HP: Let professors walk towards the light

On this Saturday, Harry was woken up by Wood early in the morning to go to Quidditch training, and as expected, he ran into Colin even though he was out so early...

"I heard someone shouting your name, so I ran down here, Harry, and look—" Colin waved the pictures in his hand, with his camera hanging around his neck. "Here are the pictures I developed."

Harry was stunned looking at the photo. It was taken before their Defense Against the Dark Arts class that day. Malfoy attracted a group of people to watch him, and then Lockhart came over and asked for an autographed photo of the two of them, so Colin took it.

In the photo, Lockhart was now in the center. He was pulling Harry's arm, trying to drag him out from the corner that was not visible in the photo. After a while, Lockhart in the photo gave up his dragging action and panted dejectedly, while Harry had already left.

Looking at the photo, Harry was glad that he insisted on not showing his face, and he was very satisfied with his performance.

"Can you sign an autograph for me?" Colin's eyes revealed strong admiration and expectation.

But, "No." Harry rejected him bluntly. He looked at the Gryffindor common room and said, "I'm sorry, Colin, but I have to go to Quidditch training now."

With that he turned and climbed out of the Fat Lady's portrait door.

"Ah, wait for me! I haven't watched Quidditch either." Colin followed and crawled out.

He trotted after Harry, asking him questions about Quidditch. Just like Harry who had just arrived, he knew nothing and kept asking questions about this and that.

Harry could only helplessly explain the complicated rules of Quidditch to Colin. It was not until they reached the changing room of the Quidditch field that Harry got rid of Colin.

Colin shouted from behind, "I'll get a good seat, Harry!" and ran off into the audience.

However, the torture that followed was equally unbearable for Harry.

Oliver Wood, the only sober person in the Gryffindor locker room, was explaining the training plan he had made during the holidays to everyone who was not sober yet.

He held up a map of the field with arrows, lines and crosses of various colors drawn on it, pointed at it with his magic wand, and gave a long speech on his new tactics.

After I finally finished talking about the first one, there are still the second and third ones.

Fred was snoring on the shoulder of fourth grader Alicia Spinnett, Alicia kept nodding at the wall, George sat on the floor with his head buried in the chair, Katie Bell and Angelina Johnson fell asleep back to back, and Harry had already fallen asleep at the beginning of the second picture...

Wood was heartbroken by last year's defeat, when they were missing a player in the final - Harry was lying unconscious in the hospital wing. They had suffered the worst defeat in Gryffindor's three hundred years, so Wood was particularly excited and spent the entire summer studying Quidditch tactics.

He took the lead, leading his yawning teammates out of the locker room to practice his new tactics.

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"Draco, are you going to Quidditch practice?"

Pansy and Reina saw Draco holding a broom and following the Slytherin team members to the court, and she pulled Reina over.

Draco stopped, and the rest of the team followed suit.

"Yes, this is my first training." He raised his chin, and his whole body began to exude an air of satisfaction.

"Oh, congratulations to you, Lena. How about we go and take a look?" Pansy said excitedly.

"Look at Miss Parkinson, I have no choice but to go."

"Why, from what you said, you don't want to watch me train?" Draco lowered his head and squinted at Lena.

"If you invite me, I'll agree with reluctance."

"You're getting more demanding. Well, as a Malfoy, I formally invite you to observe my training. May I ask if Miss Talros can give me a chance?" Draco held the broom in one hand, bent over, and stretched out the other hand.

"In that case, I'll give you a favor." Lena put her hand on it.

"Hey, you two, I'm still here." Pansy interrupted, "What kind of prince and princess scene are you two acting out? I was the one who brought it up first. How can you ignore me?"

"Oh, so what are you... a maid?" Draco smiled.

"Draco, you are not a gentleman at all." Pansy said angrily.

A group of people walked towards the Quidditch pitch.

Draco followed Flint and the others to the Slytherin locker room to change their jerseys, while Pansy took Lena to the audience seats.

There were already Gryffindor players practicing on the field. Just when Pansy asked Reina where the Slytherins were going to practice, all the Gryffindor players flew down and headed for one place - where Draco and the others were entering.

Pansy quickly pulled Lena down again.

Hermione and Ron also rushed down from the other side of the audience.

When they arrived, Flint was showing off the gift that Draco's father had given to the Slytherin team: seven brand new, shiny brooms with the golden words "Nimbus 2001" gleaming in the sun.

Draco smiled until his eyes narrowed into slits.

"What? Why aren't you practicing?" Ron, who had rushed over, asked first. When he saw Draco wearing a Slytherin jersey, he asked in surprise, "Why is he here?"

"I'm Slytherin's new Seeker, so naturally I'm here to train, Weasley," he said smugly.

"Hey, everyone is admiring the new broom my dad bought."

Ron looked at the scene in front of him, his jaw dropped in shock, his mouth open without saying a word.

At this time, Rena and Pansy arrived late. No one noticed their arrival. They just stood aside. "They seem to be arguing. Let's listen." Pansy said.

Then Draco said sarcastically: "How about it? Maybe you Gryffindors can pool your money to buy some new ones. These 'Sweeps' can be sold to museums as exhibits."

The Slytherin burst into laughter.

"At least the Gryffindor team doesn't have to pay to join!" Hermione retorted loudly, "They all got in based on their real abilities."

The smile on Draco's face disappeared, and he said angrily: "No one asked for your opinion! You stinky little mud..."

"Shut up!"

Draco's words were interrupted, and everyone was attracted by this sound.

When Draco was getting angry at being interrupted, he turned around and saw Rena walking towards him. The smile that was always on Rena's face was replaced by a look of indifference. Draco had never seen Rena like this before. He was stunned where he was. Hermione, Harry and the three Weasley brothers from Gryffindor were also surprised, but they were more surprised at the timing of Rena's appearance.

"What are you going to say, Draco? I hope it's not the curse word I know." Rena stared at Draco, and her cold tone made no one dare to interrupt her. Even Pansy had never seen Rena like this.

"What...I..." For the first time, Draco was speechless. He suddenly began to doubt whether he really shouldn't have said that word. Reina even said that the woman was her friend.

"My father died of a curse, Draco. Even if that word is not a real curse, I don't want to hear you call someone else, anyone, that. You'd better understand how bad it is."