Hogwarts Ordnance Manual

After the deans of the four major colleges drew lots, the College Cup Quidditch schedule for this academic year has been determined. Although there are still rumors that murderers are on the loose and soul-sucking monsters are roaming freely, as long as there is no real threat to the safety of the students, The classes that were supposed to be taken were still attended, and the activities that were supposed to be done were not stopped.

Dudley glanced at the schedule, and sure enough, the first game was Gryffindor versus Hufflepuff.

The championship and runner-up battle of last school year will be staged at the beginning of this school year, which makes the Quidditch enthusiasts in the school ecstatic, but it is not good news for Harry.

Harry's psychological pressure is too great. He is a very tolerant child. Many things are weighing on his heart and he is unwilling to seek help and relief from others.

Regarding Sirius Black, everyone told him that he was a vicious murderer who was full of crimes and was an accomplice in the death of Harry's parents. But for some reason, Harry just hated the pale, disheveled man in the newspaper. .

Harry felt deeply guilty for thinking this.

Everyone felt that he should hate Black. It seemed that if he didn't hate him, he would be sorry for his parents, the professors and friends who protected him, Hogwarts, and even the entire wizarding society.

Because Black wanted to kill him, Dementors were everywhere, and the activities of teachers and students in the school were restricted. Everyone kept silent, but they were very annoyed.This irritability also became a heavy burden on Harry's heart, and he felt that it was all caused by him.

Dudley, on the other hand, had already thought of the first game of this school year. It was also the only game in the original novel in which Cedric defeated Harry because Harry fell off his broomstick due to the influence of the Dementors. Gram's father was often proud of this game.

It was during this game that the Dementors crossed the school walls and were no longer restricted by Dumbledore.Since almost all the professors were watching the game at the stadium, this was also the best time for Dudley to take action.

"What?! You're going to miss the game against Gryffindor?!" Cedric, who came to inform Dudley of his training plan, couldn't believe his ears. The other teammates also thought they heard wrong.

"My mood has been very unstable recently. I have nightmares every day... Maybe it's the group of dementors outside... and everyone saw it in the divination class. After I received the stimulation, I was a little... fascinated... ...Anyway, I've been very out of shape recently, and I'm afraid I'll hurt everyone..." Dudley said with a sad face: "Look at my face, look at my arms, I've lost dozens of pounds!"

Cedric thought of Sprout telling him that Dudley was in a very bad mental state, and also heard about his crazy performance in the divination class, and he immediately cast a sympathetic look on him.

After all, this was a kind-hearted child who couldn't keep up with Dudley's playfulness. Then he patted him on the shoulder, expressed his understanding of his decision, and told Dudley that he could ask him for help if he needed any help.

Of course, the psychology of young people is also complicated. How could Cedric not know that if Dudley was present, he would almost steal the limelight of the entire audience, while he, as the seeker, would become a supporting role.

In the last duel with Harry, Cedric felt that he was not able to win, so he spent the whole summer learning from the pain, hoping that he could win with his own skills this school year. Dudley's request for leave suited his innermost feelings. mind.

Just as Cedric and the team members left, another beautiful figure came to Dudley. Who else could it be if it wasn't the Yan Shuang he thought about day and night?

Asked about the faint scent of cornflowers on Yanshuang's body, Dudley felt his face getting slightly hot.

Yan Shuang was wearing a beige dress today, with her silky long hair hanging casually on her shoulders. She didn't need to dress up deliberately, but she was already incredibly beautiful.

"Um, senior, do you have anything to do with me?" He asked a little dryly.

Yan Shuang raised her eyebrows and motioned to change the conversation to a place with fewer people.

They strolled out of the castle and stopped on a hillside not far from Hagrid's hut. Yan Shuang sat on the grass without hesitation, and Dudley also sat beside her.

"Oh, it's relaxing to be with friends. Being a young lady is really tiring..." Yan Shuang leaned back and supported her upper body with her arms, assuming a very relaxed posture.The curves of her body were so alluring that Dudley quickly looked away.

