[HPDHGSG] Subversion of parallel time and space

long gaze.

Harry yawned, if it wasn't for the prefect meeting after the end, he really wanted to leave directly.

Look what he said?All the Slytherins, led by the indifferent Salazar, said good night to Headmaster McGonagall, and then left the auditorium openly and orderly.

All the little animals suddenly felt: Although I shouldn't feel so, the Slytherins are so... brave.Wow, look quickly, that tomb's face has turned green!

Yes, Umbridge's face was really ugly, but she really didn't dare to say anything, why?Because it was Slytherin, the parents of those little snakes were masters she dared not mess with.So there is no way, she can only continue to talk: "...the previous headmasters of Hogwarts have all innovated when shouldering the important task of managing this historically famous school, which is completely due, because if there is no progress, it will stagnate , it will decay. At the same time, the practice of progress for the sake of progress should never be encouraged. Our traditions have been tempered and often do not need poor revision. To achieve a balance, between the old and the new, Between permanence and change, between tradition and innovation...

"Because some changes have good results, and others will be found to be poor decisions in due time. At the same time, some old habits will be retained, which is understandable, and some habits are outdated. It must be discarded. Let us move forward into a new age of enlightenment, efficiency and reason, insisting on maintaining what should be maintained, perfecting what needs to be perfected, and discarding what we should prohibit."

When Harry caught up on his evening training for a while, Umbridge finally finished speaking, and Professor McGonagall led the applause, but it had to be admitted that the applause was really shabby.

After it was over, all the prefects had a meeting with the Head Boys and Girls after leading their respective first-years to the dorms.It was for the first time that Harry noticed a girl of his own grade, Elizabeth Burke.

She has long straight black hair that fits her slightly baby-fat face, her eyes are gray-blue, and she looks very energetic and cannot be underestimated.Harry began to wonder why he hadn't noticed the beautiful-haired girl before.

"You are Harry Potter, right? My work partner. My name is Elizabeth Bolk." Elizabeth saw Harry, came over and held out her hand to him.

Harry and Joe shook hands: "Call me Harry, nice to meet you, I'm sure you have excellent grades."

Elizabeth gave Harry a strange look: "Call me Elizabeth, Harry. But when your grades are actually better than others, it won't be very good to say that other people have excellent grades..."

"You need a beating, right? Harry does this sometimes, but he doesn't do it on purpose." Mo Yan came over and put his arm around Harry's shoulders, finished what Joe was embarrassed to say, and relieved Harry, " Yan Mo, Hufflepuff Prefect."

Elizabeth laughed and looked at Mo Yan with great interest: "I believe it's compliment [but I think it's weird to use this word here so I put it in English], Elizabeth Bolk, a Gryffindor prefect, Call me Elizabeth."

"Call me Mo Yan, I'm from China, so I'm more used to this name." Mo Yan smiled and shook hands with Joe, "How kind you are, the prefects are in the same grade, and my colleague is in the seventh grade, and a little None of that is funny!"

Elizabeth smiled and said, "It's because of your personality, you will always meet friends you can talk to."

While chatting here, the current chairman of the Hogwarts Boys and Girls Union cleared his throat, and started the work assignment for the semester, some work assignments for night watch and so on.Elizabeth was beside Harry, carefully recording the worksheet and whispering jokes with Harry.Harry really felt that this girl liked to laugh, and even more like to find reasons for herself and the people around her to laugh.

"The Umbridge of today, she really looks like a toad from the Ministry of Magic with a pink bow tie!" Elizabeth said as she climbed the eighth floor with Harry after the end.

"You think so too?" Harry asked with a smile. "She doesn't look like someone who can teach Defense Against the Dark Arts well."

"I'm sorry for the second graders this year. I've been waiting for a year to learn the Patronus Charm from Professor Trelleg, but I just waited for this...professor!" Elizabeth shook her head and lamented, while flicking her wand to summon With her bird of paradise * Patronus.

————————— I am the dividing line on the first day of school ——————————

"Look at today!" Ron sighed, "History of Magic, two Potions classes, Divination class, two Defense Against the Dark Arts classes! Binns, Snape, Trelawney, and the one named U Mrs. Mridge, all on the same day! I hope Fred and George will hurry up and get those quick-acting skipping candies out!" He said, and he took a big bite of sausage with a dejected expression on his face, as if the food could To ease his mood, but he was choked by a sudden palm slap behind him...

"Oh, our little brother is thinking of us, George."

"Fred, I'm so touched!"

