My body can be digitized

Chapter 100 Request
"You boy!"

Professor Flitwick glared at Su Ziqiong fiercely.

"Do you know the function of magic potion?"

"Magic potion, advanced magic potion, 90.00% of its ingredients are composed of magic crescent grass. As the name suggests, its function is mainly to help magicians communicate with the magical energy around them faster. It varies from individual to individual, but generally speaking , at least it can be enhanced by about 30.00%, but there are certain requirements for the magic level of the user, the minimum is a junior magician!!!”

Su Ziqiong talked eloquently. In fact, he has been paying attention to this kind of good stuff for no less than a week.

However, the main raw material Tongmo Crescent Grass is not as common as other high-end products.

The refining method is not clear, so until today, he has not obtained even half a small bottle.

Today is an opportunity, whether or not it will be successful depends on how much Flitwick attaches importance to the Quidditch Cup.

"I do have magic potion, and there is a lot of it. Andre, I can give it to you if you want, but the premise is that you must win the Quidditch Cup this time. Remember, it can only be The champion, even the runner-up, the third runner-up is not acceptable!"

As an old fritter, Flitwick would naturally not be taken away by Su Ziqiong.

"Since this is the case, I am very willing to play for the academy team. Professor Flitwick, you will soon understand that you will definitely make money from this deal!!"

Su Ziqiong put down the quilt in her hand, and bowed to Professor Flitwick.

In fact, his stomach was already full of laughter.

Of course, he wasn't planning to train for the Quidditch Cup.

Su Ziqiong has absolute confidence in his flying skills.

Life goes on as usual, Hogwarts does not have a specific class schedule, but it goes on for such a long time, unless it is a pig.

Fortunately, Su Ziqiong was not that pig.

this day.

After Potions class.

Su Ziqiong was planning to go to the magic training room as usual.

But as soon as the front foot came out, Harry suddenly appeared on the back foot and pulled him aside.

Su Ziqiong was a little puzzled and at a loss.

"What's the matter, little Harry?"

Su Ziqiong asked.

He tried his best to recall the plot of the original novel, and suddenly, a trivial matter popped into his mind.

Su Ziqiong vaguely guessed the reason, and the corners of her mouth couldn't help but raised up into a bad smile. "Aren't you having a quarrel with someone?"

"How did you know?"

Harry was taken aback for a moment, and then almost stared at Su Ziqiong with a look of disbelief. "Well, Malfoy and I had some conflicts in the flying lesson, but I also got a blessing in disguise. But Malfoy couldn't swallow it, so he made an appointment with me to have a wizard duel in the prize room at midnight tonight, you know Yes, the door is never locked there, privately, it has always been a place where Hogwarts students duel!!!"

"Well, then what?"

"Ron will be my assistant, but I'm afraid that Malfoy will play tricks. I know you are very strong, can you also come over to prevent him from doing things."

Harry looked hesitant.

"Well, I'm afraid there's nothing I can do about it."

Su Ziqiong looked helpless, "Malfoy and I have a good relationship, you will put me in front of the two of you, you know, I will be very embarrassed!!!"

"Okay, I was the one who was abrupt, Andre!"

Harry's expression was a little gloomy, so he didn't say much, just turned and left.

"Little Harry, it's not that I don't want to help you, it's because I don't want to help you!"

Su Ziqiong twisted her body and walked towards the magic training room with a proud face.

It's sunny, early in the morning, in the huge restaurant.

Su Ziqiong practiced all night yesterday, and plans to come over early tonight to order some Scottish steak.

but.

Just after taking a few mouthfuls, there were crisp and clear voices like orioles in my ears.

It's Qiu Zhang.

"Andre, listen, I have something very important to tell you."

Qiu Zhang Dai frowned slightly, looking helplessly at the guy in front of him who used the standard aristocratic etiquette to wipe out a large number of steaks. "Talk to you, can't you be more serious?"

"Say it, Qiu."

Su Ziqiong swallowed the last sip of watermelon juice, wiped her mouth gracefully with a napkin, and instantly returned to her usual calm and mature image. "What you want to talk about is the Quidditch training tomorrow afternoon, don't worry, I will definitely pay attention to it."

He smiled slightly and blinked at Qiu. "I promised to work hard together. How could I forget what I promised you?"

"Then you must remember!"

Qiu was amused by his mischievous expression.

……

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At breakfast time the next day, as usual, countless owls rained in from the entrance of the auditorium, dropped letters or packages on the heads of their owners, and asked for some cornflakes or baked potatoes by the way.Among these owls, the long package carried by six of them is the most conspicuous.

These six owls flew to the Gryffindor table and dropped the parcel.But it was so big that it knocked over half a dozen milk jugs and spilled plates of bread and cornflakes on the floor.

"Oh!" Harry covered his face. "Can't they train the owl to hit the bomb?"

Su Ziqiong took a special look at him.

There were no obvious injuries on the body.

Obviously, in front of the Iron Triangle, Malfoy didn't get any benefits.

"Actually, they're really accurate," came Ron's voice.

He grabbed the nearest package, which contained a note identifying it as belonging to Harry Potter.He opened the package, and a flying broomstick with smooth lines rolled out.

"Harry, it's Nimbus 2000!" Ron was incoherent with excitement. "It's the best, this year. Oh no, it's the best broomstick of the year. Professor McGonagall really paid for it."

Gryffindor's captain, Wood, also ran over. "Great, Harry! With it, we're sure to get this year's Quidditch Cup!"

Ron held the Nimbus 2000 and refused to let it go. The Gryffindor players lined up and took turns to visit, as if this was the Quidditch Cup this year.

"Cut!" On the long Slytherin table, Malfoy curled his lips in disdain, "You bumpkin." He turned to Flint, the captain of the Slytherin Quidditch team sitting beside him. "Don't worry, our whole team will be able to replace with better ones next year, my dad promised."

"It's an excellent broom, isn't it, Andre?" On the long Ravenclaw table, Cho stared eagerly at the Nimbus 2000. "It's hard to imagine how we could compete with Nimbus with the Comet 260 if we were up against Gryffindor."

"Don't worry, Qiu."

Su Ziqiong laughed inscrutablely. "Don't worry, we'll win!"

"Well, I believe you!"

Qiu's eyes exuded an inexplicable brilliance, and he nodded solemnly.

(End of this chapter)