Reincarnated in Britain, I go to Hogwarts
131 January
This group of people has been doing something for two years. They always test you quietly. They throw a few cannon fodder and throw in a harmless nail. There is no attacking force after the cannon fodder, and the nail does not remain for a long time. It just emphasizes a plug-and-play (Rolla/Murtura).
Even this Professor Quirrell, if there was no such thing as the troll, he would still be well hidden.
The two separated at the corridor, but they said "good night" more than before.
There was no words for a night, and the time entered November.
Winter has arrived, and looking around, the Forbidden Forest has put on new silver clothes. When I was doing morning exercises with Cedric, I passed by the Black Lake and a thick layer of ice had formed, and it looked like I could skate on it.
Hagrid got up as early as them. He was wearing a moleskin coat, his whole body was wrapped up, fur gloves and huge fur boots. He looked very furry and warm.
"Yes! Ans, the Quidditch season at Hogwarts has begun!"
"I know, come on," Ans glanced at Cedric next to him, who had broad shoulders and a broad body due to years of training. "I believe everyone will abide by the rules and play. When everyone needs to abide by the rules, I think there are Your Hufflepuff can continue to do well."
"Of course, this time we Hufflepuff will win the Quidditch trophy again!"
Cedric boldly set a goal for himself. He had won the Quidditch trophy twice in a row. Cedric wanted to win it again until the sixth grade. He looked at the tall and thin man leading the runner. The young man silently thanked the other party.
In fact, Cedric is also very strange. He has been training with Ans in the past few years, and Ans has always done more exercise than Cedric, and he has become a good boy with a strong body. But Ans is still so... slim.
But Cedric would not belittle Ans because of this, but instead found him unfathomable.
"Then you have to refuel. In a sense, you are carrying five or six refueling bottles by yourself. What's more, this time Gryffindor has sent their secret weapon - Harry Potter special."
It's not that Ans is belittling his own academy, it's just the fact that although there is enthusiasm for winning trophies, sports competition is not a bloody battle, and enthusiasm cannot eliminate poor skills.
"You can't say that, everyone has actually worked very hard." After several years of training, Cedric can now easily run and chat without getting frustrated. "As for Potter... we will also take it seriously."
There is a hint of Gryffindor playing the 'emotional card' here. After all, who dares not to give Harry Potter some face?
After all, he is also a savior in the superficial sense. He was announced by the Daily Prophet, and with Dumbledore's vague endorsement, he was the brave man who broke the rule of Lord Voldemort.
In the game, if you suppressed him, others might blame you for being ignorant, so why didn't you let Porter go?Harry Potter succeeded and the competition was outstanding, so needless to say - you are worthy of being the savior!
"It doesn't matter. It doesn't matter if you win or not. Don't take it too seriously. It's just a Quidditch trophy."
Ans doesn't care about these things. He sees it very realistically. Living in this world, the most important thing is your own strength. When you go out to do things, you look at your strength rather than winning a few Quidditch MVPs during school. Unless you're pursuing a career in Quidditch.
But it’s just like a football player. Everyone wants to be a player. It doesn’t matter if they win or not. If they lose, they will still have good food, drink and money, but not everyone can be a player.
"Don't worry Ans, I'm measured."
Cedric understood what Ans meant. In the future, he would probably take over his father's class or work as an office clerk in other departments. In short, it would be impossible to develop in the direction of Quidditch.
But this was his youth. Shining and dazzling on the Quidditch pitch was the beautiful memory he could think about in the future when he was sitting leisurely in the office with a big belly.
It's funny to say that the news that Harry Potter became a Gryffindor player was covered up by Wood's self-righteousness, but in fact it was not the case. It can be said that everyone knew it, except for some uninterested classmates.
From the fact that he had received a flying broomstick openly, and that he had gone out early and returned late to train with the Gryffindor team, it was announced that Harry Potter had joined the team.
This is actually a little cleverness of Professor McGonagall. Giving Harry a broomstick in public means that it will be a blessing in disguise for the other party in flying lessons. In addition, the Gryffindor team will go out early and come back late together, which is equivalent to telling everyone that Harry Potter joins the Quidditch team.
So, what should the students and deans do about this savior?Should we give Gryffindor some face?
Of course, maybe Professor McGonagall hasn't thought about it this way, but... I can't stop others from thinking this way.
"Bastard Potter...how did he get to join the Quidditch team in the first year?"
At the Slytherin table, Draco, with his adult haircut, slashed at the sandwich on the plate, as if his knife was slicing someone.
"I heard it's a talent?"
Pansy, the valet who was sipping corn cream soup, answered next to him.
"No matter what the talent is, the school rules clearly state that first-year students cannot participate in Quidditch. This is obviously a backdoor for him!"
As Gryffindor's old rivals, although Slytherin students have not caused trouble for a long time, it does not mean that they will make things easier for Gryffindor. If they step on someone, they will definitely step on them happily.
Moreover, during this period, they did not mess with Gryffindor, but the other party came up to him shamelessly. If they don't step on it a few times now, they will be sorry for the unpleasantness they endured before.
……
When Ans and Cedric went back to the dormitory and called everyone together, when they came to have breakfast, they heard a noise like a vegetable market at the door.
If you listen carefully, they are all talking about whether Harry's decision to join the Quidditch house team for his first year was due to abuse of power.
As the Vice Principal of Dumbledore's faction, McGonagall, the Slytherin students would not mind stepping on him if given the chance. After all, their families did not have much goodwill with Dumbledore.
Ans took a look and found that they were just talking, so he led the people towards his table, where two girls were already having breakfast together.
The arrival of Ans and his group, especially Ans, made the male students of Slytherin and Gryffindor subconsciously shut up, but when they saw that the other party ignored them, they started to bicker again.
