Chapter 385 Fools Are Blessed

When Loren exited the book of fantasy, the sky outside the castle had turned into a fish belly white color, and a faint golden light shone at the end of the distant mountains.

The time was around five or six o'clock, the early summer sunrise was brewing, and the four roommates were sleeping deeply.

There was no movement at all in the dormitory. Loren could hear Neville's long and even breathing. He rarely snores after losing weight, probably because his body has become stronger. He got up and came to Harry's bedside, calling in a low voice: "Harry, Harry..."

Harry's eyelids trembled a few times, his brows were furrowed together and he slowly opened his eyes. His eyes were dull and dull, and he was about to close his eyes while blinking. His body is awake and his brain is still starting up. A person who has only slept for three hours may fail to start up at any time.

Loren waved his hand to attract his attention: "Wake up Harry, wake up..."

Where is this?

Oh, it seems to be the dormitory...

Who is this?

Oh, it's Loren...

Harry's eyes slowly focused and his mind slowly loaded up. When he regained some consciousness, he heard the black-haired and black-eyed roommate in front of him say softly: "Congratulations Harry, the operation was successful, you are now a girl! "

"!"

Harry's eyes froze, his pupils shrank violently, and he sat up from the four-poster bed.

His brain completed loading at an unprecedented speed, and he quickly responded to the surrounding situation. After heaving a sigh of relief, his heart felt deeply tired, and he looked at his roommate speechlessly: "Loren, do you think this is fun?"

Loren nodded with satisfaction, turned around and went to the bathroom to wash up: "Ron's not awake yet, please call him."

Harry watched him go away, then looked back at Ron on the bed next to him, pursed his lips, and had a glimmer of light in his eyes.

After brushing his teeth and washing his face, Loren came back and saw Harry and Ron reciting the Animagus spell, but their expressions were a little strange. Harry had a satisfied smile on his face, while Ron was indignant. Harry glared angrily.

"Amado, Animo... Animado, Animagus..."

"Harry, how's it going..." Loren leaned forward and asked softly, "Isn't it really fun?"

Harry paused while reciting the spell and thought for a moment: "Ron comes from a wizarding family. He doesn't know the meaning of surgery and turning into a girl... So I switched to magic and it was very successful. He has become a little witch. .”

"Hey!" Loren smiled, "You're quite adaptable!"

Harry didn't answer, a smile appeared on his lips, he closed his eyes and continued to concentrate on reciting the spell.

Ron's suspicious eyes wandered between the two of them. Harry just said the prank was to make him wake up quickly. He always felt that something was wrong.

But my mind is a little stuck now, and I can't see any flaws.

…

The final exam is over, the school year is over, and even the weather seems to be celebrating. In the summer of June, it is cloudless all day long, the clear blue sky seems to have been washed by water, and the sun is drying the grass. Roasted hot.

The little wizards who no longer have classes often take a few pints of ice-cold pumpkin juice and walk around outside the castle, sit down under the shade of a tree, watch the leaves swaying in the breeze, or watch the giant squid dreaming on the lake. Swimming like swinging limbs.

Fred and George are running around the world. They are freed from the heavy O.W.L. (Ordinary Wizarding Level Examination) and wantonly wave their happiness in the sun.

And Percy also completed the N.E.W.T. (Ultimate Wizarding Test). He got rid of the neurotic review stage and became leisurely. However, he often wondered why he was not as happy as his two stupid brothers when he passed the N.E.W.T.

But Percy also benefited from this. The twins no longer bothered him, so he had enough time and energy to date Penello.

Professor Lupin's examination room became a place for little wizards to play. They never tired of teasing Grindylow and teasing the red hat in the rock cave. Even if they were beaten until the corners of their eyes were black, they still happily came over the next day.

Thanks to the end of the final exam, several young wizards summoned physical patron saints, and Ron was one of them. His patron saint was a hound. Although it was not very cool or powerful, he was still very happy and often summoned guardian spirits. God and Yaya are running in the forest together.

