Hogwarts Everything is Three

Roger didn't think that Gryffindor would let Harry ride that antique to the race.

Gryffindor’s captain Oliver Wood is an avid Quidditch fan. He is about to graduate this year. Although he has basically missed the championship, Roger doesn’t think he will give up his last chance to participate in Quidditch.

All the players looked at Qiu Zhang and Allen.

"Roger, are you because of this Firebolt?" Allen asked calmly.

"Uh, I don't deny that there was a firebolt factor in my decision, but Allen's abilities are very comprehensive, no matter where he is, he can be perfectly competent. Quidditch's most important position-Seeker, I think It's him."

Roger looked at Qiu Zhang, she looked pale. As far as she is concerned, if she is not a seeker, she may not have her place in the team.

"Compared with a seeker, I want to be a batsman." Allen suddenly interjected. Although he is gentle, he is more eager for some exciting positions, such as a batsman and a chaser. It's fun to score, but if the Seeker can't catch the Golden Snitch quickly, the game becomes boring for Allen.

But compared to a seeker who can only passively defend, Allen feels that a batter who can attack others is more attractive.

If Roger hadn't made adjustments, Allen would naturally be fine. Now that he said so, Allen still wants to fight for himself-he is really interested in hitters.

"Roger, besides, if I go to be a seeker, who will be a chaser? Autumn? Where should Zhang be placed?" Allen continued.

Qiu Zhang gave Alan a grateful look. Although Alan's aesthetics has never been as beautiful as other students, he can't help but feel that Qiu's eyebrow peaks are gathered, his eyes slanted, and he is silent. It looks pretty pleasing to the eye.

"As for the Firebolt, I am willing to give it to Qiu Laiqi to ensure that we can catch the Golden Snitch as soon as possible." Allen said this in the eyes of everyone's incredulous.

"Allen, that's Firebolt! The most expensive broom in the world!" Roger looked at Allen in surprise.

"If you are willing to give me the position of the batsman, I have no opinion at all." Allen stared at Roger as soon as he finished speaking, making his voice sound more confusing. "And, Roger, Don't you want to try a new location?"

I have to say that Allen scratched Roger's itch.

Changing Qiu Zhang is actually risky. Qiu's aggressiveness is not strong. Except for the seeker, no position seems appropriate. Roger, as long as conditions permit, will soon bid farewell to Hogwar. He really wants to try the feeling of a chaser to score.

"What's your opinion?" Roger looked at the other players.

Ravenclaws, who are the most tolerant of aliens and strange ideas, have no objection. What's more, Alan is willing to give up his firebolt and keep Qiu's position. What can they resist?

After swapping the broomstick and autumn in his hand, Allen didn’t have any reluctance. He even seemed very happy. Firebolt, as long as he has money, Allen can order again at any time, but the position of the batter, Allen It is indeed long-awaited. If you want to choose from the ball games in Muggle, Allen's interest in rugby with intense collisions far exceeds that of other ball games.

In fact, Ravenclaw's silent change of roles was also a tactical disturbance for the other academies.

After swapping roles, the Ravenclaw players flew into the sky again, and practiced every minute and every second. When they came back from the court again, everyone had a fanatical look on their faces, and they couldn’t hide their smiles. meaning.

"Isn't it Firebolt? It feels like they have already won the Quidditch trophy." Ron complained to Harry jealously, "These pure blood will use these money tactics despicably! It's not fair at all! "

"Ron...you are pure blood yourself." Hermione Granger looked a little embarrassed by the side. In fact, it reminded her that Harry was given a handful of light wheel 2000 by Professor McGonagall in the first year. Isn't that unfair...

And Harry obviously didn't put his mind on the two companions. He tightened the book in his hand. He hadn't decided which broomstick to buy. Compared with Firebolt, even the light wheel 2001 was not attractive.

The only thing that made Harry feel happier was that Remus John Lupin appeared again in the Defence Against the Dark Arts class.

Of course, for the little wizards of Ravenclaw, this is also a great thing to congratulate—especially after Professor Lu Ping announced that you don’t need to write those two parchment papers.

They had a very enjoyable class. Professor Lupin brought a glass box with a shinkpunk inside. It was a small one-legged creature that looked like it was made up of plumes of smoke and was quite fragile. It doesn't seem dangerous.

"It will lead travelers into the swamp," said Professor Lu Ping, and the students took notes, "have you noticed the lantern it is holding? It moves forward—people follow the light—and—"

Shinkpunk pressed against the glass wall, making a terrible, crunching sound.

The bell rang for the end of get out of class and everyone packed their things and walked out the door. Allen stayed quietly at the end, "Professor, you don't look very good." Allen looked at Professor Lupin's face.

It seemed that he had been seriously ill, his old robe was more loose, and there was a dark shadow under his eyes.

"Thank you for your concern, Ellen." Professor Lupin smiled and looked at Ellen. This was the first little wizard to take the initiative to care about his body.

But soon ~www.NovelMTL.com~ his smile froze on his face.

"Professor, I finished the paper on werewolves arranged by Professor Snape." Allen said in a low voice.

Professor Lupin looked at Allen, frowning slightly.

"I know, when you met Bogut, Bogut became a crystal ball. And—" Allen calmly looked at Professor Lupin.

A ray of winter sun shines into the classroom, illuminating Lupin's gray hair and wrinkles on his young face, and he still looks very calm.

"It happened to be a full moon some time ago! And you, did not appear in class." Alan stared at the Defence Against the Dark Arts professor with his hands on his back.

He was quite uncomfortable to dismantle Professor Lu Ping in this way, but he had to do it just in case.

"It's a coincidence, isn't it?" Lupin said calmly, closing his briefcase with a snap.

"Perhaps, even more coincidentally, I know that Professor Snape is brewing a wolf's poison potion, and the beneficiary is you..." Allen directly pierced the last window screen, knowing that Professor Lupin was a werewolf. The truth was before the other party.

Lupin's arm moved suddenly, as if to grab Alan's arm, but he restrained it. There was a moment of silence, and then—

"You are really a keen little wizard. Indeed, I am a werewolf. Dumbledore trusted me and let me take the post of professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts. And Professor Snape made me become It's safe. As long as I drink this medicine a week before the full moon, I will be able to stay awake when deformed... I can curl up in my office, a harmless wolf, waiting for the moon."

"If you can't accept such a Defence Against the Dark Arts professor--" After a pause, Professor Lupin's mouth showed a bitter smile.