Hogwarts: The Most Decent White Wizard In History!

On the eighth floor, in the principal's office.

Dumbledore was thinking about Cedric.

Everything seems normal.

There is no trace of black magic, he is sunny, cheerful, has a desire to win, and he can get along well with his classmates.

Not condescending.

He did not deliberately promote his own theories, but quietly used his words and deeds to influence the people around him.

But such a person.

Why don't you even care about glory?

If my eleven-year-old self had the opportunity to make the headlines of a newspaper for the first time, I would probably be so happy that I couldn't find North.

Say no to compliments and compliments.

Choosing to return to Hogwarts, he even continued studying during the break before lunch.

Is it just a desire to learn?

what exactly is it.

Can you let go of the glory in front of you?

Cedric, what do you really want?

Dumbledore fell into deep thought.

…

In Hufflepuff's lounge.

A group of Hufflepuffs were looking longingly at the clock on the wall.

When the time came to eleven fifty, they immediately stood up at the same time.

"Cedric, let's go, it's time to eat!"

"good!"

Cedric knew that they had been waiting impatiently, so he put away his wand and followed them towards the Great Hall.

When he entered the auditorium.

Hufflepuff's table immediately burst into applause.

"Cedric!!"

"The youngest Animagus in history!"

“Hufflepuff’s genius!!!”

Cedric had a look of surprise on his face.

Although he got the trophy back, he forgot to mention it because he was busy practicing magic spells. I don’t know how they knew?

Soon, someone told the truth.

"Cedric, my father is from the Ministry of Magic. He wrote a letter yesterday, scolding me and asking me to learn from you!"

Hear this.

Good-natured laughter suddenly erupted all around.

Sure enough, no one can escape comparisons with other people’s children!

The man was not angry, but instead puffed out his chest and said proudly: "But I don't feel bad because you are Cedric!"

"Thank you for the compliment!"

Cedric hugged the man.

Compared to the dazzling flashlight, this sincere and humane compliment made him happier.

After a round of applause.

Filch and Hagrid came out pushing the three-layer cake together.

Gradually, word of Cedric's glory spread, and he once again became the center of attention in the auditorium.

After taking a few bites of the cake, it quickly turned into a fighting tool.

Cedric was naturally taken care of!

Fortunately, there is magic to clean it up, otherwise everyone would be scolded by this workload.

After a passionate lunch.

Cedric, who is always energetic, had to take a nap so that he could go to flying lessons with energy and energy.

Apparently Mrs. Rolanda* Hooch also got wind of the story.

Before class.

She thrust a licorice wand into his hand.

"Congratulations, Cedric!"

"Thank you Professor!"

Cedric accepted the candy without any courtesy.

"I heard that you did well in other courses. Do you like Quidditch?"

Mrs. Hooch looked at Cedric expectantly.

Her idea is simple, as long as you like Quidditch, we can be good friends.

"Of course, I should say it's love."

Naturally, Cedric would not miss this opportunity: "I have been preparing for this for six years!"

"Hahaha!"

Mrs. Hooch was amused by the answer: "I like that answer!"

After saying hello.

She turned around and clapped her hands to everyone and urged: "Now, everyone choose a broomstick that you like, hurry up!"

Cedric picked a handful at random.

In fact, the appearance of these public teaching brooms is not very good, and I don’t know if they are used to reduce speed and reduce danger.

"Put your right hand above the broom handle, palm down!"

Mrs. Hooch continued to shout: "Then talk!"

"stand up!"

Cedric spoke softly and quickly grabbed a sleek wooden pole in his hand.

But there are only a few who can be like him.

More people's broomsticks just rolled left and right on the ground, and then stopped moving.

In order for everyone to hold on to their broomsticks.

It took Mrs. Hooch a full ten minutes.

While others were still trying to slowly take off and land, Cedric could already fly up and down freely.

Although it still goes up and down in a straight line as arranged by the teacher.

But the toxins are already three times that of the classmates around me!

Cedric compared Harry Potter's feelings in the original book and found that his S-level Quidditch talent should be no worse than his.

At least I didn't have any fear.

His whole body was even cheering for joy, wanting him to fly to a higher place to be with the strong wind and sky!

"Cedric!"

After seeing his silky undulations, Mrs. Hooch encouraged him: "You can try a higher movement and take your time!"

"good!"

Cedric immediately raised his head.

After crossing the height of his classmates, he first performed several horizontal figure-eight flights.

This is followed by a vertical figure eight flight.

Then there is the figure 8 flight with a left tilt of 45 degrees, and the figure 8 flight with a right tilt of 45 degrees.

Do it all over again.

This time, all the figure eight flights were replaced by pentagram flights.

Mrs. Hooch's eyes sparkled, and the Hufflepuffs and Ravenclaws all looked silent.

Tall and handsome!

Good at food, good at both morals and learning!

Now even Quidditch can fly out of flowers!

What else can he not do? ? ?

Great Cedric!

We sing your praises and praise you!

Just like that, after Cedric soared in the sky for a whole class.

As he wished.

Mrs. Hooch took him to Professor Sprout.

"This kid has graduated from flying. Let me see him at the Quidditch game!"