Living peacefully at Hogwarts

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Klein's knowing question made Manager William's face stiff.

Looking at the innocent-looking child, he couldn't speak anymore.

The atmosphere was awkward for a while.

Even Old Oaks, who likes Klein the most, can only scratch his bald head and shake his head.

Taking a deep breath, he looked at the stupid Gasol complainingly, and then at the wretched Manager William, grinning his teethless mouth, and squeezing out a dry smile.

"Klein, ignore them, they are all idiots."

Are you stupid? A good team is now the laughingstock of European Quidditch.Finally, there is hope of revival. As the captain of the team, Gasol fooled the baby home in a bad manner. Instead, you looked like "Boss, my second."

You don't even open your eyes to see, is this a place where your Quidditch Captain who can't even get into the top 16 can make a show!

Old Oaks wanted to jump up and slap Gasol.

A good dish, it's mixed up!

"Ha ha."

Klein still laughed.

Innocent and innocent~

Dumbledore, who knew Klein's character, couldn't help but his eyelids jumped.

It's a crime, you say that you provoke someone bad, you want to provoke this evil star.

"Klein, we are here this time to invite you to join the team."

After all, people who are getting older, don't pay much attention to face or anything.Old Oaks pondered for dozens of seconds, and before Manager William could speak, he offered Klein an olive branch.

Manager William looked on, but in the end he said nothing.

in fact.......

Before they came this time, they planned to give Klein a "team trial opportunity" instead of "a direct invitation to join the team."

The difference between the two is huge.

But things have developed into the way they are now, and the only way to change the original plan is to follow Mr. Page's will.

Thinking of this, Manager William couldn't help but glanced at Gasol, who was going down.

A man in his twenties is still so naive, thanks to the heavens who gave him a good body and rewarded him with a bowl of rice.

"That's it."

Klein blinked.

"I reject."

"what?"

Old Oakes and Manager William still had some reaction.

This answer is too easy, don't you need a little time to think about it?

"really."

Scanning the expressions on the faces of Old Oakes and Manager William, Dumbledore sighed in his heart.

Klein is still the same Klein. In some places, he can always change the way to make you feel uncomfortable.

The old man shook his head empathetically, and quietly covered his fragile heart.

This is the silence of Victim One to Victims Two and Three~

"Klein, you will become a star when you join the team, and the whole of England will be crazy for you!"

The teenager loves his name, and Manager William intends to start from this aspect.

May I ask who does not like the feeling of being watched and responding?

"Sorry, Mr. William, I just want to study hard and contribute to the magic world in the future."

The answer is yes, Klein doesn't love fame.

Because he is not short of fame.

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Sports people generally don't care about academics, so they don't understand the "magic summit", the new curse, and Klein's status in the academic circle.

Why would those wizards who are hostile to "Grindelwald" always restrain themselves and not come to Klein's trouble?

It's not because you hate him more, love him more!

Of course, the "love" here is to love his talent.

In the eyes of those old-fashioned wizards, the name "Son of Magic" is heavier than all of the England Quidditch team combined.

In his early ten years, he won the highest academic honor by inventing the curse and healed no fewer than ten intractable diseases.

Who dares to conclude that he cannot do greater things in the future!

That is to say, Dumbledore had a lot of heart, and he took good care of it.

Now I want Klein to be the master of the closed disciples, from "Paradise Street" to "Diagonal Alley".

What are you a sports and entertainment team!

Are you worthy?

"This......."

No matter how Klein would refuse, Old Oaks looked bitter and couldn't help but look back at Gasol.

Seeing the silly face of Muscle Stick, the old man became more angry as he thought about it.

It must be because of this idiot that Klein did not have a good impression of the England Quidditch team.

The baby is at the door of the house, instead of picking it up, you kicked it away.

No wonder falling in the top 16 every year.

That!

Eh?

No, I seem to be a member of the England team...

Thinking of this, Old Oakes' eyes became even more resentful.

It was hard to see England's hope of winning the "World Cup" before dying, but it was so shattered.

He is not reconciled!

"Well, it's okay to join the team, but I have a condition."

Seeing Old Oaks' expression wishing to choke Gasol to death, Klein smiled secretly in his heart, and the evil taste was finally satisfied.

Under Dumbledore's "unexpected" gaze, he turned around and raised a finger.

"Ok?"

Things are still turning around. Old Oaks and Manager William's eyes lit up.

Conditions are good.

I'm not afraid of conditions, I'm afraid not to mention a condition.

"For Quidditch, I just use it as a pastime after studying. I don't really love it, but I have heard a little about your team's performance in various world events in recent years."

After a pause, Klein neither praised nor devalued, as if he was narrating a most common fact, and said lightly.

"The 32nd place in the Quidditch Mania contest, nearly bottom, 25th in the European Quidditch League, nearly bottom, 47th in the World Quidditch Invitational, failed to qualify, World Cup Quidditch qualifiers Five wins and five losses are on the verge of disqualification."

A lot of information is recorded in the sports page of the Daily Prophet. With Klein's memory, it can be stored deep in the brain at a glance, and it will be automatically remembered when needed.

He counted one by one, the faces of Old Oaks and Manager William were getting redder and red, and Gasol's face turned directly into the color of ashes at the bottom of the pot.

Yes, although it is a veteran team that has been in existence for more than a century, the Quidditch in England is now in decline.

On their terms, the competitiveness is not even as good as Bulgaria!

"The situation is bad, there is no doubt that the problem must be resolved.

I’m not familiar with the management of the team, so I won’t express my opinion, but as the captain, hehe, to be honest, Mr. Gasol is obviously not suitable to be a leader.

If you want me to join the team, then..."

Klein pointed to himself, the expression on his face unchanged.

"The captain can only be me."