Harry Potter Returns from Baldur's Gate

As Quirrell's spell spread from his wand, the puppet that had disappeared appeared in front of Harry again.

"Now."

Quirrell took out his pocket watch and looked at it.

"Mr. Potter, you have forty-five minutes to learn this spell."

Harry didn't know why Professor Quirrell suddenly taught him the Apparition Charm to break his invisibility.

However, this did not prevent Harry from mastering the spell in the next forty-five minutes.

It seemed that Quirrell also wanted Harry to master this spell.

In the forty-five minutes before the end of get out of class, Quirrell sent out one invisible puppet at the beginning, and then sent out sixteen invisible puppets to attack Harry in one breath.

In addition to mastering the Apparition spell, Harry also mastered some skills in combining spells.

For example, after encountering many obstacles, use the speed of light plus the revelation spell, or after wearing armor to protect yourself, add the revelation spell.

Although I don't know why Quirrell is so eager to learn the Apparition Spell.

But before the get out of class was over, Harry managed to fully master the Apparition Charm.

For this, Quirrell even gave Gryffindor an extra point as encouragement.

After class, as soon as they walked out of the Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom, Ron grabbed Harry and wanted to take Harry to find Hermione.

After pulling twice and finding that he failed to move Harry.

Ron looked back at Harry with an anxious look on his face.

"What are you waiting for? We have to go find Hermione together now!"

Harry shook his head.

"Don't bother looking for it, Ron. It's no use."

"But we are friends!"

Ron stared at Harry in front of him, with a shocked expression on his face as if Harry had just said that he was going to join Voldemort and become a Death Eater.

Harry shook his head, pulled his arm out of Ron's grasp, put his hands on Ron's shoulders and stared into Ron's eyes.

"Ron, you have to learn to accept that some things have changed. Maybe in the past, with everything you've been through, we would have been friends, but now..."

Harry gave a wry smile.

"The conflict between us makes it impossible for us to be friends, do you understand? It's like the Draco of today is not the same person as the Draco you knew in the past."

Ron slapped Harry's hands off his shoulders and shook his head vigorously.

"That's not the case Harry. This isn't the first time we've had a conflict in the past five years. But no matter how big the conflict is, we always get back together in the end. That's what friendship is all about."

Ron reached out again and tried to pull Harry away.

"Come with me to find Hermione!"

After hesitating for a moment, Harry threw his schoolbag to Draco and went to look for Hermione in Hogwarts with Ron.

Draco was left rubbing his still aching nose, staggering towards the auditorium with three school bags hanging on his body.

But before he had walked far, Draco saw a senior student from Hogwarts.

So Draco immediately shouted, "Beautiful lady, can you lend a helping hand to a poor man?"

The witch with pigtails turned around and looked at Draco, who was carrying three school bags and had a bitter look on his face, and a smile appeared on her face.

"What? What kind of trouble are you in?"

The witch, who was two heads taller than Draco now, walked up to Draco and took off a schoolbag from him.

"My friends, they go after what they want, leaving poor Draco here to carry their luggage."

Draco spoke in an operatic, exaggerated stage voice while bowing slightly to the witch.

"Thank you for your help, my lady. Without your help, I really don't know what I would do now."

Draco's exaggerated tone made the witch giggle.

"You're a freshman this year, right? You're very interesting. My name is Angelina Johnson. What's your name?"

"My name is Draco Malfoy."

When Harry was dragged by Ron to run almost a circle in the castle, and finally carried Ron back to the hall.

Except Hermione wasn't here, as expected.

Harry was surprised to find that Draco was sitting at the Gryffindor table talking and laughing with a tall, charming witch with pigtails.

In addition to the witch, Draco was surrounded by members of the Gryffindor Quidditch team.

Except for Wood, who was writing and drawing on the board in front of him with a serious expression, everyone else seemed to be chatting happily with Draco.

“Did I miss something?”

Harry, who was carrying Ron, smiled at a blonde witch, then helped Ron sit down where the witch had just sat, next to Draco.

"Hey, Harry, you didn't say you had a friend who was also good at Quidditch."

Wood looked up at Harry.

"Quidditch?"

Harry turned his head and looked at Draco, who was almost touching the pigtailed witch.

Although I know that the witch with pigtails is also a member of the Quidditch team.

But Harry, who had only trained with them once, didn't quite remember their names at that time.

At the same time, Harry was wondering why it seemed that everything in Hogwarts was related to Quidditch.

Is this sport of flying around on a broom really that interesting?

"Yes~"

The witch with pigtails sitting next to Draco said, putting her arm around Draco's shoulders.

"Draco has come up with some very interesting tips, and we plan to try them out in team training tonight. Now that your confinement has been lifted, our team training times will be changed back to Tuesday and Saturday as before."

Hearing this, Harry showed an embarrassed expression on his face.

"Um...well...actually, in the next two weeks..."

A visible red exclamation mark immediately popped up above Wood's head.

He asked Harry in a trembling voice, as if he was asking a doctor, "Is there any hope?"

"You're not going to be put in detention again, are you?"

Harry nodded.

Wood covered his face with his hands and let out a long sigh.

The Weasley brothers sitting next to Wood exchanged glances and then turned their attention to Harry.

"Even if it's me and George/Fred."

“None of us are in the second week of school.”

"That's all the confinement I've gotten."

"Hats off to you."

“A new generation of troublemakers.”

Looking at Fred and George across the long table, he saluted himself with his non-existent hats.

Harry felt very happy.

I am the embodiment of order, but how did things turn out like this...

Harry glanced out of the corner of his eye at Ron, who was lying on the table, gasping for breath like a fish out of water.

The bumper harvest immediately turned into miscellaneous grains, and in short, the mood was very complicated.

"Then we should train on the weekend."

As soon as Wood said this, sighs immediately broke out in the Quidditch team.

"Wood, we're only allowed to go to Hogsmeade on the weekend this year, you can't ruin our weekend."

"Get over it, it's the Quidditch Cup."

Seeing Wood's expression of 'either win or die, nothing else matters in the world except Quidditch'.

Harry said quickly, "My detention is only for two weeks this time."

"Only two weeks?"

The eyes of the other members of the team were collectively cast on Harry, as if what Harry had just said was not that he was going to be put in detention for two weeks, but that he had won a lot of Galleons in the jackpot of the Daily Prophet.

The next second, a cheer rang out from the Gryffindor table: "Long live two weeks!"

For the next hour, most of the Quidditch team discussed what they were going to buy in Hogsmeade.

A small number of members are getting to know each other better.

Just as Harry picked up a pancake from the table.

Ron, who had just been lying on the table, suddenly jumped up from the table.

"I know where she will be."

Before Harry could react, Ron ran out of the hall.

Ron had just left, and a person with a faint fragrance sat in the empty seat next to Harry.

"I heard~you got into trouble again?"

Harry turned his head and saw Qiu Zhang sitting next to him with a smile on his face.

Before Harry could say anything, Wood, who was sitting across the long table, jumped up.

"You! Stay away from my Chaser!"

077 Harry! Harry! Say something!