On the fifth day after the exam, Angelina Johnson, the new captain of the Gryffindor Quidditch team, summoned all the players for their last farewell training on the Quidditch pitch.

"Same as usual!" Angelina shouted, "First we fly around the court 20 times on a broomstick, and then we divide into two teams to do defensive counterattack training!"

The Quidditch players remained silent.

"Harry!" Angelina looked at him, "You take Ginny to do Seeker training and return the broom to the storage room after it's over. Is that clear?"

"Yes Captain!"

Harry replied loudly. He held back the soreness on the tip of his nose and tried his best to control his eyes from looking at the old captain on the stage.

The same goes for other players. They tried to look straight ahead, but their eyes couldn't help but look at Oliver Wood.

"Now, start training!"

The broomsticks soared into the sky, the bright red Gryffindor robes buzzed, and the players looked serious as if they were participating in a grand game, even more serious than the final against Slytherin.

Harry thought Wood would say something to the players, like mobilization before games in the past.

but none.

Nothing.

Until the end of training, everyone returned to the locker room to take off their Gryffindor uniforms. When they came back, Wood was no longer in the stands.

George and Fred slowly returned to the castle with the other players. Angelina scolded Ron and McLaggen for losing the ball today, her voice as normal as an ordinary training session.

Harry looked away silently, holding the broomsticks bundled together, and walked toward the storage room.

Ginny hurried to follow him.

"When I took flying lessons for the first time, I caused Malfoy to break an arm, a leg, and several ribs. I heard Mrs. Hooch say it was okay. I had just entered Hogwarts at that time. I I feel like I’ve gotten into trouble, got into big trouble.”

Harry seemed to be talking to Ginny, but also to himself.

Ginny looked at his hair, which was slightly damp with sweat and hung down into strands.

Of course she knew about it. Ron told it a dozen times when he came home for the first vacation, as if he regarded it as an achievement worth showing off, but no one wanted to listen except her.

What was she thinking at the time——

Oh, that's so cool, that's what Harry Potter is supposed to do!

"Then Professor McGonagall found me. I thought she was going to fire me. It felt so bad. I was thinking about how I should go back and face my aunt and uncle... Then the professor handed me over to Captain Wood, and that was The first time I met him..."

Harry rambled on about the whole process, from when he met Captain Wood to when he missed the first practice because of the Mirror of Erised, and Captain Wood almost used him as a quaffle to hit the scoring ring...

Ginny remained silent and followed him silently holding her broomstick.

She seemed to have seen a different Harry, not so cool, not so pushy, but she felt that the distance between the two people seemed to be closer.

When approaching the storage room, Harry, who was walking in front, suddenly stopped and exclaimed: "Wood!"

Ginny didn't have time to stop and bumped into his back. She moved away in a panic and looked forward.

Graduate Oliver Wood stood at the door of the storage room, looking at them with a smile, as if he had been waiting there for a while.

…

evening.

Loren and Hermione, who had been reading palms under the shade of a tree all day, returned to the Gryffindor common room and found a noisy group of young wizards gathered in the middle of the room, seemingly watching something lively.

Loren pushed through the crowd and found that it was Colin taking photos of the Quidditch team, and he was dragged in the next second.

"Oh!" George took his arm and shouted loudly: "Isn't this a non-staff member of our team?"

Fred dragged him directly into the right side of the team: "Come and take a photo together!"

Loren stands dazedly on the far right, facing the camera in front.

The Quidditch trophies and Academy Cup trophies in recent years have been moved from the trophy display room. Harry and Ron still have the "Special Contribution Award" medals in their hands, which were the prizes they got for dealing with the basilisk.

"Smile!" Colin greeted loudly.

All the players were wearing bright red team uniforms, supporting Harry and Wood in the middle position. Ron moved his steps to get to the middle position, but George noticed the little move before he took two steps, and joined Fred to drag him back.

Click!

The scene is frozen.

All the little wizards gathered around, holding Colin's shoulders to check the photos.

Ron looked at the photo, his pupils gradually dilated, and the corners of his eyes kept twitching——

The other people in the photo were smiling and waving, but he was the only one struggling in embarrassment. George and Fred beside him were smiling especially heartily.

