Hogwarts: Please Graduate Soon

My name is Cedric, and I'm panicked and hurt right now.

A few days ago, I invited my good brother to join the Quidditch team to work together for a great cause, but he was rejected.

He also advised me to catch the Snitch early so that I could ignore the weaknesses of the Chaser and Keeper.

Does he think I have a Firebolt?

Today, I discovered that it was not me who had the Firebolt, but this bastard!

Back to this morning.

Cedric got up very early. To be precise, he didn't sleep well all night.

Today was his first team training after becoming Quidditch captain. Cedric was very nervous. He had never been so nervous even when he knew he would become a prefect.

Cedric still remembered platform nine and three-quarters a few months ago. Before parting, Twoley patted him on the shoulder and said:

"The future of Hufflepuff is in your hands. You must win more championships."

This sentence is like a legacy. When he was in the first grade, he also heard the previous captain say this to Twoley, and now it is finally his turn.

Since the beginning of the summer vacation, Cedric began to read various professional Quidditch books, memorize tactics, memorize formations, and learn various flying skills and training methods.

Then, combined with the situation of Hufflepuff, he sorted out thirty tactics that are most suitable for the current situation of Hufflepuff.

He learned these from Wood. He discovered last semester that Hufflepuff's tactics were horribly weak, which was why he lost to Gryffindor.

This year he learned his lesson and decided to cultivate the tactical literacy of his players starting from the first training.

When he got up in the morning, because the earliest training time was booked in advance by Ravenclaw, Cedric was not in a hurry to call the team members. Instead, he waited until almost ten o'clock before everyone gathered.

I held a small meeting for everyone in the lounge.

Looking at the team members surrounding him, Cedric Zhuang, the "Eight-Fourth King", spoke.

"Last year, we lost the championship we could have won because of underestimation and carelessness."

Henderson lowered his head in shame.

Last year, it was because he neglected to keep an eye on Harry, giving the other side a chance to catch the Golden Snitch.

"But it doesn't matter." After Cedric patted Henderson on the shoulder to express comfort, he continued: "Failure is not all bad things, at least it allows us to recognize the strength of our opponent.

"Gryffindor has the strongest overall strength. They have the best twins and three chasers who work well together. Wood is also a very powerful goalkeeper, as well as their seeker."

"I have no doubt that Potter will be selected for the England national team in the future."

"They are still our biggest competitors this year, and our tactical training will mainly focus on Gryffindor's style."

Several old team members nodded in agreement, while the new team members were a little at a loss.

"Don't be too nervous." Cedric said still calmly: "We are not without advantages. Our broom is much stronger than the opponent's, and we have already captured the opponent's solid position.

"Potter." Henderson hit the nail on the head: "Potter has a very bad mentality. As long as he is targeted, he will not be able to show his strength."

"That's right." Cedric looked at him with satisfaction and clapped his hands.

Hey guys, it's the first training session of the semester, cheer up. "

Following Cedric's encouragement, the team members also cheered up and walked out of the castle carrying the well-maintained Nimbus Two Thousand and headed straight for the Quidditch pitch.

By this time, Ravenclaw should have finished training.

The next two hours will belong entirely to Hufflepuff.

But before he had gone far, Cedric saw the figure flying in the air and couldn't help but frowned:

"Why are they still training?"

"Maybe he lost track of time." Henderson guessed, "We have a good relationship with Ravenclaw. They are not as shameless as Slytherin."

"Let's go take a look first." Cedric nodded and continued walking forward.

Seeing their arrival, the Ravenclaw team members landed on the ground, and a tall boy came to Cedric.

"Sorry, Digory, I was so happy that I lost track of time."

The person who spoke was the new captain of Ravenclaw this year, named Roger Davis.

"It's okay." Cedric smiled slightly: "It's been a long time since I've flown, so it's understandable to be excited."

"No, no, no, you can't understand." Roger Davis grinned: "The Firebolt is really great, it is definitely the most perfect broom in the world [it is a pleasure to watch it fly]"

"Firebolt?" Cedric was stunned.

"Zhang, show it to Diggory." Davis couldn't hold it back and finally laughed: "The most beautiful girl in our college, she has a firebolt.

"Davis." Qiu came over from behind several team members with some annoyance. Of course Cedric knew that I had the Firebolt.

"Wait!" Cedric stared at the broom in Qiu's hand, his eyes widened: "Is this really a Firebolt?"

