Study Days at Hogwarts

“You’re right, Professor Hagrid may look a bit scary, but he’s actually a very gentle person.”

After leaving the hunting cabin, Daphne wasn't so repulsed by the messy hunting cabin.

Besides, no one would refuse to be friends with kind people.

The topic didn't last long, and they encountered a group of players preparing to go to the Quidditch pitch for training at the entrance of the castle.

“Anderson, I was just looking for you.”

The leading man greeted Alice very warmly, “They said you went out early in the morning.”

“You are?”

Alice frowned and pondered, still having no impression of the person in front of her.

“I’m Green, Green Walter, the Quidditch captain of Ravenclaw.” The man named Green introduced himself.

Alice vaguely guessed what the other party was looking for, but still asked, “Mr. Green, what can I do for you?”

“Mr. Anderson was a very good Seeker, and I think you must have inherited his talent in this area, so… would you like to participate in the Quidditch tryouts?”

After Alice's name as a genius spread, Green had this idea.

“First-year students shouldn’t be able to become Quidditch players, right!” Alice politely refused.

“An exception can be made.” Green said without thinking, “Or you can be a reserve player.”

Each academy needs to select players every year. More contact and understanding of Quidditch is conducive to cultivating the personal qualities of students who want to join the Quidditch team.

“Even if you don’t participate, it doesn’t matter. After we finish the selection here, we will also take time to let you get in touch with Quidditch.”

Which is commonly known as: take you to play.

“Anyway, we have nothing to do going back now.”

Daphne was very interested in wizarding sports, but still looked at Alice, seeking her opinion.

The fact proved that Alice did inherit Albert's athletic talent very well. She borrowed someone else's broomstick and carried Daphne to fly in the sky for a while, which was regarded as fulfilling her short flying dream.

Alice's superb flying skills stunned everyone, and even Green invited her again to participate in the Quidditch player selection, but Alice still didn't agree, and didn't even think about competing for a formal player position.

“You are much better than them, I think you can totally become a formal player for Ravenclaw.” Daphne didn't understand why Alice refused.

“I don’t have a broomstick, and I’m not a genius.” Alice shook her head and corrected: “When I was very young, my dad took me to ride a broomstick. He never refused us to ride broomsticks, so flying well is not because of my talent, but because we have been in contact with broomsticks for much longer than others.”

Probably because he failed to persuade Alice to join the Quidditch team, Green immediately approached Professor Flitwick, hoping that his dean could help persuade Alice to join the Ravenclaw team.

Ravenclaw really needed someone to lead them to victory, and Green saw hope in Alice.

“Sorry, Professor, I prefer to fly freely. I have a general interest in Quidditch itself, and I hate hard training.”

After her own dean came to her, Alice refused very bluntly.

“Also, I don’t think it’s a good idea that someone who finally got selected gets eliminated because of me.”

Professor Flitwick seemed to see a familiar figure in Alice's eyes and said gently: “Okay, if Ravenclaw needs you to play one day, I hope you don’t refuse!”

As expected of Albert's child, she already has her own opinions at a young age!

He decided to write a letter to Albert.

The reply came quickly. Albert said in his letter that he had no other requirements for his daughter, only hoping that Alice could spend a happy student life at Hogwarts.

After Professor Flitwick finished reading the reply, he couldn't help but smile wryly: “Are all geniuses like this?”

However, fate seemed to be playing a joke on Alice. After the girl finished her pleasant Christmas vacation and returned to Hogwarts, Professor Flitwick informed her that their academy's Seeker was currently lying in St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Maladies and Injuries, so she, as a substitute player, might have to play in person.

Went to the Dragon Reserve during the winter vacation, and was almost killed by a dragon's flame from an out-of-control dragon?

Can it be any more ridiculous.

“But Professor, I don’t have a broomstick.”

Alice tried to make a final struggle. She actually knew that she could refuse strongly, but she really didn't want to do that.

“I’ll write to Albert, he will definitely buy you a new broomstick.”

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A few days later, Alice suddenly found a long box on her bed. After being urged by everyone to open it, she was stunned.

An old broomstick.

“This is…”

“Could it be a mistake?”

“No, no, this is… my dad’s broomstick, I used to fly around on it!”

Alice picked up the letter, her expression extremely complicated. Their family had always used it, and it was also the broomstick she was most familiar with. She didn't expect Albert to give it to her directly as a birthday gift.

Although Alice was very happy that her father left the broomstick to her, she felt that her younger siblings would definitely be very unhappy.

This broomstick is also their childhood!

“I thought it would be a Firebolt?”

Daphne flipped through the “Complete Book of Broomsticks” and did not find this broomstick in the book.

She always thought that Alice's new broomstick, even if it wasn't a Firebolt, would be the latest model of broomstick, but she didn't expect it to be an old broomstick.

Although this broomstick has a beautiful style and is well maintained, it cannot hide the traces of time.

Alice reached out and gently stroked the broomstick, and said softly: “It’s more precious than a Firebolt!”

“A broomstick that carries childhood memories is of course precious, but is its speed really fast enough? As a Seeker, it won't work if the broomstick doesn't fly fast!” Daphne was very worried about the broomstick's performance. She didn't want her friend to lose the game because of the broomstick.

“Don’t worry, it’s very fast.”

Alice never worried about this problem. How could the performance of a broomstick built by Albert without reservation be bad?

The craftsmanship and raw materials used in this broomstick are more precious than the Firebolt.

It is not only more stable and safer, but also faster.

Of course, this obviously couldn't convince others, but Alice didn't mean to explain. She knew very well that when she rode the broomstick to bring victory to Ravenclaw, people would truly realize its extraordinary nature.