Hogwarts: Harry Potter and the Glock 18

Hogwarts is particularly peaceful this year. In previous years, whenever Halloween comes, some strange things will always happen in Hogwarts. Last year, a three-headed dog with half of its body blown up was holding a dying dog in its mouth. Percy broke into the auditorium. The year before last, a professor had a sudden illness and almost died on the teacher's seat. If Snape hadn't poured a bottle of potion that could poison people to death and then bring them back to life, the poor dark magician The defense professor may have to say goodbye before the end of the year.

It was not without reason that he died in a drunken brawl in The Three Broomsticks. Snape's potion caused him very serious psychological trauma. He fell in love with the feeling of numbing himself with alcohol, at least that's what he said. , but everyone is more willing to believe that this is an excuse he made for himself. In the first class of school, he smelled of alcohol and looked drunk.

After the quiet Halloween passed, Hogwarts became lively again, and the Quidditch match began. Compared with last year, when Harry was killing everyone happily, this year's match was particularly fierce. It was not that Harry was not good, but that He chose to be a substitute, giving the opportunity to the limelight to other players who were also training hard.

The game, which was ten times more intense than last year, made every spectator who left the stadium hoarse. Even Professor McGonagall couldn't help clearing her throat from time to time during class the next day. That day was Gryffindor vs. Sturdy. Letling, there was no peeing during the four-hour match.

Marcus, the captain of the Slytherin team who was converted from a beater to a chaser, almost went crazy on the court. His body was as strong as a troll and could swim at full strength against Fred and George. In the case of the ball, Wood was knocked aside and forced to break through. Although this guy's brain was indeed not that bright, his strengthened body at the expense of his IQ was indeed incomparable to ordinary people.

The final score was fixed at 970:1020. Draco, Slytherin's new seeker, outlasted Gryffindor's seeker. Slytherin, who was originally a full hundred points behind Gryffindor, turned around because of him. Slytherin won the defeat, but unlike previous years, Slytherin won the applause of the whole house after winning, because this time, they won the victory in an upright manner, rather than using a black hand to sap.

A total of six games in November and December made everyone addicted. This enthusiasm lasted until Christmas Eve. As the only student in Hogwarts who brought a camera, Colin Creevey In the past two months, he has been loved by everyone. He took a lot of photos and successfully developed the photos into moving magic photos. Everyone wanted a wonderful animated picture during the game, and he was fired to the point that Shi Xike One photo made Colin a lot of money. Next year, he would not have to withdraw the Hogwarts scholarship. The income of several hundred galleons was enough for his seven years of campus life.

"Harry! This is for you!"

When Harry was about to go to the Chapter training ground to complete the last team training before Christmas, a blushing Colin trotted over and handed him a thick photo album.

"I originally wanted to send it to you as a Christmas gift, but I suddenly remembered that I don't have an owl at home, so I can't send it to you, so can you accept the early Christmas gift?"

Colin asked a little cautiously. He admired Harry very much. In front of his idol, Colin was always afraid that he would do the wrong thing or say the wrong thing.

"Of course this will be one of the best Christmas gifts I've ever received this year, thank you."

Harry took the photo album. This heavy gift was made by Colin himself using a notebook. Although it was a little rough, it was very thoughtful.

"You're welcome, you're welcome!" Colin's eyes were shining, "My father will be very happy if I go home for Christmas this time. I actually got to know you, and I even took a photo of you. I signed my name, and I will tell him all the amazing stories, and with these photos, he will definitely believe it.”

"Merry Christmas to you, Harry!"

He waved to Harry. Not far away, his roommate was waiting for him to pass.

"Merry Christmas."

Harry put away the photo album. It was actually quite interesting for him to have such a little fan, but after receiving such a generous gift, he also planned to get more Christmas gifts this year. Maybe it would be more appropriate to choose the latest camera?

Whether in the magical world or the ordinary world, Harry is actually not short of money. Gringotts' currency exchange rate is linked to the price of gold. The exchange price of one gold Galleons is equivalent to one gram of gold. However, the goblin gold coins are not pure gold. , these guys will not do loss-making business, but on the black market, the exchange rate between gold galleons and Muggle currency is much higher, almost reaching 25:1. For wizards, getting some Muggle currency is better than It's much easier to get some Galleons, as long as you don't care whether the money is clean.

