Hogwarts: The Strongest Annie Magus In History

Seeing Malfoy deflated, a smile appeared on everyone's face.

After thousands of years of development in the entire wizarding world, few are authentic pure-blood wizards. Even the legendary 28 sacred pure-blood clans have begun to accept mixed-blood and pure-Muggle-born wizards.

Some families that did not intermarry non-pure blood wizards in order to keep their blood pure have disappeared in the long river of history.

That sentence of Mudblood offended more than half of the people, and everyone really didn't like Malfoy's haughty look.

"Hey, nice job Charlotte." Ron walked up, "Would you like to watch the Gryffindor and Slytherin Quidditch match later, my two big brothers Fred Weasley and George Weasley are Gryffindor Batter, the Quidditch Cup at Hogwarts this year is definitely our Gryffindor's!"

Charlotte shook her head and said:

"Sorry, I'm going to go to the library to read later, so I won't go to see Quidditch with you."

What he wants to do now is to supplement his magic knowledge as much as possible. He really has no interest in Quidditch or something.

Ron spread his hands and said helplessly:

"Okay, the people you pull Wen Klaw are all nerds, Hermione, would you like to go to the Quidditch with us?"

Hearing Ron's invitation, Hermione said with a blank face:

"If I were you, I should go to the library to review my homework, otherwise, the next time Snape makes things difficult for you, I'll still be dejected and at a loss, and we've already been deducted six points!"

"Aren't you the one who caused the most points deducted from Gryffindor?" Ron said with his head held high.

"you……"

Seeing that the two were about to quarrel, Charlotte quickly stood between them.

"Ron, Hermione, you two, calm down first, maybe we can watch Quidditch first, and then go back to the lounge to review our homework, and the one with the most points deducted today is Slytherin, isn't it?"

Seeing that the two fell silent, Harry shot Charlotte a grateful look.

Lawen Claw was indeed the smartest group of people in Hogwarts. Just a simple sentence could resolve the conflict between the two of them. If it was me, I didn't know how to persuade them.

Hermione said:

"For Charlotte's sake, I'll go check it out."

Hearing this, Ron pretended not to care, and said arrogantly, "I promise you will fall in love with Quidditch!"

Then everyone came to the Quidditch pitch together, and the people between Gryffindor and father Slytherin had already started fighting for each other in the air. As soon as Ron got up, he shouted at the two boys who looked exactly the same in the air:

"Fred, George, come on!"

At this moment, a system prompt sounded in Charlotte's mind.

"Ding~! Please host to join the La Wen Keluo Quidditch team, and help the team win the Hogwarts Quidditch championship, reward skill points*50, random defense against the dark arts, task time limit, Hogwarts During the seven years of studying here."

Charlotte's eyes lit up instantly, fifty skill points.

This is a windfall!

If he can complete it by himself, then the matter of merging the blood of the next magical creature can be put on the agenda.

It's just that there are many skill points, but the difficulty of the task is not low.

Among the four teams at Hogwarts, Slytherin is the strongest, followed by Gryffindor, Hufflepuff, and finally La Wen Klaw. It is simply impossible for La Wen Klaw to win the championship.

And starting from this session, the Destiny's Son, Harry Potter, is about to make an appearance, raising the difficulty to another level.

Prior to this, Gryffindor hadn't won the championship trophy for four consecutive years. The year before Harry entered school, Gryffindor even lost to Slytherin with a big score.

As a result, as soon as Harry came on the field, he caught the golden snitch and defeated the mighty Slytherin.

In the next few sessions, except for the cancellation due to special events, Gryffindor basically took all the championship trophies.

Thinking of this, Charlotte let out a long sigh.

"Fifty skill points are hard to earn!"

After watching the game for a while, Charlotte finally understood why Slytherin was able to win several consecutive Quidditch champions. Their style of play was too dirty, and they did everything they could to win.

To describe it in three words, it is shameless.

Although Gryffindor's style of play is aggressive, it feels like it can't be used. The defeat is only a matter of time.

Sure enough, it didn't take long for the Slytherin Seeker to catch the Snitch and win the practice match.

The Lion Academy has already played so hard, let alone the Buddhist Eagle Academy and Badger Academy.

Meanwhile, in the headmaster's office at Hogwarts.

Professor McGonagall stood in the middle of the office. Dumbledore took his wand, pulled a memory out of his mind, and put it in the Pensieve. He turned around and said:

"Can you successfully perform the Transfiguration in the first class? It is indeed a great talent."

Professor McGonagall said:

"I've already checked. Charlotte Elvis was born in a Muggle family. He has never received a wizarding education. It is impossible for him to learn Transfiguration in advance. He even bought his wand the day before he entered school. Albus, this is absolutely true. He is a genius, and we can cultivate him as a future member of the Order of the Phoenix."

"I'm not surprised he's a genius at Transfiguration, after all his wand has a Thunderbird feather core, but Snape told me today that Charlotte is equally gifted at Potions." Dumbledore paused for a moment, then added:

"I saw Tom's shadow on his body, don't do anything for now, let's take a look first and then talk."

Hearing the word Tom, a figure suddenly appeared in McGonagall's mind. Her pupils shrank slightly, and a look of fear flashed across her face.

"Understood, Albus, I'll keep an eye on this little guy, by the way, I heard you asked Hagrid to take out the Philosopher's Stone, isn't Gringotts safe too?"

Dumbledore turned and said:

"If Voldemort is not completely wiped out for a day, no place in this world will be safe. I took out the Philosopher's Stone to verify one thing."

Hearing this, Professor McGonagall nodded, turned and left the office.

The moment the door closed, Dumbledore came to the desk and sat down, then closed his eyes gently, and opened them again after a few seconds, his eyes were full of bewilderment and incomprehension.

"What a strange little guy. The prophecy can't see his existence at all. What caused this situation?"