Chapter 198 Excess and Competition
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Hen Kun De Guo San Sui
Charles was in a magical state of thinking throughout the class, almost blocking out all perceptions from the outside world, and thinking hard about everything that happened the night before.
In fact, now that I think about it, whether it is Ravenclaw or the Sorting Hat, many things in their words are ambiguous. Even my own teacher Dumbledore seems to have begun to fish out this semester. .
This made Ciel feel that it was really a headache. It was definitely not because he was too stupid to understand what they meant, it was definitely!
Because Charles's thoughts were all that night, he was naturally not in the mood to listen to Snape's Defense Against the Dark Arts class. Snape didn't care. After all, strictly speaking, if Charles lifted the seal, no dark magic creature would be able to break it. You can still survive after the four element rounds.
Snape was naturally very open-minded and didn't care about Charles's distraction. Even Harry or Hermione, who liked to be sarcastic the most, forgot to sarcastically and completely ignored the presence of several people.
This disregard made Harry and Ron feel a little happy. On the contrary, Hermione frowned and looked at Snape who was reading the text on the podium with dissatisfaction.
In fact, if I have to say it, Snape's teaching is quite good. It not only highlights the knowledge points in the text, but also provides a lot of extra knowledge that is not in the book.
This is why Hermione gritted her molars and listened. After all, learning knowledge is what Hermione cares about most.
As for Ciel?
Haha, Hermione has given up. She was a good and studious student at first, but unfortunately at the end of her second year, she started to say that she had a phobia of lack of firepower.
As long as it was a course that Ciel didn't like, such as this Defense Against the Dark Arts class, Ciel would skip it. Hermione said it many times, but she was always convinced that Ciel's saying is the truth, the reason for killing dark creatures. It's just that the caliber is not big enough, the magic is not strong enough, and the magic power is too shallow.
Every time Hermione would be fooled by Ciel's lies. Fortunately, as time went by, Hermione also discovered that this was just an excuse for Ciel to be lazy.
Otherwise, why would Ciel work so hard on his favorite transfiguration, and even the extracurricular books are historical?
After confirming that men are all big pig's hooves, and Ciel is the biggest pig's hooves among big pig's hooves, Hermione didn't bother to worry about it. After all, strictly speaking, Ciel mastered elements that many of her classmates would never even think about in their lifetime. Something to master.
As for those classmates in Ciel, they were not interested in listening to the class. After a day of silence, fierce enthusiasm broke out early this morning. Everyone was discussing Sirius's invasion the day before yesterday.
But this thing is like a hot spot on Weibo, updating too fast.
After Snape finished the class with satisfaction, Professor Lupine returned to his post the next day and completely rejected Snape's homework.
This made all the little wizards have a better impression of Lupine. Soon, things about Black were like disappearing Weibo hot spots, covered up by subsequent courses and gossip, and disappeared without a trace.
Of course, the number one hot spot among these must be that the Quidditch match is about to start.
To be honest, Ciel is not interested in these things. In Ciel's opinion, Quidditch is not as interesting as watching ice hockey. If you are lucky, you can watch a 1v1 match between real men for free. This is no better than Quidditch. More exciting?
But unfortunately, the friends around him discussed too much. Even Ciel, who didn't know anything about football these days, learned a lot of strange Quidditch rules from the discussions among these friends.
Of course, the worst thing is that our Harry and Wood started training, training, and training as if they were crazy because the Quidditch match time was approaching.
I don't even know where I got a lot of energy potions. The result is that no matter it's windy, rainy or sunny, Gryffindor's red scarf is always floating on the Quidditch pitch.
As a result, Harry kept praying, hoping that it would be a sunny day during the game. The three Charles people could only helplessly pat Harry's shoulders to express comfort.
After all, magic is magical, but for some reason these wizards can't predict the weather at all. Even the weather forecasts in the magical world are based on Muggles. As for Hogwarts?Don't even think about it, it all depends on opening the blind box.
Except for newspaper subscriptions!
