Hogwarts: Harry Potter and the Glock 18

"Oh, by the way, just now Harry, you said, what are you going to do in the first grade?"

After digesting the matter of the Nimbus 2000, Rove came back to his senses and asked apologetically. He was just impatient, and it is impolite to interrupt someone.

"Join the Quidditch Academy team. I feel that I can fly well. If I can sign up, I think it should not be difficult to get in."

"That is to say!"

Justin's eyes lit up, who had been silent all this time, "If Harry can join the academy team, he can take out the Nimbus 2000 and ride it openly?"

"yes!"

Rove, who was suddenly excited by patting his thigh, also figured it out.

"Regardless of whether it can be done or not, let's try first! Professor Sprout should be pretty easy to talk to."

"Let's go, Harry, quickly take your Nimbus 2000, we'll go ask the professor now."

The three of them hurriedly got up and took Harry to the dormitory. However, it is already past eleven o'clock. Although Hogwarts has no lights-out time, little wizards are not allowed to wander around the castle after eleven o'clock. .

"We can only wait until tomorrow." Several people sighed. Although night tours are a Hufflepuff tradition, the area that Filch doesn't care about, and the professors don't care about, is only the range from the lounge to the kitchen. Get caught or get caught.

But before they went to bed, they asked Harry to take out the Nimbus 2000. The dormitory wasn't too empty, but it wasn't a problem for a person to ride a Nimbus 2000 a few feet above the ground.

Compared with taking off, this kind of levitation is not difficult at all. Even Neville, who lacks confidence, rode the Nimbus 2000 steadily under their encouragement. He floated a few feet high, and he could touch the ceiling with his hand .

"I flew! I didn't fall!"

Then I clenched my fists excitedly, my palms dripping with sweat.

"Of course, Neville, you're just not confident enough. Didn't you do well in the first Potions class? Afterwards, Professor Sprout gave you extra points in the Herbal class. You take care of the parachute." The fungus technique is great, isn't it, and it's easy to spread the spores, you're no worse than anyone else, Neville."

Neville's biggest shortcoming is not that he is forgetful and sloppy, but that he is not confident enough. Although there are times when he can't remember things, the more trouble is that he messed up because he didn't dare to do it. Once, hesitation will defeat you.

"That's right, Neville, you scored twenty-two points this week! Nobody combined could score so many points in the first week!"

"You have already broken the extra points record! This is a remarkable thing!"

A few friends talked to each other, and they all hoped that Neville would be more confident. These words full of sincerity moved Neville beyond words.

He landed slowly, sucking his nose vigorously, and wiped his face with his chubby little hands. When he looked up, Neville showed a big smile full of gratitude. He didn't dare to speak, so he could only nod vigorously, and then stretched out his hand Hugs to all.

"Thank you." He said in a low voice, a little vaguely, "It's great to know everyone."

"It is also a great fortune for us to know you, Neville."

With gratitude to his companions and excitement for tomorrow, Neville tossed and turned on the bed for a long time, and as the slight snoring sounded, the night at Hogwarts slipped away quietly again.

Just after the Transfiguration class on Monday morning, Harry, who was carrying a black dragon leather backpack, was pushed by them to the door of Professor Sprout's office.

"The professor doesn't seem to have class this morning, so he should be inside."

Rove boldly reached out and knocked on the door, but after the knock on the door, a line of words appeared on the door of the office: "If you have anything to do, please go to Greenhouse No. 11."

"Careless!"

A few people spoke in frustration. Professor Sprout's love for plants is extraordinary. If she is free, she will definitely not spend time in the office. The greenhouse is her second home. There are many plants in it. Many little babies need her to take care of them carefully.

A few people in a hurry went down the stairs quickly, and when they ran to the lawn of Hogwarts, except for Harry who was blushing and not panting, the remaining three people were more or less dead. He was gasping for breath. Hogwarts was fine with everything, but the place was too big. This huge castle that occupied the entire cliff and was built from the top of the cliff to the edge of the Black Lake was a little troublesome in some cases.

"Let's exercise more in the future, everyone. I started to pant after running for a short while. I can't be a wizard if my body breaks down."

"Is there still such a saying?"

