Natural Magic at Hogwarts

Chapter 30 First Year Joining Quidditch
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. It's not worth it just for the 150 points."

"Hmph, don't always think about grades. You should also have some extracurricular leisure activities." Hermione pouted unhappily, as if her purpose this time was not simple.

Bree narrowed her eyes and said in a tough tone: "Don't even think about me participating. I don't want to fly around on a broomstick and be watched by a large group of people."

At least 150 points can't impress Brie.

"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. Play Quidditch.

"Hermione, go do what you want, I will support you, just like the mermaid watching the first singing by the moonlight, 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 understood , 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 when you don’t officially appear, I need to take note of important things.”

"Of course, it's great that you came, thank you, Bree."

"It's okay, we're friends."

Bree chuckled and followed Hermione, but what she was thinking in her heart was... How could I lead Hermione to waste her time studying? This is really abominable, although it will definitely gain extra points in Gryffindor's class. will affect...

Bree was a little confused. He had never had any friends that he got along with. Hermione was one, Cedric was one, and the Weasley 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. 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.

"It's really good to fly. It seems that Malfoy will join the Slytherin house team." Bree commented on Malfoy with a fair attitude: "It's a pity that his temper is too flamboyant. As a sensitive seeker, he may be careless. , he's more of 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 time was very short, and Professor McGonagall just wanted to try out his talent and did not give him too long.

As expected, Malfoy joined the academy team, but it is not yet determined whether he can replace the current Seeker or serve as a reserve.

The next game is Ravenclaw House, and the first one 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!"

There was a sudden burst of cheers, and Qiu also made a tumbling motion on his broomstick 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. Mouse, this is a deeper form of transformation, turning dead things into living things, but Bree obviously did not have full 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 was always aloof, and showing off would only be a waste of time.

"Are you sure he's only in the first grade? I can't guarantee that I can do it in the third grade." One of the Ravenclaw students sighed distressedly: "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 name Mr. Ode, who was all-knowing, and the points-earning deeds that the first-year people spread wildly, and did not 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 have considered whether they can do it, but only consider whether they will come.

Didn't you see that Professor McGonagall, who was presiding over the order in the distance, had a black face? The two Weasley twins were still instigating the lion cubs to play, even Neville, who dropped his broom in the flying class before, didn't let go .

"A Gryffindor full of energy, I hope Hermione can leave some mental 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. .

"Oh, I got it, I got it, nice girl!"

The Weasley twins in the audience shouted, obviously they all knew that Hermione could enter the team, Professor McGonagall also nodded with a smile, and finally saved some face, especially on her favorite Quidditch.

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 until now. He just looked at every little wizard who came on stage coldly.

"Congratulations, Hermione, I think you can do it."

Bree chuckled and said: "Flying great, maybe this year's Quidditch Academy Cup will be yours, although it sounds a bit majestic to destroy Slytherin."

Bree looked in the direction of Slytherin. The surprise on Malfoy's face made his hair shine, which was too dazzling.

But it looks like he got what he wanted.

"You should really participate, Bree. This will help you practice your flying skills." Hermione happily sat next to Bree, preparing to watch the last few selections.

"Oh, Harry was flying well, I knew I couldn't beat his Seeker, and I prefer the Beater."

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 "Origin of Quidditch" in his hand.

"I have to go to the library to return the books, so I won't be able to stay with you until 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's Hogwarts Castle is deserted, and everyone has gone to the Quidditch pitch, but Bree met someone he 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."

"Of course, I will be ready. Don't worry, Professor Lodge." There was some hesitation on Bri's 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 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.

But this Quirrell's notebook had to be thrown out, and Quirrell's attention had to be drawn to remove the weak contract.

What the hell is this guy trying to do?
After pressing this matter, Bree returned the book to Mrs. Pince, and then went to the hall for dinner with the notes.

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, all were declined, which also left Hermione and Harry surrounded by a group of little lions. .

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 Brie 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 Gryffindor Prefect, Percy Weasley. Professor McGonagall wants you to go to the Headmaster's Office."

(End of this chapter)