Living peacefully at Hogwarts

You can search for "Search for Novels in Hogwarts Peaceful Life (www.soxs.cc)" in Baidu to find the latest chapters!That night, because Voldemort didn't sleep in the middle of the night, he talked to the chief jailer without authorization, and was sentenced to "live with the dementor for five hours".

Therefore, after the Ministry of Magic, Sauron, Harry Potter, and Dumbledore, another name was added to the Dark Lord's revenge notebook: the chief jailer of Azkaban prison-Christopher.

"I won't let you go, never..."

After being punished, Voldemort, physically and mentally devastated, curled up in the corner of the cell and cursed himself for a long, long time.

Of course, no one knows about this~

...

"Ha~"

After yawning, the old lame Zod rubbed his eyes with unusually obvious bags and made himself a cup of instant coffee.

After taking two sips, he felt that he was energetic, and then he put on his robe, walked to the mailbox in the small courtyard in slippers, and took away the newspapers he had subscribed to.

"There is no big news recently."

This is the second month that Zod has quietly returned to the magic world. After being out of touch with the magic world for too long, he quit his job as a gardener and resumed the habit of reading newspapers every day.Although some secrets will not be published in newspapers, he can still learn a lot of interesting news from publications such as the Daily Prophet or the Morning Witcher.

"Huh~"

Throwing the newspaper on the table after a few glances, Zod began to think about making himself a breakfast-the members of the secret assembly are also human, so how can he not eat or drink.

Besides, having lived in seclusion for decades, Old Zod is also used to taking care of himself.

When I was young, I didn’t dare to think about it when I stretched out my hand and opened my mouth~

"Huh!"

Just as Old Zod put the ham slices left over yesterday into the frying pan, there was a movement in the small living room.A middle-aged man in a black robe stabilized his figure from the change of form and saluted Old Zod.

"Mr. Zod, there is news over there."

The middle-aged man’s voice was filled with irrepressible joy.

"Mr. Grindelwald... agreed."

"agreed?"

The frying pan in Zord's hand banged on the stove.

After so many years, he finally heard the news.

If it were thirty years ago, he would jump up excitedly, and then go to the busiest place to kill a hundred Muggles to celebrate.

but now.......

Old Zod thought dreamily, picked up the frying pan calmly, and replied faintly.

"Got it"

"Yes."

The middle-aged man did not dare to show his emotions and bowed his head honestly.

"Don't worry about going back, and accompany the old man to a meal with me."

Old Zod continued to lower his head to make breakfast, and pointed to the tables and chairs over there.

"Uh...this is a bit..."

After hearing this, the middle-aged man showed a look of embarrassment on his face.

"Stop talking nonsense."

Old Zod looked up and said angrily.

"Yes!"

As if convinced by Zod, the middle-aged man immediately did not dare to resist.

As if following the order, he came to the dining table very solemnly, pulled the chair away and sat down, like a soldier waiting for a lecture.

"Eh?"

However, when he accidentally scanned a piece of content published in the newspaper on the dining table, the expression on his face collapsed, and his eyes widened.

"Mr. Zod, this is!"

"What's wrong, isn't it just the newspaper?"

Old Zod is very strange.

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"No, Mr. Zod, there is the name "Grindelwald" on it!"

The middle-aged man hurriedly pulled out the sports page of the Daily Prophet, and ran to Zord.

"Ok?"

Old Zod was also a little stunned, and began to pay close attention to the sports news that he never paid attention to.

Approved by the Ministry of Magic and Magical Sports, approved by the International Quidditch Association, and approved by the Hogwarts school, Klein Will Grindelwald announced that he will join the England Quidditch team as captain.

"Quidditch?"

Old Zod was dumbfounded.

Wait, how old is that kid?

If he remembers correctly, he should be only twelve years old.

[This is a player who once again broke through the Quidditch age limit since Thomson Gidder in 1964. Klein Grindelwald has brought Thomson’s 14-year-old joining the team ahead of the record. Two years!

But the author does not think this is a good move.

Obviously, the England Quidditch team has been in the quagmire for too long, so long that they have grabbed a straw at random and considered it a life-saving panacea, even making the Maotou boy who is less than fifteen years old become The leader of the team.

I personally think that this is the shame of the entire European Quidditch, and the England Quidditch team can be called "the shame of Europe"...]

The newspaper used a whole page to analyze the shortcomings of Klein Grindelwald joining the team, but Old Zod didn't read a word.

He is just worried now.

What should we do?

The more conspicuous the spotlight on that child, the more inconvenient it is for their organization to act.

I'm really worried~

Old Zod was worried, some people were more worried than him.

That is William, the manager of the England Quidditch team.

Their headquarters is "full of eagles" today...

This eagle is an owl.

"Trash, is our team already down to such a level?"

"Where did Grindelwald come from? Where did it come from!"

"Pau Gasol should be the captain!"

"Let Grindelwald go! Let Grindelwald go! Let Grindelwald go!"

Angry fans can't accept the fact that the team has changed its leader, and what they can't accept is that the team leader is actually a kid who is still in school.

Just kidding, how do you participate in normal training like this?

Really intend to suck to the end!

Manager William couldn't explain Klein's special to the outside world. Before he could prove his own vision, he could only bear all the infamy in silence.

just.......

This is really uncomfortable.

Buried in a pile of roaring letters, Manager William couldn't help smiling.

"Don't pay attention to them. They used to praise the worst when we got good grades, but now that we have bad grades, they are also the worst scolding.

They don't love the team at all, they only love the championship."

As a practitioner who has been working on Quidditch all his life, Old Oaks feels he has the most say in this matter.Real fans are not to say that they are sane, but they can definitely understand the team's decisions.

Can't they think of something special about young people who can be attracted by the team and recruited in an unusual way?

To put it bluntly, the senders of these yelling letters just used Klein to join the team and vent their negative emotions.

"Hey."

Thinking of this, Old Oaks couldn't help but sneer.

A few months later, it was another "Quidditch World Cup" qualifier.

Now their team's results are five wins and five losses, on the verge of falling out of elimination, the next game is particularly important.

Who is "the shame of Europe".

At that time, it will be clear!