The sport that Slytherin's Gloria Crouch hates most is Quidditch, and her ideal type is a tall, handsome, warm, caring, and healthy-sighted Hufflepuff.
"But it's best to keep a low profile... There can't be anyone around me who is more eye-catching than me... It's a joke! No one can steal my limelight!"
Until she was knocked out in the corridor by a Gryffindor Seeker of the same grade - it was said that this guy was famous for defeating you-know-who.
Oh yeah, and he wears a pair of damn broken glasses.
In his first week at Hogwarts, Harry Potter met a strange Slytherin named Gloria Crouch who lived alone most of the time with a paralyzed face.
He accidentally knocked Crouch away, but the other party ignored his apology, just stood up, glanced at himself, and left.
"I hate rude Slytherins the most in my life!" Harry said.
A semester later, Crouch, who had always been silent, caught Harry's attention.
Wrong? This guy never talks... Could it be...? ? ?
Harry woke up in the middle of the night and slapped himself: I really deserve to die! !
Until he was riding on a broomstick during a Quidditch match when he saw Gloria suddenly appear wearing a green cloak, holding yellow and red flags in both hands, loudly cheering for Senior Wood, Cedric of Hufflepuff and the Slytherin team with firm eyes -
Harry: Not you??
A time-traveling Slytherin woman with a mouthless face and a facial expression × Harry, a myopic celebrity who loves Quidditch
ooc apologizes
Purpose: Exercise is good for your health