Hogwarts on the Tip of the Tongue

"It is worthy of being the most spectacular coastline in the world ..."

Elena sighed while walking. Although she had traveled near the Jurassic coast in her previous life, compared to the travel holy place that was already developed and planned with a fixed path, the empty coastline now has a special style.

Compared with the vast and endless nature, the giant gymnasium built on the cliff does not have much impact.

There was a whizzing wind in the sky, and Elena and others looked up.

Four or five wizards flying a broomstick fly in the open sea and sky. As the only area in Dorset that can fly unscrupulously, many Quidditch lovers will choose to bring their brooms here play.

It's just that compared to the weekend, the number of wizards playing nearby is obviously much smaller at this time.

"Quidge is really an elegant national sport ..."

Elena looked up, looked at the wizards who passed the ball awkwardly in the sky, and sighed.

There is no doubt that these wandering on the edge of the Quidditch stadium will definitely not be the official Quidditch league players. Due to the Ministry of Magic ’s prohibition on private construction of the Quidditch stadium, they can only hold ghosts in the nearby sky. Flyball entertains itself.

Even so, judging from their smiling faces, it is already great to be able to pass and fly as much as possible.

Unfortunately……

After a few hours, this situation will no longer exist.

Because the national team training in [Jurassic Quidditch Stadium] is about to begin, in order to ensure tactical confidentiality, the head of the British Quidditch National Team will clear the wizards in the surrounding sky in advance.

Even in the past few years, the English Quidditch national team has been at the bottom of the score. The only time in the past 100 years that it has entered the global finals has to go back five or six games, but this cannot prevent them from still maintaining a The heart of winning the global championship, no matter what, they are the only traditional wizarding team in the league that has never hired foreign aid.

Although according to Mrs. Scamander, this kind of persistence is a bit naive in the current Quidditch International arena.

Along with Tina Scamander's explanation, the girls walked along the edge of the shoreline covered by the green trees, came to the magnificent Quidditch Stadium, a wall extending from the edge of a building In the masonry house, an elaborate black paint sign hangs at the entrance-[British Quidditch National Team General Office].

Dong, dong, dong!

Tina knocked on the half-covered office door.

"Please come in." There was a hoarse and tired male voice in the door.

Watching Tina Scamander push in the door, and the little witches behind her who are carrying a flying broom and looking around, who is sitting behind her desk and wearing a golden thief pattern Middle-aged witch frowned slightly.

"Sorry, this is not the time to visit the stadium."

"Mr. Duane, they are not tourists, you should have received a letter from Professor Dumbledore? These three children are what Professor Dumbledore said, and I will have a summer test with you in the next month Trained students. "

Tina Scamander explained with a smile, the letter of introduction slowly drifted to the desk.

Brandon Duane glanced at the letter that was sitting on the desk, and then at the little Hogwarts witches standing behind Scamander, a helpless expression appeared on his face, light Sighed softly and nodded.

"Yes, there is such a thing. But I originally thought, okay, okay ..."

According to Durn ’s original ideas, the geniuses that Hogwarts strongly recommended and won the Hogwarts Quidditch Cup this year, and Dumbledore did not hesitate to pull down the face and deliberately walk the relationship, should at least have strong arms A fierce and capable sportsman.

However, what appeared to him now was a group of soft and weak little girls who seemed to cry for a long time with a punch.

There is even a small pudding with a height of only about 1.2 meters. Even if such a small one is flying well, as long as it is touched by a random ball, I am afraid that it will directly cry out of the game, not to mention training.

There is no doubt that these three little guys who were forcibly stuffed by Dumbledore are not so much the stars of tomorrow as the reserve young seed players of the British Quidditch National Team; it is the old wizard who used himself Influence, sent to the British Quidditch national team gathered in the stars to participate in the summer camp, and by the way, secretly come in close contact with the little fans.

Looked at the cute little witches, and Brandon Durn rubbed his forehead with a headache.

No matter where it is, privileges and human relations are always inevitable, and not to mention the power of the family behind these children, just Dumbledore personally wrote a letter to recommend this, it is enough to dispel all the ideas that management wants to refuse.

Summer camp Just summer camp, there are so few cute little girls on the side, can also improve a little training effect.

However, if this is the case, some subsequent arrangements may have to be adjusted accordingly.

"Welcome to the Jurassic, I am the team's coach and stadium manager, Brandon Durn."

Brandon Durn stood up, walked to the desk, briefly introduced himself, and thought about it and continued.

"Regarding your situation, Professor Dumbledore has already told me in the letter in advance. I will issue you with a one-month entry and exit permit later, as long as you do not disturb the normal training of those guys, you want to chat, ask No one will stop you from signing, or flying around and wandering around. "

"Of course, if you are particularly interested in the training of the national team and Quidditch, you can also watch by the side. When the training of those great guys, you can also fly to the sky and participate in some simple relaxation games ..."

