How could he fly so fast, William thought with some despair as he looked at Terry who was gradually moving away.

Despite William's efforts to catch up, the distance between the two men was getting bigger and bigger.

Next, William was unconvinced and compared his flying skills with Terry.

This time, William lost even more, and the boy crushed William with skill without any suspense.

"The school broom is still too broken, and it will tremble when it flies too fast. I didn't dare to do those difficult movements. ”

Terry said with a look of dismay, just now one of his beautiful backflips caused many young wizards to exclaim.

"How did you start so fast?" William asked, puzzled, Terry's speed just now was as fast as an arrow shot out.

"Oh, that's a Ggerjeon-style start-up, invented by Calvin Gjeon, the legendary seeker of Charlie's Artillery." Terry explained to William,

"When I was younger, my biggest dream was to be a Quidditch player like him." Terry's face was longing.

"However, the family didn't approve of me doing this. Did I tell you? Our whole family is a Ravenclaw graduate.

They wanted me to be a scholar rather than a professional Quidditch player.

Sometimes I really envy Potter in the Grand Chamber, because he can decide whatever he wants. ”

The boy looked disappointed, and he took control of his broom and flew towards the ground.

"At least, at Hogwarts, you can be a great Quidditch player." William comforted his roommate,

"The Ravenclaw team will definitely welcome you, as for the choice after graduation, it's still a long way off, isn't it?"

William was not a man who was good at comforting others, either in his past life or in this life, just as he was inferior to Terry in Quidditch, and William was not good at everything.

"However, it won't be until the second year at the earliest. First-year freshmen are not even allowed to bring brooms. ”

After listening to William's words, Terry was also a little moved, and it could be seen that the boy really liked this sport.

"You've heard the rumour, Potter has been drafted for the Gryffindor team.

Since Gryffindor and they started this way, then we can do the same. Just go and talk to our dean, Professor Flitwick, and he should think about it. ”

"Really?"

"Well, at least you can be a substitute to accompany the players in the team's training. As for the broomstick, I have it in my magic bag, you can use mine first. ”

"Really? I, I really am, thank you so much William. ”

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Harry. Potter felt as if he had discovered some great secret, since the last midnight duel, when he stumbled into the room at the end of the hallway on the right side of the fourth floor.

Our savior had a vague understanding that the small package that Hagrid had taken him to the vault for his birthday should have been placed under the trapdoor guarded by three big dogs on the fourth floor.

Now the question is, what exactly is that thing?

"He's either particularly valuable or dangerous." Ron, Harry's best friend, analyzed it seriously, unaware that what he had just said was nonsense.

"Or both." Harry added,

However, with the barren IQ of the two of them, if there were no other clues, they probably couldn't guess what that little package was for the rest of their lives.

And to Harry's surprise, Neville and Hermione had also lost interest in the secrets beneath the trapdoor.

Merlin is on top, aren't they curious at all?

"Leave the two of them alone, one of them has no courage, and the other is a weirdo who can only learn, don't you think she's too self-righteous?" After listening to Harry's question, Ron replied with a big grin.

It was as if in Ron's eyes, only relentless adventure was what a true Gryffindor should do.

Harry didn't say anything this time, and in all fairness, he thought the witch was a bit arrogant, but Ron's words were a little too hurtful.

Now that it's like this, it seems good to ignore each other, Harry thought to himself.

"I have a hunch that we're going to find out something big.

Let's go to the library and look for clues, maybe we'll find something. ”

In order to find the secret, Ron actually proposed to go to the library for the first time, and Harry naturally had nothing to do with it, and the two of them packed up their things and walked towards the library.

"Merlin is on top! How do you find this? Ron looked at the vast collection of books in the library and let out an exaggerated shout, causing several students who were studying around him to raise their heads and look at them with dissatisfaction.

"No noise in the library!" Mrs. Pince, too, came over with a feather duster and warned the two men.

"Look, isn't that William?" Ron, who had just finished training, whispered to Harry.

Harry followed Ron's finger and found William not far away with a book in his hands.

"It's weird, what is he doing here?"

"Ravenclaws are a bunch of weirdos who love to learn." I don't know why, when William is mentioned, Ron's tone is always a little sour.

"Perhaps, we can ask him. He's read so many books, maybe he'll know some clues. ”

Harry thought for a moment, and walked towards William with a reluctant Ron.

"What are you doing here?"

William, who was interrupted from thinking, seemed a little dissatisfied, knowing that he had even eaten dinner in order to be able to squeeze out some time to read in the library.

Harry then began to tell William what had happened last night, but as soon as he could say a few words, William impatiently interrupted,

"I know what you want to ask, Hermione has already come over to tell me at noon, isn't it what is under the trapdoor in that room on the fourth floor?"

"And what did you tell her?" As soon as William finished speaking, Ron asked eagerly,

"Watch your tone, Weasley. Are you questioning me, or are you interrogating me? ”

William found that he and Ron seemed to be at odds, and they began to rush after not being able to say two words together.

"William, Ron, he didn't mean that." Harry cleared the way from the side.

"What I told Hermione, I'll give it to you as it is. Restrain your curiosity, this is not something you should meddle in, and the more you know, the more dangerous it will be. ”

"But it might have something to do with Voldemort, what if Voldemort wanted to get it?"

"It doesn't have anything to do with you, there's a high top when the sky falls, Dumbledore is still there, it's not your turn to worry about these things.

And don't mention that name, don't you know that names can also be magical? ”

William didn't understand, did the savior Potter really see himself as the savior?

But whatever Potter does, Dumbledore is behind him anyway.

After discovering that the water was deep, William now just wanted to stay away, and he didn't want to get involved in Dumbledore's big game of chess.

"Actually, you don't know anything, you pretend to be very profound." Ron on the side screamed sharply.

William wasn't saying anything, or maybe he really didn't bother to answer such a childish question.

William put the book in the magic bag and turned to walk out the library door.

Since there were no more books to read, William planned to go to Professor Flitwick's office early to sit down and ask for a cup of tea.

"Well, he doesn't know anything." Ron smirked to Harry.

William's disdainful reply made the boy mistakenly think that he had guessed William's mind.

"No, I think he still knows something."

The two of them discussed as if no one was around, and a feather duster slammed down on Ron's head.

"No loud noises in the library!" Behind him, Mrs. Pins reprimanded with anger.

Immediately after that, the feather duster began to chase and beat the two under the influence of magic.

Harry and Ron ran all the way out of the library with their heads in their hands, dodging the feather dusters everywhere, and what they didn't notice was that

Mrs. Pince looked at the backs of the two of them as they left, and thought for a moment before turning back and re-entering the library.