Hufflepuff's team members also looked over.

Polished ash wood, graceful curves, and a unique silver handle.

How could they, who love Quidditch, not recognize it?

"Qiu, you actually bought a Firebolt?" Cedric felt as if he had been struck by a bolt from the blue, and his whole body was blown to the point of confusion.

"You don't know?" Qiu showed more surprise than him: "Wayne didn't tell you? He gave this to me."

"Wayne?!" Hufflepuff's team members said in unison.

"What's going on?" Cedric asked urgently.

Seeing that he really didn't seem to be pretending, Qiu was a little puzzled, but he still told the story, but he didn't reveal the relationship between Wayne and the Firebolt Company.

Not only did she have one, Hermione also had one, and Astoria was supposed to have one too, but this girl didn't take flying lessons last semester due to health issues, so the school didn't allow her to bring a broom.

Wayne didn't give it to her.

When he learned that Hermione also had one, Cedric became numb.

Looking at the retreating figures of the Ravenclaw players, Henderson turned his head and said, "What should we do, Cedric, shall we continue training?"

Cedric was furious: "What a waste of time! Go and find Wayne!"

He never dreamed that the first Firebolt he encountered would be in the hands of his classmate Tang Ran.

What a rival!

Qiu has it, Hermione has it too, it's not like Wayne himself doesn't have it.

Cedric will not ask Wayne not to let Qiu use the Firebolt. This is his freedom and he has no right to do so.

But brother, you have to help your own academy, right?

A group of team members hurried back to the lounge and did not find Wayne, but they found Norman and Toby who were learning from each other's work.

"Wayne? He went out early in the morning. We don't know where he went."

"What's the matter with being so anxious?"

Toby asked with a curious look on his face.

"Wayne has Firebolts, you guys should help find them too." After Cedric said that, he led the team members to look for people elsewhere in the castle.

The little badgers were also in an uproar. Why didn't they hear what Wayne said?

First it was Norman Toby, and then everyone ran out, looking for people all over the castle.

On the way, I met many Gryffindor students, and the two sides got to know each other a bit.

When he learned that Hermione also had a Firebolt, Wood was so excited that he immediately mobilized all the idle little lions to look for it together.

At this time, in the suitcase world.

Wayne had no idea that the outside world was looking for them crazy. After dancing with Hermione, the little witch was completely drunk and fell into his arms and fell asleep.

After waking up, it was already afternoon.

The girl who had just woken up meowed like a cat and stretched her body.

"What else are we going to do?" Hermione asked emotionally while lying in Wayne's arms.

"How about planting trees? Let's plant one each." Wayne said: "When the little trees grow up, we will also grow up.'

"Okay!" Hermione's eyes lit up and she thought this was a great idea, and couldn't wait to pull Wayne to the edge of the forest.

"Just right here."

"1J."

Wayne found two small saplings and taught Hermione how to dig a hole, secure the saplings, and finally spread a layer of soil to prevent water loss.

Looking at the sapling in front of her that was shorter than herself and Wayne, the girl clasped her hands together and made a birthday wish for this year.

"Little tree, little tree, grow up quickly!"

evening.

After a nearly perfect day, Hermione returned to the Gryffindor common room.

"She's back! Granger is back!" A little lion shouted excitedly after seeing Hermione, startling her.

"Hermione! You finally showed up!" The twins who were resting on the sofa rushed over.

"Where is it? Where is it?!"

Wood opened the bedroom door and asked, "Where is Granger?"

"What's wrong with you?" Hermione couldn't help but take two steps back.

Why are these people so crazy...

"Hermione, did Wayne give you a Firebolt?" George asked expectantly.

After hesitating for a moment, he nodded: "That's right."

"Where is it?" Wood said excitedly: "Can you show us?"

"It's in the dormitory, just wait a moment."

In the Hufflepuff common room, Sui En faced a similar situation to Hermione.

Before he reached the basement, he met the little badger who was still looking for him, and was surrounded back. As soon as he entered the door, Cedric slid out on his knees skillfully, and hugged his thigh accurately.

"Godfather! The child needs your help!"

Wayne's head was full of dark things, "Didn't I tell you everything, I really don't have time to play Quidditch."

"That's not it." Cedric's nose turned red: "Firebolt, I said Firebolt!"

"Why didn't you tell me about such a big thing earlier?"

"Um, is it big?" Wayne looked at him doubtfully: "Isn't it just a broom...

