Chapter 55: Wood
There is someone in the office!
After Professor David left, there were still others in the office.
Although he can't see it with the naked eye, nor can he hear the opponent's breathing or heartbeat when he concentrates, Kewen's sixth sense of martial artist can perceive the line of sight imposed on him.
didn't feel anything at first, but after throwing nearly half of the snakes into the box, Kewen confirmed that the gaze was not from the snakes on the ground.
Who would come and stare at him idle?
After combining with the recent events, the conclusion is obvious that the person hiding in the dark must be the principal of this Hogwarts College-Dumbledore!
Kewen didn’t know why he attracted so much attention from the other party, just because he had acted somewhat falsely before?
It’s a bit too much to treat him as such a ‘little boy’, after all, among the group of Slytherin students, there are many people with hypocritical and repeated personalities. Why did you receive such obvious ‘care’ alone?
Kewen is very upset.
Bored in the quilt for a while, Kewen adjusted his mood, sorted out his expression, lifted the quilt and got up, starting to do his homework as if nothing happened...
At the same time, inside the principal's office.
Dumbledore sat at the desk relaxedly, holding the teacup holder in his left hand and holding the teacup handle in his right hand, looking at Snape and Professor McGonagall in front of him with a smile.
"So..." Snape's voice was low, but his tone was slightly relaxed, "Are you sure that Corvin Quinn is not a snake-like voice?"
"That's right." Dumbledore nodded slowly: "I have taken the memory out and saved it. You can also see it for yourself."
He picked up the teacup and took a sip of the tea, and then Dumbledore went on to say, "If that kid was a snake-like voice, he would definitely be tempted to show some expressions when facing so many snakes, but in my observations Here, obviously the kid doesn’t understand snake language at all."
"This is really great!" Professor McGonagall clasped his hands in his chest, sighed heavily, and his face was full of joy.
"Yes, Minerva." Dumbledore echoed: "As far as it seems right now, we are indeed overly guarded of that child."
"I can understand." Professor McGonagall nodded slowly: "After all, the child's talent is so good, and in just one month, his strength has increased so that he can't believe that he is still a child."
"Then Severus, do you have any comments?" Dumbledore turned to look at Professor Snape.
Snape groaned after hearing the words, then shook his head slightly.
"Very good." Dumbledore smiled satisfied: "Then, I need you to notify the other professors and help that child as much as possible in the future."
"Of course, don't make this matter known to everyone in the school." Dumbledore went on to add: "Also, everyone should not only give the child the best help in his studies, but in life, everyone should do everything possible. Guide him to the ground and guide him to continue on the right path."
"We will be Albus." Professor McGonagall responded with a little excitement: "I will suggest Covindo to make some friends, but..."
Having said this, Professor McGonagall couldn’t help turning his head to look at Snape, and said, “I don’t think that kid should have more contact with the Slytherins. Sorry, Severus, you should understand what I mean. ."
Professor Snape didn’t care, he just nodded slightly, and said in a flat tone: “I understand that everyone wants Covin Quinn to walk on the path of the sun. The gloom in the Slytherin will guide He has bad thoughts."
Professor McGonagall nodded to Snape gratefully and said nothing.
……
Kewen did not know that his surveillance period had passed.
In the next few days, Kewen still maintained a ‘small and transparent’ personality, trying his best to avoid attracting the attention of others.
Until the second weekend, the academy will hold a Quidditch competition.
On the weekend morning, the first game of the Quidditch movement of the new school year will start, with Gryffindor College vs. Slytherin College.
Today’s weather is cloudless, the sky is blue and clear, and the sun is very bright.
Early in the morning, all the students and professors of the entire college, regardless of grade, came to the ‘Quidditch’ arena, which shows the fiery ‘Quidditch’ game in the magic world.
Kewen stood on the simple stand with his familiar classmates, listening to the hustle and bustle of excitement around him, he couldn't help feeling a little uncomfortable.
Before the crossover, the New Era had no sports events of all kinds. There was only one international competition, and that was the martial arts competition. What kind of abilities or cultivators participated in the competition.
Kewen read the records before the era in the process of learning knowledge, knowing that there are activities such as football, basketball, etc., but it is limited to a general understanding, and there is no more specific concept.
Therefore, now that he feels the enthusiasm of the people around him for the Quidditch game, Kewen feels that it is difficult for him to participate, as if there is a generation gap.
"Look! They are here! Here they are!"
A scream suddenly sounded from the side, and Kewen was taken aback. He turned his head and found that it was Oliver Wood, a classmate of the same grade.
Following Wood's screaming, the students from the two colleges flew over the arena on a ‘flying broom’, and then performed some flying tricks, which caused cheers and screams from the entire arena.
Listening to the loud and enthusiastic sounds around ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Kewen shook his head helplessly, then looked up at the sky and observed the participants.
At this observation, Covin couldn't help but froze for a moment, then retracted his gaze, raised his elbow and pressed it against Wood, who was still screaming beside him.
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhh-what's wrong with Covin?" Wood screamed and stopped halfway, turning his head to look at him suspiciously.
Kewen approached the opponent's ear and asked loudly, "I didn't pay attention before, Wood, who are the three redheads above?"
"Red hair? Oh! Those are the three Weasley brothers." Wood also leaned close to Covin's ear and replied loudly, "Look at that short hair and fat, that is Charlie in fourth grade; that thin and long hair is in sixth grade. Bill; the last one is Percy Weasley in second grade."
"Oh..." Kewen nodded his understanding.
"But that Passy's skills are not good." Wood went on to introduce Cowen: "We Gryffindor's second-year students do not have good flying skills. That Passy can only be counted. We will be promoted to the second grade next year. When you can sign up for Quidditch, I will definitely be able to push him down!"
"Then go on." Cowen smiled back to encourage him.
"How about you, Corvin?" Wood asked, "You performed so well in flight lessons. Would you like to sign up with me next year?"
"I'm still not sure, I don't even understand the rules of the game." Cowen loudly responded to Wood amidst the loud waves.
"Go back and I will teach you!" Wood also said loudly: "It's too late now, the game is about to start, you first observe!"
"no problem."
Kovin made an OK gesture, and then looked to the opposite side of the center of the arena, where the flight class professor, Mrs. Hooch, was ready to announce the start of the game...
