Fan Lin's waist.

"Oh, don't worry, Ron just hasn't found a way yet." Fan Lin said, pressing Hermione back on his shoulders, "I think Harry will find a way, and..."

For Harry, the Gryffindor team's performance was their worst training session this semester, but with the game so imminent, Harry felt that honesty was not the best option.

"Well done, guys, I think Slytherin will be crushed by us," he said encouragingly, and the Chasers and Beaters both looked satisfied as they left the dressing room.

"I beat like a piece of dragon dung," Ron said in a hollow voice after Ginny was out the door.

"You didn't," Harry said firmly. "You're the best goalkeeper I've ever picked, Ron. Your only problem is nerves."

Harry kept encouraging Ron on the way back to the castle, and by the time they reached the third floor, Ron at least looked more or less happy. As usual, Harry pushed aside the tapestry and took the shortcut to Gryffindor Tower, but they found Dean and Ginny hugging each other tightly and kissing passionately, as if they were glued together.

Harry felt as if a giant scaly monster suddenly appeared in his stomach, grabbing hold of his internal organs; it seemed that hot blood had surged to his forehead, causing him to lose all reason, and was replaced by a wave of desire to curse Dean. The brutality of jelly.

The two of them...

Harry's eyes were a little bloodshot. Inexplicably, Harry felt that his chest was about to explode. Harry didn't know when this happened, but there was no doubt that now he just wanted to point his wand at Dean. .

While Harry was struggling with this sudden madness, he heard Ron's voice coming from far away.

"What are you...doing..." Ron's voice was very distant, as if a passerby asked his question indifferently.

"Oh!" Dean and Ginny pulled away from each other and looked around.

"What?" Ginny said. "I don't want to see my sister kissing others in public!"

"This was a deserted corridor before you guys stepped in and took care of other people's business!" Ginny said unceremoniously. Dean looked embarrassed.

He grinned eerily at Harry, who didn't respond, as if the newly born monster was roaring in his ears to expel Dean immediately.

"Uh... come on, Ginny," said Dean, "let's go back to the common room..."

"Let's go!" Ginny said. "I want to talk to my dear brother!" Dean left, not seeming to miss this place.

"Okay," Ginny said, brushing her long red hair away from her face and glaring at Ron, "Let's be blunt, it's none of your business who I fall in love with or what I do with them, Ron—"

"Yeah, it doesn't matter!" Ron was equally angry. "You think I want people to say my sister is a-"

"What?" Ginny yelled, pulling out her wand. "What, please explain clearly?"

"He didn't mean to say anything, Ginny -" Harry said involuntarily, but the monster was roaring in his mind in agreement with Ron's words.

"Oh, no, he thought!" she said, suddenly angry at Harry. "Just because he's never kissed anyone else, and just because the best kiss he ever got was from our Aunt Muriel—"

"Shut your mouth!" Ron shouted, his face turning from red to maroon.

"No, I don't!" Ginny shouted frantically. "I've seen you follow 'Pus', and every time you see her, you wish she could kiss your face. How pitiful! If you yourself fall in love and kiss others, you won't mind others doing this so much! "

"Wait a minute, what are you doing?" Fan Lin and Hermione had just returned from outside, but obviously, this did not make the two of them miss anything, such as the internal conflicts within the Weasley family.

Ron also took out his wand. Seeing that something was wrong, Harry and Fanlin quickly stood between them, and Hermione also rushed up and hugged Ginny.

"Calm down, Ron (Ginny)..."

But it was of no use. Apparently, Ron's rage had gone to his head.

"You don't know what you're talking about!" Ron yelled, trying to get around Harry and Fanlin to target Ginny, while Harry was holding out his hands to block Ginny.

"Just because I didn't kiss in public—!" Ginny squeaked mockingly and tried to push Harry away. "I know you have Aunt Muriel's picture under your pillow because no one has ever kissed you but her, and you always kiss piglets because you don't have anything else to do. People are willing, right?”

Ginny spoke unscrupulously, and visible to the naked eye, Ron's face turned purple, with blood vessels bulging out one after another.

For a moment, everyone looked at Ron. It was obvious that Ginny was exposing dirty information about Ron, and in terms of effect, it was very obvious that you successfully attracted everyone's attention.

The little thing is quite unique...