"No, that's not a handful." Cedric said seriously: "That's a dozen!"

"A Firebolt is more expensive than all Slytherin's Nimbus 2001 put together. The most important thing is that it has a price but no market. If you have money, you have to queue up. How did you buy it?

"I know the founder of Firebolt Company, and we have a good relationship." Wayne pulled out his leg: "Can I give it to you?"

"Norman, look under my bed. It's a rectangular box, and the broom is inside."

"Okay!" Norman grabbed Toby and ran into the dormitory passage.

"Wayne...you are so kind." Cedric burst into tears, "From now on, my son will be called Wayne Lawrence Diggory!"

"Get out of here!" Wayne gave him a shudder: "If you really dare to give your son this name, I will definitely pry your wife away!"

Cedric covered his head in grievance and looked at him in confusion.

In the UK, naming one's offspring after their elders and friends is a way of showing respect. Just like later, Harry had a son named Abe.

Thoughts Severus Potter.

But Wayne can't accept this form, isn't this taking advantage of him?

Soon, Norman and Toby carried out the box containing the Firebolt.

Cedric immediately forgot about his son and rushed over.

He doesn't even have a girlfriend now. Women are not as important as Firebolt.

People passed the Firebolt around and admired it from all angles. The Quidditch players who knew the best about brooms never stopped praising it.

"I really want to try it." Henderson sighed.

"It's too late today. We can get up early tomorrow morning and make up for today's training."

Although Cedric was very excited, it was already dark outside, so he could only suppress his desire to go out and fly around.

When they heard that they had to get up early for training, none of the team members expressed objections. They also wanted to see the true performance of the Firebolt.

More than ten minutes later, the broom was put back into the box, and Cedric added several warning spells and protective spells before solemnly taking it back to the dormitory.

The barrel door of the lounge opened, and Rolf walked in. After seeing Wayne, he quickly said:

"Wayne, Potter and the Weasleys are waiting for you outside, as well as many Gryffindors."

"I see."

Wayne left the lounge, and Cedric followed curiously.

Seeing the members of the Gryffindor Quidditch team, Wayne and Cedric's expressions became extremely exciting.

"What the hell, Harry, we don't have Potions class today."

Harry became Harry again, and what's even more outrageous is that he also wore makeup?!

"Master Lawrence!" The twins smiled evilly and held Wayne on one side. "Kind and generous young master, if we become girls, will you give us ten Firebolts?"

"Just one handful will do, we are twins~"

Wayne's tiger body trembled, and he used magic power to push these two guys away. His face was expressionless: "If you disgust me again, I will be a big horse monkey for a day tomorrow.'

"Nononono!" Fred shrank his neck and quickly begged for mercy, "It was just a joke] Don't take it seriously."

"Harry, hurry up, it's your turn to take action." Fred gave Harry a look. 2.5 Under the gaze of several team members, Harley showed a desperate expression and bowed deeply.

"Please, Wayne, please allow Hermione to lend me her broom!"

Wayne was puzzled: "That's Hermione's broom, why are you asking me?"

"This is Granger's meaning." Wood quickly explained: "Hufflepuff and Gryffindor are competitors, and she feels it is not appropriate to do this."

"Her situation is different from Zhang's. After all, Zhang plays by himself, but her Firebolt has to be lent to others."

"Wood." Cedric was unhappy, "The game hasn't started yet, why do you think you can win?"

"This is a fact." Wood puffed up his chest: "This year's Gryffindor will definitely win two consecutive championships!"

"Of course, the premise is that Lawrence allows us to use the Firebolt."

Wayne didn't answer immediately, but looked at Cedric.

"What do you think?"

"I have no right to stop Hermione." Cedric said frankly: "And Hufflepuff will not use such means to weaken the opponent, just use it if you want.

Although he became a little shameless after learning from someone, and his bottom line was a little lower, Cedric was still the kind little badger at heart.

In the original book, Harry fell into a coma due to a sudden attack by the dementors. He took the initiative to ask for a rematch, but was rejected by Wood.

"I know." Wayne nodded, and Harley and Wood both looked happy.

"In principle, I don't object, but I still have a question."

Wayne pointed at Harry, "I'm borrowing a broom. Why did you come here like this?"

Harry lowered his head in embarrassment and said weakly: "Yes, it was Ronald who said that you are not good at rejecting girls' requests.

Cedric: “…____#

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