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Chapter 60 I'll take care of the broomstick
After some testing, the results surprised Remy.
The person with the most magic power turned out to be Ron, and he surpassed No. 2 by nearly two hundred, reaching an astonishing 985 magic points!
This magic power is almost the same as that of a standard unit. In other words, Ron's magic power is now almost the same as that of an ordinary adult wizard!
Hermione looked at Ron with a complicated expression. She couldn't figure out why Ron, who looked ordinary and even a little silly, had magical power that far exceeded hers.
Could it be that the stupider the person, the more magical power they have?
"It seems that pure-blood wizards do have a certain first-mover advantage... Of course, it may also be related to the food you grew up eating and the environment in which you live."
Remy glanced at Hermione before continuing.
"But people all have their limits. Maybe you can reach the upper limit faster than Muggle-born wizards, but it doesn't mean that your upper limit is higher than Muggle-born wizards... This requires more data to reach the final conclusion. Conclusion," Remy said.
Ron chuckled, showing a slightly satisfied smile, and then put his arms around Remy's neck.
"Come on, Remy, pure-blood families still have a slight advantage, probably in magic power...but I don't have any special talent in magic learning. You may be able to surpass me in this aspect." Ron said.
Remy glanced at Ron lightly, then stretched out his hand to press the crystal ball, and raised the crystal ball in front of Ron.
Looking at the numbers rolling on the crystal ball, Ron counted carefully.
One, ten, one hundred, one thousand, ten thousand...one hundred thousand? ? ?
"Did you cheat? 23? How is this possible???" Ron asked with wide eyes and disbelief.
"How many??"
"23 million?!!!"
"how can that be?"
"We only have four or five hundred, and Remy has 23???"
"It must be cheating. After all, this crystal ball belongs to Remy."
"That's right...wait a minute, isn't this a prank toy?"
"Maybe."
……
The sudden questioning didn't make Remy angry, but it aroused his competitive spirit.
"It's fine if you don't say it and just question it in your heart. Since you said it, you still said it in front of me, so I have to prove it to you today."
With that said, Remy stuffed the crystal ball into his pocket, and then rolled up his sleeves.
"Today I will let you experience the magic that most likely only I can use!"
As he spoke, Remy raised his hand and made a boxer's starting motion.
Wave after wave of magic power surged into Remy's fist and condensed on Remy's fist.
At first, the surrounding students could only feel the magic appearing, but soon, they were shocked to find that they could not only feel the magic, but they could even directly see the magic on Remy's fist!
As if wearing a pair of purple boxing gloves, Remy punched his fists together.
This move is simple and unpretentious, it simply uses magic power to concentrate on the fist.
Remy always felt that it was a physical move rather than a real magic, so he would hardly use it like this.
But today, in order to prove that he has enough magic, Remy chose to use it.
"Which kid wants to try my magic glove? Come forward!" Remy raised his eyebrows and said.
Gudong~
Ron swallowed in fear, and then suddenly got a shock.
"You...why are you staring at me? I didn't say..."
As if thinking of something, Ron quickly turned back, and then his expression changed.
I saw that the classmates who were very close to him had moved away from him at some point, and now he and Remy were the only ones within a two-meter radius.
With a twitch in his mouth, Ron quickly retracted his arm and took a step back.
"I didn't come forward, you..."
"According to the theory of relativity, you are still stepping forward... suffer death, Ron!"
"You're not serious, are you?"
"What do you think? Whoa, whoa, whoa, take your life!"
"Boiled!"
Ron quickly turned around and ran away.
He ran, he chased, and soon the two of them disappeared into the square.
Chasing Ron all the way into the castle, Remy followed behind, baring his teeth and claws to scare Ron. Suddenly, there was a bang and a scream that startled both of them.
"what!"
Remy quickly stopped and turned to look.
He thought he accidentally hit someone and was about to apologize, but when Remy saw the person he had hit clearly, Remy suddenly became happy.
"Hey, isn't this Peeves?" Remy said with a smile.
Peeves covered his nose and floated in the air. He looked at Remy's fist and suddenly screamed for some reason, and then his body suddenly disappeared.
This startled Remy, and then he subconsciously looked at his fist.
"What happened? How did it escape?" Ron came over and said, "But you have to be careful, Peeves is very vindictive."
