Chapter 50 “Schrödinger” School Rules

"The Longbottom family has amazing courage! A flying pig, hahaha, a stupid pig that almost fell to death."

"Tsk, tsk, his grandma won't spank him, right?" Malfoy smiled proudly, laughing while riding his broom.

"Haha...flying pig." The little wizards laughed when they heard Neville's nickname.

"Malfoy, give me the ball." Harry stood up and shouted to Malfoy.

"What, do you want to be a hero? Or do you want to show Gryffindor's rare courage?" Malfoy glanced at Rogge, saw that he was silent and did not intend to speak out, and pointed the finger at Harry.

"Since Neville is so brave, let him look for it on the roof. Harry, what do you think about putting it outside the Astronomy Tower?" Malfoy looked at Harry provocatively and skillfully controlled the broom to circle above everyone's heads. , and then rush high into the sky.

"If you want it, come here!" He stopped in the air and looked at Harry provocatively.

As for Rogge, who cannot fly, Malfoy believes that he is completely unqualified to be his opponent.

His provocation caused Harry's anger to explode instantly. Harry gripped the broom tightly and prepared to take off, but was stopped by Hermione.

"Harry, absolutely not!" she warned Harry, "Don't forget what Mrs. Hooch said, you will be kicked out of school."

"Get out of the way!" Harry ignored Hermione's advice. He just wanted to knock Malfoy down hard and get the memory ball back.

"Harry!" Hermione shouted anxiously, and the other person had already soared into the sky.

"Don't worry, it's nothing serious. At most, you'll get scolded." Rogge looked up at the sky, not worried at all that the two of them would be punished.

"Hmph, that will also deduct a lot of credits." Hermione pouted, looking like she could hang a bottle of oil.

"Harry, come on! Harry, come on!" Ron next to him loudly encouraged Harry, and other students also started to cheer under his lead.

Hermione wrinkled her nose, feeling more and more out of place with everyone, and even began to wonder whether it would be better to go to Ravenclaw.

"Roger, why don't you give it a try?" Daphne looked at the two people chasing in the air, imagining him rushing up to subdue them.

"Spare me." Rogge shook his head, "Thank God for me to pass this course."

The wizards flying around turned into dementors in a trance, and Rogge resisted the urge to take out his wand and point it at them. To be honest, it was not easy for him to take flying lessons.

The arrogant Malfoy never expected that Harry, who was first exposed to flying broomsticks, caught him off guard. He felt tremendous pressure and was actually a little scared.

"Malfoy, return the memory ball to me, or I will knock you down!" Harry stared at Malfoy with determination sparkling in his eyes.

This feeling of flying freely made every drop of blood in Harry's body burn, and his whole body was boiling.

"Harry, don't you dare!" Malfoy shouted loudly to hide his nervousness. He knew very well that if there were two more such impacts, Harry would definitely be knocked down.

"Damn!" Facing Harry chasing after him, Malfoy panicked. Harry was getting faster and faster, and he could even reach out and touch him.

"Since you want it, go get it!" Facing Harry who was chasing after him, Malfoy had no choice but to throw the memory ball out.

The memory ball rushed towards the tower very fast, and if it hit it, it would be shattered to pieces. Harry glanced at Malfoy, who was escaping back to the ground, and rushed over at a faster speed.

He pressed down on the broom and sped up to catch up. Like a diving old bomber, accelerating, accelerating! He kept moving forward, getting faster and faster, like a sharp black arrow.

The wind whistled in my ears, and the screams of the students came from below. The timid ones covered their eyes because they were afraid of witnessing the tragedy of hitting the wall.

At the last moment when the memory ball hit the high wall, Harry made a very beautiful turn and stopped to grab it in his hand. Amid the cheers of the little wizards, he flew back to the ground like a triumphant hero, holding his trophies.

"Congratulations, Professor McGonagall, Gryffindor has an extraordinary Seeker." Dumbledore looked at Harry surrounded by everyone and smiled. He was very happy that Harry had found a subject that he was good at.

"For real geniuses, we should adjust the rules to suit their growth and allow them to fully display their talents." Professor McGonagall looked at Dumbledore and suggested: "For example, let Harry become the leader of the Quidditch team. One member.”

"Good idea." Dumbledore agreed with a smile, his eyes twinkling. During their conversation, a school rule regarding the restrictions of Quidditch was lightly ignored.

Malfoy was jealous when he saw the stir Harry was causing. Daphne snorted heavily and turned to scold him: "You were defeated by a novice."

"Me!" Malfoy opened his mouth, but he could only stomp his feet in frustration when faced with the facts. He couldn't admit or accept that Harry was more talented than himself.

"Harry Potter." Professor McGonagall was still wearing her favorite green robe. She waved to Harry and motioned for him to follow.

"Look, our savior is going to be kicked out of school!" Malfoy smiled happily. Everyone thought that Harry would receive the worst punishment.

Harry lowered his head and followed him obediently, not noticing the joy in Professor McGonagall's eyes and the slightly raised corners of her mouth.

"Draco, if this is really the case, what punishment will you receive?" Rogge reminded.

"No way! Professor Snape won't expel me! Besides, my dad is the school director!" Malfoy made a sharp sound like a cat whose tail was stepped on, trying to cover up his inner uneasiness.

"Harry Potter is the famous savior. How can you think that he will be expelled but you won't? Did you also save the wizarding world?" Rogge pointed out the irrefutable fact. Malfoy was frustrated and could not refute. .

It was Harry's identity that Malfoy always wanted to be friends with. After being mercilessly rejected by Harry, he has been brooding and looking for trouble for him.

"Things are not as simple as you think." Rogge walked up to Malfoy and said to the spoiled child: "You should put Harry on an equal footing. If he had lived in the magical world since he was a child, that kind of reputation would It will make him an uncrowned prince.”

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Harry followed McGonagall to the door of the Defense Against the Dark Arts class, and Wood was called out by the dean. Only then did he realize that the dean did not mean to criticize or punish him.

"Oliver Wood." McGonagall introduced to Harry, "He is the Quidditch captain of our house."

"Wood, let me find you a Seeker." McGonagall looked at Harry Potter, her eyes shining brightly.

"Dean, is it true?" Wood looked at Harry, unable to believe that Professor McGonagall was so sure that he could serve as the core of the team.

"Of course!" Mag saw Wood's doubts and simply told what happened just now: "He is a genius without a doubt. He was able to ride a broomstick for the first time..."

"Wood, trust me. Harry will become the best seeker in the school." McGonagall said with certainty.

Wood nodded and looked at the other person again. If Professor McGonagall said it was true, Harry's talent was impeccable.

"Harry, I have to say that your body shape is really suitable for the Seeker position. Can you ride on the broom and let me take a look?" Wood quickly added, "You don't need to fly, just hover."

Harry got on the broomstick and Wood circled him several times.

"Light, agile...we must give you a suitable broom." Wood agreed with the dean that Harry was born to be a seeker.

"Dean, according to school rules..."

"Don't worry." Professor McGonagall smiled, "I have already discussed it with the principal."

"Wood, we need a better team than last year. The disastrous defeat against Slytherin last time made me afraid to see Snape for several weeks..."

"Dean, I understand." Wood nodded. Last year's disastrous defeat really made everyone unable to hold their heads high.

"How about giving Harry a Nimbus 2000? Sweeping Seven Stars is also fine!"