Hogwarts: What bad intentions could a little Hufflepuff have?

The Weasley twins' mouths hung slightly open, and they were completely unable to argue...

After all, Black's Quidditch skills were honestly outrageously monstrous...

Last school year, when he faced the Slytherin Team, even though his broom's speed hadn't been enough to crush the Slytherin Team outright, he had still led the Hufflepuff Team in beating the Slytherin Team into the ground...

"Are you as good as Black?" Ginny added another stab.

"No... no..." The Weasley twins shook their heads, their faces pale.

"Then why would I ask you for advice instead of going to someone better?"

As Ginny spoke, she pushed aside the "wall" formed by her two brothers and ran over to Black.

Fred and George only felt as if something in their chests had shattered...

It looked like this little sister was beyond saving!

"Ginny, your brothers are actually very good too."

"They're also the best Beaters Hogwarts has had in recent years."

Black felt that if he didn't put in a few good words, the two brothers were about to cry.

He looked at the two identical-looking fellows here.

Their faces were so sour it was as if someone owed them five hundred Galleons.

Black didn't waste any words. He directly slapped a pack of Spicy Gluten into each of their hands.

The two carefree fellows instantly broke into beaming smiles.

Who could resist the temptation of Black's Spicy Gluten?

Ginny said with a smile, "Black, come over to my house. We can play Quidditch together."

Black glanced toward the entrance of Flourish and Blotts.

Those girls still hadn't arrived.

So he said in a low voice, "I've been a little busy lately. Once I'm done, I'll definitely visit your house."

"Really?"

"Of course!"

"Good! I'll wait for you!"

After Ginny finished speaking, she ran off with