Harry Potter Returns from Baldur's Gate

After all, Quidditch is a game that requires you to fly around on a broomstick and throw a ball around.

And judging from Ron's previous performance, he is also an avid Quidditch fan.

While choosing brooms, they kept talking about Charlie Cannon.

In that case, let Ron take the Polyjuice Potion and then go to the competition on his behalf.

And he went with Draco and the others to intercept the shapeshifter.

Perfect, I am worthy of being the one to come up with such a plan!

Just after Harry explained his plan to Ron.

Ron's face flushed red at first, as if Harry didn't ask him to play a game of Quidditch for him, but was walking into the bridal chamber on the wedding night, holding his hand and saying, "Brother, I'm stage fright, you go first and keep watch for me."

Then he started saying things like, "How can I, a goalkeeper, be a chaser? I'm not being modest, you should find someone else."

But after Harry patted him on the shoulder and said, "The organization has decided that you will play Quidditch!", Ron wanted to recite two lines of poetry.

But since Hogwarts doesn't teach this, Ron, who only knows how to say "Merlin" and travel around the world, was speechless for a long time.

I could only pick up the butterbeer and take a big gulp.

Everyone thought this was a good plan, except that if their plan was exposed, Professor McGonagall might be furious and keep their detention until graduation.

There are some minor flaws with this one, though.

That is, they need to get the Polyjuice Potion to complete this plan.

However, a small matter like Polyjuice Potion was not a big problem for Draco.

Draco patted his chest and promised that he would solve this small problem, and at the same time he would get a batch of silver swords to ensure that the shapeshifter could be completely eliminated.

After reaching an agreement, several people raised their butterbeers to wish the plan a success.

After finishing all the butterbeers, Harry raised his hand to check the time and found that the time was just right.

It's almost time to exercise and start honing your muscles.

Today is Thursday, the sacred leg day.

As Ron showed an unpleasant smile on Harry's face, Ron realized something and immediately wanted to escape his next fate.

But as soon as Ron took a step forward, Draco grabbed Fate's neck.

"My friend, self-discipline makes you free~"

At this moment, Ron, who was locked up by a strong man, wanted to say, "If you let me go now, I will be free."

But Ron didn't say anything.

The reason Ron didn't say anything was not because he didn't dare, but because it was really difficult to speak when a person was being dragged by the neck.

And what happened next made Ron feel that replacing Harry to play a Quidditch game was not that scary.

To Ron at this moment, there was nothing more painful in the world than leg training day.

Especially Ron couldn't understand why Hermione, who used to be only good at brain work, could now exercise her muscles so simply and strongly.

After the brutal leg training day, Ron was once again carried back to the dormitory by Draco in a humiliating manner.

As soon as he was put on the bed, Ron could only groan.

Looking at Ron lying on the bed humming, Harry felt that Ron really needed more practice.

However, practice alone is not enough to catch up.

In the spirit of a mature adventurer team, I am for everyone and everyone is for me.

Harry took out the protein powder sponsored by Aunt Petunia from his suitcase, mixed it with cold water and fed it to Ron.

Ron, who was already exhausted and out of breath in the last episode, after drinking a glass of protein powder.

He couldn't even open his eyes, and after complaining a few words about how 'Muggle muddy water' was so unpalatable, he fell asleep.

Harry and Draco, who still had some energy left, chatted briefly about contacting publishers and printing houses and finding agents, and then fell asleep.

The next morning, as usual, I lifted Ron's quilt, pulled him out of bed, who was still humming and begging to sleep for five more minutes, and started to wake up the beautiful day with a morning run.

It seemed that he had not yet recovered from yesterday's weakness. Until the morning exercise was over, Harry did not see Quirrell, who usually ran around Hogwarts like himself.

But compared to Quirrell who didn't know what happened.

After the torture of leg training day, Ron today forced Harry to slow down and wait for him to catch up.

So much so that after completing all the exercises, Harry and the others arrived at the hall a little later than usual, just in time to catch today's owl delivery.

Among the large group of owls, Draco's express delivery is naturally indispensable.

A long package was delivered to Draco by an owl.

After Draco opened a hole in the package and took a look, he gave Harry a look that showed that everything was fine.

