Chapter 413: The captain is not easy to be (seeking a monthly pass)
Roger Davis is confused now.
He really didn't understand why he just went to Gryffindor's garden to dig a potato secretly, and why it ended up in this situation - half of the Ravenclaw orchard collapsed, and more and more people began to go there.
Gather here.
The light of various magic spells flew around in the air, accompanied by the angry chanting of spells by the Ravenclaw girls...
Of course, there were also the cries of pain from the little Gryffindor wizards who were holding their heads and running around.
On the tall Ravenclaw Tower, one after another little wizards were poking their heads out, or pouring out from the door at the bottom of the building. The more grumpy ones even grabbed their broomsticks and floated out of the windows.
Further away, the Gryffindor lion cubs who were being focused on the fire had gradually shrunk into a circle and stabilized the loose formation. More and more melon-eating people who came to ask questions were joining the "battlefield".
Time goes back slightly to ten minutes ago...
Hogwarts, edge of the Quidditch pitch.
While everyone's attention was attracted by the little wizards in the stadium, Roger Davis tiptoed into the Gryffindor potato field and carefully picked the ripe potatoes in the field.
Ever since Hogwarts implemented the contracted vegetable garden system for each college, Ravenclaw has been eating a fruit and vegetable feast for a whole week. Although there is a little bit of bread, after it is distributed equally to the entire college, almost every person can get ten per day.
Cut into one piece.
Most girls are naturally very happy about this, but this is a pain for the few boys.
You should know that although Elena did not limit the amount of meat supplied to each student, many young wizards in Ravenclaw suffered from mild hypoglycemia due to a long-term lack of intake of starchy staple foods.
Especially the Ravenclaw House Quidditch players, who exercise a lot on weekdays, generally feel weak and weak, and feel flustered and dizzy from time to time. They are next to the Gryffindor table next door, and there are noises coming from there every day.
The filling aroma of potatoes and beef can be said to be the most fatal temptation.
There is no doubt that as the place where most smart people gather in the entire Hogwarts, even if the little wizards of Ravenclaw do not understand the nutritional logic, they can still figure it out with the simplest "control variable method"
of.
The young wizards of Ravenclaw quickly found the factor that is most likely to affect the occurrence of these situations: potatoes, although bread also counts - but compared to grains that require secondary processing, potatoes are naturally prioritized.
A bit taller.
At this time, they unexpectedly learned that Gryffindor House had a field full of potatoes planted.
Naturally, Roger Davis and several other boys got together to discuss quietly and decided to take turns visiting the potato fields in Gryffindor, borrowing a few potatoes from time to time to satisfy their hunger.
Barbecue is the most basic human cooking skill.
Even if you don't have any cooking training, it is still very easy to simply roast one or two potatoes.
After evening classes, even the most reserved little witch would find it difficult to control the saliva constantly secreting from the bottom of her tongue in the intoxicating fragrance of potatoes in the common room, and take the initiative to come to the fireplace.
Just relying on a few baked potatoes every night, in just a few days, the little boys in Ravenclaw finally felt a little bit of the status of the house - the girls in their own house were finally willing to talk to them
.
You know, although Ravenclaw is the house with the most girls in the entire Hogwarts, most of the girls are the girlfriends of students from the other three houses. There are very few people who actually choose boyfriends in this house.
With so many factors mixed together, even though they vaguely knew that doing so might not be so authentic, the boys in Ravenclaw fearlessly established the "Vegetage Stealing Team".
After all, if you think about it from another perspective, it was clearly the other three colleges who first attacked their own "cabbage patch."
Different from the exclusive vegetable gardens of other colleges, as the brothers Wood and Weasley said at the beginning, Gryffindor's potato field is indeed the most trouble-free and labor-saving option. You only need to bury the potato germs in the soil and use it.
After adding magic and fertilizer, you don't need to worry about it at all.
