You can search for "Search for Novels in Hogwarts Peaceful Life (www.soxs.cc)" in Baidu to find the latest chapters!A demon ritual allowed Klein to harvest a servant and a maid, which was almost impossible to earn.

Leaving the underground secret palace of "Paradise Street" and quietly returning to Hogwarts, he took off the vest of the "Magic Lord" and became a genius elementary school again.

But what he didn't know was that a "storm" about him was gradually taking shape.

.......

Headquarters of the England Quidditch team.

"Tsk, I have a letter, it's really annoying."

Oakes Page took off his glasses impatiently, and curled his lips as he watched the owl pecking at the glass window.

Getting up from the easy chair, he slowly walked to the window-he was ninety-six years old this year, this was his 65th year of work.

"Let me see, I see, is it another letter from the fans?"

Although the performance of the England Quidditch team is not satisfactory, it is a veteran team after all and still has some loyal fans. It is not surprising to receive letters and gifts from fans.

Old Oaks opened the window, untied the letter tied to his leg by the owl, mumbled and took out a handful of broken nuts from his pocket, fed the angry little guy, and then slowly returned to the easy chair.

"No specific name, only Quidditch headquarters?"

Looking at the letter, Old Oaks noticed the difference, and he narrowed his eyes, with a hint of alertness in his eyes unconsciously.

But after scanning the sender's signature, he scratched his bare head suspiciously, revealing a puzzled look.

"Minerva McGonagall, the professor of the "Transfiguration" class at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry...interesting."

Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry is very famous throughout Europe, after all, it is one of the three major schools of magic.After carefully checking the authenticity of the Hogwarts school badge, Old Oaks touched his bald head and said to himself.

"It's weird. What does Hogwarts School do when sending letters to the team? Even if Professor McGonagall is a fan, he shouldn't use the school envelope."

There was no answer after thinking about it, and Old Oaks simply didn't want to.

He took out a knife and carefully cut the envelope along the edge-as the gatekeeper of the team, when encountering strange letters and objects, he was qualified to check it before making a decision.

"To the Quidditch Headquarters in England, first of all, please accept the sincere greetings from a Quidditch fan. I am Professor Minerva McGonagall of Hogwarts. This letter is to recommend the Quidditch genius Clay of our school. Because Grindelwald......"

"Klein Grindelwald!"

Old Oaks couldn't help his eyes widening.

As a person who has experienced that dark age, he knows too well what "Grindelwald" means.

Stabilizing his mind, Old Oaks continued to look down.

"Grindelwald is twelve years old this year. Although he is very young, he has excellent Quidditch skills. Among the chasers I know, no one is better than him..."

Seeing this, Old Oaks couldn't help but sneered, showing an expression of disdain.

Now he began to suspect that the letter was false.

How could Professor Hogwarts, who is known for his academic rigor, say such a thing.

The twelve-year-old genius chaser is a joke!

As the gatekeeper of the Quidditch national team, Old Oaks knows too well. Unlike the seekers who don't use physical confrontation most of the time, the chaser is an extremely physical position.

At least under the attack of a wandering ball, your arm must have the strength to maintain the balance on the broom, and it must have the ability to resist hits. It should not be as brittle as glass, which will break at the touch.

This Professor McGonagall is probably not conflating the youth Quidditch game with the high-intensity Quidditch game of the national team.

Still claiming to be a loyal Quidditch fan?

Ha ha.

Old Oaks wanted to laugh.

"I know there is no proof and lack of persuasiveness. This is an exchange game in school today. I reproduced the entire game based on the "Retrospective Curse"..." Free Chinese www.ffhzw.com

At this point, a magic mark appeared on the letter paper, and Old Oaks looked solemn.

Pulling the wand out of his pocket, he took a deep breath and was fully prepared.

But to his surprise, the imaginary explosion or mischief did not appear, and that magic mark was really a simple "retrospective curse."

A game of communication between children was simple and ridiculous in the eyes of senior Quidditch fans like Old Oaks.Even the unexpected goal at the beginning of the game just raised his eyebrows and didn't feel anything magical.

But gradually, his expression changed from relaxed to solemn, incredible, to ecstasy!

"Fuck, what a genius!"

With a slap on his forehead, Old Oaks yelled from the empty porter.

He was almost conquered by the god-like little chaser on the court.

Although the opponents of the "Grindelwald" are just underage children, there are many things that cannot be concealed...

That is the spirituality that is unique to the Quidditch genius that is difficult to describe in words!

"I found the treasure, I found the treasure!"

Old Oaks muttered to himself, and ran to the team headquarters without thinking.

Yes, he no longer walked slowly, but trot directly into the headquarters of their England Quidditch team, as if suddenly thirty years younger.

He was so excited.

He saw the hope of the rise of Quidditch in England!

Any Quidditch genius will be contested by Quidditch teams in various countries. For example, Victor Krum, who recently joined the Bulgarian Quidditch team, has tried to fight for the Quidditch team in England.

However, people felt that the team's performance was poor, and they didn't let it go, so they directly joined the Bulgarian team, which made the England team with great hopes quite uncomfortable.

Now it's alright, the genius is here, and they are all delivered to the door.

Or it would be a thunderstorm!

Old Oaks ran all the way into the team manager's office. Without knocking the door, he slapped the opened letter on the manager's desk.

"William, you have to look at this."

He has this qualification.

First the players, then the coach, and then too old to do anything. Oaks Paige, who took the initiative to look at the gate, is almost the most prestigious person on the team. Even the manager can only treat him with courtesy.

"what?"

Manager William was taken aback, but he managed to hold his mind and squeezed out a smile.

"Mr. Peggy, what are you..."

"Don't talk nonsense, look!"

Old Oaks was in a hurry.

What time is it, bullshit!

"Oh."

As long as the old man's brain is not good, he was confused, and William loosened his neckline and sighed softly in his heart.

Putting down the quill in his hand, he opened Professor McGonagall's letter and read it word by word.

Seeing somewhere, he used his magic wand to mark the "Retrospective Curse" and began to watch the Slytherin game quietly...

Then, he showed the same expression as Old Oakes.

"Merlin is here, Goddess of Luck has finally taken care of England!"