Hogwarts: Who uses a crowbar in wizard duels?

The former Gryffindor Quidditch captain has graduated, and now the responsibility of captain has fallen on Harry's shoulders.

Therefore, Harry was in charge of selecting the goalkeeper this time.

He has already served as the leader of the intensive training class for a year and has developed his own insights into team management.

Moreover, the Gryffindor students all listened to Harry, so there wasn't a scene of a group of people making a ruckus.

Kevin Hermione Draco sat quietly in the audience, watching.

Because Ginny is also a member of the team, she also has to participate in this selection process as a sparring partner.

There were still quite a few people sitting in the stands, mostly students interested in Quidditch, or people from other houses who came to check out the strength of the game.

Lavender hasn't given up on Ron yet; he came to see Ron again today.

However, Kevin's attention was more focused on the audience opposite Lavender than on Lavender.

Green Dole sat there, watching the Quidditch players flying around the field with great interest.

Although Dumbledore said not to pay too much attention to him, Kevin has indeed been busy with his own things lately and hasn't bothered with those messy things.

However, he had heard Draco mention that Draco seemed to be doing quite well in Slytherin.

Even now, many people still surround him.

This time, it wasn't just girls; it seems quite a few boys were also captivated by him and willing to stay by his side.

It's worth mentioning that Draco didn't participate in any Quidditch matches or training last year.

The reason, of course, is Voldemort.

However, he said he would participate again this year, but since he hadn't trained for a year, he would need to participate in the selection process again.

"Hahaha, Ron! If Gryffindor lets you be their goalkeeper, then Slytherin is guaranteed to win!"

Seeing Ron's clumsy goalkeeping on the field, Draco launched into a merciless taunt.

"Shut up, Draco!"

Ron was so angry that his face turned red and his neck bulged. He immediately retorted on the field.

Perhaps spurred on by Draco, Ron actually found his form, blocking one shot after another and performing significantly better than the opposing goalkeeper.

In the end, he successfully passed the selection.

Ron excitedly flew up into the stands, kicked Draco, and then strode away.

Enraged, Draco pulled out his wand and started setting off "fireworks" at Ron, who was flying in the sky.

However, due to the angle, Lavender didn't see Ron kick Draco and assumed that Draco was actually celebrating for Ron.

The two have such a good relationship.

Could it be that what Kevin said is true...?

......

After the selection process ended, the group went back together. Ron walked at the front with his head held high, and his admired juniors followed him, asking him for the secrets of being a goalkeeper.

The others watched with smiles, not disturbing him as he enjoyed this moment of glory.

However, on their way back to the castle, as they passed the third greenhouse, Kevin spotted a dog acting suspiciously.

It was Professor Horace!

He seemed to be examining a row of potted plants with poisonous tentacles that were not yet fully mature, deep in thought.

"Hey Harry, do you remember what the headmaster told you?"

Kevin patted Harry, who was walking ahead, and pointed in Horace's direction.

Harry looked in the direction Kevin was pointing and immediately understood what Kevin meant.

Isn't now the perfect time to strike up a conversation by chance?

"Of course, I remember."

Harry nodded to Kevin, turned around, and headed toward Professor Horace's location.

"Kevin, how do we unexpectedly bring up the topic later? Or should we hold off on trying to get information out of the professor and just focus on building rapport?"

Harry asked in a low voice as they walked, wanting to rehearse their lines with Kevin beforehand to avoid any mishaps later.

"Um?"

Harry asked two questions but received no response, so he turned around curiously.

He discovered that Kevin hadn't come along; instead, he gave him a thumbs-up from afar and left.

"..."

Harry froze on the spot. Wait, dude?

He was thinking of running back to drag Kevin over, but Horace had already noticed him.

"Hey Harry, did you just finish Quidditch practice?"

Horace saw Harry wearing his Quidditch uniform and greeted him with a smile.

"Uh, yes, Professor Slughorn, are you studying plants?"

Horace had already come over, so Harry had no choice but to deal with him alone, and he forced himself to start a conversation with Horace.

"Of course, did you see those poisonous tentacles? Their mature tentacle leaves are rare treasures."

"A single leaf can sell for 10 Galleons."

"But of course, that's not what I'm thinking about. I'm hoping to pick a few leaves for potion research."

Horace patted his large belly while chatting and laughing with Harry.

"Oh, if you need these leaves, you can actually go to Kevin. I've seen him pick quite a lot before, so he should still have some left."

Upon hearing Horace mention the poisonous tentacles, Harry immediately hatched a plan to drag Kevin into the mess as well.

"Moreover, Kevin's workshop is filled with many strange and unusual things, such as unicorn horns, octopus venom, and dragon scales."

"I see that he just keeps them on the shelf and never uses them. I think he would be happy to give you those useless things."

Harry said enthusiastically, and Horace's face also showed a look of surprise.

"Merlin's beard, that's wonderful."

Kevin, who had already walked away, felt a strange malice emanating from him and scratched his head.

Why do I feel like someone is plotting against me?

In contrast, Harry and Horace's first private conversation was quite pleasant.

"Oh, by the way, Harry, I just wanted to tell you that I'm planning to host a private academic dinner next month, and I'll only be inviting a select few people."

"I think you would be willing to accept my invitation to attend this dinner party, wouldn't you?"

As the two were chatting happily, Horace suddenly spoke.

"An academic dinner? Of course! It's my honor to have you here, Professor."

Upon hearing about the dinner party that could help him build a better relationship with Horace, Harry readily agreed without hesitation.

"Haha, that's good. I also plan to invite Kevin and Granger. You can tell them in advance, and I'll send them the invitations to the dinner."

"No problem, Professor, I'll definitely help you get them both on board."

Harry patted his chest and assured him.

"Alright, then you can wait for my owl to deliver your invitations."

Horace seemed very happy, patted his belly, and then said goodbye to Harry.

Harry breathed a sigh of relief after finally seeing Horace off.

However, she turned around, clenched her fist, and angrily chased after Kevin in the direction he had left.

Damn it, your brother and you are of one mind, yet you're playing mind games with your brother.