School life always passes quickly, and more than a month passes in a hurry, which makes everyone a little unprepared.

As we approached mid-October, the first Quidditch match of the year was about to begin, and the two sides of the opening match, Slytherin House and Gryffindor House, were already full of gunpowder.

The brawls in the freshman flight class are still vivid. Although no new round of fighting broke out due to the professors' stopping, both sides held their breath. And this Quidditch match is undoubtedly a great time to go head-to-head.

Wood, in particular, has been in a state of madness this week, pulling a group of Gryffindor players to start training every day at dawn, and only letting them go to class when everyone is exhausted, and Saturday and Sunday are hellish torture.

Harry said that he hadn't come off his broomstick all Sunday except for dinner.

...

Maybe you should really add a seat to the broomstick, otherwise normal people can't stand it...

Ahem!!

And just like that, a tense atmosphere began to spread throughout Hogwarts.

It's not just Gryffindor and Slytherin, Slytherin House has won the House Cup for six consecutive years, and this year's freshman brawl has also caused Slytherin to be deducted a lot of points.

Arguably, this year is also the most promising year for Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff to win the Academy Cup. All the faculties are secretly fighting each other. Get ready to make a big splash this year.

Of course, Melda, who had already read the script, would not tell them that this year's House Cup had been decided by Gryffindor.

Lao Deng Tou personally designated, which one is not convinced? Stand up!!

On top of that, what excites Melda even more is the new skill in the system.

Quick memory.

According to Eden, the essence of this skill is the equivalent of installing a microcomputer in the human brain. The logic storage of high-frequency computers achieves the functions of fast memory and rapid analysis.

Of course, Melda certainly does not understand this explanation.

But in practical terms, Melda can't say whether he is fast or not, anyway, his reading speed is now comparable to quantum reading. Pick up the book and glance at it casually, he can remember a rough idea. As long as he flips through it a few more times, he will soon be able to memorize all of a book.

Of course, this technique is directly related to the host's psychic power. Melda, for example, scans up to three or four books a day, and beyond that number, he will have obvious sequelae of brain exhaustion and even dizziness.

But even so, this skill is considered terrifying. Counting books large and small in a month, Melda has read at least hundreds.

Now he can proudly say that other people's books are calculated according to the original, and he is calculated according to the bookshelf. This is because he has finished reading the books in the Hogwarts library in the first row of shelves, and now it is time for the second row.

The benefits of reading a lot are not obvious, and that knowledge must be accumulated over a long period of time.

However, Melda, who has been deeply influenced by my Celestial Empire since she was a child, is very happy about it. After all, it's always good to read.

On this day, Melda had just returned from the school library.

After completing the daily reading plan of four books, I was curled up on the sofa looking at a classic book of British jokes.

A sudden voice from in front of the Gryffindor door caught his attention.

"Didn't you notice it was standing on something?"

"I didn't notice its feet."

"Hey Melda, my goodness, you would never have imagined what we just discovered? Oh my god, it has three heads. Three. Ron rushed through the lead, excitedly telling Melda what the three of them had just seen.

"Alright, Ron, I know, you found a three-headed dog, right?" Melda, who closed the book, said calmly.

"Three-headed dog?" Hermione was the first to ask, as the name was all too familiar to him, and many Muggle stories featured the Three-Headed Hellhound creature.

It's just that he didn't expect to meet such a creature in Hogwarts that exists in the story.

"I've heard the name." Harry said. "Muggle stories are often there. But how did he end up at Hogwarts? ”

"A three-headed dog !!"

"Harry, I'm going to correct you for the three-headed dog of hell from Muggle stories. It's not the same thing as the wizarding world, in fact, the three-headed dog is just a very rare magical animal, it is famous for its huge size and infinite strength. It's not breathing fire, summoning hell or something. Of course, as for the three-headed dog on the fourth floor, I don't know where it came from. ”

"How do you know about the three-headed dog?"

"You know so much about the fourth floor?"

Harry and Hermione both asked.

"Oh my God, don't you all read?" Melda said loudly with a pretended glare.

His words were ignored by two people, plus the roll of the eyes of one of them.

"Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them?" Hermione bent down and picked up the textbook that had been placed on the table from Melda.

This book she had seen before, it was a textbook for the upper grades. But just as she was about to flip through it, a book suddenly fell out of the crack of "Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them" in her hand.

"The Complete Book of Jokes?" Hermione picked up the Muggle book from the ground with a bit of a laugh, and then looked at Melta with disdain.

"Ahem, a proper combination of work and rest is good for physical and mental health." Melda said cheekily. He is a lazy man, and it is not a dream to expect him to study all the time.

Harry's enthusiasm didn't diminish in the slightest, though, and he kept following Ron about what was under the three-headed dog's trapdoor. However, Hermione didn't seem to take this matter to heart, and after snatching the copy of "Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them" from Melda's hand, she shrunk alone in the corner of the sofa, reading the book carefully.

Melda didn't get involved with either side, mainly because he hadn't finished reading his book of Jokes. Picking up the book Hermione had left aside from the table, he continued to read his unfinished book of Jokes.

"Goose, haha goose. Goose Goose Goose Goose Goose Goose

"What are you crazy about?" Ron on the side asked puzzled.

"Hahahahaha." Melda kept laughing, completely speechless.

This caught Harry and Ron's attention, and they sat down next to Melda and read along with him.

Soon after, under Hermione's serious contempt, the group of three managed to send her off amid a jubilant laugh.

Na!

The happiness of school days is as simple as that.

That's how friendships were built when they were students.