Master Trainer from Hogwarts

Chapter 79 Spider Hunting
Demon hunters are a bunch of lunatics who want nothing.

Bart cursed secretly in his heart, and then he looked at Earl Monroe, who was above him.

Earl Monroe frowned slightly, and gently pressed down his left hand with the huge ruby ​​ring. An invisible spiritual force gently swayed Katerina's mental oppression.

"Thorn, it is impolite to use force at a banquet."

Although Katerina is his 'ally', in order to ensure the reputation of the banquet, Earl Monroe still prevents the possibility of escalation of the conflict first.

"This is your rule, not mine."

Although she said so, Katerina still restrained her mental oppression, but at some point a silver-white knife appeared between her fingers, dancing happily between her fingers.

Earl Monroe turned to look at Bearman and Bart, "I need an explanation."

Bart said apologetically, "It's like this. I got the news from a dark wizard that the activated mummy was taken care of by a demon hunter a while ago. I happened to know about this party and there was a demon hunter in the party from the bear man, so I came to try my luck."

Monroe nodded slightly, agreeing with Bart's explanation.

Because the number of demon hunters is very small, Katerina never hides her identity.

Because she has nothing to worry about, and her only relative is a demon hunter who has lived for 200 years.

"Dear Ms. Thorn, I don't know what price I need to pay to get it from you?"

Bart asked again.

It wasn't that he didn't want to take the initiative to bid, but that it was too difficult for a demon hunter to bid.

They are powerful, have a long lifespan, and are passed on from master to apprentice.

This means that as long as he is a demon hunter, his accumulation must be unimaginably rich, even surpassing that of vampires of the same age.

Because vampires are not as 'active' as witchers.

So you might be able to spend a copper coin and have a witcher hunt a dragon for you.

But maybe you spend a cartload of gold coins, and you can't command a witcher to kill the enemy for you.

"That was my first hunted collection, priceless."

Because the heart is in Alan's hands, Katerina said without thinking.

The other party knew what was in the newspaper. If she didn't answer decisively, the other party might link the matter to Allen.

Bart's lips were waxy, and he wanted to exchange a lot of gold coins, but didn't this just mean that there was something wrong with his heart.

In the end, he had no choice but to sit down again.

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"Nice job, Alan."

Atlas watched Allen complete a perfect 'Z' maneuver in the air, followed by a cobra tail flick, followed by a V-shaped dive and pull up, and roared.

"He is simply a genius, perfect physical fitness, can adapt to the acceleration of Firebolt 10 miles in 150 seconds, keen nerve radiation ability and genius learning ability, my God, he is simply Merlin's gift to Quidditch!"

Mrs. Hooch said with a somewhat glum tone.

The arm grabbed Professor McGonagall next to him fiercely, his slightly silver-gray eyes were full of excitement.

Allen is absolutely the most gifted student she has ever taught, bar none.

Professor McGonagall, whose arm was pinched, was not as calm as before. Her voice was also trembling, and she stared closely at Alan's descending figure, "I know, Rolanda."

Knowing that Alan was going to participate in Quidditch, she refused, because the game itself was dangerous.

There are as many as 700 foul methods, plus you can use the Bludger to attack the opponent...

To some extent, this kind of Wizards game is even more brutal than English football.

And Allen was still young.

But now, Professor McGonagall only has the matter of 'dominating the Quidditch Academy Cup for seven years' in his mind.

Allen exhaled, and took off the delicate pewter handle of the rocket crossbow.

Originally, he didn't care much about Quidditch training, but when he stepped on this 'Ferrari' of the wizarding world.

Hearing the wind howling from the ears, the foreground receded like a streamer, nothing could stop.

Accelerate at high speed in the air, and then flick the tail. The huge centrifugal force makes the adrenaline soar. Two close-range brooms rub shoulders and swim, which is as exciting as flying a fighter jet.

In particular, he also has excellent learning ability and physical fitness. As long as he succeeds, he can enjoy it all perfectly.

He finally understood why so many wizards were crazy about it, even Professor McGonagall and Dumbledore were no exception.

Quidditch, it smells so good!

"Professor, am I doing okay?"

Allen's light green eyes were smiling.

"You are simply a genius." Mrs. Hooch hugged Allen, "You are the best Seeker at Hogwarts this year."

Allen's perfect qualities make him suitable for all positions, but the most important position in the game of Quidditch is Seeker.

"I kind of wanted to be a hitter, actually."

Allen said that the hitter can reasonably hit the Bludgers to the enemy camp. If they knock down all seven opponents, it is estimated that they can end the game faster than finding the Golden Snitch.

"no!"

Professor McGonagall suppressed the excitement just now and sternly objected.

While several people were talking enthusiastically, a burly figure squeezed over in a panic.

His black beard was as thick as a forest, and he was wearing a ragged coat even in hot weather. After he walked over, he was a little at a loss, and he wanted to speak, but he didn't know how to speak.

"Rubber, what's the matter with you?"

Professor McGonagall asked curiously.

At this time, Allen suddenly said, "By the way, I almost forgot, I made an appointment with Hagrid the day before yesterday, and I will eat goat cheese at his place today!"

"Yes, yes." Hagrid immediately nodded fiercely.

Seeing that Alan and Hagrid made friends, Professor McGonagall showed a look of relief, "It seems that Quidditch really helps the growth of friendship."

Professor, you can't just like Quidditch and make everything about Quidditch.

Allen complained in his heart.

Then walk with Hagrid to his cabin in the woods.

After leaving a certain distance, there was no one around, so Alan asked, "Hagrid, what's the matter?"

Hagrid finally didn't hide anything, showing uncontrollable panic and panic, "Alan, Norbert is gone!"

Norbert was Hagrid's name for Charmander, although Charmander never recognized it.

"Huh?" Allen was slightly puzzled, because his system gold coins were still growing normally last night, "Maybe it's just for shopping?"

Charmander has always been very curious.

And in the past month, because Allen hasn't studied [Natural Energy] thoroughly, so the gold coins have been used to buy scrolls and items to help the Pokémon grow. He doesn't think that the little charmander, Garguis, who has greatly increased in strength, will encounter any danger.

Hagrid shook his head frantically, "You don't understand, Alan, this time is different."

"why?"

Alan finally realized the seriousness of the matter, pulled Hagrid to run towards the Forbidden Forest, and asked at the same time.

"Because I found traces of spider hunting!"

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Ask for follow-up, ask for monthly ticket, ask for recommendation ticket
(End of this chapter)