Harry Potter Returns from Baldur's Gate

Apparently Hermione had added the two big guys to her training schedule at some point yesterday.

These two guys fell asleep today and did not show up at the agreed time and place, which really needs to be disciplined.

After all, being late is a very serious problem for both demon hunters and adventurers.

This means that this person is uncontrollable and cannot be trusted.

No one wants to find that after they have gone to great lengths to reach the evacuation point, the person responsible for picking them up is nowhere to be found.

After escaping the trap again, I returned to the camp and found that this guy had just gotten up. He looked at me with a confused face and asked, "Why are you back?"

Faced with such a high blood pressure moment, not pulling out the weapon directly and just saying "Happy New Year, brother and sister-in-law!" is already a manifestation of great self-control.

So starting from this point, Hermione punished the two fat boys and made them understand the importance of being punctual. Not only should Draco not help Crabbe and Goyle speak, he should even thank Hermione.

At least put a few slices of bacon on Hermione's plate.

But there is another problem here, that is, according to the ancient rules.

The vassal of my vassal is not my vassal, not to mention that the relationship between Hermione and Draco is just a cooperative relationship between teammates.

If Draco hadn't spoken when Crabbe and Goyle asked him for help.

Then the morale of the team will be low and it will be difficult to lead the team.

After all, Crabbe and Goyle are now from Slytherin College. They can't get food at the Slytherin table, and they still can't get food at the Gryffindor table. Didn't they come here for nothing?

Although a witcher does not need followers, in addition to his identity as a witcher, Draco is also a "pure-blooded aristocrat."

There are some things that Draco has to obey even though he doesn't like them.

After a little thought, Draco put down the knife and fork in his hand and looked in the direction of Crabbe and Goyle.

Crabbe and Goyle's eyes showed excitement when they found that their boss responded to their gaze.

Although it was not known whether the excitement was because of the food or because they could now fight, Crabbe and Goyle immediately looked at Hermione, who was elegantly holding her knife and fork, with anger on their faces.

It seemed that as long as Draco gave the order, they would jump up and hammer Hermione into a pancake.

Draco cleared his throat.

"Hermione, we are in the Great Hall now, don't use magic here."

Although what Draco said was slightly different from what he had imagined, Crabbe and Goyle still supported Draco by nodding frequently.

"That's right, how can you use magic in the auditorium?!"

"Gryffindor should be deducted points!"

"Ten points deducted!"

Crabbe and Goyle's words successfully attracted the attention of the people around them.

Even Harry, who originally just wanted to have a quiet breakfast, couldn't help but shake his head and sigh.

I began to wonder whether it was a wise decision to let these two fat guys join the adventure as teammates.

Harry had seen adventurers with such poor eloquence before.

But in most cases, Harry would never meet them a second time.

Crabbe and Goyle were completely unaware that they had attracted the attention of half the table and were still glaring at Hermione fiercely.

"As for you two, what time did you and Hermione meet this morning?"

After hearing Draco's words, Crabbe and Goyle suddenly became like deflated balls and became limp.

He turned around and looked at Draco with a look that said, 'We are about to fight hard, why did Your Majesty surrender first?'

"How long?"

Draco ignored the looks from Crabbe and Goyle and asked them calmly.

Crabbe and Goyle hesitated for a moment, but finally named a time.

But two hours have passed since that time.

"Give me a reason why you are late."

Crabbe and Goyle looked at each other before hesitatingly saying, "We overslept."

Looking at Crabbe and Goyle who were hesitating, Draco shook his head.

"No matter what, you must abide by the time."

Draco placed his hands on the table and tapped them rhythmically with his fingers.

"I'm giving you a choice now, breakfast or lunch, choose it yourself. If you are late again next time, don't come to the Gryffindor table."

In the end, Crabbe chose to have breakfast, while Goyle chose to have lunch.

The other Gryffindor students at the long table noticed that there was no more talk of "Gryffindor points deduction" or anything like that.

They all shifted their attention elsewhere, and only Hermione looked at Draco deeply after he made his judgment.

Crabbe, who had been given permission, began to eat with a vengeance.

After Crabbe joined the Gryffindor breakfast annihilation war, Ron, who had already slowed down his eating speed, seemed to develop some strange competitive mentality.

He began to eat more violently than Crabbe.

