Chapter 28 Steam Queen

　At night, in Professor McGonagall's office, Professor McGonagall was correcting students' homework. Because there were so many homework assignments, Professor McGonagall had a lot more work than other professors.

　　"Meow~"

　　A black cat squatted beside Professor McGonagall's desk.

　　"What's the matter, Egg? If possible, I hope you can go back to bed early." Professor McGonagall waved the wand in her hand and closed the door: "Okay, if you have anything to say, tell me immediately."

　　The cat's body shape changed, and Egg appeared in front of Professor McGonagall: "Let me recommend an excellent seeker to you."

　　"Are you recommending yourself? It seems that you have practiced a lot?" Professor McGonagall looked at Egg and couldn't help but want to laugh: "I can help you apply to Professor Dumbledore."

　　"No, no, no, although I can ride pretty well, I don't have much interest in Quidditch." Egg waved his hand: "I'm talking about Harry, he is a natural Quidditch player."

　　"Don't tell me that you took that child to ride Egg on the broomstick." Professor McGonagall looked at Egg with serious eyes: "This is very dangerous."

　　"Not yet, but he is indeed very talented. I assure you, after all, his father is James Potter." Iger laughed: "I am just thinking about the academy. You must know that Slytherin is already seven years old." A consecutive championship."

　　Professor McGonagall was a little hesitant. Egger's words really moved her. She had missed the trophy for seven consecutive years, which made her often avoid Snape and made the elderly Professor McGonagall feel very embarrassed.

　　As long as it brings honor to the college, what does it mean to violate school rules? !

　　Most of Gryffindor's courage is spent breaking school rules!

　　"I plan to take Harry to the outskirts of Hogsmeade to practice tomorrow. You can watch there. I am very good at levitating spells and apparating. You don't have to worry." Egg laughed.

　　Professor McGonagall pursed her lips tightly and kept thinking about what Iger said. Compared to the Academy Cup, maybe a small violation of school rules is not a big problem?

　　"Well, good night~" Egg looked at Professor McGonagall and smiled, his figure shrunk again, and he walked quietly in the corridor at night.

　　Then a somewhat suppressed sound of fright came, and Fred patted his chest and looked at Egg's figure.

　　"It scared me to death. I thought it was Mrs. Norris..." Fred breathed a sigh of relief.

　　"What's wrong?" George appeared at the corner of the corridor holding a pile of snacks.

　　Egger looked around and stood up with a spin: "Good evening, gentlemen..."

　　"Cool..." the twin brothers said in unison as they looked at Egg.

　　"You turn out to be an Animagus, Egg." Fred said in a suppressed voice.

　　"I have been practicing for a long time. Maybe you can give it a try. Professor McGonagall will be willing to help you." Egg looked at the two of them with a smile.

　　"Will you be willing to deduct points for us..." George came over and handed Egger a piece of pastry.

　　"No, she taught me." Iger grinned.

　　I originally planned to lend them the Marauder's Map to play with, but considering that my appearance might cause some butterfly effects, it would be bad if the two of them saw Peter Pettigrew...

　　"I suggest you go back to the dormitory quickly, otherwise Filch will go crazy again." Egg smiled: "Good night, you two."

　　The two looked at each other.

　　"Maybe we should really learn from the Animagus..."

　　"Help each other…"

　　Early the next morning, Egger was dragged out of bed by Harry and Ron who couldn't wait. Guoba screamed and waved his little paws at the two people, apparently dissatisfied with the two disturbing Egger's sleep.

　　"I told you, this is against school rules." Hermione said angrily.

　　"So you still followed?" Iger grinned.

　　Hermione felt a little unsure: "I'm just afraid that something will happen to you."

　　Harry and Ron were snickering from behind, and Egg also wanted to laugh. He led a few people to a statue and opened a secret passage, and led the three of them in quickly.

　　"There is actually a secret passage here? How did you know about it, Egg?" Ron was a little surprised.

　　"There are many secrets in the castle. There are seven secret passages in total. It's up to you whether you can find them." Egg nodded and answered Ron's words in an evasive way. Several people poked their heads in Honeydukes' cellar.

　　Ten minutes later, on the outskirts of Hogsmeade, Egg took out three small broomsticks from his pocket, spread his hands, and the three broomsticks suddenly became normal size.

　　"Where did you find so many brooms?" Ron was a little surprised: "It turned out to be two comets..."

　　Harry looked at the slender broom in the middle, with a row of words carved on the top of the broom: Nimbus 2001.

　　"At Hogwarts, help can always be found for those who deserve it." Egg waved his hand and motioned for the three of them to stand next to the broom.

