Hogwarts: I Am Such a Model Wizard Chapter 65

Chapter 65 New broom, Nimbus 2000?

 The next night, in order to celebrate Cedric's discharge from the hospital, the Hufflepuff players threw him a small party in the common room after training.

Cedric is fine, which is undoubtedly good news for the team. Captain Harris also got some butterbeer from Hogsmeade and drank it with the others.

 Mainly because he wanted to drink it himself.

 As the captain of the team, Harris is under a lot of pressure. Especially after the first round of competition, he was so worried that his hair fell out in handfuls.

 The opponent is too strong.

 Gryffindor's players are of the highest quality and have almost no shortcomings.

Slytherin is well-equipped but has no martial ethics.

 There are seven Ravenclaws…

For Hufflepuff, Cedric, a talented seeker, is almost their only hope of winning the championship.

 Harris picked up the butterbeer, touched it with Cedric and said, "Don't worry, this will never happen again.

I plan to assign a batsman who will be responsible for protecting your safety. Next time someone from Slytherin dares to attack you again, that thick bat will hit them in the face first. "

Cedric frowned, not quite agreeing with his approach.

There are only two batters in total. If one person protects him, the chaser's offensive advantage will be gone. If the opponent is leading by a big score by then, it will be useless even if he catches the Golden Snitch.

 No matter how you think about it, the gains outweigh the losses.

Cedric told Harris his idea.

"Don't worry about this." Harris thought for a moment and said, "This is just a preliminary plan, and it can be gradually improved during the training matches."

Cedric tried to persuade Harris several more times to give up the idea, but with little success.

No matter how good his reasons are, he will be blocked by Harris saying, "Let's wait until the training game is over."

After finding that nothing could change his mind, Cedric said nothing more.

 Let's wait until the training match is over.

Kyle also participated in this banquet, but he is not from the team, so there is no need to think so much, he can just concentrate on the meal.

He wanted to taste the butterbeer, but as soon as he stretched out his hand, he was stopped by a senior student.

 The reason is that little wizards under fifth grade cannot drink alcohol.

This made Kyle a little regretful, but there was nothing he could do about it, because not only him, but also Cedric, the protagonist of this banquet, drank pumpkin juice.

 After the banquet, everyone went back to their dormitories.

 Everything went as usual for the next few days.

Like other little wizards, Kyle goes to class, eats, and goes to the library to do homework as if nothing happened.

Even Gryffindor's Fred and George have become much more normal, and they actually only had ten points deducted after a few days.

 This made Professor McGonagall extremely happy, and his attitude towards them was no longer as harsh as before.

 This situation lasted until mid-November, when the second Quidditch match began.

That day was the weekend, and in the morning, a piece of news suddenly spread in Hogwarts.

 “Did you hear? Gryffindor's team has a new broom.”

 In the auditorium, a new Slytherin student was talking to others about the news he had just heard.

“New broomstick?” Seventh-year Slytherin team captain Severin Rozier's face turned gloomy after hearing the news. Slytherin is going to play Gryffindor in the afternoon. It's not a good thing that they have a new broom at this time.

However, this was not over yet, the man continued: "I also heard that that is not an ordinary broom, but the Nimbus 2000 that has not yet been released."

“Nimbus 2000?!”

Someone was surprised and said: "This is impossible. My uncle is in the Sports Department of the Ministry of Magic. Even he can't get Nimbus 2000. Why can those Gryffindors do it?"

At this time, someone else joined in and said: "I heard that Bill Weasley got it from Egypt. It seems that he did the Nimbus Company a big favor."

 “Damn Weasley.”

 Someone punched the table angrily, "What about the afternoon game? The performance of the Nimbus 2000 must be much better than the Nimbus 1700 we use."

The Slytherin student who spoke before stood up and said: "I'm going to write a letter to my uncle to see if he can also get a Nimbus 2000."

"Can you make it?"

"it should be OK."

Besides, after hearing these words, the members of the Slytherin team all looked gloomy and couldn't eat.

Rozier overturned the plate in front of him and said angrily: "Damn it, why is it at this time?"

Slytherin and Gryffindor are old rivals, and he cannot accept losing to those guys in the game no matter what.

"Don't panic, we're not sure whether the news is true or not." Someone calmly analyzed: "Nimbus 2000 is not a toy, so you can't just give it away, and this news comes too suddenly. It's probably to confuse us." , deliberately made up..."

 “Oh~~~”

 At this moment, bursts of exclamations suddenly came from the auditorium.

 “Look, what is that!”

As if he was deliberately going against him, as soon as he finished speaking, six long-eared owls flew in carrying a slender package and landed on the Gryffindor table.

 Judging from the appearance, it is basically a broomstick.

 Because the package was tight, they could clearly see that the tail of the broom was longer than the Nimbus 1700, and its shape was different from those models on the market.

The two Weasley twins were holding the package and talking excitedly to the others.

Although it was difficult to hear clearly what they said due to the distance, what is certain is that the group of people were all very excited.

Especially the Quidditch players, they look here from time to time, and their eyes are very strange.

Rozier felt that they were mocking him, which made him a little unbearable. When he was about to lift the plate to vent his anger, he found that there was nothing on the table in front of him.

So he flipped over a fresh plate next to him.

“Everyone is going to inquire about the news.” Rozier gritted his teeth and said, “No matter what method is used, we must find out whether that thing is Nimbus 2000.”

 “What if it is?” someone asked.

“Then write a letter home and find a way to get it done!” Rozier roared: “What are you still doing in a daze? Go!”

 The Slytherin players dispersed in a hurry. Seeing this, the other little snakes also left the auditorium one after another.

Rozier was furious at this time, and they didn't want to stay and get into trouble with him.

 (End of this chapter)

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