Chapter 47
William removed the binding spell on the troll, and then used a quick resuscitation to wake the troll up.
Looking at the obedient troll in front of him, William showed a satisfied smile.
"System, collect this giant monster"
【Ding! Collect the extraordinary six-star magical beast giant monster, reward the host with magic +6, money +3200 Galleons, talent: infinite strength. 】
In an instant, William felt that his whole body was filled with explosive power.
Although his strength was already great before, it felt even stronger now.
William clenched his fists and resisted the desire to destroy
"System, open my attribute panel!"
Although I felt that my strength had increased a lot, I didn't have a direct feeling of how much it had increased.
So it was best to look at the data on the attribute panel.
【Host: William Cavendish Constitution
: 80
Strength: 99
Agility: 70
Spirit: 85
Magic: 87
Skills: Art Appreciation (Advanced), Horsemanship (Master), Fighting (Master), Shooting (Advanced), Spellcasting Skills (Master), Space Magic (Master), Soul Magic (Grandmaster), Alchemy (Advanced)
[Note: Skill levels are divided into elementary, intermediate, advanced, master, grandmaster, and legendary levels]
Spells: A large number of spells
Talents: Night vision, flexible long tongue, deformation, onomatopoeia, weather prediction (augury), treasure hunting (niffler), digging (goblin), infinite strength (troll)...
Items:"Basic Spells Collection", Traceless Stretch Suitcase, several potions]
William looked at the attribute panel and found that not only did his strength increase by more than 20 points, but even his physique and speed had increased to varying degrees.
This infinite strength talent really should not be underestimated.
Compared to before, William's current panel can be said to be very luxurious.
And the magic value has also caught up, and it has balanced a lot of other data.
"With my current magic power, I should be about the same as the deans.
Although William said so, he was a little unsure before they actually fought.
""Forget it, as long as I keep working hard, there will be a day when I will be invincible."
William encouraged himself, then ordered the troll not to run around and destroy things, and turned to leave the suitcase.
After entering November, the weather became very cold.
The mountains around the school were gray and covered with ice and snow, and the lake was as cold and hard as quenched steel.
Every morning, there was frost on the ground.
From the upstairs window, you can see Hagrid, who was wrapped in a long moleskin coat, wearing rabbit fur gloves and huge beaver fur boots, defrosting the flying broom on the Quidditch field.
The Quidditch season has begun.
There will be a game on Saturday between Gryffindor and Slytherin.
If Gryffindor wins, their ranking in the College Cup Championship will rise to second place. The school began to be filled with a passion, and there were voices discussing Quidditch everywhere.
In this atmosphere, William also found a copy of"Magical Quidditch" and planned to learn more about this sport.
If he found the book quite interesting.
William learned from the book that there are seven hundred fouls in Quidditch games.
And they all appeared in a World Cup match in 1473.
Seekers are usually the smallest and fastest players, and the most serious Quidditch accidents seem to happen to them.
Although few people die in Quidditch games, it is said that referees often disappear without a trace, only to reappear in the Sahara Desert a few months later.
As the secret weapon of the Gryffindor team, Harry was forced by Wood to seize every minute to practice Quidditch.
So, if all the time is used for training, then there is definitely no way to do homework seriously.
At this time, he felt very fortunate that he had William as a friend.
As a top student, William often hung out in the library with Hermione, and of course he finished his homework early.
So, when Harry said shamelessly,"Godfather, can you lend me your homework to copy?""
What could William do? Of course I agreed to it, after all, he called me godfather.
But even though Harry paid so much, unfortunate things still happened.
The news that Harry was going to be the seeker was finally leaked out.
As a result, some people told him that he would be a great player.
Others said that they would have to hold up the mattress and run after him to prevent him from falling.
Harry didn't know which one was worse.
Seeing that he was a little anxious, William lent him the book"Magical Quidditch" that he had already finished reading.
"Harry, this is your first time competing, no matter what the result is, you are already great"
"I'll lend you this book. It will be helpful for you to learn more about the rules of Quidditch."
William's caring brother's appearance touched Harry so much that he almost called him godfather again.
Saturday came quickly.
It was a clear and cold morning, and the restaurant was filled with the tempting smell of grilled sausages.
Everyone was looking forward to a wonderful Quidditch game, and everyone was chatting happily.
"Harry, you have to eat some breakfast."
"I don't want to eat anything"
"Have some toast," Ron advised.
"I'm not hungry."
Harry felt terrible. In an hour, he would be on the court.
"Harry, you need to keep your strength up."Seamus said,"The Seeker is always the one the other side focuses on."
"Thank you, Seamus."Harry said as he watched Seamus slathering ketchup on his sausages.
William had noticed Harry's nervousness, but he didn't do anything to comfort him.
Because William felt that this was all he had to go through and he had to overcome it on his own.
By eleven o'clock, it seemed that all the teachers and students in the school had come to the stands around the Quidditch pitch.
Many students brought binoculars.
The seats were almost raised halfway into the air, but sometimes it was still difficult to see the game clearly.
William and Hermione came to the highest row and joined Ron, Seamus, Dean and Neville.
To give Harry a surprise, they used a bed sheet that was soiled by the little mouse Spotted to draw a huge banner with the words Potter will win.
Dean, who is good at painting, also drew a big Gryffindor lion below.
Seeing this, Hermione cast a clever spell on it, making the paint on the banner flash different colors.
Then she looked at William proudly, as if to say that his magic was powerful.
William smiled, gave a thumbs up and praised:"Hermione, you are getting better and better. What kind of magic is this? I don't even know it."
Hearing William's words, Hermione became even more proud:"Of course, I learned this from the"Selected Eighteenth Century Spells""
"Look, they’re coming out!"