Justin, who has been obsessed with reading since he was a child, is a sports waste like Neville. At least before he started exercising, both of them had poor physical strength.

"I joined Professor Flitwick's dueling club, and one of the trainings is physical training. Even if you are a wizard, if you want to perform well in battle, a good body is essential."

"Isn't there still apparition?"

"Short-range, high-frequency apparation is more physically taxing." Harry rolled his eyes. "Nothing in this world is perfect, and so is magic."

"Oh." The dejected duo lowered their heads and slowed down.

"You say" Rove looked at Harry suspiciously. He was also panting just now, but he was much better than Neville and Justin. "It's not possible that it's not us who are too good, but Harry, you are not right?"

"It's been almost a mile, why are you not out of breath?"

Although he was still young, Rove often took care of those magical creatures with his father and grandfather. His physical strength was definitely considered good among his peers, but he was a little tired after running for a long time.

"I can live without breathing?" Harry put his hands on his hips and let out a wild laugh like a big devil: "You are too weak, ah ha ha ha ha."

At the moment when a few people raised their legs and kicked, Harry, who had sprinted out for several meters, opened the way in front of him with his unrecognizable bastard steps. The three, who were angry and wanted to laugh, had no choice but to keep up, but after these interruptions After that, the rest of the road seemed less tiring.

They approached the greenhouse not far from the Black Lake. The greenhouses are shining in the sun and are colorful. Magical plants from all over the world are thriving under the careful cultivation of Professor Sprout. The smaller the number of the greenhouse, the representative The higher the danger level, it is said that in the single-digit greenhouse, some seniors saw some kind of indescribable tentacles.

However, these are all stories of the type of campus legends, and the possibility of fabrication is extremely high. Maybe what the guy saw was just a relatively strong devil's net, and after adding oil and vinegar, the story used to scare people became Appeared.

Greenhouse No. 11 does not belong to the high-risk category. Generally, wizards in the fourth and fifth grades will come to the greenhouse in this section for classes, and safety is guaranteed.

After ringing the doorbell outside the greenhouse, Professor Sprout's chubby figure appeared in front of them.

"Oh boy, what's the matter?"

After wiping the dirt off her hands with her apron, Professor Sprout said gently, she's good at talking most of the time, as long as you don't hurt her babies.

"That's right, Professor."

Harry took a half step forward and opened his mouth. He explained the matter carefully and told the professor that he wanted to join the Quidditch Academy team and Nimbus 2000.

"is that so?"

After listening to Harry's narration, Professor Sprout paused for a moment, her gaze swept over the Nimbus 2000 in Harry's hand, and then she spoke.

"I will write to your Professor Huo Qi. Tomorrow will be your first flight lesson. If you can get her consent, then I will allow you to participate in the selection of the academy team."

"After all, I don't know much about Quidditch. Professor Hooch has a wealth of experience to give accurate judgments."

"Thank you very much, Professor Sprout! Thank you for this opportunity."

Harry hurriedly thanked him. It was only natural that he didn't agree directly. It was impossible to gain complete trust with empty words, but as long as there was a chance to show it, everything would be easy to talk about.

"If you are good enough, it will be a good thing for me and Hufflepuff." Professor Sprout waved his hand, and then showed a more kind smile, "Since you are here, Then you all come in, I happen to be short of manpower here, so come in."

Unable to refuse, the four had no choice but to bite the bullet and follow the professor into the greenhouse. As they expected, there were piles of 'soil' exuding a strange smell in the greenhouse, and their work must be

"Yo! It's Harry!"

Two identical voices sounded, and the Weasley twins with bright red bird's nest hair were leaning on a dung fork and grinning at them.

"What a touching thing! Harry, you must have received our telepathy, right?"

"You must have received it, right! You actually brought three good helpers to help us!"

"Come on, take this manure fork and this shovel. We still have fifteen tons of fermented manure to stir. If it's too late, we won't be able to catch lunch."

The four people who wanted to cry without tears put on gloves and aprons under the warm welcome of the twins, and together with the two of them, brandishing dung forks and shovels, they joined the fervent composting in full swing.

I don't know if today is lucky or not, but it is definitely full of surprises.

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