Hogwarts: This holy light is righteously evil

"That's such a pity!" Wood's voice was filled with regret as he sighed softly. He didn't try to persuade him any further. Twenty refocused his attention on the center of the court, picked up his whiteboard, and began to evaluate and record the other students who had participated in the Seeker selection.

The selection of Seekers tests a person’s speed and keen observation. Only those who are fast enough can catch up with the fast and elusive Golden Snitch, and only those who are keen enough can quickly find the Golden Snitch’s trail in the complex arena.

Just then, a gentle voice came from the side: "Mr. Puni, so you've been here. I've been looking for you for quite a while."

Puni turned his head and saw Professor Flitwick, the headmaster of Ravenclaw, walking briskly toward them on his short legs, accompanied by Professor McGonagall, who was wearing a green robe and had a serious expression.

Upon seeing Professor McGonagall, Wood's eyes flickered instantly, and his expression became somewhat unnatural.

Is Professor McGonagall here to take me back for training?

Did they know I came to Ravenclaw to gather intelligence and come specifically to criticize me?

He sighed softly, a wry smile on his face, and muttered to himself, "Professor McGonagall, you're too fair. You're incredibly strict with us Gryffindor students. Could you spare some of that fairness for Professor Snape? At least let him be a little more lenient with our potions assignments."

Professor Flitwick, a man of small stature, quickly reached Puni, a kind smile on his face. He said warmly, "Professor McGonagall just told me that you performed exceptionally well in flight class, demonstrating a talent for flying far exceeding that of other freshmen your age. I'd like to ask if you'd be interested in participating in our Ravenclaw Quidditch selections?"

Puni paused for a moment, then asked, "Professor Flitwick, I remember the notice board clearly stated that Quidditch selection requires students in their second year or above to participate. I'm still a freshman, so I shouldn't qualify, right?"

"Rules are rigid, but people are flexible!"

Professor Flitwick chuckled as he expressed his appreciation for Puni, saying, "We added this rule because we felt that new students need time to adapt to the castle environment and familiarize themselves with the curriculum, and we were worried that the selection process would affect your studies and adaptation."

"But you don't have that problem at all." Professor Flitwick paused, then continued, his eyes affirming. "Whether it's your performance in class or your homework, you've done an outstanding job, even surpassing some older students. Professor McGonagall and I have both noticed and appreciated this. Therefore, we unanimously believe that you are fully qualified to participate in this selection!"

Listening to Professor Flitwick's earnest words, Puni slowly nodded: "Since Professor Flitwick recognizes me so much and is willing to give me this opportunity, I am naturally willing to give it a try and live up to your and Professor McGonagall's expectations."

Seeing Puni agree, Professor Frivi's smile widened, his eyes crinkling into crescent moons. He immediately grabbed Puni's wrist and said with light steps, "Great! Puni, come with me. I'll take you to them right now, explain the situation to the team's core members, and let you join the Chaser selection directly, saving you from those tedious screening processes."

Standing to the side, Qiu Zhang watched Puni's figure with a relieved smile. She waved to Puni and made a fist-pumping gesture of encouragement: "Puni, good luck! I believe in your flying talent. You will definitely perform well and be selected!"

"Actually, you have quite a bit of talent too," Puni said with a smile.

Marcos and Roger, who were not far away, immediately stood up from their seats, looking at Puni with eager eyes, trying their best to convey support and encouragement through their gazes.

However, with Qiu Zhang standing right next to them, the two were too embarrassed to make any exaggerated movements. They could only blink and nod restrainedly, cheering for Puni in the most subtle way.

"Puni! Keep going! We believe in you!"

"You must perform well!"

Several crisp cheers rang out in succession. Puni turned his head and saw that on the other side of the field, there were quite a few students wearing yellow Hufflepuff robes.

He knew perfectly well that Hufflepuff students were always keen on all sorts of anecdotes and loved to join in the fun. No matter which house's event it was, as long as there was something exciting to see, they would always be there first. Naturally, the Ravenclaw Quidditch selection had also attracted their attention.

At this moment, the selection of the chasers in the center of the court is about to begin.

The person in charge of selecting the chasers is busy arranging the selection process.

Professor Flitwick pulled Puni along and quickly walked to the rest area by the pitch, where a tall, strong young man was sitting. He was wearing a Ravenclaw Quidditch team uniform, had a calm expression, and was holding a thick review book in his hand, carefully flipping through it.

He is Ethel Winson, the captain and goalkeeper of the Ravenclaw Quidditch team, and is now a seventh-grade student.

As a seventh-grader, Ethel faces the crucial NEWT exam, which is vital to his future development. Time is extremely tight, and he simply doesn't have much energy to devote to managing the Quidditch team.

Therefore, starting from this academic year, he took the initiative to hand over most of the team's daily affairs to the vice-captain, while he took advantage of the gaps in the selection process to study and review, striving to achieve excellent results in the exams.

Seeing Professor Flitwick approaching with Puni, Ethel put down her review materials, looked up, and her gaze inadvertently swept over Wood not far away. Seeing Wood's unpleasant and depressed expression, she couldn't help but smile.

He stood up, extended his large hand, and gently patted Puni's shoulder. The force in his palm was steady and powerful. "Professor Flitwick just told me that your flying talent is outstanding, far surpassing that of freshmen of the same age, and even better than some upperclassmen?"

"In that case, hurry up and choose a flying broomstick, get on it, and let me see your strength with my own eyes, and see if you are really as powerful as Professor Flitwick said."

Puni felt the strength on his shoulder, nodded slightly, his face showing no fear, calm and firm: "Yes, Captain Ethel, I will not let you and Professor Flitwick down."

His eyes shone with confidence; he was absolutely certain of his abilities when it came to flying, and he remained calm and composed even when facing the scrutiny of the team captain.