Time passed slowly in such a dull day, and Ciel soon stopped worrying about things about Ravenclaw. After all, there was still time, and the ship would naturally go straight to the bridge.
Some information and rankings about the Quidditch match were quickly posted in the auditorium. Wood was very lucky this time. He did not draw Slytherin, but drew Hufflepuff, which was slightly weaker than them. .
Wood was proud of this for a long time. After all, in Hufflepuff, as long as he crucified Cedric, the school lord of that house, everything else was not a problem.
Soon the day of competition arrived.
Unfortunately, Harry's prayer didn't seem to have any effect, and there was even a hint of poisonous milk in it.
Since the morning, the entire Hogwarts has been shrouded in thick dark clouds, and there is not even much sun visible. Until the game starts in the afternoon, strong winds and heavy rain begin to beat everything.
But such a storm could not stop the enthusiasm of the students. Everyone still started to gather on the court in twos and threes despite the storm.
The senior students, without exception, all went out after adding magic buffs to themselves, in order to ensure that they would not get soaked by the rain.
Although the students in the lower grades do not know magic, they still resisted the heavy rain with extremely passionate passion.
As for Ciel, Ciel belongs to the third faction, the faction with no love in life.
The reason is very simple. Ciel didn't want to come, but Hermione pulled him to come and cheer for Gryffindor. After all, the Flame Lion that Ciel created that time has become a spectacle for Gryffindor. Since then, From now on, although the little lions invited Ciel over every time, they were rejected by Ciel every time.
In fact, this was just a small reason. The most important thing was that Ciel really didn't want to go out in this damn weather, but unfortunately, Hermione insisted on coming.
The thing that irritates Charles the most is why there are so many people even though the weather is like this. Even if there are too many people, why are everyone so excited!
After climbing up to the stands in despair, Charles looked at the densely packed little lions who were having heated discussions and expressed that he did not understand this behavior. However, thinking of Hermione, Charles sighed helplessly and gritted his teeth. After sending a few (not a typo!) and adding a few layers of rainproof and warm buffs.
With an expression on his face that he would risk his own life, he got into the crowded crowd that was like a can of sardines.
In fact, now that I think about it, whether it is Ravenclaw or the Sorting Hat, many things in their words are ambiguous. Even my own teacher Dumbledore seems to have begun to fish out this semester. .
This made Ciel feel that it was really a headache. It was definitely not because he was too stupid to understand what they meant, it was definitely!
Because Charles's thoughts were all that night, he was naturally not in the mood to listen to Snape's Defense Against the Dark Arts class. Snape didn't care. After all, strictly speaking, if Charles lifted the seal, no dark magic creature would be able to break it. You can still survive after the four element rounds.
Snape was naturally very open-minded and didn't care about Charles's distraction. Even Harry or Hermione, who liked to be sarcastic the most, forgot to sarcastically and completely ignored the presence of several people.
This disregard made Harry and Ron feel a little happy. On the contrary, Hermione frowned and looked at Snape who was reading the text on the podium with dissatisfaction.
In fact, if I have to say it, Snape's teaching is quite good. It not only highlights the knowledge points in the text, but also provides a lot of extra knowledge that is not in the book.
This is why Hermione gritted her molars and listened. After all, learning knowledge is what Hermione cares about most.
As for Ciel?
Haha, Hermione has given up. She was a good and studious student at first, but unfortunately at the end of her second year, she started to say that she had a phobia of lack of firepower.
As long as it was a course that Ciel didn't like, such as this Defense Against the Dark Arts class, Ciel would skip it. Hermione said it many times, but she was always convinced that Ciel's saying is the truth, the reason for killing dark creatures. It's just that the caliber is not big enough, the magic is not strong enough, and the magic power is too shallow.
Every time Hermione would be fooled by Ciel's lies. Fortunately, as time went by, Hermione also discovered that this was just an excuse for Ciel to be lazy.
Otherwise, why would Ciel work so hard on his favorite transfiguration, and even the extracurricular books are historical?
