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    ? Master Druid of Hogwarts Volume 347, Awakening "Mmmm"

    Fish rubbed his eyes and sat up from the bed in the infirmary.

    Then I saw Professor McGonagall sitting by the bed and a large group of students behind her.

    In other words, Fish and Harry didn't have any major problems. Madam Pomfrey would have gone mad if so many people hadn't been crowded in the infirmary.

    "Fisch, are you alright?"

    Professor McGonagall reached out and touched the little cat's forehead, and asked with concern.

    "It's okay, meow!"

    The little cat replied vigorously, then touched its belly again, and said, "It's just that Fish is a little hungry now"

    "I have something to eat!"

    "I have this too!"

    "Fish eats mine first, this is a big portion and easy to get full!"

    As soon as the girls standing behind Professor McGonagall heard the cat's cry of hunger, they immediately took out all kinds of food from their pockets and handed them to Fish.

    Fish casually took the two seemingly hungry foods, and while unpacking them, he asked, "Where's Harry? Is he alright?"

    Patting Fish's little head in relief, Professor McGonagall pointed to the hospital bed next to Fish, and replied: "Potter is lying there, and he hasn't woken up yet.  The impact will be greater.¡±

    "oh¡­¡­"

    The little cat nodded half-understanding, chewed the food in its mouth, and agreed vaguely: "Harry is indeed a weak meow."

    Just as he was talking, Ron's voice suddenly came from the next door¡ª¡ª

    "Thank goodness, Harry, you're finally awake!"

    Fish immediately jumped off the bed, ran over with the food in his hand, and the others naturally followed behind in a swarm.

    So but when Harry just opened his eyes and was still in a daze, he found that he was surrounded by people.

    "Harry, do you want something to eat, meow?"

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    The little cat borrowed flowers to present Buddha, and handed over the food in his hand.

    "Huh? Ohno, thank you."

    Harry was stunned for a moment, politely rejected Mao Mao's kindness, then endured the pain everywhere in his body, and sat up from the hospital bed

    Although Dumbledore used spells to save Harry in time, the situation happened too suddenly, and Dumbledore could not completely relieve the force of his fall, so Harry was not seriously injured, but some minor injuries  Small bruises and abrasions were numerous.

    Seeing the way Harry grinned when he sat up, Fisher patted him with the rejuvenation technique.

    "Thanks."

    Feeling the pain in his body subside quickly, Harry thanked him again.

    Then, he turned his head and asked the question he was most concerned about¡ª¡ª

    "How's the game going?"

    Everyone was silent.

    Only Fish shook his head, "Fish just woke up too, I don't know meow."

    Harry's heart sank, but he still held a glimmer of hope and asked, "We didn'tlose, did we?"

    "That kid Malfoy caught the Snitch," Fred said through gritted teeth, "he must have caught it secretly while Fish was beating off the dementors. When the dementors first appeared, I saw him with my own eyes.  Flee away on a broomstick!"

    "But that's the way the rules are. The Slytherins caught the Snitch, so they win."

    George added regretfully from the sidelines.

    Harry buried his face between his knees and ran his hands through his hair, looking mortified.

    His teammates quickly comforted him.

    On this matter, Fico, who didn't understand Quidditch, couldn't get in the way. He sat aside, gnawing the food in his hand silently.

    After being comforted by his teammates, Harry also quickly recovered from his annoyance. Anyway, they had won the championship once, so even though they lost the game, they were not particularly sad.

    Not to mention that Slytherin "stealed" this match. Everyone was still unconvinced and didn't feel that they had really lost.

    So everyone attacked Slytherin and Malfoy with the same hatred.

    The few Slytherin girls who were next to Fish curled their lips in disdain. They didn't think there was anything wrong with what Malfoy and the others did.

    And Fish didn't join in the fun. Although he didn't know much about the rules of Quidditch, since Ms. Hooch thought Slytherin would win??, the practice of wanting to come to Malfoy is also allowed by the rules. It can only be said that Harry was too timid and gave them a chance.

    However, the caring cat didn't provoke Harry any more, and continued to nibble on the food silently

    After a while, everyone quickly quieted down again. Harry looked at them suspiciously, and found that his teammates seemed a little weird, and Ron was hesitant to speak.

    Harry suddenly had an ominous premonition, because he remembered his broomstick

    He vaguely remembered that he fell off the broom at that time, and before he was completely unconscious, he seemed to see his Nimbus 2000 blown away by the strong wind in mid-air, but Harry didn't know exactly where it flew to.  .

    "Did someone take my Nimbus?"

    Harry looked at Ron nervously.

    "Well¡­¡­"

    "What's the matter?"

    Harry looked from one to the other, feeling even more anxious.

    Ron hesitated for a moment, and then replied with a groan: "That's right when you fell, it was blown away by the wind."

    "and after?"

    "Thenit hitit hit the Whomping Willow."

    Harry's insides convulsed.

    "What happened next?" He asked, but was afraid to hear the answer.

    "Well, you know that Whomping Willow," Ron said. "Itit doesn't like being hit. Professor Flitwick brought it back just before you woke up."

    As he spoke, he slowly bent over to pick up a pocket at his feet and turned it upside down, leaving a dozen splinters and twigs on the bed, the remains of Harry's Nimbus 2000.

    "I'm sorry, bro."

    Ron patted Harry on the shoulder, and the other teammates gave a few words of comfort with empathy.

    It's just that at this time, Harry couldn't listen to anything at all, and could only stare blankly at the pile of debris in front of him in a daze.

    "Minerva"

    Fish put down the food in his hands, and tugged at Professor McGonagall beside him.

    "Why don't you give Harry another broom, didn't you say you can use the team's funds to buy Meow?"

    Professor McGonagall rubbed Fish's head, and said with a wry smile: "The broom last time has almost consumed the team's funds. Even if you want to buy it now, you can probably only afford a sweeping five-star or Comet 260 broom.  .¡±

    Gryffindor is not taken advantage of like Malfoy, and it is not so easy to buy a new broom.

    "I can buy a broomstick myself, and it will definitely not affect the subsequent games!"

    Harry gritted his teeth and said after being sad for a while.

    He even raised an idea just now, to use all his savings to buy a Firebolt, and help the team win the championship in the following games, but this somewhat angry idea was quickly suppressed by Harry,  But if you buy another Nimbus 2000, there is no problem.

    Even choosing to buy Nimbus 2001 is not a problem, and 2001 is not much more expensive than 2000, which is within the range that Harry can afford.

    Just out of nostalgia for his own broom and dislike of Slytherin and Malfoy, Harry didn't want to use the same broom with them

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