"Oh, okay, I understand." After coming back to his senses, Remy dissipated the magic power on his fist. This action made Ron relax.
"Come on, let's go back to the dormitory and wait for Harry, and then we'll go find Hagrid together," Remy said.
"Ah, yes, I almost forgot about it."
Taking one last look at the place where Peeves disappeared, Remy returned to Gryffindor's dormitory with Ron.
Before they could return to the dormitory, they met Harry and Hermione on the way.
I don't know how they met together. Harry must have gone back to look for them.
"How's it going, Harry? Professor McGonagall didn't deduct points from you, right?" Ron asked worriedly.
"No." Harry smiled and shook his head: "Not only was there no point deduction, Professor McGonagall also took me to meet the captain of the Gryffindor House team."
"House team? Quidditch team?!"
"Yes, Professor McGonagall intends for me to join the Gryffindor House Quidditch team and serve as a seeker... although I still don't know what this seeker does."
"Oh my God! I actually asked you to be the Seeker? That is the most dazzling position on the Quidditch team! Tell me, what did Professor McGonagall tell you?"
……
While walking and chatting along the way, Harry shared with the three of them what he had just experienced and his thoughts.
"You don't know, I was almost nervous to death after being called away by Professor McGonagall, until Professor McGonagall took me to the Dark Arts classroom and called out a senior named Wood from the classroom."
"Oh, Wood! I know him, he's the captain of the Gryffindor Quidditch team, he's the keeper!"
"Really? I don't know that. He said he would give me a detailed introduction to the rules of Quidditch on Wednesday night and then officially start training."
"That's cool! Can I come along and see it?"
"Uh... well... I'll ask Captain Wood later. I'm not sure if he will agree."
……
Listening to the two people's chat, Remy felt something in his heart.
Now that Harry has successfully joined the Quidditch team, as Harry's friend, he should provide Harry with some help.
"Harry, I remember you don't have your own broomstick, right?" Remy asked.
"Oh, yes, Wood said that I need Nimbus 2000 or Sweep Seven Stars, but I can't go to Diagon Alley to buy these things now... and they may not sell them to me. After all, I am a first-year student. ." Harry said, scratching his hair.
"Oh, my dear friend, have you forgotten what my profession is? Feel free to leave the broomstick to me!"
The person with the most magic power turned out to be Ron, and he surpassed No. 2 by nearly two hundred, reaching an astonishing 985 magic points!
This magic power is almost the same as that of a standard unit. In other words, Ron's magic power is now almost the same as that of an ordinary adult wizard!
Hermione looked at Ron with a complicated expression. She couldn't figure out why Ron, who looked ordinary and even a little silly, had magical power that far exceeded hers.
Could it be that the stupider the person, the more magical power they have?
"It seems that pure-blood wizards do have a certain first-mover advantage... Of course, it may also be related to the food you grew up eating and the environment in which you live."
Remy glanced at Hermione before continuing.
"But people all have their limits. Maybe you can reach the upper limit faster than Muggle-born wizards, but it doesn't mean that your upper limit is higher than Muggle-born wizards... This requires more data to reach the final conclusion. Conclusion," Remy said.
Ron chuckled, showing a slightly satisfied smile, and then put his arms around Remy's neck.
"Come on, Remy, pure-blood families still have a slight advantage, probably in magic power...but I don't have any special talent in magic learning. You may be able to surpass me in this aspect." Ron said.
Remy glanced at Ron lightly, then stretched out his hand to press the crystal ball, and raised the crystal ball in front of Ron.
Looking at the numbers rolling on the crystal ball, Ron counted carefully.
One, ten, one hundred, one thousand, ten thousand...one hundred thousand? ? ?
"Did you cheat? 23? How is this possible???" Ron asked with wide eyes and disbelief.
"How many??"
"23 million?!!!"
"how can that be?"
"We only have four or five hundred, and Remy has 23???"
"It must be cheating. After all, this crystal ball belongs to Remy."
"That's right...wait a minute, isn't this a prank toy?"
"Maybe."
……
The sudden questioning didn't make Remy angry, but it aroused his competitive spirit.
"It's fine if you don't say it and just question it in your heart. Since you said it, you still said it in front of me, so I have to prove it to you today."
With that said, Remy stuffed the crystal ball into his pocket, and then rolled up his sleeves.
"Today I will let you experience the magic that most likely only I can use!"