And it was very measured and did not affect the two girls sitting on the long Hufflepuff table——
Hermione from Gryffindor and Cassandra from Slytherin.
Even this Professor Quirrell, if there was no such thing as the troll, he would still be well hidden.
The two separated at the corridor, but they said "good night" more than before.
There was no words for a night, and the time entered November.
Winter has arrived, and looking around, the Forbidden Forest has put on new silver clothes. When I was doing morning exercises with Cedric, I passed by the Black Lake and a thick layer of ice had formed, and it looked like I could skate on it.
Hagrid got up as early as them. He was wearing a moleskin coat, his whole body was wrapped up, fur gloves and huge fur boots. He looked very furry and warm.
"Yes! Ans, the Quidditch season at Hogwarts has begun!"
"I know, come on," Ans glanced at Cedric next to him, who had broad shoulders and a broad body due to years of training. "I believe everyone will abide by the rules and play. When everyone needs to abide by the rules, I think there are Your Hufflepuff can continue to do well."
"Of course, this time we Hufflepuff will win the Quidditch trophy again!"
Cedric boldly set a goal for himself. He had won the Quidditch trophy twice in a row. Cedric wanted to win it again until the sixth grade. He looked at the tall and thin man leading the runner. The young man silently thanked the other party.
In fact, Cedric is also very strange. He has been training with Ans in the past few years, and Ans has always done more exercise than Cedric, and he has become a good boy with a strong body. But Ans is still so... slim.
But Cedric would not belittle Ans because of this, but instead found him unfathomable.
"Then you have to refuel. In a sense, you are carrying five or six refueling bottles by yourself. What's more, this time Gryffindor has sent their secret weapon - Harry Potter special."
It's not that Ans is belittling his own academy, it's just the fact that although there is enthusiasm for winning trophies, sports competition is not a bloody battle, and enthusiasm cannot eliminate poor skills.
"You can't say that, everyone has actually worked very hard." After several years of training, Cedric can now easily run and chat without getting frustrated. "As for Potter... we will also take it seriously."
There is a hint of Gryffindor playing the 'emotional card' here. After all, who dares not to give Harry Potter some face?
After all, he is also a savior in the superficial sense. He was announced by the Daily Prophet, and with Dumbledore's vague endorsement, he was the brave man who broke the rule of Lord Voldemort.
In the game, if you suppressed him, others might blame you for being ignorant, so why didn't you let Porter go?Harry Potter succeeded and the competition was outstanding, so needless to say - you are worthy of being the savior!
"It doesn't matter. It doesn't matter if you win or not. Don't take it too seriously. It's just a Quidditch trophy."
Ans doesn't care about these things. He sees it very realistically. Living in this world, the most important thing is your own strength. When you go out to do things, you look at your strength rather than winning a few Quidditch MVPs during school. Unless you're pursuing a career in Quidditch.
But it’s just like a football player. Everyone wants to be a player. It doesn’t matter if they win or not. If they lose, they will still have good food, drink and money, but not everyone can be a player.
"Don't worry Ans, I'm measured."
Cedric understood what Ans meant. In the future, he would probably take over his father's class or work as an office clerk in other departments. In short, it would be impossible to develop in the direction of Quidditch.
But this was his youth. Shining and dazzling on the Quidditch pitch was the beautiful memory he could think about in the future when he was sitting leisurely in the office with a big belly.
It's funny to say that the news that Harry Potter became a Gryffindor player was covered up by Wood's self-righteousness, but in fact it was not the case. It can be said that everyone knew it, except for some uninterested classmates.
From the fact that he had received a flying broomstick openly, and that he had gone out early and returned late to train with the Gryffindor team, it was announced that Harry Potter had joined the team.
This is actually a little cleverness of Professor McGonagall. Giving Harry a broomstick in public means that it will be a blessing in disguise for the other party in flying lessons. In addition, the Gryffindor team will go out early and come back late together, which is equivalent to telling everyone that Harry Potter joins the Quidditch team.
So, what should the students and deans do about this savior?Should we give Gryffindor some face?
Of course, maybe Professor McGonagall hasn't thought about it this way, but... I can't stop others from thinking this way.
"Bastard Potter...how did he get to join the Quidditch team in the first year?"
At the Slytherin table, Draco, with his adult haircut, slashed at the sandwich on the plate, as if his knife was slicing someone.
"I heard it's a talent?"
Pansy, the valet who was sipping corn cream soup, answered next to him.
"No matter what the talent is, the school rules clearly state that first-year students cannot participate in Quidditch. This is obviously a backdoor for him!"
As Gryffindor's old rivals, although Slytherin students have not caused trouble for a long time, it does not mean that they will make things easier for Gryffindor. If they step on someone, they will definitely step on them happily.
Moreover, during this period, they did not mess with Gryffindor, but the other party came up to him shamelessly. If they don't step on it a few times now, they will be sorry for the unpleasantness they endured before.
……
When Ans and Cedric went back to the dormitory and called everyone together, when they came to have breakfast, they heard a noise like a vegetable market at the door.
If you listen carefully, they are all talking about whether Harry's decision to join the Quidditch house team for his first year was due to abuse of power.
As the Vice Principal of Dumbledore's faction, McGonagall, the Slytherin students would not mind stepping on him if given the chance. After all, their families did not have much goodwill with Dumbledore.
Ans took a look and found that they were just talking, so he led the people towards his table, where two girls were already having breakfast together.
The arrival of Ans and his group, especially Ans, made the male students of Slytherin and Gryffindor subconsciously shut up, but when they saw that the other party ignored them, they started to bicker again.
And it was very measured and did not affect the two girls sitting on the long Hufflepuff table——
Hermione from Gryffindor and Cassandra from Slytherin.
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