The first class in the morning was herbal medicine, and Zheng Fan didn’t like or hate this subject, mainly because it had little value to learn.

Other disciplines at Hogwarts not only require knowledge, but also need a lot of practical operation and adaptation process, but herbology only needs to memorize the knowledge, and the reason why it is taken out separately to practice is only to deepen the impression of students.

However, today’s herbal medicine class Zheng Fan was quite pleasant, because this class was a big class they had with Ravenclaw, and Zheng Fan took Hermione with him throughout the class, and the relationship between the two was getting better and better.

Other Ravenclaw students, including Penelope, also had a good impression of Zheng Fan, because usually Slytherin no matter what house students he took classes with, he looked like a cow and wanted to find fault, but today, Zheng Fan just glanced at them, and these little Slytherins all obediently listened to the teacher’s lecture.

Herbology professor Sprout walked to Zheng Fan’s side, just in time to see Zheng Fan clean up a large handful of aconitum, she couldn’t help but praise: “Well done, Mr. Zheng, textbook treatment, Slytherin plus five points!” ”

Hermione couldn’t help but lean over and ask, “Did you memorize your textbook on herbology?” She still remembers when in Diagon Alley, Zheng Fan memorized the entire novel in a few minutes.

Zheng Fan smiled, “Not only textbooks, I have memorized all the herbal medicine books I have read, and if you encounter herbs you don’t know in the future, just show them to me.” ”

“I don’t know how your head grows.” Hermione was speechless.

After the herbology class, Zheng Fan received a notice from Snape to go to the Quidditch pitch.

When he arrived at the stadium, Zheng Fan saw a row of students dressed in green.

Snape was there, standing next to the group, standing straight like a black dwarf tree, and unsurprisingly putting on a frowning stinky face.

As soon as he saw Zheng Fan coming, Snape strode to greet him: “Zheng, this is our Slytherin Quidditch team, and a large part of them will be your teammates in the future, let you get familiar with it first.” ”

“A large part of the people?” Zheng Fan keenly noticed the subtleties in these words.

“Because the team is full of people now, if you break the ordinary, you will eliminate one of them, and if nothing else, it will be our Seeker Mr. Terence Higgins.”

“Yo heh.” Zheng Fan looked at a senior student in the team who was looking at him nervously, he was definitely the Seeker who was going to be replaced by himself, but Zheng Fan was not interested in him, he didn’t need to be so nervous.

“I haven’t tried how to play this ball, so you will arrange the position for me first?” What is this called. Zheng Fan looked at Snape.

Zheng Fan actually doesn’t want to be a Seeker, because for him, the job of a Seeker is too simple.

Quidditch is a game played between wizards, similar to basketball and rugby, but in a more complex way.

The Quidditch team, with seven people on each side, three of whom are called chasers, are like orthodox rugby players, and their job is to hold the ghost ball on the pitch, pass the ball to each other, and try to get it through an enemy goal so that they can score.

There are two other people who are responsible for hitting Bludgers, the so-called Bludgers, which are two balls that can fly autonomously, they like to aim at the players on the field, knock the players off the broom, and the batter’s job is to hit the Bludgers away, preferably on the enemy.

And the last one is the Seeker.

Seekers have the easiest and hardest job – they have to catch a ball the size of a ping-pong ball that flies as fast as lightning, that ball is called the Golden Snitch, and once the Golden Snitch is caught, the game is over, and the team that catches the Snitch will be rewarded with one hundred and fifty points.

Therefore, for Zheng Fan, the job of a Seeker is too simple.

With the help of Eagle Vision, the entire court is under Zheng Fan’s nose, no matter what, he can’t escape his sight, let alone a small golden snitch, even if he finds a stone on the grass of the court within ten seconds, he can find it.

Hearing Zheng Fan’s words, Snape frowned: “Your technique, being a Seeker is the most suitable, and this position can determine the victory or defeat of the game, isn’t it just what you like?” ”

The players around showed unexpected expressions, if it was the usual Snape, someone dared to question his opinion, he would have been angry long ago, how could Professor Snape’s temper become so good when he came to Zheng Fan?

Zheng Fan didn’t answer, he looked at a few players next to him.

“Who is Marcus Flint?”

Hearing this, a tall guy with his lower lip turned out, who looked like a humanoid troll, raised his head: “I am!” ”

Zheng Fan sighed.

Then he pointed to Marcus Flint and looked at Snape: “Professor Snape, I’m going to challenge Flint’s position, and I have to get the captain before deciding what position I play.” ”

“What?!” Hearing Zheng Fan’s words, several people in the team were all shocked.

A freshman can break the rules to join the team, it has been a century-old thing, and he actually has to come up and challenge the captain’s position?

Although Slytherin has always encouraged students to compete internally, it is magic, Quidditch is different, this sport requires a lot of time to practice, to get acquainted, a person who has not played, no matter how talented he is, it is impossible to beat a veteran!

Marcus Flint’s expression suddenly became difficult to see, this freshman, it would be good to be a Seeker, and he actually wanted to covet his captain’s position?!

If it weren’t for Professor Snape being here, he would have gone up and beat someone!

After taking a deep breath, Marcus strode over and stopped in front of Zheng Fan.

“Boy, on the broom, one-on-one!”

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