Ron looked very uncomfortable and seemed completely unacceptable. He shouted: "Reshoot! I want to reshoot!"

"Why do you need to retake the photo?" George took advantage of his height and stretched out his hand to push him away. He said with a smile, "Isn't this a good photo? Put this photo and the trophy into the cabinet in the prize display room. Students can still see it even many years later.”

Fred nodded in agreement: "They will know that Gryffindor has been shining brightly in recent years. Oh, I will faint with excitement just thinking about it!"

Ron was even more excited, and his face was ferocious with excitement. He clenched his fists and looked at the twins angrily: "It's all your fault! I will die with you! Bastards!"

The three of them played a game of chase and escape in the common room, running up and down the stairs, their shoes clicking on the wooden boards. Whenever Ron was about to catch up with the twins, they would suddenly accelerate and jump some distance away from the pursuit. But when the twins were about to get rid of them completely, they would pretend to be exhausted and pant on the spot and say a few witty words. Tease Ron.

Ron knew in his heart that they were teasing him, but he couldn't help it.

Loren took a photo and chatted with Colin for a long time. The topics revolved around cameras and lenses, photographic paper and developing solutions, aperture parameters and product prices, and the composition and colors were messy.

The common room was chattering for a long time. It was not until night fell and the candlelight was lit that it gradually became quiet.

Ron panted and sat down next to Harry. He had just seized the opportunity to punch his two brothers. In his heart, those two people had been entangled by his curse. One hundred and eighty years later, He will be cursed and tortured to death.

The methods were cruel and he let out a bad breath!

Harry was chatting with Loren, Hermione and Neville about Animagus-related topics. It was just casual chatting, not serious asking for advice. He felt that he would probably fail again this time.

Ron slowly regained his breath and asked curiously: "Harry, what did Wood say to you when he came back?"

Harry was silent. Before he could answer, Loren suddenly said slowly: "Wood said that when Angelina graduates, Harry will replace her as captain of the team."

"What!?" Ron opened his eyes wide and looked at Harry in disbelief, "You're the captain!?"

"I lied to you, you become the captain." Loren said again.

"Ah...ah?" Ron was a little confused.

"Wood said that you have a sense of coordination, understand tactics, and happen to be a goalkeeper. Angelina can let you take over the captain's position after graduation." Loren drank tea calmly.

Harry held the tea cup and drank water, nodding towards Ron silently, his eyes reflecting the candlelight.

Neville seemed to be hesitating to speak, but he was hesitating to speak, feeling a little uncomfortable.

Hermione suddenly became interested in the tea leaves in the teacup and stared at the tea leaves intently, as if she was taking a divination class.

Ron frowned slowly. He wanted to believe it but couldn't believe it. He had many doubts and didn't know where to start, so he started to think about the authenticity of these words.

After sitting in silence for more than half an hour, just when Ron was so confused that he was about to doubt his life, Loren reminded:

"Why don't you go to Wood for confirmation?"

Ron sat up suddenly, turned around and ran all the way to find Wood.

Harry raised his head and looked at Loren with a complicated expression: "Wood didn't say anything about the captain, he just asked me to help Angelina build the team..."

"Really?" Loren took a sip of tea and sighed, "Then why didn't you remind Ron?"

Harry's expression became more complicated, and his inner joy was mixed with a little guilt, which had a long aftertaste.

A few minutes later, Ron came back lightly. He put his arm around Harry's shoulders and patted him, and said happily: "It's really unexpected that Wood actually asked me to be the captain! He said that he had already talked to Angeli Na has agreed that as long as I prepare more tactics for the team and grow into an excellent goalkeeper, I will be the captain in the future!"

Ron happily threw an earwax-flavored bean into his mouth, smacked his lips, and found it tasted pretty good.

Harry's expression became uncomfortable, and Neville and Hermione looked at Loren with surprise.

He's not making fun of anyone?

Loren looked at the cheerful Ron and couldn't help but fell into silence. Could it be that stupid people have stupid blessings...