Since it was the last training camp before Christmas, Harry, who had one afternoon free to practice this time, was particularly ruthless. After four long hours, everyone on the training ground except Harry almost had to crawl back. , and after sitting slumped on the snow for a long time, they tremblingly raised their fingers and pointed at the culprit.

"Beast."

Amid their feeble scoldings, Harry finished the last set of weight-bearing training. In order not to grow taller, Harry had been practicing squats hard in recent days, carrying a two-ton special barbell on his shoulders. He successfully made himself He only grew half an inch in two and a half months.

"I have given you the opportunity to challenge me."

Harry threw the barbell aside with great force, wiping his sweat and smiling: "It seems that no one can get this year's extra Christmas reward."

"We just-"

"It's not rare——"

Fred and George were panting and mumbling, but their curious eyes betrayed their hearts. They had all experienced the generosity of their leader, so naturally it was a gift that Harry could give to whet his appetite. Unusual.

"Oh, so someone is not interested in Nimbus Company's new cross-generation rocket that has not yet been launched?"

"If I hadn't placed a big order with them before, I wouldn't have been able to get such a trial qualification."

"New rocket?!"

As Quidditch players, they are very sensitive to this word.

"Of course, the previous Nimbus 2000 series intercontinental missiles were actually weakened versions launched to raise funds. You should have discovered that whether it is Nimbus 2000 or Nimbus 2001, they actually have a little shortcoming."

"The burst acceleration is too slow!"

Wood immediately shouted that as a new rocket that revolutionized the Quidditch game, the Nimbus 2000 series, named the intercontinental missile, was no better than the old rockets in terms of explosive acceleration. Compared with its other data, this shortcoming was Fatal, what Quidditch needs most is explosive acceleration.

"That's right." Harry nodded, "And the new rocket that is still under testing only takes 2.73 seconds to accelerate from 100 kilometers to 100 kilometers, which is three times that of Nimbus 2000. It only takes 6.8 seconds to accelerate from 200 kilometers to 200 kilometers. The Nimbus 2000 is twice as fast, and its turning radius has been reduced by 48%, making it more agile and agile."

"The theoretical design speed is up to 1,000 kilometers per hour. This is the real trump card of Nimbus Company and the real strength of the new rocket. The official launch date is expected to be in June next year. Its name is - Firebolt subsonic intercontinental cruise missile. An irreplaceable and important piece of equipment for the next Quidditch World Cup."

"Before the advent of suborbital bombers, it was the uncrowned king of Quidditch."

"Originally, you had the opportunity to get it for testing half a year in advance, but it's a pity."

"Captain! I'm okay!"

Marcus, who was lying on the ground pretending to be dead, suddenly jumped up, "I can still squat! Give me 800 kilograms! I can still do one set!"

"It's late."

Harry kicked the barbell he threw on the ground, "I've already weighed two tons. Eight hundred kilograms is half of what it was before. Even if I can still do it now, I'm still not qualified."

"Who told you to be lazy while I was warming up?"

Marcus, who had a dead look on his face, drooped his brows and said with a sad face: "Can't you give me another chance, Captain?"

Harry ignored him, but Wood pulled Marcus at this moment, and his big butt blocked Wood's face.

"Captain, what is a suborbital bomber? Is it also a new rocket?"

"Um," Harry touched his chin, "The Nimbus Company also told me. They said this is a new thing for the next generation, but the design drawings haven't been drawn yet. It will have to wait for seventy, eighty or ninety years, but Just what they told me, the speed of the suborbital bomber should be over 1,224 kilometers per hour, which is supersonic. By then, the size of the Quidditch field will also change. The next Quidditch field will be larger than in previous years. It needs to be 50% larger so that the new rocket can have room to display."

"If you're all rested, prepare to go back, take a shower and eat, so you can catch the train home tomorrow."

"If you can't get up, drink a bottle of potion and go get it from Wood. Let's break up and have a good Christmas."

"oh--"

Amidst the listless greetings of a group of people, Harry, who had his hands in his pockets and didn't know what his opponent was, walked slowly towards the castle alone. The lively auditorium was full of laughter, and he walked towards the deserted corridor.