Infinite Horror: The Strongest Zhongzhou Team

All the freshmen were taken aback when they saw this speed.

Even the three little girls were taken aback.

Because this flight speed, which is similar to teleportation, seems a bit too fast.

When the blurry figure came into focus, this seemingly out-of-frame-like presence became clear.

Good afternoon, students!

Good afternoon, Mrs. Hodge!

Professor Hodge, with short, silver-white hair, nodded as he walked through the two rows of new students, glancing left and right from time to time, presumably counting the number of students.

After going around the room, the serious-looking man showed more satisfaction.

"Very good, no one was late for the first class. But it's a pity you won't be able to see the little magic that made you stand in the sky as punishment."

"Actually, this magic is quite interesting..."

Faced with Professor Hodge's amusing antics, the freshmen all remained as quiet as wooden blocks.

Seeing the lukewarm response, the professor wasn't surprised and spoke directly:
"Alright students, welcome to your first flight lesson! What are you waiting for!"

"Now place the brooms on your right and stand still."

"Follow me, extend your stiff right hand above the broom and say: 'Up.'"

"No, they're talking to me, they're talking to the broom on the ground. Oh, what a bunch of little cuties."

It seems that Professor Hodge's fast-paced teaching style is making it a bit difficult for the new students to keep up.

But everyone quickly placed their brooms, then stretched out their hands and began shouting.

Harry Potter took a deep breath and then shouted nervously, "Get up!"

The broom flew into his hand out of thin air, and Harry instinctively grabbed it.

Harry was overjoyed to have succeeded on his first try.

Hermione, Ron, Seamus, Neville, and several other freshmen all failed, with some brooms only managing to wobble.

It's like they don't care at all.

However, some people, like him, succeeded on their first try.

For example, Malfoy, and Lolita, Xin'er, and Yue'er.

Professor Hodge paced back and forth: "Mr. Arman, could you please show a little emotion?"

"Your pronunciation is far too stiff."

"Even worse than those twins from last year."

Mrs. Hodge began to give instructions one by one.

Some remained unmoved, while others felt their brooms begin to tremble.

Some have risen, but only halfway.

Of course, there will always be some unexpected events in every class for freshmen.

For example, this time it was Ron's turn.

"rise!"

As soon as Ron finished speaking, he saw his brooms shooting into the sky.

It flew right at his nose.

The surrounding freshmen only heard a soft bang.

Ron immediately covered his face and knelt down on his knees.

Ron was initially a little embarrassed, but he quickly became glad that he wasn't the only one.

Because of the next moment.

"Ow!"

A painful scream.

One of Malfoy's tall henchmen also knelt down, legs tucked together.

And judging from the sound of that howl, it's much more serious than Ron's.

Because when this person's broom flew out, it didn't hit his nose, but rather his crotch.

Some people were happy while others felt helpless after witnessing the two farces unfold.

Harry and Hermione supported Ron on either side.

Even so, Hermione still laughed out loud, which was quite impolite.

Thirty minutes later.

Almost all the freshmen successfully obtained a broom.

Professor Hodge then continued, "Students who have received the brooms, now I need you to ride on them. Hold on tight and be careful not to slip off."

"When I blow the whistle, each of you should stomp your feet on the ground."

"You don't need to fly too high. You just need to stay in the air for a short while, then lean forward slightly and return to the ground."

"Remember, lean forward, return to the ground, and silently repeat these words in your mind to make them memorable."

"Now I'm going to blow the whistle, 3, 2, 1!"

"Du~~~"

In the shade of the afternoon sun.

Cheng Xiao, slumped on the grass, was chewing on a green blade of grass he didn't recognize.

Watching the clumsy new students take off, I couldn't help but sigh. Just then, a voice rang out from behind me.

"How was the experience of watching a movie so directly?"

"Isn't it very relatable?"

Saito Hajime walked up from behind.

This man was tall and had a shiny bald head.

He had changed into a magic robe and was wearing gold-rimmed glasses.

With a stack of books in his arms, he exudes the air of a true scholar.

Cheng Xiao pouted: "I'm not the only one watching."

Following his gaze, Saito looked towards a hundred meters away.