"Well... I thought you made a lot of friends in Slytherin..." Dudley's tone was somewhat sour.

Yan Shuang glanced at Dudley's expression with her beautiful eyes and was amused by Dudley's expression.

"Slytherin... is really good. Everyone is very kind and we communicate very harmoniously..." Yan Shuang said lightly.

"Kind... harmonious..." It was hard for Dudley to imagine that this was describing Slytherin. They were known for their hatred of non-pure-blood wizards, their hatred of Muggles, and their hatred of anything that was different from them, but Marcus' The encounter fully illustrates Yan Shuang's return to their kindness and harmony.

Evil people will be tortured by evil people. This is the eternal truth.

Dudley felt for a moment that he couldn't understand the beauty in front of him at all. Is she a rich lady with profound knowledge and talents, an ambitious social queen who uses violence to control violence, or the smiling, kind and charming young lady in front of her? .

"How can a mere Slytherin house be the stage in our hearts?" Yan Shuang looked into the distance and said softly.

Dudley was suddenly swept over by a very strong momentum and domineering power. The Yan Shuang in front of him was deeply affected by his scornful aura.

"Are you willing to help me?" Yan Shuang suddenly turned around and asked.

Dudley was stunned and couldn't help blurting out: "Do you want to rule the entire Hogwarts?"

Yan Shuang chuckled, covered her mouth with the back of her hand and said, "What are you talking nonsense about? Why do I want to rule a school? I will tell you slowly later..."

She pointed to the students playing flying broomsticks on the lawn in the distance and said: "The players at Hogwarts have a good foundation. I want to form a strong team that combines the top players in the school in addition to the teams from each house. Participate in a regular Quidditch league."

"What?" Dudley was confused by her idea. It turned out that by taking such a big detour, the young lady wanted to make achievements in sports.

Then Yan Shuang pointed to the looming black figure on the wall in the distance and said: "The league is not that urgent. We can wait until after the college competition. What I want to do most now is that..."

"Which one?" Dudley was confused by Yan Shuang's words again.

Yan Shuang's eyes suddenly became sharp, and her tone became a little more serious: "I want to kill those nasty dementors!"

To be honest, he was also shocked by Yan Shuang's idea. He even suspected that she had obtained an ordnance manual, and even said that she was also a time traveler.

But after several trials, Dudley finally rejected the idea.

Yan Shuang's dislike of dementors comes from other reasons, and can even be traced back to the war years decades ago.

Yan Shuang showed great trust in Dudley and even told her that she had slipped out to find a dementor to try out a few days ago.Dudley was dumbfounded by her audacity. He didn't expect that when he went to the Forbidden Forest to cause trouble, Yan Shuang crossed the Black Lake and went to the station to fight.

"Well... I don't know the Patronus Charm yet..." Dudley said a little embarrassedly: "I'm afraid I can't be of much help..."

Yan Shuang had seen them fighting dementors on the train, but she knew nothing about Dudley's strength. What she admired was Dudley's courage and determination to fight monsters.

She smiled and said: "If you want to learn, I can teach you all the spells I know!" Magic spells cannot be learned. If a person has no fighting spirit, it is really useless. Peter Pettigrew is a typical example. .

Dudley was naturally overjoyed. He just needed a teacher to help him. Studying with the curse papers in the library was really half the effort. Besides, did this mean that he would have a chance to be alone with the goddess?How could he let go of such a good thing.

But before parting, Dudley handed Firenze's bone flute to Yan Shuang.

"Is this... a gift?" Yan Shuang's cheeks were slightly red and her eyes were smiling. Looking at this rather rough bone flute, she didn't dislike it at all.

"No..." Dudley said with an old face: "If you need help, I can help you make an appointment with a powerful bounty hunter."

Hearing the word "bounty hunter", Yan Shuang's eyes suddenly looked a little disappointed. She was joking, with the financial resources of her Yan family, she couldn't hire any bounty hunter, but facing prey like dementors, what kind of hunter would do it? It's all for free.

"He knows how to kill dementors!" Dudley said every word.