However, in addition to the owl's package, what also arrived were the whispers and dissatisfied looks of other classmates.

The Gryffindor hourglass that was still inseparable from Slytherin yesterday, when Gryffindor woke up today, it was discovered that a large piece of Gryffindor's red gem was missing.

And after finding out that it was Harry and his two companions who caused Gryffindor to lose 70 points in one go.

Dissatisfied looks immediately rained down on Harry and the other two like arrows.

However, as experienced adventurers, the three of them had long been immune to such dissatisfied looks.

Even Ron had a calm expression, as if to say, "I've seen this before."

Rolling their eyes, the four of them pretended that the Gryffindors who were muttering about how they could get the 70 points back didn't exist.

At this moment, a long package was delivered to Harry by an owl.

Harry was a little surprised looking at the package in front of him.

Although his protein powder was a little insufficient, neither Uncle Vernon nor Aunt Petunia would use owls to send things to him, and it was even more impossible for Dali to do so.

If it wasn't them, then who sent this package to me?

Looking at the package in front of him, Harry instinctively wanted to use the traditional skills of adventurers and cast a large memory recovery spell on the package.

Make this package confess honestly, where it came from, where it is going, how many people are in its family, how many acres of land each person has, and how many cows are on the land.

But before Harry could do anything, Ron, who had seen through everything, struggled to stand up from his chair and stopped Harry from beating the innocent package.

"It's just a flying broom. It's just a flying broom. Don't you want to join the team? To join the team you need a broom!"

Harry, who was hugged by Ron, then remembered that it seemed to be true.

Yesterday, the wooden captain seemed to have mentioned that he wanted to get himself a new broom.

Then let me see what level a normal broom in the wizarding world is at.

Harry rubbed his hands, picked up the knife on the table and began to unwrap.

The package was soon opened, but in addition to a broom, there was also a photo album and a letter in the package.

Harry was more concerned about who had sent the broom to him and what the photo album was about than the mahogany broom.

After opening the envelope, scribbled handwriting appeared on the paper. It was obvious that the writer was not in a very stable mental state when he wrote the letter.

'Hey, Harry, I heard you're on the Gryffindor Quidditch team as an understudy.'

'That's great, James was on the team back in the day and won the Quidditch Cup several times.'

'Enclosed are some photographs of your parents that I found from some of my family and some old friends.'

'During this time, I have carefully thought about what you said.'

'I think you are quite right.'

'I really haven't been able to fulfill my duties as a godfather in the past. I hope you can give me a chance.'

'By the way, if you encounter any difficulties in school, you can go to Rubeus Hagrid, the key keeper and gamekeeper of Hogwarts.'

'He's a good man and a friend to James and Lily.'

'If you visit his hut, he'll be glad to see you, but don't eat the rock biscuits, which Jaime has always believed could be used as a weapon.'

'Looking forward to your reply'

'Love, Sirius Black'

053 Why are you all looking at me?

Putting down the letter in his hand, Harry picked up the photo album sent by Sirius.

The photo album was thick, thicker than Harry's thickest textbook.

It was obvious that Sirius had put a lot of effort into compiling this album.

Harry opened the photo album and found that the young couple in the photo were waving at himself outside the photo.

It can be seen from their expressions that at this moment, they are still wearing Gryffindor robes and feel only happiness.

Turning a few pages further, the couple in the photo had grown up a little, but the smiles on their faces had not changed at all.

Still with a warm smile, she waved to Harry on the other side of the screen.

Harry had forgotten the last time he had felt this way.

But now Harry felt his nose a little sour, and at the same time he couldn't wait to swing his sword and cut something.

Harry closed the photo album, took out a quill from his schoolbag, and tore off a small piece of paper.

'Thank you for your gift, I like it very much.'

As he wrote this, Harry suddenly remembered something.

He wrote hastily on the note.

"If you happen to know something about shapeshifters, it would be great if you could share some of your knowledge with me."

'Harry Potter'

When he had finished, Harry rolled up the parchment and stuffed it into the small pocket on the owl's leg.

When Harry put the parchment roll into the small pocket, the owl did not go to Sirius with the letter.

Instead, he stared at Harry with his big round eyes.