They were members of other teams.

Cheng Xiao continued:
"And I suspect that Hashimoto from the Japanese team has a crush on me; she's been staring at me for a while now."

As he spoke, Cheng Xiao flicked a tuft of green hair off his head.

This touch of green shines brightly in the college's sunlight.

Let alone the other team members, they would even glance at a dog that was passing by.

Saito looked at Cheng Xiao's narcissistic expression with a strange expression: "By the way, how's your herbalism class going?"

The infant Cheng Xiao sighed and waved his hand, saying:

"Don't even mention it. It's completely different from traditional Chinese medicine. We're totally incompatible."

"I have already applied for Chu Xuan to take the potions class."

Saito nodded: "It's obvious that you're not doing very well in your studies."

"Otherwise, I wouldn't have eaten this blade of grass."

Cheng Xiao looked at the ordinary green leaf in his mouth: "Uh, grass? What's wrong?"

Saito smiled and said, "According to the Magic Herb Compendium, this herb can only be cultivated from the urine of humans and other livestock."

"Didn't you feel it was moist when you ate it?"

"This is the waste liquid on the grass."

Upon hearing this, Cheng Xiao immediately spat it out.

The person who was sitting with their legs crossed just a second ago is now kneeling on the ground:

"Hey..."

"Bah bah bah!"

"I was wondering why the dog glanced at me twice when it passed by, damn it."

"I knew I couldn't learn it. These magical herbs aren't even herbal plants according to traditional Chinese medicine."

Saito asked curiously, "Aren't there many other Chinese medicines in traditional Chinese medicine? I know that night-shining sand, placenta, and human placenta are all similar things, aren't they?"

Cheng Xiao quickly shook his head:

"What you're talking about are minerals, fungi, insects, biological excrement, and human tissue. Even the same thing can have different names and effects depending on the part it's in. But I can tell you."

"The herbalism of this world is completely different from what I know; to be precise, it's a strange phenomenon. The herbs they talk about don't belong to any of them."

"But I've also figured it out. After all, this world has things like phoenixes, fire dragons, and centaurs, so it's not surprising."

It was during Cheng Xiao's conversation with Saito that...

This transitional scene progressed smoothly under the protection of numerous reincarnators.

"Make way, everyone make way!"

Bang!
clang!
"Oh my goodness!" Professor Hodge looked at the unfortunate freshman who had fallen from the sky and began his examination with practiced ease.

But for some reason, Loli felt that Mrs. Hooch was gloating a bit.

"Oh my god, my wrist is broken."

"Poor child, can he still stand up?"

Mrs. Hodge, holding the unfortunate man, looked at the other onlookers:

"While I was taking him to the infirmary, you all stayed on the ground."

"have you understood?"

"Don't let me see a broom in the sky!"

"Otherwise, they'll be expelled and won't even get close to Quidditch."

After Mrs. Hodge used her wand to light Neville and flew away beside her.

Malfoy looked at the transparent memory orb that rolled in front of him, picked it up, and then revealed a sly smile.

He said to the other students around him:
"Maybe what he forgot is landing on his butt."

Harry looked at Malfoy, who had a mischievous grin on his face, and walked straight out.

Hermione and Ron, standing on either side, exchanged helpless glances, for it was too late when they tried to stop them.

Harry, carrying a broom, walked up to Malfoy:
"Give the Memory Orb back to Neville!"

"It's not yours!"

Malfoy stared at Harry Potter and snorted:
"No, I'm going to hide and let Longbottom find me. No, I'm going to beg him!"

As he spoke, Malfoy suddenly jumped onto the broom in his hand, quickly and skillfully lifting his feet off the ground and flying up.

Malfoy, suspended in mid-air, shouted mockingly, "Harry, what do you think about me hiding him on the roof?"

"Longbottom will probably think he fell up there himself!"

As he spoke, Malfoy arrogantly flew close to the ground through the crowd.

However, this very behavior startled most of the freshmen.

"What's wrong, Potter? Can't you reach it?"

"You can jump up and see if you can hit me."

"Or try pursuing me!"

On the grass, upon hearing this, Cheng Xiao clapped his hands, stood up, and said to Saito Hajime beside him:

"Can I go and shoot this thing down?"