"So I decided to give him some rewards..."

"Freshly baked skipping class candies!"

Ron's eyes were straight when he was drinking orange juice...

"I bet they're both using Ron as a free trial..." Harry whispered resignedly, tilting his head to Godric, who smiled happily and took a mouthful of mashed potatoes.

"Ahem, I seem to have heard something."

A voice that wasn't too familiar, but Harry recognized it. Elizabeth had already finished her breakfast and packed her schoolbag and walked over. The twins looked at the Gryffindor prefect warily, but the latter glanced at them He said to Harry, "Ah, Harry, I think we should go and lead the first-year students to the classroom."

"Oh, yes, Elizabeth, I'm sorry." Harry quickly drank the rest of the coffee, picked up the schoolbag beside him, got up and left with Joe.Before turning around, Elizabeth said with a smile: "Harry, you know, I heard those freshmen complained about the lack of pocket money yesterday, but there are no odd jobs in Hogwarts..."

If the thoughts in the minds of the twins could turn into a barrage, at this moment there would definitely be "Elizabeth Burke Little Angel" swiping above their heads.

Oh comeon!They just came out of the fucking OWLs last year, and now they deserve to have a blast, don't they?

On the other hand, Harry, who walked out of the auditorium with Elizabeth, looked at the girl next to him who asked "why I never noticed before" with great interest.

"Quiet." Snape said coldly, closing the classroom door behind his back.

In fact, he didn't need to order everyone to be quiet at all. As soon as the whole class heard the door closed, they immediately became silent, and all small movements stopped.Normally, the mere presence of Snape was enough to silence the class.Harry sat next to Godric, concentrating on writing "Fifth Year" in cursive in his notebook as the beginning of this year's Potions notes.

"Before we start class today," said Snape, walking quickly to the podium, looking sternly at them all, "I thought it necessary to remind you that next June you will be taking an important exam, and by then You guys will prove how much you've learned about potion making and using. While there are a few people in this class who are really mentally retarded, I hope you all manage to barely "pass" your OWLs, or I'll be... pissed off .”

This time his eyes fell on the face of Neville, who was sitting next to Harry, and Neville gasped in horror.Harry shook his head, Neville is really not good at learning potions, if he hadn't been sitting next to Neville to help him these few years, it is estimated that he would have won the title of "Crucible Killer" like in his previous life.

"Of course, after this year, many of you who ask will no longer be able to take my classes," Snape went on, "I only select the best students for my NEWTs Potions class, which is Say, some of us are going to have to say goodbye." - for Neville it was definitely a relief of relief - "but we'll have another year to go before that happy moment of farewell comes." Snape said softly Whispering, "Therefore, regardless of whether you plan to take the NEWTs for Potions or not, I recommend that you all concentrate on your homework and achieve the high pass level that I require my OWLs students to achieve.

"Today, we are going to prepare a potion that often appears in ordinary wizarding level examinations: palliative potion, which can calm and relieve restless and anxious emotions. Note: if the ingredients are sloppy, it will make the user fall into a dead state Some, sometimes irreversible lethargy, so you guys need to be extra careful about your behavior." Godric yawned to Harry's right, but Snape didn't care about the potions genius who pleased him, Merlin, Godric is the only guy who dares to do this in potions class (Salazar can do it too, but he won't be so ugly), not even Draco, who is Snape's godson ! "Ingredients and recipes..." Snape waved his wand, "on the blackboard, and everything you need" he waved his wand again, "in the locker" (the door of the locker he was talking about snapped opened) "You guys have an hour and a half...go ahead."

Godric and Salazar both worked it out flawlessly within half an hour, and Snape was visibly pleased when he accepted their work.Harry glanced at Snape, who was smelling one of the bottles, and thought that if the Big Four returned, Snape probably wouldn't be able to teach Potions.

"Your potions should now be emitting a faint, silvery steam," said Snape with 10 minutes to go - to most of them, since Harry finished in an hour, Della Kobe is a little faster than him, it's not that the method is different, Draco's method is faster than him.Harry followed Snape's words and looked around the classroom. Few people matched his words, and Ron's green sparks looked... bad.There are quite a few Slytherins who meet the requirements or are close to the requirements. Harry looked for his new partner Elizabeth and found that the latter was sitting with another girl with long red hair in an inconspicuous place. The crucible was emitting a faint silver-white steam, and the two exchanged a few words from time to time, discussing the steps and precautions with each other.

Why didn't I notice her before?Harry asked himself again.