　　He found the remaining two brooms in the Room of Requirement, where there were simply too many brooms...

　　"Reach out to the broom and say: Get up, and be careful to bring some emotion." Egger said.

　　"Get up!" Harry said as he looked at the broom, and Nimbus 2001 flew into his hand.

　　Harry stared in surprise. In the darkness, a tabby cat looked at Harry with its mouth slightly open.

　　"Get up!" Ron saw Harry's appearance, stretched out his hand and said to the broom.

　　With a bang, the broom hit Ron's face, and Harry and Hermione laughed immediately.

　　"Don't laugh..." Ron spent a long time before finally letting the broom fly into his hands.

　　Hermione looked at Egg, stretched out her hand and whispered: "Get up!"

　　Thank God, the broom flew into Hermione's hand. Egger will never forget the way Hermione was stomped by the broom in the Granger backyard with tears in her eyes.

　　"Very good, basically okay." Egg nodded: "Start with Harry, Hermione, give me the broom."

　　Taking the broom handed over by Hermione, Egger leaned on the broom and flew into the air above the heads of several people with a whoosh.

　　"Harry, get on the broom and push on the ground."

　　Harry did as Egger said, and the broom flew up with a roar. Harry looked at the broom under him in surprise.

　　Egger took out a small stone from his pocket: "I'll throw the stone out here. You must catch it before it falls to the ground."

　　As soon as he finished speaking, Egger threw the stone suddenly. Harry was stunned, then turned the direction of the broom and chased after him.

　　Egg threw it with great force, and the small stone whizzed away into the distance. Harry looked at the direction in which the stone fell and swooped down, grabbing the stone in his hand.

　　Seeing Harry falling from the sky in excitement, Ron screamed in excitement.

　　"How do you feel?" Egg looked at Harry.

　　Harry's heartbeat was a little fast: "I feel like it can be a little faster..."

　　"A very good talent." A serious voice sounded, and the tall and thin figure of Professor McGonagall suddenly appeared next to several people.

　　Harry and the three of them were so frightened that their faces turned pale.

　　"Good morning, Professor McGonagall." Egger smiled: "With such a talent, I think Professor Dumbledore will make an exception and let him join the team."

　　"A fifty-foot dive, you scared me Egg." Professor McGonagall pursed her lips, but she seemed a little excited. She looked at Harry: "A dive at that speed, not even a scratch on the skin, Follow me, Potter."

　　With that said, Professor McGonagall hurriedly took Harry away.

　　"Harry won't be expelled, right?" Ron looked at Egg with a bitter face.

　　"Of course not. I applied to Professor McGonagall last night to bring you out today, and Harry will soon join the Gryffindor Quidditch team." Egg shook his head: "Harry is on Quidditch. He has talent, his father is the best Seeker among the students in the past century, and there is one in the trophy room, this is talent."

　　Ron looked very excited: "Can I do that?"

　　"I think it can't be..." Iger shook his head: "But it should be possible in the future."

　　"Okay..." Ron shrugged a little disappointedly: "I think we should help Harry celebrate."

　　"I agree. How about having a banquet in the kitchen tonight?" Egger nodded.

　　…

　　The news that Harry had been approved as Gryffindor's new Seeker had caused quite a stir in the school, and the matter had been discussed in recent days.

　　"I've never ridden a broom, and my grandma never let me."

　　On Thursday morning, Neville said in the sunlight-filled auditorium.

　　Harry and Ron felt that it made sense for Neville's grandmother to be close to his grandmother, because even if Neville had both feet on the ground, something unpredictable might happen.

　　"You're just too unsure Neville." Egg was lying on the table, biting a long straw in his mouth. The straw was connected to the cup in his hand: "Actually, I really think you are quite confident. He is talented, at least you can see it in the herbal medicine class."

　　"Maybe it's because Professor Sprout is the only one who doesn't reprimand me..." Neville said somewhat unconfidently.

　　"Didn't you already master the flying spell I taught you?" Egger laughed: "This is not a spell that first-year students can master."

　　"What Egg said is right." Hermione sat next to Egg and looked at Neville: "You are indeed too unsure of yourself. In fact, you can do better."

　　"I think so." Neville still had the same unconfident attitude.

　　Egg felt that Neville's behavior might be due to his parents, but more likely it was because his grandma was too strict with him.

　　It was another routine owl rain, and an owl flew to Neville and handed him a small package.

　　"This is a memory ball." Neville opened the package and said, "Grandma knows that I always have no memory. She will tell you if there is something you forgot to do. Just squeeze it tightly, like this, if It turned red, oh..."

