"You're here, Potter!"

Harry jumped up in shock and picked up his wand. He thought there was no one in the lounge, but he never expected a huge figure would suddenly appear from the seat in the distance. Harry looked closely and found it was Cormike McLagan.

"I've been waiting for you to come back," McLagan said, ignoring Harry's wand, "I must have taken a nap. I heard that Weasley was carried to the school hospital, and it seems he can't play next week."

It took Harry a while to understand what he was saying, and his mind was as dull as the paste.

"Oh... by the way... Quidditch," he inserted his wand back into the belt of his jeans and stroked his hair tiredly, "Yes... he might not be able to go."

"Then I should be the goalkeeper, right?" McLagan asked immediately.

"Ah," said Harry, "Ah, I think it is..."

Harry couldn't think of a reason to refute, after all, McLagan ranked second in the trials.

"Great," McLagan said in a satisfied tone, "when will I train?"

"What? Oh... it will be once tomorrow night."

"Okay, listen to me, Potter, we should talk about it in advance. I have some strategic ideas that may work for you."

"Okay," Harry said not very enthusiastically, "I'll listen to it tomorrow. I'm very tired now... goodbye..."

The incident of Ron quickly spread the following day after he got the Ravend Love Agent, and everyone seemed to find it very interesting. Ravend Brown was not punished for this, because the Ravend Love Agent is not a poison and will not cause any side effects. However, everyone thinks that Weasley was a bit strange when he was inexplicably admitted to the school hospital.

"Harry, why is Ron in the school hospital?" Neville asked. "The romance agent will be fine as long as time passes. Unless you take the antidote of the wrong, there will be no accident. Didn't you take him to Professor Slughorn?"

"I don't know much about this, either." Harry said with a gloomy face.

However, Gryffindors only paid attention to Ron Weasley. Except for Ravender Brown who also wanted to go to the school hospital to see Ron, others generally were more concerned about the second round Quidditch game against Slytherin.

"Highpatch was beaten by Ravenclaw in the field," Dean said excitedly, "Zhacarice was stunned by the roaming ball within two minutes after he came on the field. Ravenclaw won Hufflepatch and Slytherin, which also means we still have a chance, Harry, but we have to win this game first!"

"Oh, is it?" Harry was a little numb. Quidditch's attraction to him had never been as low as he is now. His mind was full of other things. However, Harry didn't have much time to think about other problems. He had to participate in Quidditch training, do homework, make up lessons, and be entangled by McLagan and Ravender wherever he went.

Harry couldn't be sure which of these two people was more annoying. McClagan kept suggesting that he would be better than Ron as a goalkeeper, thinking that Harry would come to the same conclusion now that he often saw his training. He also liked to criticize other players and provide Harry with detailed training plans. Harry had to remind him several times who was the captain.

Meanwhile, Lavender often came to discuss Ron, and Harry found it more annoying than McLagan's Quidditch lecture.

"Listen to me, why don't you talk about this with Ron?" Harry asked.

"Oh, I want to ask, but when I go to see him, he always sleeps." Ravend said agonizedly. "I think Ron is getting colder and colder to me."

Yes, especially after he knew you gave him a love acupuncture.

However, Ron recovered well. At least when Harry went to see him, he always slandered McLagan with Harry, and did not pretend to be asleep like when Ravender came to see him.

"Harry, don't worry too much. You haven't done the antidote to the romance agent. It's normal to make mistakes, let alone am I okay now?" Ron always comforted Harry like this. But he didn't know that Harry was worried about other issues.

On the morning of the game against Slytherin, Harry went to the school hospital before going to the court. Ron was restless and Mrs. Pomfrey refused to let him go to the game, for fear that he would be overly excited.

"How is McLagan acting?" he asked Harry nervously, as if he didn't remember asking twice.

"I told you," Harry said patiently, "He is world-class and I don't want to keep him. He always teaches others a lesson and thinks he can be better than the rest of us in any position. I want to get rid of him sooner."

"That's good, that's good." Ron felt a little relieved.

"Good luck, I hope you beat McLagan-I'm talking about Malfoy."

"I'll try." Harry said, carrying the broom, "See you after the game."

He hurried through the uninhabited corridor. The whole school went out, either sitting in the stadium or walking there. Harry looked out the window and judged how strong the wind was. He raised his eyes and saw Silver walking towards him when he heard a sound in front of him.

"Potter." Silver called out Harry.

"Is there anything wrong?" Harry felt that his cultivation had improved.

"I have to remind you so that you won't lose your life in vain. Be careful of Malfoy."

"What did you say?"

"There is no need for me to repeat it after hearing it." Silver laughed briefly.

Harry was a little confused by Silver's strange reminder. Be careful of Malfoy? What is there to be careful about? In front of the whole school, does Malfoy dare to use a curse to kill his life? (To be continued...)
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