Living peacefully at Hogwarts

Chapter 164: Elegant and Easygoing
"It's the first time to meet you, rubbish, hello."

Klein's smile is like the sunshine in spring, warm and genial.

His tone was soft, and there was a hint of shyness in his attitude, as if a well-educated child was greeting his peers whom he met for the first time.

but.
Is there something wrong?

The Quidditch players looked at the waving child opposite, and forgot to think for a while.

Auditory hallucinations?

How can such a polite child have such a vicious mouth.

Well, it must be an auditory hallucination!

"From now on, I will be your captain and your new boss. Except for issues of principle, I will listen to everything else, and I usually don't train with you. I will only occasionally come to guide you when I am free.

Well, after I finish speaking, those who are dissatisfied can leave now. "

Still the same voice, still the same look.

Klein blinked his eyes, as if he was worried that the other party's IQ was not enough, so he specially emphasized a sentence.

"I'm serious, you can go away, anyway, in such a rubbish team, the old man in charge of cleaning can complete your work perfectly on a broom, no, no, no, I was wrong, others should not be as stupid as you .”

At school, he was gentle, courteous and modest, submissive, and went outside to pull Kuba violently and punch him hard.

Such a contrast made Gasol's mouth grow wide, not to mention those Quidditch players who met for the first time.

"Are you deaf or dumb? With so many people and so many mouths, no one can breathe?"

After a long time since no one responded, Klein took a few steps forward.

Although he was the shortest in the group, for some reason, those Quidditch players suddenly had the illusion that the other party was looking down on them.

"What are they talking about?"

Because of the distance, Michael and Professor McGonagall could only vaguely see that Klein was actively talking to the Quidditch players, but no one knew exactly what he said.

"It should be a greeting, ha ha."

Dumbledore laughed dryly, his expression a little stiff.

Um.
Now he was finally convinced that Klein had indeed wandered the streets.

"Speak, you bastards, speak."

The quieter the other side was, the more arrogant Klein became.

And his arrogance is different from other people's arrogance.

He had the most sincere smile on his face and the most arrogant words out of his mouth.

Such a high-end operation made the Quidditch players look stupid.

Once it was an auditory hallucination, twice it was an auditory hallucination, and three times it couldn't be an auditory hallucination!
How dare this brat, how dare he!
"court death!"

They are all young people who are easily impulsive when their brains are hot, and they are the most unbearable to be stimulated. Once the temper comes up, no matter how old you are, the lesson is over.

Those Quidditch players rushed out like wolves with red eyes, before Gasol even had time to stop them, three or five of the most agile players had already arrived in front of Klein.

"stop!"

Extremely anxious in his heart, Gasol yelled without even thinking about it.

But at this moment, he suddenly realized that he couldn't move.Not only could he not move, he couldn't even make a sound normally. His whole body froze in place like an ice sculpture.

"Eh? Why are you making a move!"

Seeing the changes on the field, Michael and Professor McGonagall were frightened.

What's the situation?

Quidditch didn't start, there was a gang fight, right?

"This should be the meaning of young people's welcome, so we don't have to get involved."

With an ignorant conscience, Dumbledore just wanted to cover his face now.

He understood those Quidditch players too well, but equally, he also felt pity for those innocent children.

It is really courageous to fight with the "Magic Lord".

"Ha ha."

So athletes are simple.

Has the long-term training made these wizards forget the fact that they know magic?

Well, that's right, it's already cheap enough to do something to a child, let alone magic.

Just as he was thinking, those athletes had already arrived in front of Klein.

Since the other side didn't use magic, Klein didn't use magic either, and just waved his fists like a tiger entering a herd of sheep.

Wizard to wizard.

Use fists.
Such a scene is hardly seen in a hundred years.

"Is this a sign of welcome?"

Professor Michael and McGonagall couldn't help looking at Dumbledore where the old god was.

"Ahem, this is youth~"

Even though Dumbledore had experienced a lot of wind and waves for a long time, his skin was as thick as a city wall, and he couldn't help but feel a little hot under the gaze of those eyes.

"Stop it, it's against the sky, stop it for me!"

Fearing that those stupid idiots in the team would hurt the precious lumps they had dug with great difficulty, Manager William wanted to go on stage without even thinking about it, but Dumbledore raised his hand to stop him.

"Let the children solve their own affairs."

"That's how it was settled!"

If possible, Manager William really wanted to grab Dumbledore's beard and ask a question.

But he can only think about it, he is not that bold.

And just as Manager William and Dumbledore had said a few words, the situation on the field changed again.

"I hit!" "I hit!" "I hit!"

Who said that wizards can't fight with fists, and who said that demon kings can't learn martial arts?

With the blessing of all kinds of hidden magic, Klein is like Iron Man, with one punch and one muscular club, one person beats a group of people!
The Gasol people who were fixed in place by the "fixing spell" were all stupid.

What the hell, this fucking is 12 years old!
"Quidditch Frenzy Contest No. 30 second place, almost bottom, European Quidditch League No. 20 five, almost bottom, World Quidditch Invitational No. 40 seven, failed to qualify, World Cup Quidditch qualifier five With five wins and five losses, you are on the verge of disqualification, a good team has been ruined by you."

While throwing punches, Klein counted the achievements of the England Quidditch team in international competitions in recent years. Klein was still smiling, but his eyes became more and more disdainful.

"You still don't admit that you are trash!"

There is a way to get along with classmates, there is a way to get along with dark wizards, there is a way to get along with dark wizards, and these Quidditch players who have nothing in their minds, Klein also has a way to get along with Quidditch players.

Use force to awe first, then use technology to conquer, and after technology is conquered, then use force to awe.

Repeatedly, there will be only one voice left in the team.

That was Klein's own voice!
In a sense, athletic ability and talent determine everything, and strength is the best business card.

"Keep laughing. Didn't I laugh very happily just now? Hehe, I'm the best person to talk. I'm the most elegant and easy-going."

Klein chased after the fleeing Quidditch players like a devil, not forgetting to talk to them.

With his bearing, he wouldn't get angry with a bunch of muscular guys.

What you're doing now isn't about revenge at all.
Ok.

Absolutely not!

(End of this chapter)