HP: I just wanted to drop out of school, but I saved the world

On Sunday night, seventh-year Flint stormed into the common room.

He was so excited that he lifted Jian Yu into the air and spun her around like Rafiki the mandrill in The Lion King lifted up Simba.

"Jade! Your game console is amazing!"

"Great invention! Just like Bowman Wright inventing the Golden Snitch!"

The Quidditch captain talked excitedly about the miraculous effects of the Quidditch game in simulating actual combat, and strongly requested Jian Yu to set up more positions, preferably covering 7 players, so that he could explain to each team member.

"Good advice. Do you have any other ideas for other games?"

Jian Yu happily recorded these suggestions so that the Lemay couple could improve the product.

In her latest letter, Perenal urged her to think of more features and game optimization solutions.

Just treat it as after-sales service and opinion collection, she thought.

Flint's talk didn't stop with his suggestions.

He went on to talk about his plans for a Quidditch career after graduation, seeming a little confused.

"My family didn't agree with me playing professionally. They thought flying around on a broomstick wasn't decent enough." At this point, his enthusiasm faded a little. "Originally, they weren't very happy about me joining the college team."

This was perhaps the only thing he envied about Gryffindor captain Oliver Wood. Ever since they first met on the field, they had identified each other as sworn enemies. Every time they shook hands before a game, they wanted to break each other's fingers.

There are endless incidents of competing for training venues and trying to find out the training information of the other team through various means.

"Oliver Wood doesn't have these worries! Ha!" He made an angry sound through his nose, "He just boasted that he would go to Puddlemere United for a trial, and his family all supported him - how abominable!"

"Besides," Flint clenched his fists, angrily and self-reproachfully, "Can't our team win the trophy once? Wood was so happy in the fifth year, and this year Slytherin must win!"

Jane Yu could do nothing about the Quidditch trophy, after all, she knew nothing about it.

But she still has some ideas about Quidditch career.

"Professor Slughorn will be at school tomorrow," she informed the distressed Quidditch captain. "The professor has some connections at the Holyhead Harpies, and he's now in charge of career planning... I thought this news might be helpful to you."

Flint's eyes lit up.

But after a few seconds his eyes dimmed again, and after half a minute of silence he spoke:

"Alas - you may not know this, but the Holyhead Harpies only recruit witches."

During the 30 seconds of silence, he was already thinking about going to Snape's office to ask if there was a potion that could change his gender.

Flint patted his head, trying to sober himself up.

He patted Jian Yu's shoulder heavily and forced a smile.

"Thank you for the tip!" He took her advice. "I'll talk to Professor Slughorn if he has time."

Gemma Farley has the same confusion. She has just entered seventh grade and is a little confused about life after graduation.

Hearing Flint and Jian Yu chatting, she came over and joined the conversation.

"I'd rather work for the Ministry of Magic. The Department of Magical Law Enforcement or the Department of International Magical Cooperation are both good options." Gemma was a little worried. She had expressed her headache in her correspondence with Jane Yu during the summer. "My grades are up to par, but I don't think the Farley family will be able to give me much support."

She sighed and continued:

"I talked to Dean Snape about career planning two years ago, but his workload is so heavy...he can't take care of everyone."

“He did give me some advice, but it was grades…something was missing.”

Jian Yu suggested that she also go talk to Slughorn. Apparently these two people met his standards for collecting talents.

"I will." Gemma smiled at her and took out the game console and shook it for a while. "Let's talk about something lighthearted! Speaking of which, this product is really great!"

She originally paid a deposit to buy Jian Yu's game console just to support this schoolmate's career, but she didn't expect that after getting the console, she became addicted after playing for only half a day.

"Flying Evil Bird, my score reached 940 points."

This game was one that Gemma had chosen at random, and because her obsession made the bird fly further, she hadn't had time to play the others.

She couldn't help but recall the moment she started the game -

In the dormitory.

After the game starts, a big "tap" appears on the evil bird made up of small grids, and a row of small words below it reads the rules of the game: keep tapping to prevent the evil bird from falling to the ground.

"what is this?"

Before she could react, the game started counting down.

3——2——1——

She tried pressing a few buttons, and the evil bird made a high-pitched weird cry and crashed into the tree trunk.

It screamed, fell to the ground with a plop, and died.

Game Over.

Gemma stared at the evil bird with its feet up in the air in disbelief, and planned to do it again -

The bird couldn't fly over the two tree trunks and crashed into them head-on.

It died again.

This good-tempered and well-mannered class leader swallowed the curse words that were about to come out of his mouth and clicked the restart button again.

This time she finally understood how to operate it. By pressing the buttons in a rhythmic manner, she could make the bird rise higher and fly forward, avoiding the tree trunks.

She pressed the button carefully, allowing the evil bird to fly over a dozen tree trunks intact and unfortunately crash.

"Is this unavoidable?"

Gemma played a few more games and finally turned off the console in anger.

She checked her pocket watch.

It was clearly five o'clock in the afternoon a few minutes ago, how come it's already six o'clock, the lunch time?

Is time flowing faster?

Have I really been playing for this long?

With suspicion, she changed into her wizard robe and prepared to go to the auditorium for dinner, but she accidentally glanced at the game console on the table.

The new and old grudges from the previous hour came flooding back to her mind, and she opened the game again as if possessed.

Just play it.

she thought.

Mistake, mistake, I pressed it 0.3 seconds too fast.

Let's have another try. We have plenty of time.

Surprise, surprise, 0.2 seconds slower.

The last one doesn't count, I'll go have dinner after this one—

Isn’t this tree trunk so tall? Why is it so tall?

Why is the passage so narrow?

So Gemma stood at the table and played "Flying Evil Bird" for another two hours, and successfully broke through 940 points!

She didn't rush out until her roommate came back.

But I found that the supply in the auditorium had been stopped long ago!

The thoughts were pulled back.

"I want to send two cages of evil birds to the person who came up with this game." Gemma showed a devilish smile, "I feel like I'm getting manic, like I'm going to turn into an evil bird for this game - I saw the thanks on the game console, could this be designed by you?"

Jian Yu was quiet.

The idea for this game was given to Perenal by her and was inspired by Flappy Bird.

But looking at Gemma, who was covered in black air, she thought it would be better not to say anything and expose herself.

But even the good student Gemma loves it so much, I guess she will be able to make a fortune soon!

"Of course not, but I will give your feedback to the producers."

Jian Yu rarely showed a perfect 15° smile.