After Professor David left, there were still other people in the office.
Although he couldn't see it with the naked eye, and couldn't hear the other person's breathing or heartbeat if he concentrated, Kewen's sixth sense as a warrior could sense the sight cast on him.
At first he didn't feel anything, but after throwing nearly half of the snakes into the box, Ke Wen confirmed that the gaze did not come from the group of snakes on the ground.
Who would be free enough to keep an eye on him?
After combining recent events, it is obvious that the person hiding in the secret must be the principal of Hogwarts College - Dumbledore!
Kewen didn't know why he attracted so much attention from the other party. Is it just because he had behaved a little falsely before?
It's too much to treat such a 'little brat' like him. After all, there are many people with hypocritical and repetitive personalities among the Slytherin students. Why is he alone receiving such obvious 'care'?
?
Ke Wen was very irritable.
After being stuffy under the quilt for a while, Kewen adjusted his mood and expression, lifted up the quilt and stood up, and started doing his homework as if nothing happened...
At the same time, in the principal's office.
Dumbledore sat behind his desk with a relaxed expression, holding the teacup holder in his left hand and holding the handle of the teacup in his right hand, looking at Snape and Professor McGonagall in front of him with a smile in his eyes.
"So..." Snape's voice was low, but his tone was slightly relaxed: "Have you confirmed that Corwin Quinn is not a Parseltongue?"
"That's right." Dumbledore nodded slowly: "I have taken out the memory and stored it. You can also see it for yourself."
He picked up the tea cup and took a sip of tea, and then Dumbledore continued: "If the child is a Parselmouth, he will definitely show some expressions when facing so many snakes, but from my observation
It's obvious that the child doesn't understand snake language at all."
"This is great!" Professor McGonagall clasped her hands on her chest and breathed a heavy sigh of relief, her face full of joy.
"Yes Minerva." Dumbledore agreed: "It seems now that we were indeed too wary of that child."
"I can understand." Professor McGonagall nodded slowly: "After all, that child's talent is so good, and in just one month, his strength has increased to the point that people can't believe he is still a child."
"So Severus, do you have any other opinions?" Dumbledore turned to Professor Snape.
Snape pondered for a moment after hearing this, then shook his head slightly.
"Very good." Dumbledore smiled with satisfaction: "Then, I need you to inform the other professors and help the child as much as possible in the future."
"Of course, this matter should not be made known to the whole school." Dumbledore then added: "Also, we must not only give the child the best help in his studies, but also try our best in life.
To guide him and guide him to continue on the right path."
"We will, Albus." Professor McGonagall responded slightly excitedly: "I would suggest Covin make more friends, but..."
Having said this, Professor McGonagall couldn't help turning her head to look at Snape, and said after careful consideration: "I think it is not appropriate for that child to have more contact with Slytherins. Sorry, Severus, you should understand what I mean.
.”
Professor Snape didn't pay attention, but nodded slightly, and said in a calm tone: "I understand that everyone wants to let Coven Quinn walk on the path of sunshine, but the darkness in Slytherin will guide him."
He has bad thoughts."
Professor McGonagall nodded gratefully to Snape and said nothing more.
…
Coven had no idea that his surveillance period had expired.
In the next few days, Kewen still maintained his "little transparent" persona, trying his best to avoid attracting other people's attention.
Until the second weekend comes, the college will hold a 'Quidditch' match.
On the weekend morning, the first game of Quidditch in the new school year will start, between Gryffindor House and Slytherin House.
The weather today is cloudless, the sky is blue and clear, and the sun is very bright.
Early in the morning, all students and professors in the entire college, regardless of grade, came to the Quidditch field, which shows how popular this Quidditch game is in the wizarding world.
Kewen stood on the simple stand with his familiar classmates, listening to the noisy and excited discussions around him, and couldn't help but feel a little uncomfortable.
Before time travel, there were no various sports events in the New Era. There was only one kind of international competition, and that was the martial arts competition. The participants were all those with supernatural powers or cultivators.
In the process of learning knowledge, Ke Wen had read records from before the era and knew that there were activities such as football and basketball, but he only had a general understanding and no more specific concepts.
Therefore, now feeling the enthusiasm of the people around him for the "Quidditch" game, Kewen feels that it is a little difficult for him to participate, as if there is a generation gap.
A scream suddenly sounded from beside him, startling Coven. He turned around and saw that it was his classmate Oliver Wood.
Following Wood's scream, participating students from the two colleges flew over the arena on 'flying broomsticks', and then each performed some flying tricks, causing bursts of cheers and screams from the entire arena.
Listening to the deafening and enthusiastic sounds around him, Kewen shook his head helplessly, and then looked up to the sky to observe the contestants.
Kewen couldn't help but be slightly startled by this observation, then he looked away, raised his arm and used his elbow to nudge Wood beside him who was still screaming.
"Ahhhh - what's wrong, Covin?" Wood stopped screaming mid-sentence and turned his head to look over in confusion.
Ke Wen leaned close to the other party's ear and asked loudly: "I didn't pay attention before, Wood, who are the three red-haired people above?"
"Red hair? Oh! Those are the three Weasley brothers." Wood also leaned close to Coven's ear and replied loudly: "Look at the short-haired and fat one, that one is Charlie from the sixth grade; the thin one with the long hair is from the fourth grade.
Bill; that last one is second-year Patsy Weasley."
"Oh..." Ke Wen nodded to express understanding.
"But that Percy is not good at flying skills." Wood went on to introduce to Coven: "None of our sophomore students in Gryffindor have good flying skills. That Percy can only be regarded as a make-up. When we move to second grade next year
When I can sign up for Quidditch, I will definitely be able to beat him!"
"Then come on." Ke Wen encouraged him with a smile.
"What about you, Kewen?" Wood asked, "You performed so well in your flying lessons, do you want to sign up with me next year?"
"I'm not sure yet, I don't even understand the rules of the game yet." Covin responded loudly to Wood amid the turmoil.
"I'll teach you when you go back!" Wood also said loudly: "It's too late now, the game is about to start, you have to observe first!"
"no problem."
Ke Wen made an OK gesture, and then looked across the center of the field, where Mrs. Huo Qi, the flying class professor, was ready to announce the start of the game...
