"England Quidditch team?"


    After class, Crain was stunned when he heard that someone was looking for him.


    Quidditch or something has nothing to do with someone.


    On a whim, he participated in a Quidditch exchange game in the college, which attracted the English Quidditch team?


    This is ridiculous. I dare not write novels like this!


    "That''s what the headmaster said."


    Snape was calm and didn''t explain much.


    "Oh, well, I''ll have a look."


    Now that he had found the door, it was not appropriate to hide. Klein made up his mind to salute Snape and say goodbye, and said he was going out of the potion classroom.


    "Wait."


    Unexpectedly, just before Klein was about to leave the classroom, Snape stopped him.


    "Dean?"


    Klein looked back with a puzzled expression.


    "Remember, only knowledge is what needs to be pursued endlessly."


    Snape did not say it clearly, but vaguely said something similar to the maxim, then turned around and left Klein with neither melancholy nor deep figure.


    "I''m afraid I''m attracted by the fame brought by Quidditch and don''t want to learn?"


    With a thought, Klein understood Snape''s meaning almost instantly.


    "Yes, I quite agree with you."


    With a smile, he waved to Snape''s back and walked out of the classroom.


    Because it was lunch break, the little wizards gathered in the restaurant, and there were people in the castle corridor. So Klein went to the headmaster''s office on the eighth floor very smoothly.


    After greeting the stone monsters on both sides of the gate, he pushed the door open and entered the headmaster''s room.


    "Headmaster, I''m coming."


    "Klein, come here."


    Dumbledore showed his signature "kind grandpa" smile and whispered to Klein.


    "Alas, trouble is coming. The English Quidditch team has a crush on you. This time, we''re here to dig up your past."


    "Well."


    Klein knew it in his heart, but there was a look of doubt on his face.


    "Headmaster, these three are..."


    "Oh, let me introduce you. This is manager William, this is Mr. oaks page, and this is Mr. Gasol Wiggins, captain of England Quidditch team."


    The cooperation between the old and the young is incomparably tacit, which can be called seamless.


    "Good afternoon, gentlemen."


    Klein gave full play to his movie king''s strength, just like a real second grade little wizard, nodded to the three with a little formality.


    "Hello, Hello!"


    Before manager William and captain Gasol spoke, old oaks came to Klein ahead of them. The old man squatted down and took Klein''s hand.


    "Finally see you, Klein, your skills have conquered me!"


    "Mr. Page, your words are very ambiguous."


    Heart silently vomit a sentence, Klein make complaints about a confused look.


    "Ah, this... Mr. Page, we should be like a feudal hometown. President black likes the students of other colleges as much as he is an asshole. Although he has been" on the wall ", this does not change his essence of protecting his weaknesses.


    If Dumbledore doesn''t want to say it clearly, he can say it without scruples.


    "No, no, that''s my luck, ha ha."


    The cooperation with Dumbledore is perfect, and the cooperation with President black and Klein is also very good.


    He waved his hands again and again. He was still shy. Everyone would think "this is a very modest and sensible child". In contrast, Gasol, 27 Instead, Wiggins is like a giant baby who knows nothing and can only get angry.


    "Alas."


    Manager William, with a black face and a sigh, offered to apologize to Klein, Dumbledore and the principals on the wall.


    "Sorry, we are so rude."


    "Nothing, young man. Be frank."


    Dumbledore smiled and looked at Gasol.


    His eyes were gentle, but somehow the captain of England Quidditch team subconsciously shivered.


    however.......


    A Merlin medal.


    Gasol remembered the cards attached to the Chocolate Frogs he ate as a child.


    Some of the witches and wizards there are also Merlin medal winners, but none is like Klein Greendevo is so young.


    I hear he''s only twelve?


    "A muscle rod whose IQ is destroyed by exercise and simplicity."


    Klein secretly labeled the tall Gasol, turned his head and looked at manager William.


    "Excuse me, what can I do for you?"


    Although he knew each other''s purpose, Klein couldn''t help feeling absurd.


    As a first-class Merlin medal winner, will he be favored by the Quidditch team?


    For example, it is like that scientists who have won the Nobel Prize are suddenly selected by the Sports Bureau with little achievements and say they want to win the gold medal of the next Olympic Games.


    However, the highest academic achievement has been reached.


    If such sports achievements are also achieved


    Klein blinked


    Huh?


    When you think about it, it seems to be a big deal.