　　Neville's face suddenly grew long, and the memory ball in his hand shone red: "It means you have forgotten something."

　　"The problem now must be that you have forgotten something, right?" Egg laughed.

　　Not far away, Malfoy passed the Gryffindor table and subconsciously grabbed Neville's memory ball.

　　Harry and Ron jumped up, probably for some reason, hoping to have a fight with Malfoy.

　　"Get out!" Egg turned to look at Malfoy.

　　Malfoy watched Egg's expression change, and then he realized that Egg had been lying opposite Neville...

　　Malfoy quickly stuffed the memory ball into Neville's arms and left in a hurry.

　　In the distance, Professor McGonagall was walking towards this side. What just happened seemed to have caught her attention.

　　"A very good deterrent, Mr. Morises." A smile appeared on Professor McGonagall's serious face, he nodded to a few people, turned and left.

　　"Let me just say that Professor McGonagall has always been biased towards us." Egger laughed.

　　Ron looked at Egger strangely: "You only used a magic spell to scare him into this kind of virtue?"

　　"Of course there are other reasons..." Egg nodded: "For example, the magic spell blew up an entire wall..."

　　"Wow..." Harry laughed.

　　"Egg has always been Slytherin's nightmare." Wood came over and said hello to several people.

　　"I can't even beat him."

　　"Don't dare to scold me."

　　Fred and George followed Wood.

　　Wood looked at Harry: "Professor McGonagall has asked for leave for you from this afternoon's flying lesson. What you have to do in the afternoon is to practice Quidditch with us."

　　Then Wood looked at Egger sadly: "It would be better if you could join. I have watched you fly Egger, and your level is very high."

　　"But I'm really not very interested in Quidditch." Egg smiled.

　　"What a pity. If you join the team, I will give you my bat." Fred squeezed Hermione away from Iger and sat next to Iger and put her arm around his shoulders.

　　"Perhaps you can blow Slytherin's head off." George squeezed Harry away and sat on the other side of Egg.

　　The way Egg looked at them, he didn't know whether they were talking about hitting bludgers or hitting the Slytherin players in the head.

　　"Remember that Flint?" Wood looked at Egg and smiled: "He is now the captain of the Slytherin team."

　　As he spoke, Egger pointed towards the long table of Slytherin. Egger turned his head and saw a tall, strong buck-toothed boy dodging his gaze.

　　"His buck teeth seem to be bigger?" Iger frowned.

　　"The place you focus on is really strange." Wood smiled and nodded: "But it is indeed bigger."

　　"Slytherin's classic tactic relies on size to push the opponent off the broom, so they obviously have an advantage over the bean sprouts of Ravenclaw." Wood frowned and looked in the direction of Slytherin: "Then A pig-like build is easy to find in Slytherin."

　　"It's an advantage for us, too." Fred shrugged.

　　"We have been losing for seven consecutive years..." George poked Wood's scar mercilessly. UU Reading www.uukanshu.net

　　"It's different. This year we have the first Seeker to join the team at Hogwarts in thousands of years." Wood looked at the few people with excitement.

　　Egg chuckled, I hope, if I remember correctly, you still lost this year...

　　…

　　Around three o'clock in the afternoon, Egg and Hermione wandered onto the lawn of the flying class.

　　"I bet that with a good kiss, something will happen to Neville..." Egg whispered in Hermione's ear.

　　Hermione turned red and rolled her eyes: "Neville wouldn't."

　　"A bet?" Egger looked expectantly.

　　"Just bet..." Hermione's face turned red.

　　A few minutes later, as Mrs. Hooch's whistle sounded, Neville lived up to expectations and made a problem. Before the whistle sounded, he threw himself high into the sky.

　　Seeing Neville getting taller and taller, the lawn was filled with exclamations of surprise.

　　"Neville is coming..." Egg pointed the wand in his hand, and Neville's figure quickly fell from the air. Egg held up his left hand, and Neville landed firmly on the ground.

　　Then Iger waved his hand to recall the crazy broom.

　　"Ten points from Gryffindor for your quick response, Mr. Morisseus."

　　Mrs. Hoqi hurried over and checked whether there were any missing parts on Neville's body. Neville looked at Egg with a pale face.

　　"Eger, thank you."

　　"You're welcome." Egg said with a smile, while Hermione's face turned red.

　　Seeing the students surrounding Neville, Egg pointed at his face: "Here..."

　　The little girl tapped her foot lightly and kissed Iger quickly on the face, then turned her head away with a red face.

　　Looking at the steaming steam girl beside him, Aige smiled like a little fox.