Hogwarts: I Can Still Learn

Fred and George were happy that Charlie was finally going to school, which meant they could use his old broomstick at home.

Although Vincent didn't like Quidditch, he wouldn't object to them playing it.

People, carrots and cabbages, all have their own preferences. He can't force them not to fight just because he doesn't like it, right?

You play your Quidditch, and I blow up my grove, and neither of us gets in the way of the other...

Of course, the premise is that you don’t mess with me...

"Fred—let me go! I won't fight!"

In the open space at the entrance of the Burrow, two red-haired boys were holding a white-haired boy, and there was a slightly smaller black-haired girl beside them, laughing happily.

Vincent originally wanted to do an experiment, but as soon as he came out of the fireplace, he was carried out.

He didn't know if Qiu had reached some kind of consensus with the twins, insisting that he should experience the fun of Quidditch...

So the current scene appeared...

Vincent struggled hard, trying to get them to change their minds.

"...What's the point of fighting with me? Right, I can't fight, so you have to fight yourself. I really can't even fly! I'm afraid of heights! Hey, George! Don't touch that place ——”

However, the twins were very determined.

"We will show you today what an interesting sport Quidditch is!"

"It's a free, joyful... and free multi-player sport."

"No, no, no, I won't run! Put me down first!" Vincent smoothed the wrinkles on his clothes, "There are only four of us including me, how can we fight?"

"Well...I can call Ron and Ginny down if you need an audience." George said, taking over two old broomsticks that had been placed aside.

One of these two brooms was eliminated by Charlie, and the other was rejected by Bill, but was given to Fred and George as if they were their ancestors.

"No, I said you only have two brooms, how can you fight!"

George thrust one of the brooms into Vincent's arms, "It doesn't matter! We'll take turns playing with you!"

"I thought I heard someone calling me..." An eight or nine-year-old red-haired boy came down from upstairs, rubbing his eyes, "Oh! You are playing Quidditch! I want to come too!"

He looked surprised and wanted to join in.

"Okay, okay! I'll switch with you!" Vincent gave him the broom as if he saw a savior.

"Eh? Who are you? Why haven't I seen you?"

Before Vincent could answer, Fred took the broom away and said, "Ron, no one called you."

After speaking, he turned to introduce Vincent, "This is our brother Ron, who is two years younger than us."

He then pointed at Qiu, who was squatting on the ground laughing until he stopped breathing, and said to Ron, "This is Qiu Zhang, one year older than you."

"This is Vincent, um...a fool who thinks Quidditch is boring..."

Ron stared at Vincent with wide eyes, as if he had seen some terrible monster.

...Should the reaction be that big!

"You're an idiot!" Vincent kicked George.

"Hey! Fred told me why you kicked me!"

"Oh, I'm sorry, I kicked it wrong." He turned around to look for Fred, but found that he had already run away with his broom in his arms.

"...How about you kick him back?" He had no choice but to say to George.

"Brother! Fred took you away as a magic wand!" Qiu suddenly pointed in the direction where Fred slipped away and said.

Vincent spread his hands and saw that the wand was indeed missing. It must have been taken away when he came out of the fireplace.

He looked in the direction she pointed, and Fred was standing more than ten meters away from them.He raised his hand and waved proudly, and the light-colored wand was extremely conspicuous under the sunlight.Then, in front of Vincent, he put his wand in his pocket and shouted, "I'll give it back to you if you fly."

After saying that, he got on the broom and took off with a whoosh.

So will Vincent be fooled by such a low-level person?

of course not!

How childish it is for you to chase me and for me to chase you!

When he had time to chase Fred, he might as well go up the mountain and blow up the woods!

right!Blow up the woods!

Going right now!

Eh?Where's the wand?

grass!At Fred's place...

It turns out that two people can't play Quidditch.After flying, it's really you chasing me and I chasing you...

Vincent's previous statement that he was afraid of heights was not completely false. Even if he got on the broom, he would not dare to fly too high. He was really just floating two or three meters above the ground.

"Fred——! Just wait for me——!!!"

Vincent swore he wasn't afraid of heights, it was just that the broom was too old and he was worried about falling...

I don’t know whether it was because the broom had not been maintained for too long or because of his technical problems. Every two meters he flew up, he would fall down half a meter, so that he had to use a levitation spell to stabilize it.

The magic circle of the floating spell is not complicated, and he can use it even without a wand, but this makes him look like he is moving forward, backward, left, and right on a plane...

Fred couldn't stop laughing as he circled around him, it sounded like a 3D stereoscopic looping sound effect...

George: "..."

Autumn:"……"

Ron: "..."

Ginny, who just came out of the Burrow: "Brother, that guy seems stupid -"

"If you don't want to die, don't talk!" George quickly covered her mouth.

Vincent's face turned dark.

He flew towards Fred with a snap, so fast!Then there was a rush and a tail swing, which came very suddenly, but Fred blocked them all. After blocking them, he naturally used traditional kung fu to stop them.

Fred smiled, "Okay! Vincent, I didn't see it!"

Vincent ignored him, took out a cauldron from his pocket watch, aimed at his broom and smashed it.

Fred was careless and did not dodge. The large cauldron hit the tail of the broom, whipping him around. He spun around and fell into the grass not far away.

"Give me back the wand." Vincent landed next to him expressionlessly and said.

Fred rubbed his butt, took out the wand from his pocket and handed it to him, "Young man, why don't you practice martial ethics?"

"I don't understand, I was beating randomly." Vincent blinked and put the cauldron back into his pocket watch.

"Impossible! It can't be a random fight. You must have practiced it, right?" Fred said, "Dive and tail-swing, well-trained and prepared."

"You just don't talk about martial arts! Come on, lie! Come on, sneak attack! I am a ten-year-old kid. Is this good? This is very good! It directly created a new way of playing Quidditch - pretending to only know how to play horizontally. Law!"

"No, I really haven't learned..." Vincent defended himself in a low voice, but was directly covered by Fred's voice.

"Vincent! I advise you, Mouse Tail Juice, to reflect carefully and increase your efforts in the future!"

Vincent:"……"