The author has something to say: Elizabeth is my favorite female character in American dramas.

Healthy: Bird of Paradise represents freedom and happiness.

Neville suddenly reminded me of a friend of mine who was also in an experimental class in the first year of high school but was not a science student at all. He chose political history in the second year of high school, which was definitely a relief for him.I wish him the best in the political history class! O(∩_∩)O

chapter135. Defense Against the Dark Arts class

The author has something to say: The author has something to say: Ah, a certain snake changed Joe’s name, because if there is an SPN messing in, her identity will be a bit embarrassing, and she will be changed to Elizabeth Bolk [Elizabeth], she She has long black hair, dark eyes, and a baby-fat face. She has a cute and gentle smile.I really don't have time to change the last chapter, I will change it when the final text is finished, forgive me!

*: Blaise and Pansy are working with Draco on the "Pioneer" console business, Blaise is the foreign market and Pansy is UK internal store management, this was mentioned in the summer before second grade.

Happy Mid-autumn Festival! O(∩_∩)O

During the lunch break, Harry and Godric stayed in the common room to teach Ron some of their flying skills--the end of this month is the Quidditch trials, and Ron is determined to enter the Quidditch this year after three years of training. Ryffindor Quidditch team, now that Wood has left, the keeper position is vacant - they discuss it while watching the twins busy in the common room, posting advertisements on the bulletin board and fooling the newcomers Freshmen with nowhere to go and financial shortages.

"Sirius really funded them?" Ron couldn't help it, and asked, "They've been in full swing this summer, and Ginny and I are helping them cover, and sometimes even Dad helps them!"

Harry "uh" for a while, then said, "It seems to be true, because the experiment wages they run are not low."

"Ah, I saw their preliminary results," Godric said enthusiastically, "it's very high-level, and it's definitely impossible to do it without certain financial support. Let me tell you, if they open a store one day, I will definitely invest in it!" "

Ron was taken aback by Godric's serious thoughts, "Enter, invest? Just the little things of the two of them, can they still open a store and attract investment?"

"Ron, Leo, he's serious..." Harry patted Ron on the shoulder and said.

Divination class started in the afternoon. When Harry, Ron, Godric, and Neville entered the room, Professor Trelawney was busy distributing tattered leather-bound books on each table. Desks are placed haphazardly in the classroom.The light from the shaded lamp was dim, and the low fire, which gave off a foul smell, was dim.

Why take a divination class?Ah, Harry still really wants to see if Professor Trelawney can make some real prophecies like he did in the previous life, after all, the blood is there.Godric?As the Hogwarts Big Four, he and his partners took every subject.

"Hello, students," said Professor Trelawney in her usual vague, dreamy voice, "and welcome back to Divination. Of course, I have been following your fates very carefully all summer, I'm so glad to see you all making it back to Hogwarts safe and sound - because, of course, I know you're all going to be back."

Harry tapped the table with the knuckles of his index finger, and one of the reasons he had taken Divination was because he didn't want to miss any of the classes after the Big Four returned.

"You will find on your desks a copy of Inigo Inmag's Guide to Dream Interpretation. Dream interpretation is a very important method of divination for the future, and it is also a topic that is likely to appear in your OWLs. Of course Well, I don't think it is very important to pass the exams compared to the sacred art of divination. As long as you have eyes, certificates and grades are trivial matters. However, the principal is willing to let You take the test, so..."

--But the exam was also made by those old guys from the Ministry of Magic. Can the Big Four be spent after they return?Harry began to enter his own stream of consciousness thinking wildly...

Trelawney's voice gradually lowered gracefully, convincing the students that Professor Trelawney thought her subject was far more important than trivial things like exams. "Please turn the book to the introduction and read what Inmag has to say about dream interpretation. Then, divide into pairs and use the Dream Interpretation Guide to interpret each other's recent dreams. Let's get started."

"One good thing about this class is that it's not two consecutive lessons," Ron muttered across from Harry as the class finished reading the introduction to the book - they only had 10 minutes to spare. Interpreted the dream.

At the table adjacent to Harry and Ron, Godric and Neville were grouped together, and Neville immediately began to babble about a nightmare in which a pair of scissors creaked to cut his grandma's best A hat and Godric seemed genuinely interested in wondering what the dream might mean.

"I say, Harry," said Ron, scratching his head vigorously, "do you remember your dreams? I never do."

Only then did Harry wake up from the thought of "Is it possible that Neville's grandma is going to change her style of clothing?" "Ah, oh, I remember, I remember I dreamed about leprosy or something last night."

