People are in Hogwarts, and werewolves block the door at the beginning.

Chapter 56 Schrodinger State [Fashion Components]

Meanwhile, in the locker room.

Draco Malfoy and the rest of the team were changing into their bright green Quidditch uniforms (Gryffindor wore red).

The tall, troll-like Marcus Flint was reviewing the tactics: "Again, for the Chasers including me, what we have to do is not only to break through Wood's defense and score a goal! We also have to find the right time to attack Gryffindor's weak spot! Derian! What is their weak spot?"

An equally tall and muscular black-haired man with a butt and chin replied in a deep voice, "Their chasers! Katie Bell, Angelina Johnson, and Alia Spinnet. They all have good skills. But they are very weak in physical confrontation. As long as I get a little closer and give them a light bump, I can send them back to the ground."

Flint nodded with satisfaction. "Not bad. I don't worry about you. You are a veteran of the Slytherin team. You are familiar with all kinds of foul techniques. It's a pity that you will graduate next year. But then Mrs. Montgomery will take over your job. Just like Draco took over Terrence's job. You have to perform well so that Mrs. Montgomery can learn from you."

He then turned to look at the two men who were relatively 'thin' but had very strong arms: "Derek, Bol. You two have the most difficult task. You have to guard against Gryffindor's trump card - the Weasley twins. The two of them are like human-shaped bludgers. While helping their teammates to block the bludgers, they can also find the right time to attack us from all kinds of incredible angles. At the same time, you also need to do your job well - intercept the bludgers and use the bludgers to attack players from other teams. You are not without advantages. No one can get up and continue flying after being hit by your ball."

Then he looked at a man who seemed to be made of muscles, "Myles, you just need to block the ball."

Finally, he looked at Draco, the shortest and thinnest of the seven. "You're okay. Terence said you were better than him. You did perform well, but your physique is--"

Draco Malfoy took a deep breath, "I will prove that I am the best!"

A quarter of an hour later.

He was already astride his broomstick.

Surrounded by his teammates.

Across the street is the Gryffindor Quidditch team.

Madam Hooch stood in the center of the field as referee, holding her broomstick.

“Look, I want everyone to play fair and honestly.”

Draco didn't notice that Madam Hooch was staring at them when she said this.

Now, there was only that figure in his eyes.

The genius who, as soon as he touched the broom, displayed skills far superior to his own!

"If you are a genius, then I am a genius who works hard! I want to prove that hard work can surpass genius!"

"Come on, Harry Potter!"

On the opposite side, Harry, who was a little nervous because the game was about to begin, immediately noticed Malfoy staring at him motionlessly.

Out of the corner of his eye he saw the banner flying high, with the words "Porter Must Win" shining above the crowd.

He suddenly forgot his hesitation.

It seems like we are back to flying lessons now.

A back-and-forth moment with Draco Malfoy.

The moment when he is happiest and forgets all his worries.

So he smiled brightly at Malfoy.

Malfoy's eyes twitched and his teeth were about to break.

"Does he look down on me?!!!"

Then Madam Hooch blew hard on her silver whistle.

Harry and Malfoy stared at the ground as the remaining 13 brooms flew up into the air. The game began.

Bajir looked at the contestants flying in the sky with envy.

He had always planned to make the broomstick into a summoning card.

At that time, summon ten brooms at once, and by controlling the summoned creatures, let them carry the bed and fly in the sky.

That's really hot!

However, the fastest racing broom, the Firebolt, would not be released until the summer between second and third grade, when you watch the movie, in 1993. Alas, why can't Riddle fly!

He now knew that the black fog flight that was standard for the Death Eaters in the movies did not exist.

The only one who can fly in the air without the help of flying props is Voldemort.

But this is just a rumor.

Most wizards think this is nonsense.

But Riddle said it's likely true.

"I hate relying on external things. I prefer to do everything by myself. So when I was searching for immortality, I gave up the Philosopher's Stone. As for flying, I did have a yearning for it, and perhaps I have conquered it."

If only he could fly.

Although it seems simple enough: cast the magic from the broomstick or a spell like the levitation spell on yourself.

But judging by the fact that everyone thinks no wizard can fly on his own, it's not that simple.

He sighed again and focused on the game.

Huh? Angelina is so beautiful!

He hadn't noticed it before!
What about in the movie?

That’s right, there are indeed beautiful women among black people, but it’s hard to find them when making movies, just like the Black Mermaid and Shang-Chi had to choose those two.

The closeness of hearts placed on a wizard will make their magnetic fields fit together.

Even if restrained by Voldemort, the diary Horcrux can draw vitality from it.

As a permanent summon, the diary manifests a second entity, the youthful version of Voldemort, who senses the melancholy of his master.

The intimate brother is online.

"My Lord, you might consider going to Diagon Alley."

When Basil was watching the game intently and was relieved that Angelina had avoided a dangerous attack from Flint, Riddle's voice rang out at the right time.

"Diagon Alley?" Bagel didn't react for a moment.

Especially since Hagrid squeezed in with his large telescope.

"Borrow light, borrow light, give way."

Basil, Hermione, Ron and the others have to make room for Hegar.

"Yes, Diagon Alley. Did you forget the Secret Shop? Madam Malkin's Robe Shop?"

Basil tried to suppress his joy. "You mean, when I get to Diagon Alley, the [Fashion Component] will also be activated?"

In his mind, cool fashions appeared one by one.

Especially the [Midnight Phantom], in the game, after putting it on, you can float like a ghost.

If it really happens, it will even become a reality.

Like a ghost, it will not die completely, and it is not impossible for it to pass through walls and fly!
Maybe even with Ms. Grey. Ahem.

Riddle, why isn't his system elf a pretty girl?
This way he can reward her well!

"Don't be too happy yet. It was only after you arrived at Hogwarts and activated the system completely that you received the news that the [Achievement Component], [Library Component], and [Arena Component] were missing. It's also possible that you received the news that the [Fashion Component] was missing after you arrived at Diagon Alley."

Hearing this, the system elves in Bagir's mind that looked like Narcissa, Ms. Grey, etc., suddenly returned to their original state as one.

(End of this chapter)