Bree looked at Hermione carefully, until Hermione blushed, and then Bree said: "Are you okay? Someone drank the compound potion and turned into Hermione, right?"
"Why would you waste time on something like Quidditch? You know it requires a lot of extracurricular time to practice. Isn't it just for the one hundred and fifty points? It's not worth it."
"Humph, don't always think about grades. You also need to have some extracurricular leisure activities." Hermione pouted unhappily, as if her purpose for coming this time was not simple.
Bree narrowed her eyes and said in a tough tone: "Don't think about me participating. I don't want to fly around on a broom and be watched by a large group of people."
At least 150 points won't impress Bree.
"Okay." Hermione took a deep breath and said helplessly, "Then I..."
"Hermione!" Bree pulled Hermione seriously, looked into her eyes and said, "Hermione, do you like Quidditch and flying?"
Hermione looked at the sincerity in Bree's pure black eyes and couldn't help but blush. Then she heard Bree's serious words. For some reason, a voice kept echoing in her heart, asking herself if she really wanted to.
Take part in Quidditch.
"Hermione, do what you want to do, I will support you, just like the moonlight watching the mermaid singing for the first time. You know, mermaids are brave and fearless, pursuing freedom and beauty..."
Hermione nodded slowly and quickly said firmly: "Yes, Bree, I think I like Quidditch. Maybe I thought it was dangerous before, but when I picked up this book "Quidditch Origins", I
Got it, I’ll be a part of it!”
Bri let go of his hand with satisfaction, then took the book on his arm and said, "Then I will go and cheer you up today, but you know, my book must be returned to the library today.
So before you officially appear, I need to jot down important things."
"Of course, it's great that you came. Thank you, Bree."
"It's okay, we are friends."
Bree chuckled and followed Hermione, but what she was thinking in her heart was... How can I lead Hermione to waste her time studying? This is really abominable, although it will definitely gain extra points in Gryffindor's class.
will be affected...
Bree was a little confused. He had never had any friends that he got along with. Hermione was one, Cedric was one, and the Weiss twins together were one.
Is it really appropriate to use the same tactics you use against those idiots in the orphanage on your friends?
Before Bree could think clearly, he heard the enthusiastic calls for selection on the Quidditch pitch, starting with Slytherin House.
Bree and Hermione sat aside, and after hearing that the players participating in the selection needed to prepare in the backcourt, Hermione handed "Quidditch Origins" to Bree for safekeeping and left first, while Bree sat alone.
In the stands, I looked through the rules and introduction of Quidditch. After reading it, Bree happened to catch up with Malfoy's debut.
"Flying really well, it seems that Malfoy will join the Slytherin Academy team." Bree commented on Malfoy in a fair manner: "It's a pity that his temper is too flamboyant. As a sensitive seeker, he may be confused.
Careless, he's better suited as a chaser."
Bree, who was not thinking about this, picked up his notes and began to write notes in the noisy Quidditch stadium. He thought that he might be able to return "The Secret of Transfiguration" to Mrs. Pince before dinner. These books in the restricted area can
The loan period was very short, and Professor McGonagall just wanted to try out his talent and did not give him too long.
As expected, Malfoy has joined the academy team, but it has not yet been determined whether he can replace the current Seeker or serve as a reserve.
The next game is Ravenclaw House, and the first person to appear is Qiu Zhang; because Ravenclaw House is dominated by girls, it is inevitable that women will have a greater say in the house team.
"oh!"
Suddenly there was a burst of cheers, and Qiu also made a tumbling motion on his broom in the air, and then firmly caught the Golden Snitch!
"It seems that she is the seeker of Ravenclaw." Bree was also happy for this girl, and then continued to write her transfiguration notes.
To be honest, the secrets of transfiguration are indeed very profound and difficult to learn and master, but Bree is obviously very talented.
He casually touched a pebble next to him with his wand, and soon the pebble turned into a golden snitch with vibrating wings. Brie held it in the palm of his hand and looked at it, and then turned the golden snitch into a golden snitch again.
Rat, this is a deeper form of transformation, turning dead things into living things. However, Bree obviously did not have complete control. If you touch this mouse carefully, you can find the hard lump inside.
"It seems that the structure of transfiguration is not that simple. I have never actually touched a mouse."
Turning the mouse into a pebble and setting it aside, Bree didn't care at all about the amazed eyes of the people around her. Learning is always aloof, and showing off would only be a waste of time.
"Are you sure he is only in the first year? I can't guarantee that I can achieve this level in the third year." One of the Ravenclaw students sighed in distress and said: "He should come to Ravenclaw.
Slytherin is not suitable for him at all, ambition, calculation... Maybe he does pursue glory."
