Weasley is our king at Hogwarts

After teaching Peeves a lesson, Fred and the three walked out of the basement and came to the auditorium, only to find that the auditorium was empty, with almost no one around!

"No!" Fred finally realized, "Class is on!"

And the first class in the afternoon was Professor McGonagall’s Transfiguration class!Gotta get back quickly!

Fred ran to the Transfiguration classroom on the second floor!

The wooden-colored spire door of the Transfiguration classroom is wide open!Haven't you started class yet?Fred rushed into the classroom still holding on to some illusion.

But the situation in the classroom broke Fred's fantasy. The classroom was full of first-year wizards. They were quietly lying on the table and writing on the parchment with quills. Not one of them People speak.

Behind the podium at the end of the classroom, Professor McGonagall, who was wearing a tall wizard hat, raised his head, pushed the frame of his glasses with the hand holding the pen, looked at the three Freds who had just rushed in, and said, "I You guys who want to enter Hogwarts for almost a month, you shouldn’t get lost, right? Fred? George? Li Jordan?”

Fred rubbed his head in embarrassment, "I'm so sorry, Professor McGonagall, but Peeves is on our way."

Professor McGonagall nodded after hearing this. Although he was a little unhappy, it was common for Peeves to often obstruct students in class, and Professor McGonagall didn't take it seriously.

But what Professor McGonagall may not have expected is that this time it was not Peeves bullying the students, but the students bullying Peeves.

So Professor McGonagall replied: "Then find a seat and sit down first. Before the end of get out of class today, I have to hand in a 5-inch parchment paper. The title of the paper is "The Mutual Transformation of Matches and Needles."

The three of them obediently sat in the empty seats at the back of the professor, borrowed paper and pens from here and there, and started writing the paper.

Although it was very easy for Fred to use a match to change a needle, it was still a bit difficult for him to write a paper on 5-inch parchment paper. Fred couldn't figure out why Professor McGonagall wanted to make something that could be explained clearly in a few sentences. They were written on 5-inch parchment paper.

But there was no other way, Fred had to scratch his ears and cheeks to hold back one nonsense after another, and when the class was about to end, he finally handed in a full 5 inches of parchment.

"get out of class is over!" After Professor McGonagall collected all the papers from the little wizards, she stood up and announced the end of get out of class.

After attending classes all afternoon, Fred was already hungry, so the three of them went down the stairs to the auditorium to eat.

While Fred was happily cooking, a group of senior wizards wearing Gryffindor Quidditch protective armor walked in from outside the great hall.

They were ragged, panting, holding broomsticks, and walked to the Gryffindor table and sat down. Everyone couldn't wait to pick up the food on the table with both hands and gnawed it, as if they were a group of starving ghosts reincarnated. !

Charlie took the lead and came in. Charlie, who was sitting next to Fred, could still eat with a knife and fork gracefully, but he was obviously eating in a hurry.

While drinking black tea, Fred waited for Charlie's eating speed to slow down before asking, "Charlie, have you been training so horribly recently? Look at your team members, they are almost fighting with the food. .”

Charlie held the knife and fork in both hands, shrugged and said, "No way, we are about to face the first Quidditch match of this semester. In addition, there are a lot of new players recruited this year. If we don't train hard, we may not be able to win this year." Gryffindor won’t get good grades!”

"Is there going to be a game soon? When?!" George stretched out his head as soon as he heard Quidditch and asked with his head on his long neck.

"Well, the first game will almost start in one month. On the weekends of the first and third weeks of November, there will be two games, Gryffindor versus Slytherin." Charlie finished. He picked up a red strawberry and put it in his mouth.

"What about the other houses?" Fred was a little surprised, why in November Charlie only mentioned that Gryffindor was going to face Slytherin, but not the other two houses.

"It's scheduled for the next few months. The Hogwarts Quidditch League is a rally. There won't be a winner in one semester, and it will last for a whole school year!" Charlie struggled with a piece of browned mutton chop with both hands. While talking, he said.

"A school year?! Does that mean it won't be until June next year?" Fred was shocked.

"Yes, almost. Let me think about it. The second and fourth weeks of November are Hufflepuff vs. Ravenclaw, next February it will be Ravenclaw vs. Slytherin, and March will be us vs. Hufflepuff. Hufflepuff, May is Hufflepuff vs. Slytherin and us vs. Ravenclaw." Charlie said after swallowing the last bite of potatoes while drinking hot black tea comfortably.

Fred counted on his fingers. Although the schedule was very separated in time, the competition system was very fair. Each college had to compete with the other three colleges.

Originally, Fred planned to go to the dormitory with George after dinner to continue studying broomstick books, but Fred suddenly thought that Charlie, a professional athlete who had played Quidditch for seven years, was there. The members of the Gryffindor Quidditch team are here too!

The so-called three stooges are like Zhuge Liang. What if one of them can help him and George fix Nimbus 1998? !

So Fred asked, "Charlie, do you know how to repair a broken broomstick? Like Nimbus 1998."

"Nimbus 1998?!" All the members of the Gryffindor Quidditch team looked at Fred!