"... look on? Want to sign? Small game?"

Elena froze for a moment, and looked at the middle-aged wizard in front of her strangely.

After Brandon Duane finished the first welcome speech, she vaguely understood the man's thoughts. Obviously, in the opinion of the Duane coach, the three of them should be here to participate in Quidditch Children playing in the summer camp.

On the other hand, from the look of Mrs. Scamander, it seems that she thinks so too.

Well ... that is, the information is not completely symmetrical?

Elena nodded gently, a thoughtful look flashed in her eyes.

In that case, she may have more time to stay in Newt Scamander ’s hut afterwards to learn about the magical animals instead of wasting time in the old radish plan. Wonderful.

However, I have n’t waited for Elena to figure out how to perform next so that you can get more free time.

"That one……"

At this moment, Hannah Abbot suddenly stood up, raised her hand timidly and asked crisply.

"Mr. Duane, I am sorry to interrupt you a little. Haven't you read it, or have you learned about our games in school in the newspaper? I mean, we are actually stronger than you think ... "

"The game at Hogwarts? Oh, yes ... The fight for the Quidditch Academy Cup is indeed a wonderful experience."

Brandon Durn smiled and shook his head, bending down slightly, looking at Hannah and replied patiently.

"But when you reach my age, you will understand at a professional level like this-compared to the competitions in schools, the random competition on the professional field, the things that can be reflected in it, the level of splendor, are all Not a weight class. Oh, I believe you must be flying very well, but before that ... "

Speaking of which, Brandon Durn lifted his palm and placed it a little above Elena's dull hair standing on the side, gestured gently, and explained softly with a half-joking tone, smiling with a smile Road.

"You need to grow taller, otherwise, you can't even touch the ball. Dear little ..."

"... ?????"

Alena, still in contemplation, raised her head subconsciously and glanced at the palm above her head.

Grow tall? !

little guy? !

and also! What does this hand mean? !

Originally intended to coexist peacefully, and Elena, who kept her mind low, instantly abandoned all the plans in her mind.

Don't be angry, don't be angry, at this time to keep the lady, killing and killing can't solve the problem, she now needs to keep a gentle and lovely person in front of Ms. Tina Scamander ... a fart!

This is all bullied to dull hair!

Snapped!

Elena slammed the big hand over her head, stepped back slightly, her slightly stunned eyes instantly became cold and sharp, took a deep breath, and looked at it blankly. Middle-aged witch whose name is still rubbing his hands.

"1V1, or 3V3, or all of you together ... Choose one!"

Elena narrowed her eyes and raised the flying broom in her hand to point at the nose of the middle-aged wizard.

Dozens of silver glittering star emblems surround the end of the broomstick as if it were a series of rotating asteroid belts.

"Times have changed, Mr. Brandon Durn! In the future Quidditch game, height is the most meaningless data-without further ado, let ’s just go to a small match, let me tell you , What is the Quidditch of Hogwarts! "

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Meanwhile, Hogwarts Castle, the principal's office.

Finally, the former Soviet scientists were put back, and the "Dumbledore" in the castle expertly opened the door of the principal's office and glanced at the man who was sitting at the principal's desk and was unpacking the envelope. Dumbledore.

"Someone can write to you directly? Didn't you hide your name?"

Grindelwald teased the phoenix crouching on the bird stand ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ asked casually.

"Oh, it seems to be Newt, he wrote to me ... um ... this ..."

Dumbledore replied without looking up, his eyes swept the contents of the letter, and suddenly he fell into silence.

"Huh ?! Scamander? Didn't you just come back from him?"

Hearing Dumbledore's answer, Grindelwald quickly raised his eyebrows, left the Phoenix bird stand, and walked behind Dumbledore.

Immediately afterwards, Grindelwald leaned over and looked carefully at the letter on the old man's hand. A smile appeared on his face. After a few seconds of thinking, he gave a chuckle and used his unique slow tone Said softly.

"It turned out to be a request for help, a write-off ... Hey. After so many years, he really is your favorite student?"

"Gail, I can't hide Newt in Elena's affairs. As a guide, he has the right to know ..."

Dumbledore coughed slightly and pushed the frame on the bridge of his nose, explaining quietly.

Before the principal Hogwarts had finished speaking, the first Dark Lord snorted softly and said slowly.

"Albus, if you do n’t want me to write to tell the child that you have betrayed her, I think you should agree with Scamander ’s request and send the cute big dog as soon as possible-as for the reply, you dictate I'll write it for you. "

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