The Ravenclaw students thought of the first-year people who spread the name Mr. Odd, who knew everything, and the deeds of earning points, so they didn't say any more.
Next is Gryffindor. This is the house with the most candidates and the house that makes the most jokes. They don't seem to think about whether they can do it or not, but only think about whether they will come or not.
Didn’t you see that Professor McGonagall, who was in charge of order in the distance, had a dark face? The two twins from Wes were still instigating the little lions to play. Even Neville, who had dropped his broom during the flying lesson, was not spared.
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"The energetic Gryffindor, I hope Hermione can leave some mental energy to study, otherwise I would be too guilty for encouraging her to participate in such a time-wasting sport."
When Hermione came to the field with a broom, Bree put down the notes in her hand, and her eyes followed Hermione's reversal in the air until Hermione caught the Quaffle and let it enter the opposite goal.
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"Oh, I got it, I got it, nice girl!"
The Wesley twins in the audience shouted loudly. It was obvious that they all knew that Hermione could join the house team. Professor McGonagall also smiled and nodded, finally saving some face, especially in Quidditch, which she loved.
Bree clapped as Hermione was dismissed, and then it was Harry's time.
Professor Snape, who had not left, snorted coldly. He was also the professor of order today, but he had not said a word from the beginning to the present. He just looked at every little wizard who came on stage coldly.
"Congratulations, Hermione, I think you can get your wish."
Bree chuckled and said: "Flying great, maybe this year's Quidditch Academy Cup will be yours, although saying so may destroy Slytherin's majesty."
Bree looked in the direction of Slytherin. The surprise on Malfoy's face made his hair shine, which was too dazzling.
But it seems he got what he wanted.
"You should really take part, Bree. This will help you practice your flying skills." Hermione happily sat next to Bree, preparing to watch the last few trials.
"Oh, Harry's flying well, I knew I couldn't beat his Seeker, and I prefer the Batter."
Hermione clenched her fists and said with an upright face: "I will open every dangerous Bludger!"
"Haha, okay, but I think I have to go back." Bree handed Hermione the copy of "Quidditch Origins".
"I have to go to the library to return the books, so I won't be able to accompany you to the end. See you at dinner."
"See you at dinner, Bree."
Hermione was obviously still in high spirits and didn't force Bree to stay.
Today, Hogwarts Castle was deserted. Everyone went to the Quidditch pitch, but Bree met someone she didn't want to meet.
"Professor Quirrell?"
Looking at Quirrell who was stopping him, Bree felt slightly uneasy, but he didn't show it on his face. Instead, he asked politely: "What's the matter?"
Professor Quirrell stammered: "I'm going to give a class on the journey of black magic on Monday. I think you can be prepared. I need to ask questions."
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"Of course, I will be ready. Don't worry, Professor Lodge." There was some hesitation on the face, as if he was embarrassed, but he finally said: "I'm sorry, Professor, because Professor McGonagall gave me a card to borrow from the restricted book area before.
I only have a few days to read the IOU for the book, so I can only read the note you gave me on Sunday. Don’t worry, I won’t ignore you.”
When Quirrell heard this, his expression changed, and finally he forced a smile and said: "Oh, it's okay, I, I mean, you just need to remember,"
Before leaving, Quirrell said again: "I heard that your life in Slytherin was not very good. Maybe you, you can learn some simple little curses..."
"Um, thank you for your concern, Professor Quirrell."
Bree sent Quirrell away with a smile, but his eyes darkened. Did Quirrell think he was a fool? He was not a stupid guy.
But if other people see this notebook, they may really be reluctant to learn it. Slytherin's pursuit of power + Ravenclaw's thirst for knowledge are the reasons why it is so easy to fall into the abyss.
However, this Quirrell's notebook had to be thrown away, and the weak contract had to be removed by attracting Quirrell's attention.
What on earth does this guy want to do?
Pressing the matter down, Bree returned the book to Mrs. Pince, and then took the notes to the hall for dinner.
The selection results came out this afternoon. Hermione and Harry were selected, and Malfoy from Slytherin was also selected. As for the other first-year students, they were all declined, which also left Hermione and Harry surrounded by a group of little lions.
middle.
As for Malfoy, his nose was almost touching the ceiling.
Bree went upstairs alone and knocked on the door of Professor McGonagall's office with her notes, but no one responded.
"It seems that Professor McGonagall is not here, so I can only show her the notes later during class."
As Bree was about to go up to the turret to rest, a red-haired man with a capable and serious look came towards him.
"I am the fifth-year prefect of Gryffindor. Come Percy Weiss. Professor McGonagall wants you to go to the principal's office."