[HP] Become a new Hogwarts legend

It’s no secret that there’s no wizard who doesn’t love Quidditch.

Although he always complained that Victor was a Quidditch madman, Nolen joined the Durmstrang Falcons as soon as he entered school and became his substitute seeker.

She is as passionate about Quidditch as she is about the stars.

"Gryffindor, come on!"

Whenever a member of Gryffindor in a bright red uniform flew by, Nolen would wave his arms and shout with everyone regardless of the image.

It can be seen that the Gryffindor team is very skilled. Even under the siege of the Slytherin team, whose entire team is equipped with Nimbus 2001, they can rely on their skills to fly freely.

Just then, she saw the Slytherin team's beater - who must have been Bol - taking advantage of George to knock a Bludger away from Harry, and hit another player hard from behind. Bludgers only.

"Watch your back, George!" Nolen shouted without thinking.

George quickly lowered his broom to avoid it. The Bludger brushed his shoulder and flew to the other end of the field. The other Bludger was still chasing Harry.

"It's okay, brother," Fred shouted to George not far away, and hit the Bludger chasing Harry away hard.

"It's okay, look at Harry first, there's something wrong with that ball." George rubbed his bruised shoulder, glanced at the Gryffindor auditorium, and continued chasing the strange Bludger.

"There's something wrong with that Bludger!" Nolen shouted to Hermione in the noisy crowd.

"Then what should we do?" Hermione asked in panic when she saw Nolen taking out his wand.

Nolen tried to aim at the crazy Bludger, but the sky became increasingly gloomy, followed by fine raindrops. The rain obscured her sight, and the two Bludgers looked like only afterimages. The state is flying on the field.

"I can't aim at it, Hermione." Nolen wiped the rain from his face. George and Fred were now close to Harry, knocking the Bludgers away from him. "It's raining too much." , will accidentally hurt them."

"Sixty to zero, Slytherin leads"

They heard Lee Jordan report the situation on the field from the podium.

"We have to go find the teacher to solve the problem." Nolen pulled Hermione towards the audience.

"Mrs. Hooch has to pause the game," Hermione said, pointing to Mrs. Hooch flying in the sky.

Over there, Wood got George's signal and applied for a pause in the game, and seven red figures landed in the rain.

"Professor!" Nolen and the two rushed to Mrs. Hooch, "There is something wrong with that Bludger. It wants to kill Harry."

Mrs. Huo Qi paused and glanced at the two of them with puzzled eyes. She said categorically, "Don't be silly, girls. It has been locked in my office before the game. There can be no problems." "

"It's best to check it out, Professor." Nolen quickly blocked Mrs. Hooch's steps towards the Gryffindor team, "Let Professor McGonagall check it out, please."

"The game waits for no one, Lynn," the Slytherin team members sneered behind Mrs. Hooch.

"It depends on the opinions of the Gryffindor team members. Come back to the audience, girl." Mrs. Hooch ignored the two girls who spoke strangely and walked past them towards the Gryffindor team.

The rain was getting heavier and heavier. Nolen and Hermione looked at each other. She saw Harry and Wood nodding firmly to Mrs. Hooch, and saw the anger on the faces of Fred and George, and the laughter of the Slytherin team members behind them. It became more and more sudden, and she felt agitated for no reason.

The Gryffindor team members flew into the sky again, not knowing what Harry promised them. This time Fred and George devoted themselves wholeheartedly to stopping the remaining Bludger. They seemed to All his anger was directed at the Bludger. The extremely lethal Bludger flew through the air towards Derian, forcing him to hang upside down on the broom to avoid falling. The Quaffle fell into Angelina's hands. She ended the brief encounter with a nice throw.

"Excellent shot! Ten points for Gryffindor!"

Lee Jordan's loud voice echoed around the court.

"Slytherin is still ahead." Nolen stared closely at Harry's figure in the sky. Hermione beside him was still trying to aim at the Bludger. "Unless Harry can catch the Snitch."

"That's almost impossible! He's been being chased by that damn Bludger!" Hermione said with a trembling voice.

