A sharp Hogwarts

Team competitive sports are war in peacetime.

Dalia didn't quite understand this sentence at first, but now she finally understands it - in Hogwarts.

As a sport that evolved from the ancient wizard wars, Wood showed this in his first training session.

"Let's not train with the Snitch first," Wood said. "It's too dark and we might lose it..."

He raised his head and looked at the darkening sky, carefully put the golden snitch into the box and closed it.

Each team has only one set of training balls, and among all Quidditch balls, the Golden Snitch is undoubtedly the most expensive one.

Oliver Wood was not wealthy enough to use the Snitch as a training consumable, at least until Harry's talent was confirmed, he had no intention of letting it fly.

During training last year, because the golden snitch was flying everywhere, the scene of the whole team catching the snitch all afternoon is still vivid in my mind - you know, they even pulled out their magic knives to surround and suppress the little guy. Wood didn't want to repeat such a bad experience if he could catch it before dark.

He took out a bag of ordinary golf balls from his pocket, and took out the Quaffle from the box and bumped it in his hand.

"Let's use these balls to train and practice finding the ball and avoiding it."

"...Escape?"

Harry repeated in confusion.

Within minutes, he and Wood were in the air.

Daria hangs around, acting as makeshift bodyguards and emergency maneuvers.

Wood first hovered in the air, stretched his arms, and threw golf balls in various directions for Harry to catch.

Harry hit every shot and never missed a ball. Wood was very excited.

"Very good, very good - great!" Wood said happily, "There is no doubt that you have a talent for finding the ball!"

He threw the remaining golf balls onto the field and returned to the air with the Quaffle in his arms.

In Harry's increasingly uneasy eyes, Wood showed a fanatical and bloodthirsty look.

"Now... let me see how well you can survive on the Quidditch field—"

As a goalkeeper, Oliver Wood's kick-off ability is no worse than other attackers.

After all, he spends most of his time in short sprints and powerful kicks...the goalkeeper has the most number of targeted hits.

"what?"

Harry looked at Wood blankly, still thinking about what the other party meant.

The next second, Wood was seen holding the ball and flying upwards, then turned the broom and dived towards him.

"Miss Dursley, please keep an eye on Harry - if he accidentally falls off the broom..."

boom!

The bright red Quaffle turned into a cannonball and whizzed towards Harry.

Ok? !

Harry's eyes widened, and he grabbed the broom with both hands and spun it around.

The Quaffle flew past his ears, and he could even feel the biting wind cutting through his cheek like a knife.

Wood...

Was this Quidditch captain trying to kill him?

Fortunately, the attack frequency of the Quaffle is not as high as that of the golf ball. After all...

Before Harry could finish his thoughts, he saw Oliver Wood pull out the magic knife from his waist.

"The Quaffle... is coming!"

The Quaffle, which had fallen halfway, suddenly turned back and hit Harry's lower back.

At the same time, Dalia also opened her eyes in shock.

Flying curse——

Wait, the incantation of the Flying Curse!

This is the normal version!This is not the name of the dish!

There is actually a normal version of magic without "added ingredients" in this world? !

Dalia looked at Harry who was hurriedly avoiding the Quaffle in the sky, and thoughtfully stroked the satin-like mane of the Little Theqi.

it looks like...

She would take some time to study it carefully in the Hogwarts library and the textbooks for each grade.

As for Harry's side...

The title "The Boy Who Lived" still has some effect. Wood is not as powerful as Voldemort.

After half an hour, it was completely dark, and Harry and Wood could no longer continue their training.

And in all this time, Harry had not been knocked off the broom once.

Dalia later simply floated to the side and began to swing. The Thestral flew very steadily, so she could even sit sideways.

"Our names will be engraved on this year's Quidditch Cup. I'm becoming more and more sure of it!"

As they walked wearily back to the castle, Oliver Wood said cheerfully, "I wouldn't be surprised if you did better than Charlie Weasley. He would certainly represent The British team is participating in the competition. You might even break Professor McGonagall's record!"

"Uh, I'll try my best-"

Harry panted and said that he found that Quidditch didn't seem as scary as he thought.

When the wind howls beside him, some instinct buried deep in his blood will guide him to make the right choice.

Perhaps as Hermione said, the talent for flying from his father flows in his blood - flying is much more interesting than brewing potions.

…………

Maybe it's because I'm too busy now.

In addition to homework for each subject, there are Quidditch practices three nights a week.

So when Harry suddenly realized that he had been at Hogwarts for two full months, he was in disbelief.

The castle felt more like home every day, and Harry had never felt this way while at Privet Drive.

After some basic knowledge is mastered, his homework becomes more and more interesting.

In fact, the same is true for most little wizards' campus life.