Because of this, the maintenance frequency of Gryffindor's vegetable garden can be said to be the lowest in the entire Hogwarts, and it is also the easiest to grasp the time pattern - stagger the morning peak and evening peak, and there will be no one here during the rest of the time.
Moreover, in such a large potato field, even if one or two potatoes are occasionally missing, the little wizards of Gryffindor will not be able to notice it at all. It is impossible for the careless little lions to count the potatoes every day like the meticulous eagles.
How many watermelons are there on the ground? Have any of the peaches on the trees been eaten by anyone?
Therefore, the several operations before this were quite smooth.
The little wizards of Ravenclaw unknowingly brought the potato back to the lounge, and under the crackling warm fireplace, surrounded by the eyes of the girls from the same school, they used the most primitive and rough way to put the potato into the living room.
The big, round and plump potatoes are roasted,
Then, peel off the cracked skin, randomly sprinkle a handful of artistic coarse salt on the fragrant and steaming starch interface, and snuggle up with the gentle Ravenclaw girls, you take a bite and I take a bite...
Um, sorry, the last step is still in the plan for now.
But all in all, as time goes by, everything seems to be developing for the better.
Until this time, the draw came to Roger Davis——
"Stop! What are you doing!"
Just when Roger Davis squatted down, pulled away the soil and groped for a big fat potato, a startled voice suddenly came from above him.
Roger Davis, who was already a little guilty of treason, trembled all over and quickly turned around to look in the direction of the sound.
Not far above and to his right, Wood wearing Gryffindor's golden and red robes was looking at him with confusion. As Roger Davis turned around, Wood's expression gradually changed from
Confusion turned to surprise, then surprise and anger.
"Davis, why is it you...wait, you can't be?!"
No further explanation was needed. Facing the captain of the Ravenclaw Quidditch team below who was still holding a potato in his hand, Oliver Wood's mind suddenly popped up with the most appropriate word to describe the current scene - people.
Get all the spoils!
"Put down the potatoes in your hands! Davis, I can pretend I'm not looking..."
"Hey! Stop! They're all petrified!"
Roger Davis rolled nimbly to avoid the light from Wood's wand. He hugged the big potato tightly with one hand, and without hesitation with the other hand, he took out the wand and pointed it behind his back.
"Grinning and cheering!"
Compared to flying on a broomstick and casting spells, the accuracy of aiming and casting while standing on the ground is obviously much higher.
Roger Davis's spell accurately hit Oliver Wood who was flying in mid-air. The next moment, Wood, who was hit by the tickling spell, shook all over, gasped and laughed, and walked out crookedly.
The sky swirled and fell.
"Sorry, Wood...I...will treat you to oranges tomorrow."
Taking a look at Oliver Wood who was paralyzed with laughter and had no strength to move. He could only lie there helplessly and glare at him. Roger Davis hesitated for a moment and raised his wand to make a stab.
"Everything is petrified."
It is impossible to give up, and leaving empty-handed is absolutely unacceptable to Roger Davis.
This is not just a question of Potato, but also related to his reputation and status in the academy.
You know, the boys before him had successfully brought potatoes back to the Ravenclaw lounge.
As the captain of the Ravenclaw Quidditch team, he could never be inferior to the other boys, and he couldn't even imagine the disappointed eyes of those little witches - if one thing went wrong, his girlfriends might
It's someone else's.
Roger Davis took a deep breath, patted the soil on his body, ignored the angry look in Wood's eyes next to him, bent down again and began to dig through the soil to pick up the better-looking potatoes.
For little wizards in Ravenclaw, especially girls, looking good is as important as delicious food.
However, Roger Davis did not have time to pick more potatoes, because Wood's appearance often meant that the poor Gryffindor Quidditch team was about to start temporary training again, and this meant
…
"Wood?! What's wrong with you!"
"Roger Davis?! What did you do?!"