"Oh, let me see..." Ron said as he began to rummage through the chapter "Dreams about Animals", seemingly unaware of what Harry's nonsense meant, and Seamus and Dean behind Already chuckled. "Oh, here, toads and frogs...if in a pond...Harry, what did you dream that toads were doing?"

Harry put on a thoughtful look and said, "No...don't remember exactly, but that toad was pink!" - Seamus and Dean were already laughing enough to attract the attention of those around them - -Ron looked primly at the tattered book and said, "No, Harry, there's no explanation of what the color of the toehead indicates..."

"Oh! I remember!" Harry slapped his thigh. "The toad was opening and closing its mouth soundlessly, but there was no sound!"

Gryffindor is laughing like crazy...

So when they walked into the Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom, there were a few lion cubs who couldn't help but laugh, because Professor Umbridge was already sitting behind the podium and wearing the same plush suit he wore the night before. Downy pink cardigan with that black velvet bow on top of her head.Harry once again had a strong and vivid thought of a large fly foolishly landing on an even bigger toad.

"Oh no, I can't think of a professor like that..." Harry muttered.

"But what you're imagining is clearly a Ministry of Magic bureaucrat."

The brisk tone flashed past his ears, Harry was startled, turned his head and saw a red-haired girl who obviously laughed because of Elizabeth's words and whispered, "Switch the concept!" and walked quickly to the corner of the classroom with Elizabeth location.

Harry raised his eyebrows in surprise, and Godric listened to him clearly. He smiled and said, "Cute girl, isn't she? It's a bit like Roy's spitting style - and the same long black hair."

"Students, good afternoon!" She said after the whole class sat down.

Several classmates muttered "good afternoon" in reply.The little Slytherins didn't even bother to look at her.

"Tut, tut," said Professor Umbridge, "that's not okay, is it? I want you to answer: 'Good afternoon, Professor Umbridge.' Please do it again. Good afternoon, students!"

"Good afternoon, Professor Umbridge," they replied in unison, the Slytherins no doubt looking distressed, but they were bearing it, because there was still a slight chance that she would teach well.

"That's right," said Professor Umbridge's voice, "it's not too difficult, is it? Put away your wand, please, and get out your quill."

Many lion cubs exchanged depressed looks, and the little snakes were already dissatisfied.The command to "put away the wand" was never a lesson they found interesting.Harry stuffed his wand into his bag, produced his quill, ink, and parchment, and sighed -- he knew what was coming.

Professor Umbridge opened her handbag, pulled out a surprisingly short wand, and tapped hard on the blackboard. Two lines of words appeared on the blackboard: Defense Against the Dark Arts returns to basic principles

"Students, the teaching of your course has been intermittent and unsystematic, isn't it?" Professor Umbridge turned to face the whole class, crossed his fingers and put them squarely on his chest, Then he said, "Teachers are constantly changing and many of them don't seem to be teaching according to the Ministry of Magic approved curriculum standards, which unfortunately puts you far below the level you're supposed to be at in OWLs."

"Merlin, do they know what Professor Treleg has taught us?!" Ron exclaimed in a low voice.

Harry clicked his cheek, they probably didn't know, Dumbledore would not let the Ministry of Magic know that Hogwarts had such a powerful, realistic and bold Defense Against the Dark Arts professor.

"However, you will be pleased to know that these issues are about to be corrected. This year, we will be taking a carefully planned, theory-focused, Ministry-approved course in Defense of Magic. Please copy these words down. ."

She tapped on the blackboard again, and the two lines of words just now disappeared, replaced by "Course Objectives".

1. Understand the basic principles of magic defense.

2. Learn to recognize situations where the use of defense against magic is legal.

3. Assess Defense Against Magic in the context of practical use.

The only sound in the classroom was the rustling of the quill pen writing on the parchment. Two or three minutes later, when every student had copied Professor Umbridge's three lesson objectives—Harry swears, Godric and Salazar definitely didn't copy it but was chatting with each other on a notebook - she asked: "Does everyone have a copy of Wilbert Slinka's "The Theory of Defense against Magic"?"

There was a murmur of affirmation in the class.

"I think we're going to do it all over again," said Umbridge. "When I ask you a question, I want you to answer 'Yes, Professor Umbridge.' or 'No, Professor Umbridge.' 'Do it again: Does everyone have a copy of Wilbert Slinka's Theory of Defense Against Magic?"

"Yes, Professor Umbridge," the class answered loudly.

