Hogwarts: What bad intentions could the little badger have?

Cedric said depressedly: "Are you a shopping bag? You can hold so much..."

At this time, the sky had just cleared up passively.

So the Quidditch pitch was empty.

"Ahem, okay, let's get back to the topic!"

Blake stood in front of everyone, clapped his hands, and then continued, "The main purpose of today's training is to let everyone test their new brooms."

"A new broom?"

The team members raised their brooms in astonishment and looked at it.

Isn’t this my old broom?

How do you say it's a new broom?

Could it be that this Satan is going to follow the example of Slytherin's Malfoy and pay for equipment for the entire team?

But, Blake looked empty-handed and didn't even have a new broom!

He didn't even bring his own broom!

Could it be hidden in a pocket cast with the Traceless Extension Charm?

Blake naturally could not hide the little thoughts of the team members.

"Did you think I was going to buy you new brooms?"

"You're overthinking it... I can modify it myself, so why would I spend that much money?"

Cedric looked at the comet broom in his hand again.

"You mean to say that you took our brooms away that day to transform them?"

"That's right!" Blake admitted readily.

"But..." Cedric looked at his broom. "There's no sign of modification at all!"

Blake said proudly: "The highest level of transformation is that you can't tell that you have been transformed. Obviously..."

He patted his chest and said, "I am at the highest level."

Everyone looked at Blake with suspicion.

If Blake hadn't just performed a trick of dispelling the thunderstorm, they wouldn't even have believed it.

It would be strange if I really believed what Blake said!

"Facts speak louder than words. Why don't you try and find out?"

Blake stood honestly in the front, looking at everyone confidently.

"You will die if you try!" Cedric came out first.

Then he mounted his old Comet.

"Wait..." Blake hadn't finished his words.

Cedric has already taken off...

The reason why Blake stopped Cedric from taking off rashly.

Because Cedric's broom has been modified the most... a lot!

Because, given that he is Hufflepuff's Seeker.

So his broom had to be faster than everyone else's.

At least faster than the other Seekers' brooms.

Otherwise, how can we make up for the technological gap and catch the Golden Snitch?

Malfoy is fine, but Harry’s flying skills are really good.

Blake also wants Cedric to have some highlights!

Wouldn’t it be great to end the game by catching the Golden Snitch yourself?

So, the extent of Blake's modification of Cedric's broom.

It's like turning an ordinary nanny car into a supercar...

Therefore, when taking off, you only need to push lightly to get into the air quickly.

But Cedric took off this time, just like before...

For this old broom, before it is modified, you need to push it hard...

So, Cedric kicked hard without warning.

It’s like suddenly stepping on the accelerator into the fuel tank in a supercar!

The result is predictable...

"Ahhh!!!!! Blake!!!!"

Cedric's screams reached the sky...

Blake raised his right hand to make a canopy and looked at Cedric who had turned into a small dot in the sky.

"Hey, who told you to take off without listening to what I had to say?"

Blake shook his head and sighed.

However, he did not worry about Cedric's safety.

His flying skills, although not the best, are still pretty good.

I believe that he will soon adapt to the performance of the new broom and fly back safely.

At worst, there's still yourself watching from the ground.

There's no way he'd fall to death.

Blake looked at the other team members.

Then he realized that everyone was looking at him eagerly.

The eyes are all timid.

"Why... aren't you taking off yet? Are you waiting for me to start eating?"

"No... We thought you might have something else to tell us..."

Cedric learned from the previous experience and ignored the warning, so he did this.

That speed... is so freaking scary...

Therefore, they did not dare to act rashly.

Afraid of becoming the next Cedric.

As for the suspicion just now, it had long been thrown into the air along with Cedric's figure...

"I don't have much else to say, except... when taking off, use less force to push off the ground... As for the other functions, you have to slowly get familiar with them on your own. That's all for today's training!"

"Oh……"

A moment later, the entire Quidditch field was filled with the Hufflepuff players' hearty cheers!

at the same time.

The system prompt sounded again in Blake's mind.

……

"Congratulations to the host for obtaining a silver treasure chest!"

"Congratulations to the host for obtaining a bronze treasure chest!"

"Congratulations to the host..."

Blake looked at Cedric, who was still flying happily in the sky, with an annoyed look on his face.

You are a golden legendary figure!

They only gave me silver treasure chests?!

Are you holding a grudge against me?

Blake decided to add mustard to Cedric's noodles later!

……

Principal room.

Dumbledore moved the chair to the position nearest the window.

Because the sunlight is shining in there.

While drinking his drink, he looked out the window at the noisy crowd on the Quidditch field.

"Oh... it's so good to be young..."

Chapter 263 Cassandra: He scolded me! But he has me in his heart...

"Except your weapons!"

A magic wand flew up into the air and swirled into Cassandra's hand.

"Worley, you are really amazing! Can you teach me?"

Daphne Greengrass complimented, rubbing her sore right hand.

Cassandra nodded slightly, without any smug expression on her face.

To be honest, she could sense that Daphne wasn't serious at all.

It looked like he was trying to please her.

After all, practicing duels with her wasn't even as stressful as practicing with Hannah...

Because Daphne wasn't prepared to attack at all.

"Why did you come here to practice dueling with me today?"

"Aren't you supposed to be with Pansy Parkinson?"

In the past, Daphne Greengrass could be said to be Pansy Parkinson's follower.

Because they worship pure blood, they don't have much in common with Cassandra, who only worships ability.

Therefore, it was somewhat unexpected for Cassandra that she came over to please him today.

"I just want to be friends with you."

"You know, we are all pure-blood families."

"Pure-blood families should unite."

"Besides, compared to those Muggle-borns... I think we are more suitable to be friends together."

Cassandra frowned slightly at Daphne's words.

"Who are you talking about, those Muggle-borns?"

Daphne retrieved her wand.

"I heard that you and that Hermione Granger..."

"She and I are not friends!" Cassandra said firmly.

Although Hermione often stayed with her.

But that's mostly because of someone's relationship, and they have to get along harmoniously on the surface to avoid offending that person.

But in fact, Hermione is actually her enemy, number one enemy!

She originally thought that Blake would be her number one enemy.

But... Blake was not someone I could compare to... In the end...

So, since I can't compete for the first place, I'll compete with Hermione for the second place.

Whether it's academic or...emotional.