Change the world from Hogwarts

ordinary.

This is Connor's thoughtful description of the legendary savior Harry Potter.

But he actually didn't have any malicious intent, and he didn't really make any mockery of his so-called talent.

"I admit that Harry does have some outstanding qualities far beyond his peers. Not everyone is qualified to join the Quidditch team in the first year, even if it is just the house team, although I think the Seeker and the Golden Snitch

It’s a rubbish position…”

"Hey!! What's wrong with you Quidditch!"

Just when Connor said this, he couldn't help but hear dissatisfied voices from the side.

Looking back, Connor saw a wizard carrying a flying broom, and there was even a Golden Snidget in the portrait.

"No position in Quidditch can be discarded. Can we still call Quidditch without a seeker? What you are insulting is not the seeker, but the entire sport!"

The principal said angrily.

Connor was not in a hurry to refute anything, he just took the opportunity to move his attention away from the principal's face and put it on the portrait of the person whose name he did not know.

And there, he got that name:

Walter Parkin.

The founders of the Wigtown Wanderers, their family all played Quidditch, and they even left behind many tactics.

It wouldn't be surprising if it was him.

"Really?"

he asked calmly.

"But I remember it was written in the book that the seeker position was actually only born in the past few hundred years, right? Traditional Quidditch used to be football for ordinary people. Like basketball, it mainly focused on tactical use and scoring goals. The competition was

The tactics of both sides and the use of broomsticks, but the origins of the Seeker..."

Connor's eyes gradually became subtle, and the portrait depicted the principal with drops of sweat.

Connor could see that cold sweat was already flowing down the portrait's forehead.

But he didn't point it out directly, he just looked at him with a smile.

"Why don't we discuss why Jin Feixia has become a priority for protection now?"

"..."

The principal, who should be closely related to Quidditch, never responded. He just turned his attention to Dumbledore for help.

But the old principal didn't seem to see anything. He stared at the ceiling intently, completely ignoring the principal's plea for help.

"Actually, I think this kind of thing is quite interesting. It is a cute little bird. What caused it to become almost extinct was not its own special features, nor was it the persecution of nature. Wizards did not need its golden color at all.

It doesn’t need its fur, nor its flesh and blood, nor does it have any need for anything other than reaching out and grabbing it on the Quidditch field.”

Connor clenched his fist tightly. It was only a virtual grip, but it could make people feel that it was extremely heavy.

"It just lost its ability to fly and was either dead or disabled."

"But then at least the Golden Snitch appeared, and this kind of place has been improved. What's more, the Golden Snitch is not only used in Quidditch. Hunting has always been popular, and it is not endangered because of Quidditch."

I don’t know when the principal’s originally aggressive tone became weaker.

I don’t know when my position has completely reversed.

"But what about the rules? The two teams don't know how long they need to fight to get 150 points, but a Golden Snitch can easily solve this... I have no intention of criticizing this. The existence of the Golden Snitch does add many variables to the game.

, but I just hope that when wizards mention the importance of the Golden Snitch, they can also tell others about its origins."

After all, the seemingly complete rules of Quidditch today originated from there.

"I just hope that everyone can know that this is actually the whim of the speaker of a certain Wizards Council, who tampered with the rules on the spot and destroyed the orderly viewing experience of the entire game with Galleons."

Connor said with a smile.

"In a competition that should be fair, spending a huge sum of 150 Galleons to get everyone involved in something that was initially unrelated...I can't say whether this is an admirable behavior."

He looked at the portrait.

I don’t know since when, the Jin Feixia in the portrait has also shrunk.

It hid in the cage and remained silent.

As for Principal Parkin himself, he was speechless. After blowing his beard and staring, he just closed his eyes angrily.

He still avoided the question, and seeing this scene, Connor shrugged his shoulders.

"I think history is a very important thing. What does the principal think?"

"Um?"

Probably because he didn't expect to be called out suddenly, Dumbledore looked like he had just finished sleepwalking.

Seeing Connor's serious expression, Dumbledore nodded slowly.

"Yes, it is important to remember history. We cannot always whitewash it with beautiful words. We must always face the reality that has been engraved on it."

"To be honest, I really don't understand why the position of seeker will be retained, which will affect the formal rules of Quidditch... This seems to me like running naked outside on your birthday, and the wizarding world wanted to commemorate you.

, it is stipulated that you must run naked on your birthday, and then try your best to beautify your streaking and give it some sacred and unshakable meaning."

"I don't have a streaking habit, Connor."

"I know, it's just an analogy."

Facing the old principal's helpless look, Connor instead showed a bright smile.

"If you don't like it, do I have examples of the Sorting Hat and Houses?"

"???"

Did he say something strange?

At that moment, not only Principal Parkin, who finally chose to escape, but also everyone else couldn't help but open their eyes.

"If this example offends people, why not change it to another one, how about the school song from Ilvermorny? If that doesn't work, we can also use some examples from ordinary people...Thanksgiving and so on, they are all classic cases anyway.

: To normalize a certain behavior, in the end no one will think about its origin, blindly follow it, and eventually it becomes a tradition, without considering whether it is reasonable or not."

In the huge principal's office, it seemed that only Connor's voice was lingering.

No one responded. The principals hesitated to speak, but due to the positioning and rights of the portrait, they did not speak. They closed their eyes and acted as if they were sleeping.

Seeing that no one responded, Connor quickly returned his attention to the principal's face.

"You look like you hate Quidditch?"

"I can't say I hate it, but I do prefer sports with clear standards and rules. In my opinion, broomstick and carpet racing are more interesting, at least the competition indicators are quite clear."

Then, both sides fell into silence again.

Connor and Dumbledore looked at each other, and after a while, Connor shrugged inexplicably.

"Did we talk a lot of irrelevant things?"

"To be precise, you can't stop yourself and keep talking, kid."

Dumbledore said with a smile.

"I saw that you were in high spirits, so I didn't interrupt you."

"..."