--Is this a kindergarten?Harry is going crazy, but kindergarten...

"Very well," said Professor Umbridge, "I would like you to turn to page five and read 'Introductory Fundamentals'. Read without whispering."

Professor Umbridge left the blackboard and sat down in a chair behind the podium, staring at everyone with his tormelike eyes with drooping lids.Harry turned to page five of his Theory of Defense Against Magic and began to read.

The content is very boring, almost as boring as listening to Professor Binns' lectures.Harry looked to his left at Godric, who seemed to be taking notes seriously, but Harry swore again that he was pestering Salazar for a chat.Soon, Harry stared at a line of text six or seven times, and began to think about "kindergarten".A few minutes passed, and there was no sound in the classroom.Beside him, Ron was twirling the quill absently across his fingers, staring blankly at the same place on the book - eighty-nine times out of ten thinking about Quidditch.

Suddenly, the paper of the notebook in Harry's hand shook like a wave. Draco often used it in front of Harry, Hermione, Mo Yan and the teachers, which was different from the lazy and gorgeous font he usually used. , a neat and concise font appeared on it: "It's boring, isn't it?"

Harry was taken aback, shook his head to make sure he wasn't hallucinated by the afternoon sun, and happily wrote: "There's nothing more boring than this, how did you learn this?"

Soon, there was a reply: "The head of Gryffindor taught me. Can't Ewell do something?!"

Harry rolled his eyes: "It's not like you don't know, Fudge still wants to send him, so his rise in status has reached a critical point, so bear with it at this time."

"I know, I know, I'm just annoyed."

Harry glanced at the head of the year at the front of the classroom, and he could see how irritable Draco was just from the back of Draco. "Anyway, it's almost here, so let's treat it as the last tribulation before happiness."

"When will iMagic be released?" Harry added.

"Christmas, the peak shopping season." Harry could tell how proud Draco was from the upturned tails of those letters.

"I remember you said last night that you plan to hold the first 'Pioneer' game console competition next summer?"

"Yes, I think it's time. This can also expand the influence of our new products. Brace has already made a guarantee that there will be an objective number of people in the European continent who are willing to participate in such activities*."

"I don't know what's going on in the United States?" Harry continued to write with interest.

"Brace didn't bother with the American market, mainly because the European continent is closer, but it seems that the friends you and Hermione made the year before last are helping to promote it. I'm not sure it can be played in the United States."

Harry thought for a while, and just about to write down his thoughts, he suddenly heard a delicate voice beside him:

"Mr. Potter is really serious! He even made a summary by himself! You are indeed the savior who defeated the mysterious man under the guidance of the Ministry of Magic. You are really serious about studying! Five points for Gryffindor!"

For Voldemort's sake! "Under the direction of the Ministry of Magic"? !Do you have to emphasize this at a time like this? !Harry held his forehead in pain...

chapter136. Quidditch Trials

Soon, word spread of Harry's "serious performance" in the Defense Against the Dark Arts class of "everyone screamed" in the campus. Harry couldn't laugh or cry about it. Hermione, Mo Yan and their teacher, Rowena And Helga didn't know how many times he had laughed at Harry for this.Harry had no choice but to comfort himself that this was to gain Umbridge's trust so that he could do it later.

At the same time, though, he began urging Fred and George to speed up their final experiment with skipping candy.

September was spent in the process of critters hating Umbridge... Quidditch selection came.

Harry has already become the captain of the Gryffindor Quidditch team this year, and Harry is very happy to take over the position from Wood, especially because he did not let his old captain in the last match of his third year. disappointment.

Although it's only September, the wind blowing on the flat ground has already begun to feel cool, and the grass on the Quidditch field feels hard to step on.Holding his fire gun in one hand, Harry smiled at the more than 30 smug lion cubs in front of him, and said, "Fly first, let me see."

Among the more than 30 Gryffindors, several were only in the second grade and had just been able to step on a broomstick, so Harry even had to fly up and help them down when they couldn't control them after flying-holding a fire in his hand. □□There is a reason - those little lion cubs can't stop their love for Quidditch...

After getting rid of the few low-grade children who were purely here for soy sauce ("You still have hope, practice harder, and try again next year!"), Harry then seriously looked at the flying Gryffindor above his head them.I can fly for sure, but...

"Do a few common evasive moves!" Harry roared upwards in a "loud voice".

