Living peacefully at Hogwarts

Chapter 162 Team Rookie
mad.

Crazy.

Very crazy.

At that moment, the old Oakes and the three thought of the gloomy wizard in the basement classroom who couldn't even shake them off.

"That's my only condition."

Klein smiled, his blue eyes were like cold springs in deep winter, clear and calm.

He didn't seem to realize that there was anything wrong with his words.

Just as he stated the fact that the English Quidditch team did not perform well, he stated the fact that the tall Gasol is not suitable to be the leader of a team in the same tone.

but.
You haven't joined the team yet, but you want to go to the sky in one step and become the captain directly?
Even Old Oaks, who admired Klein so much, felt that the child's request was too much.

"Anyway, this is my request. If you agree, I will join the team. If you don't agree, it's fine. It's very interesting to learn from the professor.

Hehe, recently I am challenging the "99 Great Potion Problems". You can pay attention to the front page of the "Daily Prophet" recently. Maybe you can see my name after the training. "

Party A is the uncle, and Klein was not panicked at all.

He knew he was asking too much.

But so what.

If you agree, you agree, and if you don't agree, you pull it down.

Although he wants to accomplish the achievement of "both styles and styles", it doesn't have to be in England.

Isn't it okay to leave academic achievements to the UK and sports achievements to the mother country, Germany?Even on a whim, joining the Far East Quidditch team as a foreign player is not prohibited by law.

"this."

Taking a deep breath, Manager William seemed to have made up his mind.

"I can't promise."

Old Oakes sighed inwardly, and lowered his head in disappointment.

The interests of the team cannot be compromised because of their own preferences.

If they even agreed to such an exorbitant request, what would Gasol think, what would the children who were still sweating in training camp think, what would those reserve players who were sitting on the sidelines waiting for their chance to play think.

Klein's request is like a joke of an ignorant child, and it is also a bottomless abyss that will swallow a team that is already in difficulty!
"Manager, Mr. Paige, I think we should agree."

Unexpectedly, Gasol, who had been beating an eggplant all the time, suddenly spoke.

His face was serious, without the initial frivolity.

"In other words, we should give this kid a chance to Mr. Grindelwald."

Gasol is the chaser in the team. He has watched the video of Professor McGonagall's "retrospective curse".The reason why he became hostile towards Klein, he didn't want to admit it but had to admit it, was because of jealousy.

He is not a genius, he can only be said to be a middle-aged man. Apart from a strong enough body, he has no other strengths at all.So under his leadership, the team's situation will be so difficult.

If it's Klein, if Klein is the captain
Staring at the kid who was a whole round smaller than him and half shorter, Gasol clenched his teeth.

Klein is now twelve, an adult.

But in six years, the team can afford to wait.

If this young genius can really lead England's Quidditch to rise again, how about playing with him for six years?
For this great goal.

He, Gasol. Wiggins, would rather become a nanny!

"Gasol."

Old Oakes always felt that Gasol had no brains, but seeing that stubborn look in his eyes, he suddenly felt that he seemed to understand the mind of that big fool.

This is sacrificing oneself and paving the way for the future of the team.

"Ah~"

Sighing, Old Oakes and Manager William exchanged a glance.

A complex feeling suddenly appeared in my heart.

Is it to maintain the current state, or to gamble on a future at all costs?
The headquarters of the England Quidditch team.

"Hey, have you heard, it seems that a newcomer is coming today."

"I know, I know, I heard from the manager, it seems to be called Klein Grindelwald."

"Grindelwald? By the way, he is a frequent visitor to the front page of the "Daily Prophet". My family member, alas, is my sister who has not had a formal job for a few years after graduation. I like him."

"I also have a little impression that the kid looks pretty good, hehe, but I don't know what will happen in the future, let's just take me as an example. I was pretty handsome when I was young, but I'm not like this now."

In the locker room, several official Quidditch players were chatting while changing their clothes, and the topic naturally revolved around the newcomers who said they would join the team today.

12 is old.

Tsk tsk, I don't know how Klein Grindelwald did it.

How can you join a Quidditch team representing the country if you haven't even reached the legal age of majority?

I can only say that there is an inside story~
Either he left the Ministry of Magic, or there was a big man behind him.

In short, before they met, they became very curious about "Grindelwald", who can invent magic spells, heal diseases and save lives, and is said to be a good Quidditch player now.

At this moment, a burst of clapping caught everyone's attention.

"Look over here, look over here."

Gasol stood at the door of the locker room with a solemn expression, his tall and burly appearance was very conspicuous.

The Quidditch players on the bench immediately fell silent, waiting for the captain to speak.

"It is estimated that everyone has already received the news. Today the team will have a newcomer, a 12-year-old, soon to be 13-year-old Quidditch genius."

"Hahahahaha."

Some players couldn't help laughing at the words "Quidditch genius".

They are the England Quidditch team, and they are all masters selected bit by bit from all over the world. Before they stepped onto the world stage, who didn't have the title of "genius"?

Therefore, they only took what Captain Gasol said as a joke.

"Moreover, there are gentlemen from the Department of Magical Sports and Sports, the headmaster of Hogwarts, Mr. Dumbledore, and some professors who are here today.

So we have to perform well and show our full strength.

Remember, whoever loses face is a sinner. "

Gasol's brain is not very easy to use, but his prestige in the team is still enough-the players are terrified of his fists.

When he finished speaking, those Quidditch players immediately slapped their chests loudly.

"Don't worry, you will never be ashamed."

"You still don't know our strength, you will definitely do a good job today!"

"Isn't it just pretending to be a "harmonious family"? We know that we won't embarrass that new kid who joined the team."

Looking at those confident players, Gasol sighed in his heart.

Somehow, he suddenly remembered what the kid said with a smile when he left Hogwarts that day.

"Don't worry, no one will be dissatisfied with this decision. Even if someone is really dissatisfied, I can use my strength to convince him.

Whether it's Quidditch, or whatever."

(End of this chapter)