The charm of Quidditch obviously doesn't end with Slytherin.
On Thursday morning, in addition to the students who were immersed in eating, there were more people in the auditorium who were talking and bragging to each other just like Slytherin last night.
Including but not limited to riding a broomstick to catch up with a Muggle fighter jet, and flying into space to avoid a missile...
Lin An ate spaghetti rolled in beef sauce this morning. She shrunk all the food and put it in her bag. She was already in a good mood early in the morning, as if she was celebrating the New Year.
Now coupled with these high-level talks and dinner, Hogwarts instantly becomes more beautiful.
"Draco," she teased the little dragon beside her: "Why didn't you say yesterday that you flew into space to stop the missile?"
If that's the case, then you only need to buy a broomstick to replace the land-based mid-course anti-missile interception.
Well, the end of science will be entirely theology.
Draco looked at her with gray-blue eyes and said nothing.
Slytherin seemed as noble and reserved as ever this morning, as if he was not interested in these mundane topics at all.
But Lin An knew that they had boasted to their heart's content last night, and now they naturally had to look more "noble" outside.
Just then an owl flew to Gryffindor's table and dropped a package.
This is Neville's owl. The package contains a large glass ball, which seems to be filled with white smoke... The students once again exclaimed and surrounded it.
Neville looked very nervous.
His face turned red. Faced with the sudden attention, he stammered: "This is... this is the memory ball. Grandma knows that I always have no memory. It will tell you if there is something you forgot to do. Look.
, you pinch it tightly, like this, if it turns red, oh——" [Original work]
He immediately grimaced because the memory ball suddenly glowed red.
But at this moment, he couldn't remember what he had forgotten.
"Do you want it?" Draco sat aside, lazily looking at the forest bank over there with interest.
Lin An shook his head: "No. After all, this thing cannot specifically remind me what I have forgotten and haven't done. It is not as effective as a memo."
Instead of calling it a memory ball, it’s better to call it an anxiety ball.
Look, Neville was so nervous that he almost cried.
Draco looked over: "That's the child of the Longbottom family, but he was once suspected of being a squib - it was because of him that you quarreled with Harry Potter last time, right?"
Lin An couldn't laugh or cry: "It wasn't because of him, and there was no quarrel, it was just that we both made mistakes."
"And we have made an appointment to discuss this matter at the Quidditch pitch on Friday afternoon."
As for why I chose Friday afternoon, it was because school ended early that day and there were no classes on Saturday.
The Quidditch pitch was empty and if they talked about something personal, no one would hear them.
Draco's face was obviously unwilling.
He seemed to want to say something, but in the end he shut his mouth firmly.
At 3:30 in the afternoon, Gryffindor and Slytherin students could not wait to arrive on the school lawn.
This was their first flying lesson, and it happened to be a rare sunny day with a slight breeze.
The grass was flat, and the green grass blades were waving slightly under their feet. Beyond the lawn was the Forbidden Forest, and the dark trees in the distance were swaying in the wind. [Original work]
Twenty broomsticks have been neatly placed on the ground, ensuring that every student can have one.
Yes, this is what makes Lin An sad. The number of students in Hogwarts is not even as large as that of a district kindergarten.
There are a total of nine students in Slytherin this year.
Gryffindor is slightly better, but only has eleven.
In other words, the total number of freshmen in the entire grade does not exceed fifty.
Such a big castle is simply a waste of natural resources.
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[The original book was about twenty broomsticks, one for each person. I just read it several times, and to be honest, I was shocked.]