After confirming that men are all big pig's hooves, and Ciel is the biggest pig's hooves among big pig's hooves, Hermione didn't bother to worry about it. After all, strictly speaking, Ciel mastered elements that many of her classmates would never even think about in their lifetime. Something to master.
As for those classmates in Ciel, they were not interested in listening to the class. After a day of silence, fierce enthusiasm broke out early this morning. Everyone was discussing Sirius's invasion the day before yesterday.
But this thing is like a hot spot on Weibo, updating too fast.
After Snape finished the class with satisfaction, Professor Lupine returned to his post the next day and completely rejected Snape's homework.
This made all the little wizards have a better impression of Lupine. Soon, things about Black were like disappearing Weibo hot spots, covered up by subsequent courses and gossip, and disappeared without a trace.
Of course, the number one hot spot among these must be that the Quidditch match is about to start.
To be honest, Ciel is not interested in these things. In Ciel's opinion, Quidditch is not as interesting as watching ice hockey. If you are lucky, you can watch a 1v1 match between real men for free. This is no better than Quidditch. More exciting?
But unfortunately, the friends around him discussed too much. Even Ciel, who didn't know anything about football these days, learned a lot of strange Quidditch rules from the discussions among these friends.
Of course, the worst thing is that our Harry and Wood started training, training, and training as if they were crazy because the Quidditch match time was approaching.
I don't even know where I got a lot of energy potions. The result is that no matter it's windy, rainy or sunny, Gryffindor's red scarf is always floating on the Quidditch pitch.
As a result, Harry kept praying, hoping that it would be a sunny day during the game. The three Charles people could only helplessly pat Harry's shoulders to express comfort.
After all, magic is magical, but for some reason these wizards can't predict the weather at all. Even the weather forecasts in the magical world are based on Muggles. As for Hogwarts?Don't even think about it, it all depends on opening the blind box.
Except for newspaper subscriptions!
Time passed slowly in such a dull day, and Ciel soon stopped worrying about things about Ravenclaw. After all, there was still time, and the ship would naturally go straight to the bridge.
Some information and rankings about the Quidditch match were quickly posted in the auditorium. Wood was very lucky this time. He did not draw Slytherin, but drew Hufflepuff, which was slightly weaker than them. .
Wood was proud of this for a long time. After all, in Hufflepuff, as long as he crucified Cedric, the school lord of that house, everything else was not a problem.
Soon the day of competition arrived.
Unfortunately, Harry's prayer didn't seem to have any effect, and there was even a hint of poisonous milk in it.
Since the morning, the entire Hogwarts has been shrouded in thick dark clouds, and there is not even much sun visible. Until the game starts in the afternoon, strong winds and heavy rain begin to beat everything.
But such a storm could not stop the enthusiasm of the students. Everyone still started to gather on the court in twos and threes despite the storm.
The senior students, without exception, all went out after adding magic buffs to themselves, in order to ensure that they would not get soaked by the rain.
Although the students in the lower grades do not know magic, they still resisted the heavy rain with extremely passionate passion.
As for Ciel, Ciel belongs to the third faction, the faction with no love in life.
The reason is very simple. Ciel didn't want to come, but Hermione pulled him to come and cheer for Gryffindor. After all, the Flame Lion that Ciel created that time has become a spectacle for Gryffindor. Since then, From now on, although the little lions invited Ciel over every time, they were rejected by Ciel every time.
In fact, this was just a small reason. The most important thing was that Ciel really didn't want to go out in this damn weather, but unfortunately, Hermione insisted on coming.
The thing that irritates Charles the most is why there are so many people even though the weather is like this. Even if there are too many people, why are everyone so excited!
After climbing up to the stands in despair, Charles looked at the densely packed little lions who were having heated discussions and expressed that he did not understand this behavior. However, thinking of Hermione, Charles sighed helplessly and gritted his teeth. After sending a few (not a typo!) and adding a few layers of rainproof and warm buffs.
With an expression on his face that he would risk his own life, he got into the crowded crowd that was like a can of sardines.
