Hogwarts: I Am Such a Model Wizard Chapter 513

 Chapter 513 Golden Snidget and the Bludger

 From the beginning of the game to now, the Quidditch pitch has never been quiet. Everyone cheered non-stop and waved colorful flags.

 If you look down from the auditorium, you will find that the original Quidditch pitch was divided into three areas of the same size.

There are no obstructions such as walls between each area, but they miraculously do not affect each other and are distinct from each other.

However, at this time, a very strange scene occurred on the field.

Krum's place was very lively. Five identical civet cats chased him all over the place, attracting countless gazes.

Fleur was also very exciting. She seemed to be dancing some kind of strange dance, circling lightly around the civet. The civet had no intention of attacking her. Occasionally, Fleur would reach out and try to remove the golden ring around its neck. Key, every time at this time, the civet will jump aside and assume an attack posture.

 But when Fleur starts that strange dance again, it becomes quiet again.

Some people have noticed that the civet's reaction is getting slower and slower. If this continues, it will only be a matter of time before Fleur gets the key.

Although it's not as noisy as next door, the strange dance is quite interesting, and many people's eyes never leave this place.

Only the area where Kyle was located was really quiet... There was no exciting chase or dancing. They just saw Kyle and the civet lying face to face on the ground, as if they were under a petrification spell. .

 It is because of this that it attracted a lot of attention from the beginning, but now almost no one pays attention to it anymore.

"What the **** is Kyle doing!" Fred put down the flag in his hand that read "Support Kyle, Hogwarts Warrior" and rubbed his sore arms.

 “Can civets also cast the petrifying spell?” George asked.

 “No, it won't!”

Cedric shook his head, "The civet is most famous for its ability to split. Apart from that, it doesn't have any magic...

"In the magical animal smuggling incident a few years ago, my father complained after drinking one night, saying that they had a lot of effort to catch all three civet cats. I specifically checked this magical animal, so I remember very clear."

 “Then what is he doing?” George asked.

　　Cedric shook his head, "I don't know either. Kyle should have his own idea."

 At the far right position, there is a row of golden chairs near the front, which is the referee's position.

Ms. Maxim leaned back slightly and asked in a low voice: "What is he doing?"

“I don't know either.” Professor Locknear, who was sitting in the back, said, “The child has a very good relationship with Scamander, so he probably has some special method.”

“You mean he knows how to soothe a civet?” Ms. Maxim frowned.

 This is what she is most worried about, because then Beauxbatons' advantage will be gone.

"Maybe." Professor Locknear paused, glanced at Dumbledore, and then said as if chatting normally: "Mr. Scamander is an amazing master of magical animals. In terms of research, he is a little more comprehensive than him, but in other aspects, he is inferior to him.

 What a pity he didn't come today. "

 Ms. Maxim nodded, understanding what he meant.

Although Locknir can only surpass Newt in the research of civets, this is enough. Who asked him to compare them with civets.

Although it is a pity that the remaining two warriors cannot be stopped at the first level, it can at least give Furong an advantage later on.

 “Ah, look!”

At this time, a burst of surprised shouts brought Maxim back to his senses, and he subconsciously looked towards the playing field.

 Then a satisfied smile appeared on her face.

Fleur has already gotten the golden key from the civet's neck and is now running quickly towards the door.

 “Oh!” Another exclamation.

Maxim originally thought it was Krum who was going on, but when he took a closer look, he found that he was using a transformation spell to distract the civet.

Although the transformation technique was wonderful, it was not enough to trigger such loud cheers.

 She subconsciously looked towards the area where Kyle was. "What?!" The next second, Maxim suddenly stood up from his seat.

 Because Kyle, who had been lying on the ground before, seemed to be petrified, suddenly moved.

Without any warning, he lunged forward. Not to mention the audience, not even the civet seemed to react to this move.

With everyone's attention, Kyle quickly pulled the golden key from its neck, as simple as taking a baked potato from the plate.

Comparing it to Krum who was chased by the civet and ran around the place, even his clothes were scratched into strips of cloth... many people couldn't help but scratch their hair in confusion.

 They are really working on the same project. Isn't the gap a bit too big?

On the other side of the field, Kyle, who had received the golden key, whispered: "Hurry up and chase me now. This can be regarded as completing the task.

"There are also dried long-bearded pike. I will put them on the third tree behind the wooden house by the forest when the sun goes down. Remember to go quickly and don't let the cats eat them."

After saying that, Kyle ran away, while the civet jumped up and chased him desperately.

Kyle sped up, and the civet chased him even faster... always keeping a few inches between him and the cat.

“I knew it, I knew it!” Fred waved his flag excitedly in the audience, “Kyle must have been confusing the civet just now. You see, it was indeed fooled!”

 “Come on, run quickly!” George shouted at the top of his lungs.

 Finally, Kyle came to the door and decisively inserted the key into the keyhole.

The civet cat behind him made three long slits on his robe with its claws.

 “Click!”

 At this time, the door was also opened.

Kyle opened the door and stepped through with one foot.

 For a moment, everything around him seemed to suddenly rotate.

 The civet behind him is gone, and so is the door...

Like a piece of a jigsaw puzzle that has been broken and put back together again, the huge Quidditch pitch is constantly stretching outwards, expanding, and becoming larger than before.

Then the ground beneath our feet began to collapse, first from the farthest away, then closer and closer.

Soon, there was no place to stay except for a foot around Kyle that was still intact, as if he were standing on the edge of a towering cliff.

Like him, the audience in the stands covered their mouths and screamed when they saw the collapsed ground, but then they cheered excitedly.

 Because a golden light spot flickered under the cliff, and in just a blink of an eye, it appeared in front of everyone. Because it was so fast, it seemed to have a golden tail behind it, which was extremely beautiful.

 “Oh, the Golden Snitch!” someone shouted from the stands.

"No!" Cedric moved his eyes away from the panoramic telescope and said equally excitedly: "The Golden Snitch does not have a long beak. That is the Snitch, a rare species protected by the magical world and is used by all countries. Transactions prohibited.

“It's worth mentioning that the Snitch was created to replace it.”

 “Oh...look, Bludger!”

 After Jin Feixia, a round bludger also flew into the air.

George was so excited that he stood up from his seat, "Do they want to hold a Quidditch here? It would be interesting to watch a game in the Triwizard Tournament."

George guessed correctly, but only moderately.

Because Quidditch requires three kinds of balls, but there are only two kinds on the field at this time, one Golden Snidget and... twenty-nine irritable Bludgers.

 (End of this chapter)

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