Hogwarts: Harry Potter and the Glock 18

From the excitement of being exposed to magic at the beginning of school to the painful homework while biting a quill, the time spent by the little wizards is very short. Although in the first and second grades, the free time left for the students is even more than the class time, but they can't stand it These little guys who are new to magic are playing too crazy.

At least half of the little wizards are crazily making up their homework on weekends, because Monday is Professor McGonagall's transfiguration. This brain-burning subject is really too difficult to learn. Most of the time, some things push you You can grit your teeth and get it done, but Transfiguration is different, this unusually abstract magic is impossible, even if it can't kill people.

But this kind of thing has nothing to do with Harry. He has already done all his homework, and he is wandering around idly holding a flower pot. He took a few seeds from Professor Sprout, and one of them is called walking grass. According to unreliable information, walking around holding a flower pot can help it germinate. Harry, who believed this nonsense, has been wandering around for two hours.

After returning to the common room, a group of young wizards gathered around the notice board at the door of the lounge. Looking at their excited faces, they probably had some good news.

"What happened? What happened?"

Harry squeezed his way in through a gap where the crowd didn't exist, and then he saw a brand new notice that starting Tuesday, Hufflepuff and Ravenclaw would be taking flying lessons together.

"Harry! You saw it too, didn't you!"

Neville, with a flushed face, was waving to Harry on the soft chair by the fireplace. The other two roommates in the dormitory were also there at the moment. Seeing Harry coming, they made room for him, and the chattering started again. lively discussion.

"Rove, let's continue talking. The magical world is really amazing. Wizards go out on a launch vehicle! There are also rockets! This name sounds very powerful. Our plane is simply inferior. Although there are Jet packs can take people to the sky, but disposable high-energy batteries are controlled products, and if you don’t serve as a soldier, you probably won’t be able to touch them in your life.”

Compared with Harry, Justin Fenley, who was born in a Muggle family, was always very excited about new things in the wizarding world. Obviously, the matter of flying Apsaras touched his cool point. In the Muggle world , Aircraft are quite common, and Muggle's distorted technology tree is a bit too much to be honest after having a somewhat outrageous energy source such as a high-energy battery.

"What's even more amazing is the Muggle planes, right? Iron bumps weighing dozens of tons will go to the sky, and you don't have magic. This is incredible."

Rolf Scamander has no prejudice against Muggles, on the contrary, he is very curious about this strange world next to them. When his family studies magical creatures, they will inevitably come into contact with ordinary creatures, and those who do not have magic power The creatures are equally fascinating.

"Then let me talk about the latest Nimbus 2000? The Nimbus Company has made a big deal this time. Their newly designed Nimbus 2000 intercontinental missile has completely revolutionized the Quidditch game mode. It is dexterous, high-speed, and super durable. The rockets used before were always stiff when cornering, and the new model completely avoids this shortcoming.”

As soon as the content about Quidditch was mentioned, Rove became excited. As a native wizard, his enthusiasm for Quidditch was no less than that of Muggles and football.

"I can't wait to see this year's Quidditch World Cup, but the tactical changes brought about by the new missiles should not appear so soon. The next one, which is the next Quidditch World Cup hosted by England, will definitely It was the most exciting session ever!"

"Four years later, the new Quidditch tactics based on missiles are absolutely fantastic!"

"That's great, Rove, you must be very good at flying, right?" Neville said enviously when Rove moistened his mouth with lemon juice, "I've never ridden before, I stand on the There are already endless troubles on the ground, and I think grandma is right not to let me get close."

Neville, who was a little downcast, was looking forward to Tuesday's flying lesson, but he didn't seem so confident about whether he could ride on it steadily.

"What are you afraid of, Neville, there will always be a first time."

Harry smiled and took Neville's shoulders, and patted him on the shoulder to encourage him, "It's also my first time with this, but I think I can fly fairly well."

"Huh?" Rove put down his cup and looked at Harry, "You're not Harry. You rode it during your vacation? Which model did you buy?"

Rove, who reacted in an instant, guessed the answer. Harry grew up in a Muggle family. If he had the chance to come into contact with rockets and rockets, it must be during the rest of the vacation after going to Diagon Alley.

"Well, I went to my grandpa's house during the holidays, and there are mountains with no one nearby. Since casting magic is allowed by default before going to Hogwarts, it wouldn't be too much to fly in the sky, right? No one saw it."

"I bought a Nimbus 2000, and now I don't know if the professor will allow me to use it in school."

"First graders can participate."

"Light Wheel 2000!"

After Rove opened his mouth in surprise, the people sitting in other seats also cast curious glances. Immediately, he lowered his voice and asked a little excitedly, "You bought it, and you brought it with you?"

"Well, it's better to act than to be moved. If you like it, buy it."

"Two hundred and thirty Galleons." Rove frowned sadly, "The pocket money I've saved over the past few years is still a bit short, it's a pity."

"It's okay. A new model will be released next year. If it's not enough to buy a new one, the old one will definitely be discounted."

"That's right." Rove, who was in a better mood, showed his white teeth, "Then I'll buy it next year, and I'll definitely save enough money next year. If it doesn't work, I'll go pick up lightning feathers, one thunderbird feather It can be sold for twenty or thirty galleons, and picking up two from the bird's nest is enough, at worst, I will be scolded by grandpa, and I will just hide behind grandma."

"Hiss~" Neville, who was stunned, gasped, "What kind of family are you? You can even raise thunderbirds at home?!"

"Ahaha, it's all about my grandpa." Luo Fu scratched his head in embarrassment. He doesn't really like to attract attention, but what he heard was a good partner in the dormitory, so he said, "You guys I can send you one on your birthday, grandpa will agree to it, he doesn’t like me taking things from home and reselling them, but it’s okay to send them to friends.”

Rove patted his chest, and said proudly, these things are really not rare in his family. If it is about the family background, maybe Hagrid, who has searched (picked up tatters) the entire Forbidden Forest for fifty years, can be with Newt. The home is higher than the inventory.

Hagrid's unicorn wool rugs on the floor, to be honest, even Newt from the master of magical beasts couldn't get it out. His zoo doesn't have dozens or hundreds of unicorns, so it's unique The Forbidden Forest can support so many powerful magical creatures.