"It's infuriating to look at."

Saito Hajime: "I don't need you. A certain captain who doesn't like him has already arrived."

"I reckon Malfoy will be eating shit by the time this cutscene is over."

Cheng Xiao was stunned.

Only then did they realize that there was another person following Saito Hajime in the distance.

Cheng Xiao saw it clearly and then smiled.

After all, who doesn't want to see a good show?

among the crowd.

Harry looked up at the defiant Malfoy and, following Madam Hodge's instructions and the steps, mounted the broomstick.

However, Hermione immediately grabbed the man's robe:

"Harry, don't go. Remember what Mrs. Hodge said, and you don't even know how to fly... Oh! What a complete idiot!"

Hermione cursed as she watched the figure fly past her.

"You see, men don't listen to women, it's not something they only do when they grow up, it's something they've been like since they were little."

After exchanging glances, the three little girls all nodded.

In fact, the three of them were fully capable of stopping it.

But as the saying goes, the more you do, the more mistakes you make; the less you do, the fewer mistakes you make; and if you do nothing, you make no mistakes.

That's exactly the situation we're in now.

Carefully and with his body tense, Harry took off and, following Mrs. Hodge's instructions, managed to get to Malfoy's side.

"Malfoy, give me the memory ball, or I'll knock you off!"

Malfoy tossed the glass ball up and down in his hand and then caught it:

"Potter, is that all you've got? If you really want it, come and take it yourself!"

As Malfoy spoke, he suddenly threw the glass ball to Harry's other side with great force.

Without hesitation, Harry possessed the body and rushed over.

on the grass.

"Why do I always feel like this is just kids playing around?"

"It's not a feeling, it's just what it is."

"A group of freshmen who have only been enrolled for a few days, and are still eleven years old. If this were Earth..."

"At this age, shouldn't he be in junior high school?"

"Traffic police don't even allow people to ride electric bikes."

"What else could it be but a child?"

"Of course, I also hate someone like Malfoy."

"It is said that the children are the ones with the mildest symptoms in a family, so you can imagine what kind of existence the Malfoy family is."

As they spoke, their eyes followed the glass ball being thrown into the air.

Unfortunately, the glass ball was aimed at a pane of glass on the college building.

Fortunately, Harry was fast enough to grab it before they touched, and in order to absorb the force, he somersaulted and came to a light stop in front of the glass.

Harry Potter looked at the ball he had caught and waved it at Ron and the others with a happy expression.

What this person didn't see was that behind the glass window, Professor McGonagall, dressed in a green magic robe, was watching this scene.

It is obvious that this glass windowsill is the professor's office.

Harry Potter's return to Earth is like that of a hero returning home.

They landed safely amidst cheers from the crowd.

“Harry, that’s awesome.”

"Good catch, Harry!"

"how did you do it?"

"Harry, is this really your first time riding a broomstick?"

How did you turn?

How can you be so fast?

The freshmen who witnessed that scene were all excited.

After all, a beginner's speed is keeping up with that of a glass ball that has been thrown into the air.

Even a normal person with their toes would know something's wrong.

However, this strange thing happened after it happened to someone named Harry Potter.

That seems somewhat reasonable.

Even the instigator, Malfoy, looked jealous.

Yes, it's jealousy, because he doesn't possess that talent for flying.

At least when he first encountered the flying broomstick, he couldn't have done what he just did.

But it was at this moment.

A figure that would strike fear into the hearts of the freshmen appeared before them.

Malfoy, who had been about to speak again, immediately fell silent.

"Mr. Potter?"

"Harry Potter?"

"Please come with me."

McGonagall, who was in the office just a second ago, somehow appeared on the grass outside faster than Harry, who was riding a flying broomstick.

And the professor was very unfazed.

Harry initially thought he had disobeyed Mrs. Hodge's orders and flown into the sky, but as Professor McGonagall's footsteps quickened, Harry realized that wasn't the case.

Because not long after, they arrived at the door of an older classroom.

Professor McGonagall pushed the door open and said to those inside:

"Professor Quirrell, I'm so sorry, could Wood come out for a moment?" (End of Chapter)