Chapter 341: Quidditch is no fun at all (Edited)

"Fish, even though you follow me around like this, I'm very happy..."

Harry smiled bitterly at the kitten following inches behind him, and the inconsequential Percy beside him.

"But you don't need to follow me everywhere, do you?"

The main thing is...

The eyes of the girls next to me are terrifying!

"No way!"

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The kitten answered righteously, "Fish wants to catch the evil Black for the reward, and protect Harry too nya."

Harry: "..."

Even though it was only incidental, he was already very satisfied!

Can't you see the girls standing next to him, wild-eyed with jealousy?

Since Black burst into the school, Professor McGonagall revealed to Harry what he already knew.... Black's target is him.

And, the news soon spread through the school.

Although they felt sorry for Harry, most of the students were relieved to learn that they were not the target of Black's attack, and the tense atmosphere in the school also eased somewhat.

Consequently, however, Harry felt uncomfortable. No matter where he went, there would be worried looks from everyone, and the teachers even found various excuses to escort him through the corridors. As for being followed by Percy and Fish, it was a minor problem.

And when he went to his Divination class, Professor Trelawney and her "followers" would look at him as if he were dead and predict his death in various ways....

Well, the divination class consisted of using a crystal ball to guess Harry's death.

But the scariest thing was that Professor McGonagall had been about to refuse his Quidditch training, but after some arguments on his part, Professor McGonagall had finally given him permission to train, but only under Mrs. Hooch's supervision.

But Harry is already very happy about this, at least he can train, right?

That afternoon, Harry took his Nimbus 2000 and headed for the quidditch pitch, with Fish and Percy dutifully following him, and with a large group of girls....

"Why are there so many spectators here? are they Slytherin spies?"

As Harry was followed by a group of girls to participate in Quidditch training, only the Quidditch captain, Wood, said with a wary look, and he had already spotted some familiar Slytherin girls in the crowd.

"Come on Wood, even if Slytherin wanted to spy, there's no way they would send that many girls."

Fred rolled his eyes, pointing at the school superstar who was surrounded by the girls.

"It's because Fish is here too."

"What?!" Wood's eyes lit up with excitement, "Does that mean Fish is finally taking an interest in Quidditch?"

But good thing Wood wasn't Wood, he quickly added to Harry, "I don't hold it against you, Harry, but you know I'm graduating next year and the only substitute for the team is Ron at the moment."

Harry shrugged indifferently, then poured cold water on him mercilessly, "Unfortunately, as much as I'd love to play Quidditch with Fish, he's only here to protect me..."

"That's fine, as long as we train well! Maybe we can get Fish's attention and get him to join the team."

But Wood wasn't discouraged and was still rallying everyone passionately.

"That's what Trelawney thinks."

Ron muttered in an aside.

"What did you say?"

Wood didn't hear what he was saying and turned his head to ask.

Thinking about the possibility of being caught by Wood and babbling for hours, Ron unconsciously flinched and cheated him decisively, "I mean...don't let Fish give you the Golden Snitch again this time."

The thought of Wood catching him and giving him a hard time for hours gave Ron a jolt in his subconscious and he chuckled, "I mean...don't let Fish get the Golden Snitch this time."

Wood's side was fine, but the three players on the team were not.

"Fish wouldn't do that now!"

"It wasn't sensible back then, but now Fish is being good!"

"It's just a little thing, but you actually remembered it for two years."

Alicia Spinnett, Angelina Johnson and Katie Bell gathered around Ron with their arms crossed, like a mother hen, and spoke for Fish.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I was wrong..."

Ron could only smile and concede, and the three of them gave him another hard look before giving up.

"Alright, let's get this training started! Let's practice our third tactic first!"

Wood clapped his hands, telling them all to take off quickly, choosing to practice his most complicated tactic right off the bat, hoping to get the cat's attention. As for tactical exposure, it was no longer within their consideration.

Harry and the others didn't object, and they all got on their brooms and began practicing.

In the stands, Fish wasn't as enthralled by the tactics they were practicing as Wood had hoped, not even focusing on the Quidditch players in the sky, but instead flicking his ears around his head, keeping an eye on everything around him.

After watching the Quidditch team practice with Fish on the first day, there were few young witches who continued to follow him.

Realizing that Fish was serious about protecting Harry and that they were actually causing trouble for the cat with so many of them, Sharpay and Penelope got together to discuss and screen the followers.

In fact, if it wasn't raining all the time and they needed an umbrella for Fish, they wouldn't have wanted anyone to bother Fish.

But it was nice to do so, as it was a very romantic experience to be under an umbrella with Fish.

The older girls, like Sharpay and Penelope, didn't hesitate to split the task, and they had good reason to do so....

If Sirius Black showed up, the older ones could defend themselves, and the younger ones would just be holding Fish back.

Their plan was perfect, and the younger witches couldn't refute this reason at all, even Hermione approved, her only regret was that....

The weather had been worse than they could have imagined, so apart from Sharpay, who had given Fish an umbrella on the first day, and another Gryffindor senior girl, the others had a very bad experience.

It took all their strength to keep the wind from blowing the umbrella away, and they were in no mood to enjoy any romance with the cat. At the end of the day, Fish even wore a cape and didn't even use an umbrella.

With Penelope and the others depressed, the Gryffindor Quidditch team finished their final practice.

"No practice tomorrow night!"

Oliver Wood shouted to his team above the raging storm, "Let's recharge our batteries and get rid of Slytherin with an effort the day after tomorrow!"

"Oh..."

The crowd cheered faintly and then ran towards the castle.

The kitten that had been following Harry was also very relieved not to finally have to go out in this nasty weather.

Of course, Quidditch and all that....

It's no fun at all!