Uh...it seems to be running a little crookedly, but...

"And..." Ginny didn't stop, "You have crushes on many people, don't think I can't see..."

Suddenly, an orange light passed under Harry's left arm and hit Ginny just a few inches away. Before Fanlin could even react, Harry had already pushed Ron against the wall. "What are you doing, Ron, don't be stupid-"

"Shut up!" Ron frantically tried to push Harry away, but obviously, it was of no use.

"What right do you have to answer me?" Ginny shouted, "Think you are good and feel good about yourself? You are a fool, Ron!"

"You're the one..." Ron was shaking a little, and as he spoke, he was about to raise his arm again, and Harry had to take Ron's wand away.

"Harry...kissed...Cho...Chang!" Ginny shouted, breathing heavily, sounding like she was about to cry. "And Hermione...kissed Fanlin, and now, of all people...only you are disgusted with it, Ron, because your experience is still at the age of 10!"

After saying that, Ginny ran away like a gust of wind.

Hermione and Fanlin were awkwardly stuck in place, a little at a loss.

One is Ginny's crush (once), and the other is Ginny's brother...

Well, strictly speaking, he is Ginny's brother, right?

Fanlin thought, but Hermione felt a little uncomfortable.

"I'm going to check on Ginny..." Hermione said, chasing Ginny into the common room.

And Harry let go of Ron; the look on his face was murderous. The three of them stood there while Ron and Harry breathed heavily.

Fan Lin regretted why he didn't leave with Hermione, but fortunately, the same kind would never let Fan Lin down.

It wasn't long before Filch's cat, Mrs. Lorris, appeared in the corner, breaking the tense situation.

This earned her a month's worth of dried fish.

"Let's go... let's go," Harry said, the sound of Filch's shuffling footsteps reaching their ears.

"I think we can't afford to delay." Fan Lin said, "Go back and get some sleep..."

They hurried up the stairs and raced along the eighth-floor corridor.

"Oh, don't block the road!" Ron growled impatiently at a little girl. The little girl jumped up in fright and dropped a bottle of toad eggs in her hand.

Harry barely noticed the sound of breaking glass; he felt dizzy; as if he had been struck by a bolt of lightning. It was just because she was Ron's sister, he told himself.

You didn't want to see her kissing Dean just because she was Ron's sister...but an image suddenly entered his mind of him kissing Ginny in the same secluded corridor...in his chest The monster grunted... but then he saw Ron tearing apart the tapestry, pointing his wand at Harry, shouting things like "Broken trust"... "Thought he was my friend". Class words.

This is really scary, but sometimes, once an idea arises, it cannot be contained at all. As for Dean, at this time, Harry had already thrown him into an unknown corner.

Ginny?

This seemed to be a magic word. Ever since Harry realized something, all of Harry's thoughts had been unable to get around Ginny's words.

"Sorry..." Fan Lin looked at the two people leaving and had to stay to clean up the mess...

"Recover as before..."

In fact, they barely spoke that night and went to bed in silence, both lost in their own thoughts.

Harry lay awake for a long time, staring at the ceiling of the four-poster bed, trying to convince himself that his feelings for Ginny were exactly what a brother should feel.

They spent the summer together like brother and sister, playing Quidditch, teasing Ron and joking about Bill and Fleur, didn't they?

He has known Ginny for several years... It is normal for him to want to protect her... He wants to dismember Dean just because he kissed her... No... He wants to control this special brother-sister relationship...

But obviously, he had gone too far. If Ginny from a few years ago knew what Harry was thinking now, maybe Ginny would be so happy that she would go crazy. But now, that is obviously not the case.

Ron snored loudly.

This only made Harry's heart even more confused. Harry could hardly control his emotions. He, and Ginny?

Obviously, this is Ron's sister...and his sister...

Yes, she is Ron's sister, Harry told himself firmly. Ron's sister. She was not part of the choice.

He wasn't going to risk his friendship with Ron for anything, so he pressed his pillow into a more comfortable shape and waited for sleep to overtake him, trying his best not to let his thoughts wander to Ginny again.

But obviously, this is of no use, Harry can't help but fantasize.

Why use fantasy?

Obviously, for Harry, apart from fantasy, Harry could not think of any words to describe Ginny now.

This is...sister...(To be continued)