Soon their strange competition attracted onlookers. After all, Gryffindor students loved to have fun.

And when there is ready-made fun, they naturally won't miss it.

Especially when the Weasley twin brothers discovered that their younger brother was engaged in a eating competition.

Although they didn't know how this game started, as Gryffindors were famous for their fun, they obviously wouldn't miss the opportunity to have fun.

Soon, cheers of "Ron! Ron! Ron!" began to be heard at the Gryffindor table.

A group of Gryffindor students who were looking for trouble began to cheer for Ron.

The commotion at the Gryffindor table soon attracted the attention of students at the nearby Hufflepuff and Ravenclaw tables.

Some curious kids came over to take a look and found that a Gryffindor student and a Slytherin student were competing in eating.

Originally, this kind of thing was not very interesting, but the atmosphere at the Gryffindor table had reached this point.

A group of people shouted "Ron! Ron! Ron!" as if they were playing a Quidditch game, and Ron, as the seeker, was about to catch the golden snitch.

Looking at the fat Slytherin boy who was competing with Ron in eating, anyone who has spent some time in Hogwarts can come to a conclusion.

Slytherin is causing trouble again, and this time it has even reached the Gryffindor table.

No, no matter from which angle you look at it, we must help out in this matter.

Soon, another circle of Hufflepuff and Ravenclaw students gathered around the Gryffindor table.

While shouting "Gryffindor! Gryffindor!"

With the addition of Hufflepuff and Ravenclaw, the Slytherins finally realized that something was wrong.

It's so lively there, what happened?

So a curious person went over to take a look, and immediately someone came back to report.

"This is incredible! One of our classmates went to the Gryffindor table to compete with others in eating. Now we are surrounded by people who are cheering for Gryffindor. We have lost in terms of momentum!"

Although I don't understand why someone would compete with those gluttons in Gryffindor in eating, it's for the honor of the house.

The Slytherins chose to go to the Gryffindor table to watch this inexplicable game.

And when the Slytherin prefect saw that the person who was eating crazily in the crowd was the fat boy who threw chicken wings and cod all over him yesterday.

The Slytherin prefect immediately said to the people around him, "This kid is a big eater. He won't lose."

Soon, shouts of "Slytherin! Slytherin!" began to rang out in the hall.

By this point, things had completely gotten out of control.

Even Harry and Draco, who were sitting nearby and just wanted to have breakfast in peace, had to give up on breakfast.

Plan to make up for it at noon.

It’s not that their thick skin doesn’t allow them to eat in such an environment.

It’s because many of those shouting slogans were a little too excited.

As a result, they didn't know whether it was intentional or accidental, and were ready to share the taste of their breakfast with others.

Harry and Draco were deeply moved by this selfless sharing and put down their cutlery.

Hermione on the other side lowered her head, with her long bangs covering her face.

Harry couldn't see clearly what Hermione's expression was.

However, judging from the exposed veins on her hands holding the cutlery, Harry decided that he definitely did not want to provoke Hermione at least today.

It seemed that they knew that what happened at the Gryffindor table was just an emotionless eating competition, so the professors did not intervene.

After clearing half of the table of food, Crabbe choked on a sausage because he ate too fast.

Although Harry, who was standing next to him, used the Heimlich maneuver immediately to prevent Crabbe from suffocating to death.

But Harry's arm strength is not something a fat boy who lacks exercise can withstand.

At the same time Crabbe spat out the sausage head from his trachea.

Crabbe's stomach was also squeezed, causing Crabbe to have a rainbow spray.

Let Ron declare victory in the game amidst a stench.

Just like this inexplicable game, it started inexplicably and ended very abruptly.

After a round of cheers of "Gryffindor!!!", the crowd around the long table gradually dispersed.

Only Ron, with a bloated belly, was left gasping for breath beside the table.

Although there was a small disturbance during breakfast, Harry, Draco and Hermione, as self-disciplined people, obviously would not change their plans for today because of this small change.

Today is Saturday, and it is time to concentrate on clearing out a week's worth of work.

So just like when he walked into the hall before, Ron was still helped out of the hall by Harry and Draco.

Ron held his stomach as he walked out of the Great Hall.

She made a sound of "Ouch, ouch." It didn't look like she had just eaten too much, but rather like she was pregnant and about to give birth.