Harry was avoiding the cunning Bludger in a dizzying trajectory. He was flying close to the edge of the field like a roller coaster, with the Bludger chasing after him. He and Malfoy met in the air, one by one. After a beautiful roll, Malfoy, who couldn't dodge, was hit on the tail of his broom by the Bludger that followed him. He rolled a few times in the air before regaining his balance.

At this moment, Harry's figure paused in the air. He seemed to be affected by Malfoy's provocation and completely forgot about the threat of the Bludger. At this moment, a golden shadow flashed in front of Nolen's eyes again. Disappeared quickly.

Golden Snitch!

"Ah——" There was a sudden scream from the audience. Nolen saw Harry rushing towards the snitch in a twisted posture. Fred and George who were closest to him immediately turned around and rushed towards him, but it was still too late. Taking a step forward, the Bludger hit Harry's shoulder hard this time, and he was falling quickly to the ground.

"Buffering spell!" A silver-white barrier popped out from Nolen's wand, supporting Harry's back.

"Harry——"

"Harry——"

Hermione and Nolen rushed out, and the Gryffindor students also left the stands and flocked to Harry.

"Give way - let me treat Harry"

Lockhart pushed through the crowd and pushed towards the injured Harry. Nolan, who was squatting next to Harry, could not stop him. Instead, he was thrown out by his collar. He swayed and fell down in vain, falling into a hot embrace. .

Her back was close to the man's chest, and she could clearly feel the violent heartbeat and hot temperature behind her. The muscles of the arm around her waist were tight. Nolen patted his arm gently. , the strength on the waist was instantly relieved.

"Pay attention, Professor" a familiar voice sounded in his ears, with obvious anger.

"He should go to the hospital, not let that idiot get treatment!" Fred was desperately suppressing the crazy Bludger, and almost escaped several times. "Come and help, brother."

"Curse Stop" Nolen stepped forward and waved her wand. The Bludger that was struggling just now quickly calmed down. Nolen waved her wand again to clean it up for herself and Weasley.

Not knowing what good thing Lockhart had done, Hermione and Ron carried Harry towards the hospital wing. George looked up and saw Nolen visibly depressed.

"We saw you fiddling with your wand to try to save Harry," George said. They stuffed the remaining balls into the box, one person carrying them to the other, gesturing for Nolen to follow. "We also saw you went to see Mrs. Hooch. "

"But I didn't help at all." Nolen hugged their brooms and followed them.

"Hey, we can't handle this Bludger without you." George stopped, lowered his head and looked straight into Nolen's eyes, and said seriously.

Fred nodded in rare agreement, but the two people looked at each other for too long. He raised his leg impatiently and kicked George. He succeeded in getting his brother to fight back fiercely, and the three of them walked in fighting. Broom closet.

"Speaking of this Bludger - Mrs. Hooch said they have been locked in her office." Nolen recalled the various anomalies during the game, and some speculations gradually formed in his mind, "This is very strange."

"What's so strange? It must be those bastards from Slytherin," Fred said angrily.

"It can't be the so-called heir of Slytherin." George curled his lips disdainfully, "We don't believe that."

Nolen turned to look at them in confusion.

"What's wrong, we would rather believe that Harry is the so-called heir of Slytherin," George said pretending to be serious, "but that's impossible, Harry is a complete Gryffindor."

"I was thinking -" Nolen organized his words, "I have a friend who is a Quidditch fan. He often orders the house elves to put a tracking spell on the Bludgers to train his ability to dodge in the sky. "

"The tracking spell is a variant of the tracking spell. It was originally invented by house elves to carry luggage. Later, wizards improved the levitation spell. The tracking spell was only learned and spread among house elves."

"Are there house elves at Hogwarts too?"

"Of course," George replied, poking his head from behind the rows of brooms.

"Ahem" Fred cleared his throat, looked at George with a smile, and then imitated the house elf in a long, sharp voice.

"I'll be happy to serve you, my dear lady! Would you like some jam tarts?" He almost doubled over with laughter. "Look - if you come into the kitchen hungry, they'll fill you up with all the food. Fill your stomach”

"I prefer marmalade sandwiches." Nolen covered his mouth and smiled, rolling his eyes, "So how did you get in?"

Fred and George stopped laughing and looked at each other mysteriously.

