Karl pretended not to hear Gellert Grindelwald and headed straight to the Castle to find Dumbledore.
By the time Karl returned to the Hufflepuff common room, the little ones had basically all gone to sleep.
However, Sharpe and Stebbins were still waiting for their foster father; this filial piety was truly moving.
"Karl, where did you go? Why are you only just back? We've been waiting for you for ages!"
"Yeah, something almost happened at school tonight. A little Gryffindor Witch almost died at the hands of a Troll, but fortunately, Principal Dumbledore and the others arrived in time."
Karl nodded upon hearing this. "I heard about it too; it can only be said to be a stroke of luck in a misfortune."
He had asked Dumbledore about it when he went to find him; in fact, the situation was far less dangerous than that.
The Troll had just entered the girls' bathroom where Hermione was, and it was immediately controlled by the Professors who had arrived, not to mention that Fawkes had been monitoring in secret the whole time.
"Let's go, back to the dormitory to sleep?"
Before Karl could finish, he saw flattering smiles appear on the faces of Sharpe and Stebbins.
"Hehe~ so—where's your homework? We need a little bit of help!"
"Right, right! We had too much fun today, and we accidentally forgot our homework!"
Karl: (one_one)
I was wondering why you two garlic cloves were waiting up until now; so this is what it was for.
Give me back my moved feelings!
After Halloween, time arrived in November.
As the weather gradually turned cold, the Quidditch matches for this school year also began.
Cedric was now in a Hyper state every day, as if he had been injected with Dragon blood.
According to Summers, this guy talked in his sleep, saying things like "Woohoo~ take off," interspersed with unspeakable weird talk like "Hehe~ Cho~ hehehe."
Today was Saturday, and there was a Quidditch match between Gryffindor and Slytherin.
So, Cedric dragged Cho, Karl, and Nina to the stadium early.
"There is an old saying in the East: 'Know yourself and know your enemy, and you will not win a hundred battles.' So we must do a good job with intelligence gathering."
Karl:
Cho:..
Nina noticed their weird expressions, so while Cedric was observing the match lineup, she quietly asked, "Is there something wrong with that saying?"
Karl waved his hand speechlessly. He knew that Cedric had been trying to understand Eastern culture to get closer to Cho.
Before coming, this guy said he had made some progress. He thought he had come up with something impressive, but it turned out to be a disaster.
Cho explained to Nina, unable to laugh or cry, "It should be 'Know yourself and know your enemy, and you will be safe in a hundred battles,' or even 'win a hundred battles.' Cedric got it completely backward. But I hope he does what he says; that way, our Ravenclaw team might win the next match."
Karl looked around the stands and quickly found the positions of Professor Snape and Quirrell.
Soon, a drama titled "Quirrell Secretly Plots, Harry Potter in Danger; Snape Helps in the Gutter, Hermione Sets the Professor on Fire" would unfold.
"Nina, have you heard? That first-year Gryffindor named Harry Potter was selected for the team as an exception."
"Of course, I saw it that day too. During his first Flying Class, he accelerated into a dive and caught the Remembrall before it hit the ground. You and Cedric need to be careful in the future."
"That's amazing! Being a Seeker in the first year, while I have to be a substitute until next year."
"It's okay. You can take the opportunity to learn more about the flying techniques of Cedric and Harry Potter, then give them a big surprise and defeat them."
Listening to the conversation between Nina and Cho, two guys who didn't want to reveal their names looked at each other expressionlessly.
Karl: You know what to do now, right?
Cedric: Understood! Don't worry! I have nine! Nine ways to beat him!
Karl: Very good! Very spirited! What is our goal?
Cedric: Make Harry Potter eat dust behind me on his Nimbus 2000!
After confirming the look in each other's eyes, the two smiled at each other.
At this moment, the broomsticks rose in the stadium, and the stands were filled with constant cheering and noise.
The match officially began.
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