At this moment, Roger Davis heard two more voices singing in harmony from above, and saw two identical red-haired wizards flying towards this side on broomsticks - Gryffin
The Weasley twins.
"Uh, this..."
Roger Davis glanced at Wood who was lying next to him, then at the two aggressive Bludgers, and the corner of his mouth twitched.
In this case, it is probably impossible to explain the whole situation calmly. It seems that they can only temporarily retreat to their own position. With a big potato, at least they are not returning empty-handed.
"Oliver, lend it to me for a while and I'll return it to you later."
Without any hesitation, Roger Davis picked up the broomstick that Wood had left aside, held the big potato in his arms and flew in the direction of Ravenclaw Tower without looking back - big deal, after that
Give Wood an extra peach.
After looking at the Ravenclaw Quidditch captain who was gradually walking away, the Weasley twins thought for a while and decided to drop down first to check on Oliver Wood and ask what happened.
"Oliver, what's going on?"
"Yes, didn't you mean training? Why did you end up in the potato field?"
After removing the curse from his body with the help of the Weasley twins, Oliver Wood stood up, kicked the shallow pit next to him vigorously, turned his head and looked at the figure in the distance, with a particularly terrifying look on his face.
"Obviously, the potatoes we grew were stolen by Ravenclaw. George, Fred, what are you doing standing still? Let me tell you, the goal of today's training is to encircle and suppress vegetable thieves like Roger Davis!"
"Potato? Vegetable thief?"
George Weasley glanced at the pitted potato field and nodded in realization.
On the other side, his twin brother had flown to the Quidditch pitch nearby and began to loudly greet the other members of the Gryffindor team and the Gryffindor wizards who were watching, excitedly preparing to go out.
"Don't worry, captain, we will definitely help you get justice! Come on, everyone, let's go to Ravenclaw to pick fruits."
For the little lions of Gryffindor, finding a reasonable reason to do something is many times more interesting than simple Quidditch training, not to mention that they have long been coveted for the Ravenclaw orchard.
It’s too much.
For a whole week, there were only potatoes on the table every day, not to mention fruits and vegetables. There was not even a plate of blueberry jam or strawberry jam, and the only condiment used to spread the bread was mashed potatoes.
Now, since Ravenclaw is the first to disturb their potato fields, then of course, as the creditor, Gryffindor House also has every reason to search for some fruits and vegetables to slightly relieve the monotonous potato feast of this week.
…
"Huh, did you finally escape..."
Roger Davis glanced directly behind him and did not see the scary golden-red figure. He breathed out a sigh of relief, adjusted the direction of his broom, and slowly floated in the direction of Ravenclaw Tower.
.
Fortunately, it seems that the guys from Gryffindor House have given up - I think so, they are just potatoes...
Whoosh!
At this moment, a ray of silver light flew past his ears, and the burning curse made his ears slightly red.
"There are many obstacles!"
"My legs are frozen to death!"
"Turn you into a pig!"
Immediately afterwards, along with various sounds of chanting mantras, several more rays of magic light flew over from a distance.
Fortunately, due to the long distance, most of the accuracy was far off, so Roger Davis, the core of the Ravenclaw Quidditch team, easily escaped from the distance.
The curse that shot over.
Looking in the direction where the curse flew, Roger Davis' face froze. He just stole a potato. It was like he had snatched the ancestral Quidditch trophy of Gryffindor House -
—At the position behind him on the right, almost all of them are golden and red figures as far as the eye can see.
Friday afternoon is recognized as free time, and many little wizards will choose to take their broomsticks and fly around the Quidditch pitch.
Therefore, in addition to the members of the Gryffindor Quidditch team, there were also many senior Gryffindor students in the sky who brought brooms to Hogwarts, and even those few
The figure of the Gryffindor freshman selected for the first-year Quidditch team also appeared in the sky...
For example, Harry Potter is doing nothing, and Ron Weasley is afraid of chaos...
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