Hogwarts: Harry Potter and the Glock 18.

Chapter 221 Competition, Competition, Busy Season Begins
Harry, who was trotting towards the auditorium, slammed on the brakes at the corner.

"Sorry, Professor Flitwick, I almost ran into you."

Harry's sudden appearance startled little Professor Flitwick.

"If it really hits, I should fly."

Professor Flitwick, who didn't mind at all, said jokingly, "I recently improved the spell you brought back. Voldemort's research on magic is indeed very interesting. Come find me in the office when you are free. I will teach you about magic. you."

Professor Flitwick snapped his fingers. He has the blood of goblins. Compared with other wizards, Professor Flitwick has a unique advantage in unarmed spellcasting. rose to the same height as Harry.

"This magic is so useful to me. It's actually quite troublesome to teach you guys by stepping on a book."

"You didn't simply change the color of the smoke, did you?"

At first glance, the only difference between Professor Flitwick's Flitwick and Voldemort's Black Smoke is the color, but Harry always felt that there were other differences in this spell.

"Of course, of course." Professor Flitwick nodded. "I made the magic a little bit stronger, like."

White smoke suddenly enveloped Harry's body, and a feeling of lightness appeared, and Harry was lifted up by the cloud, a foot above the ground.

"You are so heavy."

Professor Flitwick, who seemed exhausted enough, wiped the sweat from his forehead, "I seemed to lift a bison just now, as you can see, after my improvement, this magic can fly with other things or people, the speed It is similar to the old-fashioned five-star sweep, and the magic power consumed is also within an acceptable range. An adult wizard can carry about half the weight of his luggage and fly without slowing down."

"Then congratulations!" Harry replied with a smile. "Being able to fly into the sky without a rocket is sure to be welcomed by many wizards."

"Maybe, but it's not easy to master this magic. For most wizards, the broomstick is more suitable for them."

"Oh, by the way, Harry, are you ready?"

"What?" Harry was taken aback for a moment, he had no idea what Professor Flitwick was talking about.

"Of course it's a duel competition. This time I applied for the 17-year-old group for you. If you make it through, you can participate in the World Young Wizards Duel Championship. The gold content of this event is much higher than the previous ones."

"Sorry, Professor, I've been a little busy lately." Harry smiled apologetically.

"I understand, but proper rest is more conducive to your study. Give yourself a vacation, Harry."

"Twice a week, three hours at a time, is enough for the professor. Going to the field to ride a dragon or something can relieve stress."

"By the way, Professor Flitwick, when is the date of the dueling match?" Harry raised the letter in his hand, "The Quidditch Organizing Committee sent me a letter, June is the European Cup Quidditch Championship When the competition starts, I have to bring people to participate, I wonder if it will hit the date?"

"At the end of this month, May 24th, June [-]st, I remember that the Quidditch Championship should start on June [-]th. The shortest time is two weeks. If there is no accident in which the snitch cannot be found, the time is just right. stagger."

Professor Flitwick, who knew a lot about Quidditch, became a little interested, "You joined a professional team? This is interesting news. Which team is it? I'll buy you to win."

"The Falmouth Falcons, I bought it, and the name has been changed. It is now called Brother Astarte. I have dismissed all the previous players. You should know that I organized a war group in school. , I plan to pull them over to play the game, and if I win this year's championship, I won't be able to qualify for the World Cup next year."

"The current head of the Sports Department seems to be Ludo Bagman?" Professor Flitwick thought for a while, "You can say hello to Professor Sprout, Bagman graduated from Hufflepuff before. Yes, I have to remind you, Harry, that the Ministry of Magic is not as fair and impartial as people think, and results are not the only criterion for their selection of the England team."

"I will make them fair and just." Harry nodded with a smile, "Thank you for your reminder, I will prepare for the duel competition, I have learned too much theoretical knowledge recently, and I really need some practical combat to transform my theoretical knowledge one time."

"Bring me a championship and go back to your work, kid, and pay attention to rest."

Professor Flitwick patted Harry on the shoulder, and stepped into the door of the auditorium first.

It happened to be the end of class in the afternoon, and almost all the students stayed here during the dinner in the auditorium. Harry quickly found all the members of the warband, including Draco, who behaved a little differently after Christmas. Malfoy.

When they heard that they were going to participate in the European Cup Quidditch Championship, people who didn't care to eat two more bites only grabbed two sandwiches and hurriedly followed Harry out of the auditorium. They found a vacant room and gathered together. Standing at the round table transformed by Transfiguration, he looked at Harry eagerly.

"That's how things are. Regarding the arrangement of the location, you can talk about whatever you have in mind."

"Let Seid take charge of the Snitch." Qiu said with his chin in his mouth, his cheeks puffed up a bit like a little hamster, but this cute little hamster can hit two Cedrics with one hand. In terms of physical training, she is second only to Harry, "I should be able to barely keep up with your rhythm, captain, remember to pass the ball to me when the time comes, I also want to score a few goals with my own hands. "

"How about you, Marcus? Didn't you want to try out the batter before?"

"Forget it, Captain." Marcus's face darkened, and he said in a muffled voice: "After catching Bludgers with my face a few times, I realized that I am not that material."

Marcus has much more strength than the twins, and he is definitely the most wanted to stay away from when he swings a bat. However, strength does not necessarily mean that he is suitable for this position.

"Maybe his head is enchanted with special effects." The twins who were giggling on the side joked cheaply, "You have to attack the taunting follower first."

"Maybe I should change two clubs!"

With a ferocious smile on his face, Marcus held the twins one by one and clamped them in front of his chest, "Perhaps with a Weasley brand bat, the Bludger will be obedient, right?"

"The pectoralis kills!"

"Help, Captain!"

Just like two salted fish, the twins looked dead. Marcus guessed that he just took herbal medicine class. There was a painful dragon dung smell that was familiar to the two of them. Recently, Norbert became obsessed with it. Dragon's breath chili with rice, although the effect of the fertilizer is much stronger than before, but the taste is also
"Do you believe it or not"

"We can't help but spit in your arms in five seconds?"

Marcus let go of his hand with a look of disgust. Marcus, who had been tricked by the twins several times, didn't want to bet on the integrity of these two guys.

"Then in the next two months, the team's daily training will be changed to tactical coordination. Although this is only the European Championship, we must also be prepared. After all, we are amateur players and do not take it seriously. If you don’t, you’ll make a fool of yourself.”

"No one wants to lose face in front of so many audiences, right?"

"The date of the competition is on June 24th. We will have to go to the scene to undergo a medical examination on the 23rd at the latest, and we will be familiar with the field. I will go to the dean of your college to explain the situation and let everyone take the final exam in advance."

"That's okay? Why don't you just ask us to cancel the exam, Commander?"

The twins urged Harry excitedly, as practical wizards, the results of the written test of the two of them were really not so satisfactory. They generally don't pay much attention to the things they don't need.

"Perhaps Professor McGonagall will be merciful and let you complete the exam during the rest of the game. Believe me, although she likes Quidditch very much, Professor McGonagall is a very bottom-line witch."

"Oh"

The twins dragged out a long voice in disappointment, "We're just asking."

"Okay, let's disband now, the things to be notified are finished, Draco, please stay for a while, let's talk?"

(End of this chapter)