Harry Potter: I Have A Proficiency System

"But this year's Quidditch Cup must still belong to us."

Qiu Zhang was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said: "Yes, our Holy Lord will never lose in Quidditch, but don't forget, you are going to introduce me to the team this year."

"Of course, I can't forget it."

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In a dark alley in London, "Damn it!" Quirrell cursed in a low voice, and then dodged to avoid an oncoming curse. Originally, today he was going to Gringotts to steal the Philosopher's Stone for his great master. , but I didn’t expect that there was nothing in that damn vault. After I tried my best to escape, another guy came to the door.

The tall, brown-haired guy not far away didn't know where he came from. He was terrifyingly powerful and used various weird magics in an endless stream. He was unable to fight back and could only flee everywhere.

"Shattered to pieces!" Another red beam of light hit Quirrell, directly shattering the wall near him. The gravel hit Quirrell's face, which was painful.

"Bastard, go to the bone!" The furious Quirrell gritted his teeth and shot a green beam of light towards the guy in front of him, but the other party easily dodged and let go of the curse.

"Fire is raging!" A ball of flame shot out from the brown-haired man's wand and shot towards Quirrell.

"Clear spring like water!" A water column shot out from Quirrell's wand, collided with the flames, and evaporated into a white mist. Before Quirrell could take a breath, another rocket shot out of the thick mist.

Hiding on the ground in embarrassment, Quirrell cursed secretly in his mind. The bastard opposite him was really insidious. He was very proficient in silent spellcasting. He almost always cast a spell unexpectedly like this. If he hadn't been alert, he would have fallen into his trap.

Quirrell, who had escaped the disaster, hurriedly got up from the ground and looked towards the figure flashing in the mist. It was a green curse. It seemed to be the effect of his sight. The man did not avoid it like before, but was directly hit by the curse. .

"Successful!" Quirrell's expression changed just after he shouted in surprise. The figures he hit scattered like glass, and then a voice sounded insidiously behind him, "Coma" Faint!" Quirrell felt himself being knocked away by a huge force, his eyes went black, and he fell to the ground.

Mo Wen looked at Quirrell who was lying on the ground, frowned, and with a wave of his hand, Quirrell's scarf quietly spread out, as if an invisible big hand was untying his scarf, and soon a smooth back of his head appeared. Just exposed in front of Mo Wen.

"Aren't you possessed yet?" Mo Wen Na Na said to herself, "That's right. In the original book, Quirrell also said that it was after the failure of this operation that he was 'monitored more closely' by Voldemort. No wonder he is so weak. It seems that this operation to test the strength in advance has failed. Although Quirrell is good, he is only a little stronger than the average wizard. I'll just continue to wait." After saying that, he turned around and left, never seeing him fall to the ground unconscious again. A glance at Quirrell.

Good days go by in a blink of an eye, and more than half of the holiday time has passed in a blink of an eye.

After enjoying a sumptuous dinner that day, Carlos smiled and asked Qiu Zhang, "Qiu, we are going to study tomorrow. Do you want to go with me?"

Qiu Zhang put down the spoon in his hand and suddenly felt a little depressed. He shook his head and said, "No, I have been here for a long time. My parents have already written a letter asking me to go to school quickly."

"Is that so? Carlos shook his head, thought for a moment and said, "Then why don't you go to school with me tomorrow? It will be easier to reply to your family there. "

"Platform 9 - Platform 10, your platform should be somewhere in the middle, but it seems they haven't had time to build it yet, don't you think? Have a good semester, kid!"

Harry watched his uncle's family leaving with laughter, and his joyful heart sank to the bottom. The Hogwarts Express would leave in half an hour, but where was the platform?

Should he pick out his magic wand and tap a few times on the ticket gate between platforms nine and ten?

Bang! Well……

Just when Carlos, Penelo and Qiu Zhang were about to enter platform nine and a quarter in order, there was a loud bang in front of them, accompanied by the man's muffled groan of pain. .

Carlos turned around curiously and saw that at the junction of platforms 9 and 10, the man just now stood up slowly from the ground while covering his red and swollen forehead, stretched out his hand and groped back and forth on the solid wall tiles. His eyes were full of anxiety and confusion.

At the train station, many tourists passing by stopped curiously, looking at the man who was behaving strangely and pointing in a low voice. Not far away, two men dressed as guards obviously noticed the commotion here for the first time. They took off their batons from their waists, held them in their hands in a very strange way, and started walking over the crowd. .