"Are you kidding! Professor McGonagall wants you to join the Quidditch team! And you're the Seeker!"
Ron said somewhat dullly.
The steak and kidney pie he took a bite of was halfway into his mouth and stopped. And the first bite of the pie was not even swallowed completely.
And Ron was not the only one who had this reaction. Good friend Seamus, and not far away, Malfoy who was listening to them with his ears pricked up, as well as more Quidditch enthusiasts, all had expressions of sluggishness, surprise, envy, jealousy and Pico instead. .
But Harry didn't say, "Yeah, I was just kidding," as they had hoped.
"I'm not kidding, Wood also said that I am the youngest seeker in this century."
Harry devoured his meal, was first chased on a broomstick, then fell from a high altitude, and then was taken away by Professor McGonagall, and then became a member of the Quidditch team. This series of experiences made him feel that he could Eat a whole cow.
The little wizards who confirmed the news again were even more stunned.
Luke deliberately sat next to Malfoy today, just waiting for Malfoy's expression.
Now, this expression of collapse that said "This is impossible!" fulfilled his wish.
Because Luke and others took the lead in cruising the table, everyone was sitting more and more irregularly. The originally neat tables of the four colleges were now filled with people from different colleges.
Especially Percy, who now runs to the Ravenclaw table whenever he has something to do. And he always seems to sit not far from a girl intentionally or unintentionally.
This was little news that the twins told Ron. And whenever they brought it up in front of Percy, he would always argue and then drive them away angrily. But in the future, he still ran to the dining table without mercy.
He even made two Ravenclaw friends specifically for this!
And when everyone was still in a daze, and even vaguely didn't believe what Harry said. George and Fred came over, and then walked quickly towards Harry.
"Well done, Harry!" George whispered, "Welcome to join us, we are the batters."
"We haven't won since Charlie left, but this year, we can definitely win!" Fred patted Harry on the shoulder, "Because we have you! Harry! You must be great!"
After saying that, the two people waved to Luke, and Luke smiled at them, and then they left here. Only Harry was left who was a little excited, but also a little embarrassed. And everyone who came back to their senses.
The Gryffindor students finally cheered quietly. They were happy that their partner became a member of the Quidditch team. And he is also a vital seeker.
This makes them proud and proud. Of course, they still have a little envy or even jealousy in their hearts.
Malfoy, on the other hand, was a little confused and absent-minded.
"He really succeeded...why didn't Marcus invite me to join?"
Malfoy didn't know whether he was asking himself or Luke beside him.
Luke didn't answer his question, just patted him on the shoulder.
Although the news of Harry becoming a Seeker seemed very exciting to the first year wizards. But in Luke's eyes, this was just a small thing.
The plan is progressing steadily, and more and more students have begun to know him, and even understand him. In the outside world, he did not have many informants, but from the occasional exchange of letters with Ollivander, he could find that some people among the nobles already knew his thoughts. And some seemed quite interested.
But what Luke knew better was that there were many leaders pushed to the forefront by the nobles, but only those two really made them feel out of control.
The magical world is, after all, a place where strength is king.
In other words, he still had to figure out what the two notebooks in his hands were about.
The peaceful and harmonious days passed for a while, and half a month passed in the blink of an eye.
The last page of September was torn off the calendar. October's brain leaked out.
Luke watched the number on the egg in his system warehouse gradually decrease, and couldn't help but look forward to it.
"There are still five days left... I don't know what the system wants me to expect."
Luke looked at the strangely patterned egg and said to himself.
But after saying that, Luke didn't pay too much attention. Booker is still missing as always. Although I bought this cat, I don’t seem to use it much.
In the past few days, I occasionally saw Taylor or Hermione holding Booker. And today, if he remembered correctly, Gemma had dinner with Booker in her arms.
So now he really has no more expectations for pets.
And just when he was about to turn on the faucet and wash his face.
A tiny snake suddenly emerged from the faucet. And straightened up the front half of his body, and then bowed his head to Luke with difficulty.
Luke was startled, but quickly regained his composure. Then he stretched out his hand towards the little snake.
The little snake also crawled along Luke's fingers and onto his hand.
"Your Highness, there is movement in the Forbidden Forest. It seems that someone is hunting magical animals."
The hiss of the little snake sounded like clear and definite words to Luke's ears.
"Okay, I know."
Luke nodded, and then put the little snake on the sink.
The little snake stood up and bowed its head again, and then got directly into the sewer.
Luke looked serious.
Logically speaking, he seems to have no need to care about this matter. But when things came to pass, he found that he still couldn't help but want to take a look.
Whether from the movie or from his own imagination, the scene of Voldemort persecuting unicorns is disgusting and dirty.
But some things are best seen with your own eyes. More importantly...if he had the chance, he would like to try to see how strong the current Voldemort is.
No matter what happens, we still have to test his strength level. If you really can't deal with it yourself, then ask someone to help. If you can deal with it, then weaken him as much as possible.
Voldemort, as a Dark Lord, has the support of many unintelligent people in pure-blood families. There is no doubt that he is Luke's enemy on the road to achieving his ideals.
There is nothing better than giving the enemy the right trouble at the right time, at the right place.
Moreover, Luke rubbed the ancient wand in his sleeve.
It's not like he's completely unsure. On the contrary, he also wanted to test how much benefit the special effect of this wand could bring to him.
What better test subject than a half-dead noseless monster?