As he spoke, Remy raised his hand and made a boxer's starting motion.
Wave after wave of magic power surged into Remy's fist and condensed on Remy's fist.
At first, the surrounding students could only feel the magic appearing, but soon, they were shocked to find that they could not only feel the magic, but they could even directly see the magic on Remy's fist!
As if wearing a pair of purple boxing gloves, Remy punched his fists together.
This move is simple and unpretentious, it simply uses magic power to concentrate on the fist.
Remy always felt that it was a physical move rather than a real magic, so he would hardly use it like this.
But today, in order to prove that he has enough magic, Remy chose to use it.
"Which kid wants to try my magic glove? Come forward!" Remy raised his eyebrows and said.
Gudong~
Ron swallowed in fear, and then suddenly got a shock.
"You...why are you staring at me? I didn't say..."
As if thinking of something, Ron quickly turned back, and then his expression changed.
I saw that the classmates who were very close to him had moved away from him at some point, and now he and Remy were the only ones within a two-meter radius.
With a twitch in his mouth, Ron quickly retracted his arm and took a step back.
"I didn't come forward, you..."
"According to the theory of relativity, you are still stepping forward... suffer death, Ron!"
"You're not serious, are you?"
"What do you think? Whoa, whoa, whoa, take your life!"
"Boiled!"
Ron quickly turned around and ran away.
He ran, he chased, and soon the two of them disappeared into the square.
Chasing Ron all the way into the castle, Remy followed behind, baring his teeth and claws to scare Ron. Suddenly, there was a bang and a scream that startled both of them.
"what!"
Remy quickly stopped and turned to look.
He thought he accidentally hit someone and was about to apologize, but when Remy saw the person he had hit clearly, Remy suddenly became happy.
"Hey, isn't this Peeves?" Remy said with a smile.
Peeves covered his nose and floated in the air. He looked at Remy's fist and suddenly screamed for some reason, and then his body suddenly disappeared.
This startled Remy, and then he subconsciously looked at his fist.
"What happened? How did it escape?" Ron came over and said, "But you have to be careful, Peeves is very vindictive."
"Oh, okay, I understand." After coming back to his senses, Remy dissipated the magic power on his fist. This action made Ron relax.
"Come on, let's go back to the dormitory and wait for Harry, and then we'll go find Hagrid together," Remy said.
"Ah, yes, I almost forgot about it."
Taking one last look at the place where Peeves disappeared, Remy returned to Gryffindor's dormitory with Ron.
Before they could return to the dormitory, they met Harry and Hermione on the way.
I don't know how they met together. Harry must have gone back to look for them.
"How's it going, Harry? Professor McGonagall didn't deduct points from you, right?" Ron asked worriedly.
"No." Harry smiled and shook his head: "Not only was there no point deduction, Professor McGonagall also took me to meet the captain of the Gryffindor House team."
"House team? Quidditch team?!"
"Yes, Professor McGonagall intends for me to join the Gryffindor House Quidditch team and serve as a seeker... although I still don't know what this seeker does."
"Oh my God! I actually asked you to be the Seeker? That is the most dazzling position on the Quidditch team! Tell me, what did Professor McGonagall tell you?"
……
While walking and chatting along the way, Harry shared with the three of them what he had just experienced and his thoughts.
"You don't know, I was almost nervous to death after being called away by Professor McGonagall, until Professor McGonagall took me to the Dark Arts classroom and called out a senior named Wood from the classroom."
"Oh, Wood! I know him, he's the captain of the Gryffindor Quidditch team, he's the keeper!"
"Really? I don't know that. He said he would give me a detailed introduction to the rules of Quidditch on Wednesday night and then officially start training."
"That's cool! Can I come along and see it?"
"Uh... well... I'll ask Captain Wood later. I'm not sure if he will agree."
……
Listening to the two people's chat, Remy felt something in his heart.
Now that Harry has successfully joined the Quidditch team, as Harry's friend, he should provide Harry with some help.
"Harry, I remember you don't have your own broomstick, right?" Remy asked.
"Oh, yes, Wood said that I need Nimbus 2000 or Sweep Seven Stars, but I can't go to Diagon Alley to buy these things now... and they may not sell them to me. After all, I am a first-year student. ." Harry said, scratching his hair.
"Oh, my dear friend, have you forgotten what my profession is? Feel free to leave the broomstick to me!"
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