Chen Yu, holding his Biting Cabbage in its pot, swaying back to the Gryffindor common room.
He saw Harry sitting alone on the armchair in the common room.
His brows were tightly furrowed, and his eyes revealed deep worry and pain.
Harry's body trembled slightly, as if enduring an invisible pressure.
His fingers were clenched tightly one moment, nails digging into his flesh.
The next moment, he was frantically pulling at his hair, making his already disheveled hair even messier.
Then his shoulders slumped, his back slightly curved, and he curled up dejectedly in the sofa.
Outside the Gryffindor common room, the strong winds still howled, indicating that the world outside remained tumultuous.
Harry, however, seemed to be in a state of a time snail, his thoughts heavy, unable to escape his inner turmoil.
Chen Yu patted Ron, who was struggling with his homework, and asked him, "What happened to Harry? He looks like he just failed a confession. I haven't seen Harry dating recently, have I? Wasn't he training for Quidditch? What exactly happened? Did Harry get into big trouble and get kicked off the Quidditch team?"
Hermione put down her notebook, where she was planning her revision schedule, and was about to tell Chen Yu what had happened.
Ron threw his quill onto the table and immediately told Chen Yu, "Gryffindor is doomed in this Quidditch match! Snape is the referee for the next game. With his personality, he'll definitely try every possible way to deduct points from the Gryffindor team!"
Professor Snape as the referee for the next Quidditch match?
That was indeed terrible news for Harry.
"Are you sure the news is true?"
"Of course. The weather was a bit bad today. Fred and George didn't really want to train in this weather, so they tried to pretend to fall off their flying brooms, constantly diving. Wood was furious and even gave them a good scolding, then told the Gryffindor team astonishing news."
"That's right, the referee for the next Quidditch match is that guy Snape. As a result, everyone was even less motivated to train. When they came back from training, you saw it yourself, Harry's expression has been so terrible ever since he heard the news."
"Fred just told me this in the common room. He also thinks our chances of winning against Hufflepuff this time aren't great."
Hermione opened her notebook again, circling and dotting with her quill: "I told Harry it's best not to participate. Snape will definitely interfere with Harry during the match, just like last time. But after hearing that, Harry's face became even gloomier."
Ron said, "I suggest Harry feign illness, so he won't have to play."
Hermione shook her head: "No, if he feigns illness, Madam Pomfrey would see right through it."
Ron then said, "Then get really sick, or break a leg, so he won't have to participate in the upcoming matches."
Chen Yu added from the side, "If you don't want to play, you don't need to break a leg. You just need to buy the Skiving Snackboxes invented by Fred or George."
Ron's face showed a look of joy, his eyebrows raised as he said, "That's certainly a good idea."
"No! I can't withdraw!" Harry, who had appeared behind Chen Yu at some point, rejected Chen Yu's suggestion: "The Gryffindor team currently has no substitute Seeker. If I withdraw from the match because I'm afraid of Snape, then the Gryffindor team won't be able to play at all! Besides, I can't withdraw; I can't let the Slytherin people laugh at us."
Seeing Harry's resolve, Chen Yu could only shrug: "Then you can only find the Golden Snitch and catch it successfully in the shortest possible time when the match starts, ending the game before Professor Snape can react. That way, you won't have to worry about Professor Snape arbitrarily deducting points from the Gryffindor team during the match."
Hearing Chen Yu's suggestion, Harry's eyes lit up with surprise and excitement: "That's right, that's definitely a way!"
A child's emotions come and go quickly. Having found a solution, Harry quickly went to catch up on his homework. Only when his homework was done could he train without distractions.
After solving Harry's Quidditch crisis, Ron finally turned his attention to the Biting Cabbage Chen Yu was holding.
"Is this a Biting Cabbage? Oh my, where did you get it? You didn't steal it from Professor Sprout, did you?"
Ron's mouth was slightly agape, forming an O-shape, seemingly incredulous that Chen Yu would steal plants from Professor Sprout.
"How could I?" Chen Yu waved his hand, denying Ron's claim, "Professor Sprout gave this to me. Why would I steal Professor Sprout's plants?"
Hearing Chen Yu's explanation, Ron became alert again: "You're not planning to keep it in the dormitory, are you? Oh dear, Scabbers is in great danger! This thing loves to eat small animals like insects and mice. It'll definitely swallow Scabbers whole when we're not looking!"
As he spoke, he pulled out a sleeping mouse with a broken toe from his pocket, stroking its fur with a gentle, somewhat bashful expression: "I only have Scabbers as a pet now, I can't let it in the dormitory."
Chen Yu placed the Biting Cabbage on the table, a little speechless at Ron's deeply emotional expression.
Ron was exceptionally good to Scabbers, his only pet.
He treated Scabbers like a friend, always keeping him by his side, even taking him to bed.
And Ron wouldn't cage him, giving him full freedom.
If anyone bullied Scabbers, Ron would become very anxious.
However, Ron's words couldn't change Chen Yu's decision. Chen Yu thought for a moment and said to Ron, "This Biting Cabbage is only in its juvenile stage right now. It can only prey on small insects for food; it can't catch a creature as big as your mouse. And I promise, I'm only keeping it in the dormitory temporarily. Once it grows to a size that could threaten Scabbers, I'll move it out of the dormitory."
"Really?" Hearing Chen Yu's assurance, Ron relaxed and put his precious pet mouse back into his pocket.
"Of course it's true. If my Biting Cabbage really swallows your Scabbers, I'll compensate you with an owl as a pet. Speaking of which, haven't you earned quite a few Galleons recently? Why don't you get a different pet?"
The price of an owl was much higher than Scabbers.
Hearing Chen Yu's words, Ron was a little tempted, a look of longing appearing on his face, but he quickly became calmer and more dejected, giving up the idea of changing pets.
"Never mind. You just keep an eye on your Biting Cabbage. I don't want to change pets right now."
"Hey, when we first met on the Hogwarts Express, you were quite disgusted with Scabbers. How come you cherish Scabbers so much now?"
"I guess I've had him for a long time, and I've grown attached. Actually, I've found that having Scabbers as a pet is pretty good. He doesn't run around, isn't picky about food, and is very affectionate. Besides being old and shedding a bit, he basically has no problems."
As he spoke, he pulled Scabbers out of his pocket again and kissed his little darling.
Chen Yu shivered all over and quickly left his seat.