MTL - I Wield a Sword at Hogwarts-Chapter 851

He is the Chief Auror, much more powerful than Uncle Ron.

Also stronger than the twin uncles.

He was away from the Wizarding City almost every day. One Christmas, Uncle Potter left in a hurry.

He went to catch the bad guys.

Little Weasley wondered why there were so many bad guys.

They are obviously very safe, right?

My father comes home very late, even on Christmas Day.

But he was always very tolerant of little Weasley.

Little Weasley didn't know his father's greatness. He asked his father why there were so many bad guys outside. Wasn't there in the Wizarding City?

Father would put his generous palm on little Weasley's hair and rub it gently.

He said in a very nostalgic tone, "Because there is a star that prevents them from being exposed to the light, which will magnify their ugliness and despicability too much."

His father could not let the young Weasley know that there was a great magic shrouding the Magic Kingdom.

He could only use his fingers to fumble for the ring around little Weasley's neck, with deep eyes and a sigh, "Stella John Weasley."

"Your name has three stars. I want you to be him, but I am afraid that you will be him."

That name is too heavy.

Time keeps moving, how many people in this world still remember the kid who got into a fight at the beginning of the first grade?

No one remembers the master of the Star Club who was wandering around Hogwarts.

Just like the legend he left behind at Hogwarts, he also became a legend in the wizarding world.

Little Weasley nodded confusedly and blinked.

His hair is like his father's, fiery red like flames, and it will burn your eyes just by looking at it.

There is a line of freckles on the bridge of his nose and cheeks, and his contours are as soft as his mother's.

But his eyes were reddish-brown, like a salamander.

Those eyes reflected the sun that never goes out and sets in the Wizarding City.

The four Weasley brothers, Stella John Weasley, who will enter school next year, finally couldn't bear the long questions and asked innocently: "What is that?"

Percy looked up. He was old enough to have a beard.

The light from the tower shines through the gaps between his hair and beard.

It was like the wave of an old friend, telling him that he was fine.

The star bloomed too brightly and turned into the sun, dimming everything.

The stars clustering around are also covered, under a brighter light.

"my friend."

"A star that never fades or falls."

After Percy finished speaking, little Weasley retorted: "It obviously looks like the sun, why do you say it's a star?"

"Because the sun burns stars."

"But Dad," Stella said, "the stars are all different."

…

"The second extra chapter is here.

This is a story from the Weasley family, the third generation of children, children who are regarded as stars by stars.

He is not perfect, he does not have the wisdom to understand the complicated ancient magic texts, and he does not have the identification to recognize the twins.

He was Stella John Weasley, with high hopes and three stars in his name.

He is the child of the stars, but he is not the stars.

He would not dare to go out at night while listening to the stories about the Night Stalker of Hogwarts, and he would also yearn for the King of Hogwarts and chase him on the Quidditch pitch, looking for the legendary footprints of the stars.

He is a member of the Second Ancient Clan, with eyes like a salamander.

He will be brave and protective of his friends and become a Gryffindor.

Being made things difficult by the vicious Dean Snape, he learned herbal knowledge from Professor Longbottom, and was occasionally invited to taste the delicacies from Abbot's private kitchen.

He will get to know Professor Hagrid, taste the rock biscuits that make his teeth hurt, and be curious about the golden flames.

He will also become friends with Graup and start adventures riding on the back of Zowu in the Forbidden Forest.

He will also meet Professor Ledisley and young Uncle Edgar from Ilvermorny in the school league.

Meeting the little princess of the Malfoy family, she blushed at the beautiful Ms. Delacour.

Occasionally, their confidence will be dampened by Diggory's top students, but they will become good friends.

He is Stella Weasley. "

Chapter 859 Most Valuable Player

"Welcome to the 424th Quidditch World Cup!"

Cheers, applause, fireworks.

The noisy sounds combine to form the most lively moment in the world.

Flowers were flying, and in the huge Quidditch pitch, sounds came from the huge ball commentary table suspended in the air.

Ernie MacMillan and Ludo Bagman, Director of the Department of Magical Games and Sports, form a new commentary alliance.

"This is a high-profile match between England and Bulgaria in the final."

"Both sides use the Seeker as a means to end the game."

"I don't know what you think, Mr. Bagman. As a former England team star, how do you view the final match point of this game?"

Ludo Bagman once represented England. He was a batsman. He thought that his batting skills were unparalleled. It was just that they did not achieve very good results in that session.

Although he is older and wider, he still loves Quidditch.

Even though he had lost his Hornets signed Comet series due to gambling, he still did not change his original intention and was still a gambling dog.

"I think the final match point of this game still depends on the seeker. The chasing ability of both sides is not outstanding. In the quarter-finals between Bulgaria and Egypt, if it were not for Viktor... Krum plays well and they will open up the gap with a big score.”