As the types of magic dishes they learned and the magic they mastered gradually increased, their campus studies gradually got on track.

Except...Dalia.

At Snape's prompting, Dalia tried some Chinese dishes that could be made using cauldrons and stew pots.

However, all attempts failed - she did not awaken any associated magic.

Like a curse, except for the magic dishes in the textbooks, Chinese soups and stews have no magical effect other than being delicious.

Halfway through the second month, Dalia found a possible explanation in the "Longbottom Secret Book":

The awakening of "companion magic" comes from the wizard's prayer for the unity of body and mind.

This is modern magic simplified and improved by ancient sacrifices, so in essence, it naturally follows the oldest rules.

The body of "Dalia Dursley" is undoubtedly consistent with "french fries, fried fish, and milky broccoli soup."

This is why she can awaken magic in those magic dishes, but the strangeness and resistance in her soul will greatly weaken these magics.

Of course, she can change her habits over time.

After all, she is only 11 years old now, and her taste changes and physical familiarity can be cultivated little by little.

After spending more than a month in the library, Dalia finally came to the conclusion that the future was promising.

The only problem is...

"Dalia, you need a snack - you don't have much time left."

On Halloween Eve, amidst the sweet and tempting aroma of roasted pumpkins, Percy looked at Dalia seriously and said.

The Hogwarts School Board's assessment is set for mid-term, before Christmas, and now everyone knows about it.

The students of Slytherin House are getting more and more happy. They are talking in the corridor as if there is no one around, as if they are talking about Christmas gifts, looking forward to the day when Dahlia's test comes - until now, Dahlia still can't use it. A qualified curse - in the eyes of most people, it was only a matter of time before Dahlia was kicked out of Hogwarts.Witnessing a Gryffindor student being expelled is probably the most celebrated and anticipated thing a Slytherin student can do.

In fact, not only Slytherin House, but also the other two houses have students with the same idea.

Mrs. Hooch's promise was not widely publicized. The news was kept internally by Professor McGonagall and the Gryffindor team.

Even most of the little wizards in Gryffindor began to become pessimistic. Everyone looked at Dalia every day with a hint of sympathy without even realizing it.

"Don't worry, Percy, my overall score is good..."

Dalia cut the bread baked into the shape of a bat and replied with a disapproving smile.

"Spellcasting ability is only part of it. I still have advantages in terms of written exams and potions class scores."

"Besides, the reference standard of the Hogwarts School Board is my grade ranking. If I am above the middle range, I can successfully stay."

As Dalia said this, she looked at Harry with a gentle expression, who was fighting for chicken legs with Ron not far away.

"I can definitely pass the midterm exam because... I'm in Gryffindor."

"Above mid-level... Well, I've heard of this too -"

Percy nodded and subconsciously glanced at the hourglass near the bottom of the hall with some heartache.

Gryffindor House has been deducted a lot of points these days, most of which were lost by first-year students.

During private lobbying by Harry and Ron, many first-year students deliberately acted in class, causing their grades to become very poor.

During these days, professors from various subjects often complained to Professor McGonagall - the new students in Gryffindor had such a poor learning attitude and were extremely naughty.

Although Dalia is also trying to persuade everyone not to do this, the little wizards are obviously more stubborn than people imagined.

Neville was even bold enough to hand in a blank paper in Professor McGonagall's Transfiguration class, which really made Professor McGonagall very angry.

"Dalia saved my life, Grandma said, and no one in the Longbottom family is ungrateful."

In Professor McGonagall's office, Neville hesitated and said. He looked extremely scared, but he didn't dodge at all.

"If Dalia's grades are bad, then I am even less suitable - her talents in Potions, Charms, and Transfiguration are much better than mine!"

"Longbottom——" Professor McGonagall felt that she had many more wrinkles.

The stubbornness of the little Gryffindor wizards made her happy, but it also gave her a huge headache...

In the end, after verifying several times that the little wizards were not really not learning, but were just deliberately failing in homework and class, Professor McGonagall chose to ignore it.

Of course, the points that should be deducted will still be deducted. One-third of the points from Gryffindor House were deducted by McGonagall herself.

but……

Not everyone participated in the "Protect Dalia" campaign.

Among the rebellious Gryffindors, Hermione Granger naturally became particularly conspicuous.

It was difficult to widen the gap in the lower grade classroom knowledge in writing. With the intensive preview, Hermione quickly reached the upper limit.

When the proportion of practical operations and magic became more important, Hermione's performance in each class quickly surpassed Dalia and became the first in the grade.

Even Potions class is like this...

Hermione is obviously better at magic potions that involve spellcasting and compound magic processing.

——Just from the perspective of the magical effects of those decoctions, Dalia’s ones still taste better.