trainer at hogwarts

In short, when the students were enjoying the Halloween meal, Morris found that the top student was not on the Gryffindor table.

Presumably in this joyful holiday atmosphere, she hid in the toilet alone and cried quietly.

Now, that's pathetic.

But after suffering so many blows from herself, is she still so fragile? Morris tilted his head and thought for a while, and in the end it could only be attributed to Harry and Ron's Yin-Yang language progressing too much.

In the middle of the dinner, the door was suddenly knocked open, and Quirrell stumbled in and shouted the news about the troll's entry into the city. He spoke intermittently, and fell to the ground after speaking, fainting.

Voldemort's acting skills are really good, but this object is a bit stretched. A giant monster can be solved by a first year with a little luck. How can he, a Defense Against the Dark Arts professor, not be able to solve it? This is too watery and fake.

However, the news still managed to cause a commotion in the hall, and the Halloween dinner was forced to end early.

Sol was still holding a pumpkin pie in his hand when he was rushed into the team by the prefect, urging him to return to the lounge quickly.

"Troll...is it scary?" Thor thought for a moment, thinking that this thing wouldn't be so mobilizing.

"Perhaps the professors have other plans, so they asked Professor Quirrell to cooperate in the acting." James said, "After all, although the troll is quite powerful in combat, it is too stupid and can be subdued by just flying a kite."

"Alas, what a pity such a table of delicious food is." Simon reluctantly left with the team.

Morris said contemptuously: "Are we short of food? When we return to the common room later, someone must have gone back to the kitchen to bring all the food over, and then have a party in the common room."

Simon's eyes lit up: "That's right."

Morris was paying attention to the situation in Gryffindor as he walked. After seeing Harry and Ron sneaking out, he asked Gardevoir to have a substitute follow him quietly.

It doesn't matter whether it is live broadcast or not, the main thing is to protect Harry from getting hurt.

Gardevoir was deceived by the reason behind this.

The process was much simpler than in the original timeline. The attack magic that Harry learned finally came into use. Although it was not very powerful, a bunch of them hit the giant monster on the head and successfully stunned it physically.

It's a pity that Ron didn't learn the levitation spell.

It may be the friendship catalyzed by the revolution, or it may be Hermione's initiative to admit her mistakes to Professor McGonagall so that Harry and Ron can avoid punishment. The three of them finally took a big step forward in their friendship.

………………

November.

The weather is getting colder and it's time for the Quidditch game.

But two hours before the game, Harry blocked the barrel door.

After receiving the news, Morris reluctantly raised his head at the mouth of the barrel, yawned and said: "Harry, I promised you that I would go to your game, so there's no need to wake me up in such a hurry. It's only nine o'clock now." , usually at this time I am happily in bed..."

"No, Maurice, now is not the time to talk about this." Harry said with a serious face, "I discovered something very serious."

"What serious thing could be more important than your Quidditch?" Morris joked, climbed out, took Harry to the mural next to him, and scratched his pear.

"There is a secret room here! Oh, I'm sorry."

"It doesn't matter, dear sir. You are Mr. Hill's new friend, so you must also like desserts."

"...?"

Morris took the pudding from the house elf: "This is the kitchen, let's talk while eating."

"Oh, okay." Harry looked at the busy dwarves curiously and asked, "Maurice, are these all goblins? Didn't you say they all work in Gringotts?"

"No, these are house elves. They cook our usual meals. They are also responsible for cleaning, carrying luggage when school starts, etc." Morris skillfully called a house elf and asked for a portion. Egg sandwich and a glass of seasonal juice, and then said to Harry, "Would you like some?"

Harry nodded: "Then it's the same as you... No, Maurice, I have something very important to tell you!"

"What's the matter?" Morris tilted his head and thought for a while but couldn't figure out what was important.

Harry lowered his voice and whispered in his ear: "Snape, that Snape wants to steal the thing hidden by Principal Dumbledore on the fourth floor."

"Gentlemen, your sandwiches and juice are ready."

Harry was startled by the sudden appearance of the house elf.

"Thank you." Morris took a sip of juice to calm down his shock, then pondered for a moment and said, "Are you serious?"

"Of course, I saw it all!" Harry was very sure.

Morris: "..."

Although I don't know what the specific situation is, it is no surprise that Snape is the one who takes the blame.

"What on earth did you think that dog was guarding?" Harry frowned, "Snape probably didn't succeed, he was very angry."

"I think..." Morris quickly finished his breakfast, "Isn't the most important thing for you now to finish eating quickly and then prepare for the Quidditch match?"

"But……"

"You have been training for so long, wouldn't you be sorry if you don't win a championship?" Morris said, "As for Snape, I will look at it again, don't worry."

Harry nodded and started eating his sandwich.

"To be honest, Maurice, I, I'm a little scared right now..." Harry said, "I didn't tell Ron or Hermione, I... is there any way you can calm me down."

It turns out that even a genius like you is not as stable as an old dog from the beginning.

Morris smiled gently: "Some pressure is not a bad thing. Don't think too much, just enjoy the game. I will always cheer for you!"

"Ok!"

...............

Around eleven o'clock, Morris and his roommates were sitting in the stands.

"It's surprising that you all came to watch Quidditch."

Thor rolled his eyes: "Well, actually we didn't mainly come to see Harry Potter from Gryffindor. Not to mention how long it had been since the first-year Seeker appeared, Harry... The name Potter is worth it. From now on, when I go out, I can also say that I watched Harry Potter's first Quidditch match! How honorable."

"I don't think this is something worth showing off." Simon said bluntly.

"Then what are you doing here?"

Simon: "You are all here, and even Maurice, the guy who almost wanted to live in the bed, ran out. It would be inappropriate for me not to come."

Morris: "..."