Facing Professor McGonagall's earnest gaze, Gryffindor's new Captain Quidditch Harry agreed and said:

"I will definitely win the Quidditch Cup this year and wish you a birthday."

But after walking out of the Transformation Office, Harry regretted it and almost couldn't help but slap himself.

He took his head to win the championship!

Captain Angelina and the best batsman twin brothers have graduated... Without them, Gryffindor's strength has fallen to an all-time low.

Just this lineup... Don’t think about the champion, the final four are guaranteed.

But Harry has reason to say that if he can't win the championship.

Who was his former teammate?

Captain Wood, who is a historical goalkeeper and always has to relax after the game; he is a twin who cooperates with extremely tacit understanding; he is Captain Angelina, who scores like an embroidered score...

Who are these people you are now? You asked me to take it?

What is Gryffindor Quidditch's level now? There are only a few people, you, Ron, are all goalkeepers.

Can he keep it? If he can't keep it, do you know if he doesn't have the ability?

So let go of fantasy and recognize reality.

I can only say that this wave of flag... is a carefree crystal porridge.

Before graduation, Angelina clearly told him that no matter what method Professor McGonagall used, she would not agree to win the championship.

This is the life experience that Wood taught Angelina before graduation; earlier, Charlie told Wood.

The third generation of captains, who have never won the championship for ten years, have never won the championship.

Professor McGonagall puts pressure on him, and almost all of them became Gryffindor's traditional skills.

What worries Harry the most is that he has won two runner-ups.

The last king of Sanya sent away was Cedric.

Is it his turn to record this historical shame?

Walking out the door, Ron was waiting there.

"What is Professor McGonagall's explanation? Will he still maintain last year's lineup?" Ron was a little nervous.

Harry glanced at him, maintained last year's lineup and won the championship.

This birthday surprise will probably become a frightening one.

Especially Ron's performance last year has made everyone vomit.

One game, fifty mistakes, and the meal was crazy, and there was no difference between it and the Chef King Competition.

But it can't be said so clearly. Harry can't bear to hurt Ron's fragile, sensitive, young boyish heart.

He patted Ron on the shoulder and comforted:

"We will re-select, but don't worry, Ron. You will definitely be selected as the goalkeeper by your strength.

You are the best!"

Ron was a little disappointed. He thought he could rely on his old team member without any selection.

Not to mention walking through Harry's back door, I have proved my existence on the court, right?

Don't give me some preferential treatment?

Ron was a little uncomfortable and said, "Harry, how are you investigating?"

When Harry mentioned this, he was excited again.

He had been sleeping for several nights, sleeping during class during the day, and searching for information at night, and finally found clues.

He took out an old newspaper from his pocket and handed it to Ron, laughing and said, "Look at this! Look at the photo above!"

Ron took the broken newspaper and stared at the yellowed photo of the event on it.

The photo shows a thin girl about fifteen years old.

She is not pretty, and her hair is so fur that she hasn't washed for several days. She looks a little surly and a little depressed.

Her eyebrows were thick, her face was long and her face was pale.

The description below the photo is: Erin Prince, captain of the Slytherin Gobstone Team of Hogwarts.

This is news about an old Gaobushi inter-school competition.

"Irene Prince...Prince?" Ron said in surprise. "Do you think the mixed-race prince is this girl named Irene?"

"It's hard to say, maybe it's her relatives, or her son.

I'm going to investigate this person's family again." Harry was energized.

He wanted to use iron facts to prove that his prince, the white moonlight in his mind, was definitely not Snape!

Look at Snape's little tragic appearance, and he deserves to be called a mixed-race prince?

Harry put away the newspaper and took Ron toward Quidditch Stadium.

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Sitting in the audience at Quidditch Stadium, William yawned, then rested his head on Hermione's lap, and grabbed his sleep.

Last night, he and Hermione both fell asleep. Tonks, a patron saint, rushed to the office of the ancient magical literature and called him to perform the Auror mission.

Are you Aurors no one else besides me?!

If you don’t sleep in the middle of the night, the production team’s sniffing team dare not use it like this.

William was so angry that he got up to perform the task.

It turned out that the Death Eaters attacked a Muggle village and were preparing to continue to create a large army of Yin corpses.

The battle was about to break out, and William didn't come back until the middle of the night, so he was very sleepy now.

He didn't want to see the selection, and he didn't even have the interest to observe his opponent's strength.

How lonely is invincible!

But Annie needs to be selected. Although she has been a veteran team member for a year, she has to start over.

So she pulled William and Hermione to watch the battle again.

With the arrival of the new captain Harry, the Gryffindor trial finally began completely.

Harry seemed to have insufficient experience and too many participants, which made the entire arena chaotic.

Everyone was crowded together and flew around randomly, causing many people to hit each other, as if they were dumplings and fell to the ground.

William has only seen a crowd trampling, and it is the first time he has seen such an "air crash".

Of course, there are more than just Gryffindor students here.

There are other colleges who deliberately come to make trouble.

Although William saw several students from Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff, don't ask, Slytherin did it.

Annie is warming up, and Luna is holding the "crazy girl" and helping her to squeeze her legs.

Hermione was reading the Daily Prophet, and saw William pillowing on her lap, as if he was asleep, so she used the newspaper to block the dazzling sunlight.

William opened one eye, reached out and curled Hermione's hair, and asked softly:

"Is there any news recently? I think the Ministry of Magic seems to be very busy?"

Hermione was an intern assistant with Minister Bones and was able to get a lot of information at the first time.

Hermione thought for a while and said:

"It seems that something is wrong with the Mahotokulo Magic Academy in Japan."

Mahotokulo is a magic school in Japan, located in the volcanic island of Iwo Jima.

"What happened?" William said curiously.

“The Muggle government built a nuclear power plant near the magic school.

But because of the wizard, the nuclear power plant exploded,” Hermione explained.

"Now the Muggle government is going to dump nuclear waste into the Pacific."

"What does the Ministry say?"

"The ministry said that this matter would be linked to the Death Eaters.
Chapter completed!