Hogwarts: I'm a model wizard

From the beginning of the game to now, the Quidditch pitch has never been quiet. Everyone kept cheering and waving colorful flags.

If you look down from the auditorium, you will find that the original Quidditch pitch was divided into three areas of the same size.

There are no walls or other obstructions between each area, but they miraculously do not affect each other and are distinct from each other.

However, at this time, a very strange scene occurred on the field.

Krum's place was very lively. Five identical civet cats chased him all over the place, attracting countless eyes.

Fleur was also very exciting. She seemed to be dancing some kind of strange dance, circling lightly around the civet. The civet had no intention of attacking her. Occasionally, Fleur would reach out and try to remove the golden ring around its neck. Key, every time at this time, the civet will jump aside and assume an attack posture.

But when Fleur started doing that strange dance again, it would fall silent again.

Someone noticed that the civet's reaction was getting slower and slower. If this continued, it would only be a matter of time before Fleur got the key.

Although it wasn't as noisy as next door, the strange dance was quite interesting, and many people's eyes never left this place.

Only the area where Kyle was located was really quiet... There was no exciting chase or dancing. They just saw Kyle and the civet lying face to face on the ground, as if they were under a petrification spell. Same.

It is because of this that it attracted a lot of attention from the beginning, but now almost no one pays attention to it anymore.

"What the hell is Kyle doing!" Fred put down the flag in his hand that read "Support Kyle, Hogwarts Warrior" and rubbed his sore arms.

"Can civets also know the petrification spell?" George asked.

"No, it won't!"

Cedric shook his head, "The civet is most famous for its ability to split. Apart from that, it doesn't have any magic...

"In the magical animal smuggling incident a few years ago, my father complained after drinking one night, saying that they had a lot of effort to catch all three civet cats. I specifically checked this magical animal, so I remember very clear."

"Then what is he doing?" George asked.

Cedric shook his head, "I don't know either. Kyle should have his own ideas."

On the far right, there is a row of golden chairs near the front, which is the referee's position.

Ms. Maxim leaned back slightly and asked in a low voice: "What is he doing?"

"I don't know either." Professor Locknear, who was sitting in the back, said, "The child has a very good relationship with Scamander. He probably has some special method."

"You mean, he knows how to appease a civet?" Ms. Maxim frowned.

This was what she was most worried about, because then Beauxbatons' advantage would be gone.

"Maybe." Professor Locknear paused, glanced at Dumbledore, and then said as if chatting normally: "Mr. Scamander is an amazing master of magical animals. In terms of research, he is a little more comprehensive than him, but in other aspects, he is inferior to him.

What a pity he didn't come today. "

Madame Maxime nodded, understanding what he meant.

Although Locknir could only surpass Newt in the research on civets, that was enough. Who asked him to compare with civets?

Although it is a bit regretful that the remaining two warriors cannot be stopped at the first level, it can at least give Furong an advantage later on.

"Ah, look!"

At this time, a burst of surprised shouts brought Maxim back to his senses, and he subconsciously looked towards the arena.

Then a satisfied smile appeared on her face.

Fleur had already gotten the golden key from the civet's neck and was now running quickly towards the door.

"Oh!" There was another exclamation.

Maxim originally thought that something was going on with Krum, but when he took a closer look, he found that he was using a transformation spell to distract the civet.

Although the transformation technique was wonderful, it was not enough to trigger such loud cheers.

She subconsciously looked towards the area where Kyle was.

"What?!" The next second, Maxim suddenly stood up from his seat.

Because Kyle, who had been lying on the ground before, seemed to be petrified, suddenly moved.

Without any warning, he lunged forward. Not to mention the audience, not even the civet seemed to react to this move.

With everyone watching, Kyle quickly pulled the golden key from its neck, as easily as he took a baked potato from the plate.

Compare this to Krum who was chased by the civet and ran around the place, even his clothes were scratched into strips of cloth... Many people couldn't help but scratch their hair in confusion.

They are really working on the same project. Isn't the gap a bit too big?

On the other side of the field, Kyle, who had received the golden key, whispered: "Hurry up and chase me now, this can be regarded as completing the task.

"There is also dried long-bearded pike. I will put it on the third tree behind the wooden house on the edge of the forest when the sun goes down. Remember to go quickly and don't let the cat nives eat it."

After saying that, Kyle ran away, and the civet jumped up and chased him desperately.

Kyle picked up the speed, and the civet chased even faster... always maintaining a few inches of distance between the man and the cat.

"I knew it, I knew it!" Fred waved his flag excitedly in the audience, "Kyle must have been confusing the civet just now. You see, it was indeed fooled!"

"Come on, run quickly!" George shouted at the top of his lungs.

Finally, Kyle came to the door and decisively inserted the key into the keyhole.

The civet cat behind him made three long slits in his robe with its claws.

"Crack!"

At this time, the door was also opened.

Kyle opened the door and stepped through with one foot.

For a moment, everything around seemed to suddenly turn.

The civet behind him is gone, and so is the door...

Like a piece of a jigsaw puzzle that has been broken and put back together again, the huge Quidditch pitch is constantly stretching outwards, expanding, and becoming larger than before.

Then the ground beneath our feet began to collapse, first from the farthest away, then closer and closer.

Soon, there was no place to stay except for a foot around Kyle that was still intact, as if he were standing on the edge of a towering cliff.

The audience in the stands, like him, covered their mouths and screamed in surprise when they saw the collapsed ground, but then they cheered excitedly.

Because a golden light spot was flashing under the cliff, and in just a blink of an eye, it appeared in front of everyone. Because it was so fast, it seemed to have a golden tail behind it, which was extremely beautiful.

"Oh, the Golden Snitch!" someone shouted from the stands.

"No!" Cedric moved his eyes away from the panoramic telescope and said equally excitedly: "The Golden Snitch does not have a long beak. That is the Snitch, a rare species protected by the magical world and is used by all countries. Transactions prohibited.

"It's worth mentioning that the Golden Snitch was created to replace it."

"Oh...look, Bludger!"

After Jin Feixia, a round bludger also flew into the air.

George was so excited that he stood up from his seat, "Do they want to hold a Quidditch here? It would be interesting to watch a game in the Triwizard Tournament."

…

George guessed correctly, but only slightly.

Because Quidditch requires three kinds of balls, but there are only two kinds on the field at this time, one Golden Snidget and... twenty-nine irritable Bludgers.