This year's Quidditch World Cup is a highly anticipated one. It is the first Quidditch World Cup held in the Wizarding City.

It is a competition with historical significance and milestone.

As an ace player who participated in the previous two World Cups, Krum was frustrated every time.

It was like a nightmare. As the top seeker, he missed the championship every time.

Ernie said: "This is the year of the seeker. Viktor Krum is already twenty-six years old. If he cannot save his regrets this time, he may never be able to attend the World Cup again."

Quidditch is a sport that requires physical fitness, and when they enter their thirties, they will gradually decline.

In other words, Krum is making a desperate move this time.

"Compared to Viktor Krum, does Mr. Bagman have any analysis of the English Seeker?"

When Ernie raised this question, Bagman looked grim and muttered: "He's an asshole, yes, that's what I said."

"Ahaha," Ernie sneered, "It seems that Mr. Bagman has a lot of resentment towards this Seeker."

"That bastard, every time when I think he is about to win, he loses!" Bagman emotionally pounded the table, "Every time I place a bet, cough...when I watch the battle, I'm still just a little bit behind!"

"It's like he has been cursed. I wonder if he has offended the God of Quidditch. My Lord, the Witch King, I have never seen such an unlucky guy!"

"If I were the person in charge of his club, I would let him stare at the Golden Snitch every day, not even stopping when eating! Only in this way can he apologize to the God of Quidditch!"

"Calm down, calm down, Mr. Bagman, we are on live broadcast."

Ernie struggled to hold down Ludo Bagman who was about to go berserk.

The two men were arguing in the commentary box, which really didn’t look good.

There is no way, Bagman is a famous gambling dog, and he always wants to get rich and rich in danger.

Unfortunately, the object of his bet was as disgusted as the God of Quidditch. In the top wizarding league, the return was just a little worse.

The excitement in the commentary box spread to the locker room.

In the England dressing room, the platinum-haired Seeker had a sullen face.

Although he was clearly not the captain, he exuded a sinister atmosphere that even the captain did not dare to approach.

"My Atuo is at Silver Cross Hospital today. She will be on the other side of the TV, watching our game."

The sinister words made the England players' hands and feet tremble with disappointment.

Malfoy, who was selected as the Seeker of the England team this year, smiled solemnly, "Whoever made me lose face in front of the child who is about to be born, I swear to the Witch King, that **** will become an unwelcome guest in the Malfoy family for the rest of his life."

"No, no." The chaser captain's palms were sweating, and he swallowed hard, "We worked very hard, right?"

"Work hard? You call that hard work?" Malfoy said angrily, "Isn't it just training fifteen hours a day, and you call that hard work?"

Player: Do you want to listen to what you are saying?

Coach, do you still care about this kid?

Coach: Who is his father? Do you want me to take care of him?

The coach is also tired. Ever since this devil came to the England team, he has been completely ignored.

I thought that my team members would occasionally eat sea cucumbers and go abroad as a vacation.

Who would have thought that Malfoy would directly train these people to have big bellies and turn them into muscles? Not only that, but every day, two big men with sticks would block the Quidditch door and beat up whoever dared to leave early.

Even the coach was beaten seven or eight times. Once when he was in a hurry to go to the toilet, he was beaten so hard by those two idiots that he couldn't hold back.

After that time, the coach was completely ignored and he didn’t even have to go to the stadium.

After the devil's training, a team at the bottom was dragged into the finals.

The title of Quidditch Tyrant has also been completely pinned on Malfoy's head.

"Remember, step on the court, win the championship, and give it to my child who is about to be born!"

Malfoy spoke inhumanely about making a group of people work as wage earners.

The players are announced at the stadium.

He walked in front with such swagger that the captain even forgot that he was the leader.

The players entered the stadium and flew over the audience in a triangle formation.

When the audience saw Malfoy, they cursed him one after another.

This kid really attracts too much hatred in the arena.

A fire dragon streaked across the sky, then spit out flames and exploded into fireworks.

Seeing this, the Bulgarian Veelas also stepped up their long legs, showing off their beauty alluringly.

Krum saw Malfoy and nodded to him.

This will be a duel between two people.

Was it Krum who left the game with regret, or was Malfoy unable to deliver a championship to the child who was about to be born?

As the game begins, the seeker has already flown to the highest point.

The match between Malfoy and Krum has officially begun.

It was the top seeker battle, attracting countless people.

Harry, who was far away in Edinburgh, stopped in a wizarding bar. His eyes fell on the TV and looked at that annoying face.

"A glass of...butterbeer."

Harry asked the boss for a glass of butterbeer. He sat in the corner and watched his old enemy bloom.

Seven years of entanglement, parting after graduation.