Chapter 137 — The Slytherin Beauty?

Chapter 137: Chapter 137 — The Slytherin Beauty?

Chapter 137 — The Slytherin Beauty?

Wood finished speaking and then led his players out to the Quidditch pitch.

Harry looked blankly at the sky outside.

When they had gone in, it had still been somewhat dark, but by the time they came out, the sun was already shining brightly.

He hadn’t expected them to spend so long inside.

When Harry entered the pitch, he found Vesey and the others sitting on the grass.

Vesey was holding a beef patty and nibbling at it like a cute little hamster.

"What a beautiful age!"

Wood stood on the pitch and watched Vesey for a while before sighing.

Then he nudged Harry.

"Harry, have you ever considered finding a boyfriend for Vesey?"

As he said this, Wood’s face turned red.

Harry couldn’t believe he was actually seeing Oliver Wood blush.

"Ahem. What do you think of me? I’m older, caring, and the captain of the Quidditch team. I would definitely..."

He didn’t finish.

Harry immediately rejected the idea.

"No, no! Vesey is too young right now. She has no intention of finding a boyfriend. Don’t even think about it!"

Wood was a little disappointed, but he wasn’t discouraged.

There would be opportunities in the future.

He had only just seen Vesey today, and he already couldn’t resist.

"Harry, honestly, looking at you, I never would have thought you had such a beautiful sister!"

Harry looked at Vesey, his expression softening.

"Vesey looks like our mother. My mother was beautiful too, but Vesey is a little more delicate than she was. She’s always been very innocent."

Wood nodded in agreement.

Such a beautiful girl...

He really hoped she could become his.

"If you introduce Vesey to me, I’ll recommend you to become the next Quidditch captain!"

Harry sighed.

Dream on!

Whoever dared to steal his sister would have to get through him first!

He walked over to Vesey and the others and gently rubbed her red hair.

"Why didn’t you sleep a little longer?"

Vesey shook her head.

She took out a sandwich and a jug of pumpkin juice.

"Brother, here you go!"

Harry happened to be very hungry.

He took them and began eating.

At the same time, he glanced at Ron contemptuously.

"As my best friend, you didn’t even bring me anything to eat?"

Ron gave him an annoyed look.

"Didn’t Vesey bring you food?"

Harry sneered.

Hah!

This was the difference between a brother and a sister.

What useless brothers!

And don’t even think about getting anywhere near his sister!

After eating, Harry mounted his broomstick and flew across the Quidditch pitch.

The moment he took off, he instantly became wide awake.

Of course, at the same time, the clicking of a camera came from the stands.

Wood immediately looked over warily.

"Who is that? Could he be a spy sent by Slytherin?"

Fred glanced over without much interest.

"That’s Colin Creevey, a first-year in Gryffindor. He can’t be a spy. If Slytherin wanted to send a spy, they should send Vesey!"

Wood looked at Vesey with a dreamy smile.

"How could that be? She would never do something like that!"

George nodded in agreement.

"Vesey really doesn’t need to do that sort of thing. They actually did it themselves!"

He pointed toward the entrance to the Quidditch pitch.

The Slytherin team had already arrived.

"I can’t believe they’ve booked the Quidditch pitch for today!"

Wood said angrily.

Then he swooped down on his broomstick.

Harry and the others quickly followed.

"Flint, what are you doing? We got here first! This is our pitch!"

Wood shouted.

Flint gave a sly laugh.

"This is a big place. We can train together."

What a load of rubbish!

Wood was convinced that Flint and the others were simply trying to find out about his new tactics.

His tactics had always been the best.

"We got up early and booked this place. Do you understand?"

he said angrily.

Flint and the others laughed.

Then they pulled out a note.

It bore Snape’s handwriting.

«"I, Severus Snape, give permission for the Slytherin team to train on the Quidditch pitch today to train their new Seeker."»

Wood’s attention immediately shifted.

He asked in surprise:

"You have a new Seeker?"

Slytherin’s previous Seeker hadn’t been very good, so Harry had easily crushed him.

Wood wondered how things would be different now.

Flint and the others laughed.

Then they stepped aside, revealing Malfoy behind them.

"You’re Lucius Malfoy’s son, aren’t you?"

Fred said with disgust.

He still remembered the fight between Lucius Malfoy and their father.

The Slytherin players laughed loudly.

"Since you mentioned Draco’s father, let me show you Mr. Malfoy’s gift to our team!"

Together, they pulled out their broomsticks.

Nimbus 2001s.

"The latest model! It only came out last month. Its performance is better than the Nimbus 2000, and it’s even better than some people who use Cleansweep Sevens!"

The Gryffindor team members were speechless for a moment.

At this time, Vesey and the others walked over from the lawn.

The sunlight was shining brightly, making Vesey look as beautiful as a fairy.

The Slytherin boys were speechless for a moment.

After a while, one of them hesitantly said:

"What? You know you can’t defeat us, so you called the beauty of our house over?"

His words nearly made Vesey, who had been listening to their conversation, stumble.

Whose house does she belong to?

Do you have no shame?

She was a grown man...

All right!

She was a girl now.

Vesey wanted to cry, but she had no tears left.

She almost turned around and buried her face in Hermione’s not-so-broad chest.

"Why are you here?"

Harry pulled Vesey closer and asked worriedly.

"Are you uncomfortable?"

Vesey shook her head.

She was desperate and extremely uncomfortable.

But of course, she couldn’t say that right now.

"What’s wrong? Don’t you want to watch the match?"

Ron was even more surprised.

He stepped out from behind Vesey and looked at Malfoy with undisguised disgust.

"Why is he here too?"

Malfoy proudly raised his broomstick.

"I’m the new Seeker for the Slytherin team. I was just showing you the new brooms my father bought for the entire team. What do you think?"

He practically shoved the Nimbus 2001 under Ron’s nose.

Ron was speechless.

"Your Gryffindor brooms are already antiques. I believe their final destination will be either sweeping floors or sitting in a museum!"

Malfoy mocked them.

Vesey immediately looked displeased.

"How could that be? A faster broom isn’t necessarily better.

"Fred’s Cleansweep Seven isn’t necessarily inferior to my brother’s Nimbus 2000 on the Quidditch pitch.

"Likewise, as long as your skills are good enough, you can beat someone riding a Nimbus 2001 with a Nimbus 2000.

"Having a good broom certainly helps, but it doesn’t guarantee victory. So let’s just forget about that!"

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