Soon, a few more flying guys were removed, and Harry was very happy to see that Ron was doing well, but he also saw that McCork McLaggen - the last six-year selection Ron's opponent, Harry was a little worried. Although Hermione was still sitting in the stands watching the selection with Mo Yan and Luna, it was impossible for her to cast the Confusion Curse on McLaggen for Ron.

After another 20 minutes, during this period of time, Harry just let them fly at a moderate speed and not stop for too long, and then Harry got rid of a few guys who had no stamina. Quidditch is a protracted game. There are records in the history of flying for several days.

Today is Sunday, all the small animals have no classes, and after sleeping late and having breakfast, they have nothing to do, so they can't help wandering to the Quidditch stadium to see the recent selection of the Quidditch teams of the four colleges.So as the number of people in the air decreases, the number of people in the stands keeps increasing.

Angelina Johnson said to Harry impatiently: "If you haven't entered the individual selection, it will have to be delayed until lunch time, Harry, I still have a history of magic paper!"

"Okay, okay, let's enter the individual selection right away." Harry said casually, and flew up on the fire cockpit, and said to the Gryffindors who had been flying aimlessly for a long time and survived : "The last step before entering the individual selection: free flight! Show me your best flying skills!" Saying this, Harry himself gave a demonstration. He quickly flew around the arena, and the way was accurate Passed through three goals on each side quickly, and gave Mo Yan in the audience a high-five.It won warm applause from the audience.

What is this move for?It was to brush off those flying too rigidly, too rigidly, and inflexibly, so a few minutes later, a few more Gryffindors were defeated and left the selection field with Harry's encouraging smile and words.

"The next thing is the individual selection!" Harry said to the remaining dozen or so people who were washing the sand.

Angelina Johnson and Katie Bell are Chasers, which means that several people will fight for this one remaining vacancy. Hitters Fred and George, as long as they don't graduate, they will be challenged They won't come down either, Harry the Seeker himself, and then there's the vacancy for the goalkeeper.

While Harry was watching the selection of the first Chasers to play in teams of three, Elizabeth walked into the field from a distance and came to say hello to Harry: "Hi, Harry, how is the selection going?" ?”

Harry smiled: "That's it, there are twelve people vying for a Chaser position this year."

"Just now I looked at the candy that Fred and George gave to the new students. There is nothing serious about it. There are always small troubles and mistakes, but those freshmen don't care that much. After all, it has already been explained that it is an experiment." Elizabeth said seriously that she acquiesced, but there must be a bottom line.

Harry nodded in surprise, "Have you checked their candy too?"

"Charlie and I are the original experimenters, no, it should be said to be the inspectors," Elizabeth stuck out her tongue, "it's still free of charge."

"Charlie? Is that the red-haired girl who used to be with you?" Harry asked, and his silent affection for Elizabeth rose a lot.

Elizabeth seemed a little surprised that Harry noticed Charlie: "Yes, she knows more than I do - although the test is not necessarily better, you know. She doesn't like to go out, so she didn't come with me, she Laid on her laptop all day long, watching movies, watching TV series, watching anime, reading novels, and programming to make extra money by myself, everything is good, but she is too homely and introverted, except I hardly talk to anyone, and it happens that there are only the two of us in the dormitory... ..."

Harry nodded as he listened, and finally he grasped the main point of Elizabeth's long passage: "The laptop?! The Muggle one?!"

The dark-haired girl was slightly taken aback by Harry, "Yes, yes, the Muggle one, you know?"

"My selection here is over today, you must take me to meet your friend Charlie!" Harry roared anxiously, Hogwarts cannot use Muggle electrical appliances, and Charlie can modify his laptop computer into one that can Used in Hogwarts, it would be a waste if this kind of talent is not discovered!

Elizabeth raised her eyebrows, but still nodded: "As long as you don't be as surprised as you were just now... But I didn't want to talk about this, so you changed the subject, that, if you don't mind, I think Seekers generally don't have a deep understanding of Quidditch." After that, she blinked and left a sentence: "See you in the common room after lunch." She walked to the auditorium and waved to her Mo Yan.

When the third batch of Gryffindors were fighting for the position of Chaser, Harry still didn't understand the meaning of Elizabeth's last sentence, and he stood on the side of three Gryffindors who were aiming to be goalkeepers: Ron, Mike Ragan with a sixth grade boy.

"How do you feel about your condition? There are quite a few people who come to see it." Harry asked "with equal treatment".

"I will definitely be able to pick the goalkeeper." McLaggen said confidently without hesitation, and that kind of arrogance is really not lovable.

That sixth grade boy was much cuter, and he knew to keep Harry