"To express our gratitude, Brother Weasley is here to guide you." George opened the door to the broom room and stretched out his hand in a gesture of invitation.

They returned to the castle and walked down through the auditorium. After turning a few corners, a wide stone corridor appeared in front of them, decorated with various food paintings everywhere.

Fred and George stopped in front of an oil painting of a large silver bowl filled with various fruits, and she felt strange.

"Scratch it" George leaned against the wall and looked at her with a smile.

"What?" Nolen stretched out his hand and hovered above it, hesitantly staring at the two people snickering in front of him.

George spread his hands and looked at the confused Nolen with a playful expression. He suddenly took Nolen's hand, hooked her fingers and gently scratched the pear on the painting.

Fred smiled and coughed twice and turned his head away. The pear in the painting giggled like him, and finally turned into a doorknob. The painting opened, and behind him was the kitchen of Hogwarts, with hundreds of them in it. The house elf, Nolen, stayed at the door of the kitchen, looking a little surprised.

"That's not necessary, brother." Fred smiled and poked George's ribs with his elbow, receiving a more violent elbow from his brother.

Noren stood there blankly, surrounded by a group of elves wearing white tea towels. They all smiled and curtsied to her. To be honest, she had seen more house elves in all these years. Not as much as I saw today.

She took a cup of steaming cocoa and was invited by the elves to sit down at the table. Fred and George looked much more natural. They walked around the kitchen, each holding a glass of pumpkin juice and a lot of food. sat down at the table.

"How could I forget? Food cannot be conjured." Nolen took the cake sent by the house elf and nodded to express his gratitude. His eyes as big and protruding as tennis balls were filled with tears in an instant, and he muttered He ran away quickly saying, "My distinguished lady actually thanked me."

"You look very shocked." Fred took a bite of the cream cake and raised his eyebrows at Nolen, "Tsk, the famous Lynn family."

"Because I have never seen so many house elves." Nolen did not ignore the dissatisfaction in Fred's tone because he was in a good mood, "You are always prejudiced against me."

Fred and George exchanged a look, lowered their heads and drank the pumpkin juice loudly, a little nonchalantly.

"Because you don't understand my family - the same goes for those in Slytherin." Nolen took a sip of hot cocoa and said dullly, "We have never shied away from mentioning our Muggle ancestors, and we have never claimed to be pure The Blood Family. The family's manor is hidden deep in the forest, and through the forest is a lively Muggle town. Wizards and Muggles live together without distinction."

"Our dad is very curious about Muggle society. He likes to collect and study some Muggle items, and he is also very friendly to Muggles." Fred chewed a piece of jam pie, speaking a little slurred.

"We love Muggle pastimes, like tricks," George added.

"Not only Muggles, in our education, the house elves who take care of our lives and the goblins who help us harvest are worthy of respect-"

"respect!"

Nolen's words were interrupted by the screams of the house elves beside him. They looked a little excited.

"Will is the only house elf in the manor and my best friend. He gets paid and gets holidays-"

"Oh my God! This is wrong! Dear lady, this is an insult!"

The house elves around them suddenly became excited, and they all punished themselves by banging their heads against the sharp places around them. This obviously frightened Nolen. She stood up helplessly and stretched out her hand to stop them.

"Let's go, Miss Idiot." George reacted first, dragging Nolen and was about to walk out. At this time, the group of elves gathered around again, scrambling to stuff various cakes and snacks into their hands, etc. The door was closed behind them, and the three of them had their arms filled with all kinds of food.

"You're kidding, Linn." George was rare and serious, "Don't mention your family's tricks in front of the house elves here. You have to know that in their eyes, they were born to serve wizards."

"Aren't they part of the family?" Nolen held the things tightly in his arms and sped up to catch up behind the two long-limbed boys.

"Tsk, Mummy definitely wants the house elf to be part of our family," Fred said.

"Those ancient and wealthy families don't think so," George added, "You are the only one who thinks so, Miss Idiot."

"You gave me another nickname!" Nolen said angrily.

"It's not a nickname if it's vivid, Miss Idiot," Fred reminded with a smile.

The three people were noisy in the corridor, and they stopped fighting until they reached the door of the lounge.