A Certain Magical Hogwarts

Chapter 465: Won the game, lost life!

Professor McGonagall said the approval of Quidditch move names was just a formality... and it really was just a formality.

Ludo's main purpose in coming here was to persuade William to join the Hornets.

The club owner gives a hefty commission for signing such a talented player.

If you don't have money, who's going to help you recruit people? It's all about passion.

Ludo himself actually hopes the Hornets will always be a failure.

The reason is simple: if his old team keeps winning championships after he retires, how can his prowess and historical status be demonstrated?

Wouldn't that give others the wrong impression that it doesn't matter whether he's there or not?

Fans are forgetful and fickle! Only when the old team continues to decline will everyone constantly reminisce about its divine intervention.

Besides, how many times have team legends and team owners fallen out? How many of them can part amicably and maintain a good relationship?

Even though the Hornets are barely surviving, he can still charge a fee each year to coach new players as a legend.

Another purpose of Ludo's trip was to ask William to teach the newly developed moves to the British national team's chasers during the Easter holidays.

After a round of intensive training, once you've mastered it, you might be able to use it as a trump card in the World Cup, catching people off guard.

Ludo also charges a commission when he helps the national team.

William coldly refused, saying he didn't have time.

Five Galleons an hour? Do you think I'm tutoring someone else? That's so cheap, are you trying to get rid of your house-elves?

Wouldn't it be better for William to use that time to make more alchemical items himself?

Besides, if you go around asking around, do you think Professor Snape would give someone a one-on-one potion lesson for 5 Galleons an hour?

He knows nothing!

He would directly give the bidder a cup of specially made wolfsbane potion to sober them up.

William really doesn't have time; he has a lot of things to do. He could consider it if he has some free time during the summer vacation.

But... it costs extra!

Although they didn't agree on either of the two things, William and Ludo still had a very pleasant conversation, especially discussing in depth the issue of betting on football with the fairies.

A little gambling is fun, but big gambling is good for your health!

William has basically formulated a "health-building" strategy of harvesting the wealth of the "demon leeks" to fill his own coffers.

William disliked gold, but that didn't stop him from filling his vaults with Galleons.

He knew he wouldn't be able to rob anyone like this again for another four years, so he absolutely couldn't miss this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

This is somewhat similar to how, after the pandemic in the previous life, the budding investors were surprised to find that stocks had actually surged.

So all the leeks (victims) are shouting:

Brothers, the bull market is here! If you miss this one, who knows how many years you'll have to wait!

The daughter-in-law disagreed, so they've already divorced; the son objected, so the son was just sent to an orphanage; the daughter had objections, so the daughter is getting married immediately without a dowry... All the money, just go all in!

With this mindset, most of the retail investors might as well line up on the rooftop.

William is not a gambler, does not like betting on sports, and has no desire to be exploited.

However, he had the "standard answer" provided by Nico: it would be really unreasonable not to take the opportunity to fleece a bunch of fairies and make these gambling addicts line up to jump off the roof.

William is the embodiment of justice, the steel-willed hero of the magical world!

……

……

Easter Eve,

Gryffindor and Hufflepuff played their last Quidditch match.

Gryffindor narrowly defeated Hufflepuff by ten points to advance and face Ravenclaw in the final.

Hufflepuff was very unwilling to accept defeat in this match.

Their two-hundred-point lead over Gryffindor in the tournament is a testament to the team's strength.

If the badgers win the race, they will immediately advance to the finals to compete against Ravenclaw for the championship.

For Gryffindor to reach the finals, the conditions are quite demanding: they must catch the Golden Snitch after leading by fifty points.

Hufflepuff initially had a significant psychological advantage.

But the fire arrows disrupted the team's rhythm.

There's a reason why fire crossbow bolts are so expensive; their speed... is just too fast.

Angelina borrowed Anne's fire crossbow and, with terrifying speed, began to tear apart Hufflepuff's formation.

No one can keep up with Angelina's pace; her touch is getting hotter and hotter as the game goes on!

Under these circumstances, the Hufflepuff team's mentality was greatly affected.

It wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that his mentality was completely shattered.

Cedric was also affected, but fortunately, William lent him his fire crossbow bolts as well.

Only then could they keep up with Harry's speed, and the two continued to entangle.

Unfortunately, Cedric was just a finder, and no one could stop Angelina from scoring. She quickly erased the fifty-point deficit.

Finally, the two seekers sprinted side by side.

With a better mindset, Harry caught the Golden Snitch first by a hair's breadth.

Although they won, Harry felt no joy in victory.

Especially when he landed with the golden thief in his arms... his 'Great Perfection Dao Heart' also collapsed.

Qiu held Cedric, who was crying, and comforted him loudly.

Harry stood not far away, staring blankly at the scene.

He then saw Cedric lower his head, seemingly trying to take the opportunity to bury his head in Qiu's arms.

You beast! Look up right now, that's a scene from my dream! I should be the one being held by Qiu!

Harry cried out in his heart.

No, we have to do something!

We need to interrupt them.

Yes, we need to break... Cedric's legs and arms.

Harry, holding the fire bolt, wanted to poke Cedric, but the twins held him back tightly.

"Calm down, Harry!"

"Choi was just comforting Cedric! Comforting!"

"Comfort? Did you see the smile on Diggory's face?"

Harry displayed astonishing strength, dragging the two of them for several meters.

"He fixed the match! Yes, we were neck and neck, Cedric's arms are longer than mine, but he gave up in the end, he fixed the match! I demand a rematch!"

"..."

Harry was already incoherent and wanted to go find Mrs. Hooch for a rematch.

Wood rushed over and hugged Harry, excitedly saying, "Never mind, Harry, never mind! Have some sportsmanship, we're in the finals!"

After Easter, I'll take you to the Hogsmeade goblin foot massage parlor to relax a bit, don't be angry...

This is probably what they mean by: winning the game, but losing at life.

night,

Gryffindor celebrated wildly, as if they had already won the Quidditch Cup.

Fred and George went to Hogsmeade and bought a lot of butterbeer, pumpkin juice, and all sorts of Honeydukes candies.

William also went along to freeload.

He wasn't just freeloading; he planned to take Hermione and Anne to the Forbidden Forest after the celebration.

That's right, the eight-eyed giant spiders found Big Black's trail.

Halfway through the celebration, William and Hermione hid in a corner, quietly discussing their departure time for the evening.

Suddenly, the dormitory door was opened.

Ron rushed out with a sorrowful expression, holding a half-grown groundhog in his arms and a dead rat in his right hand.

"My freckles... are dead!" he shouted.

The reddish-brown groundhog was struggling, seemingly terrified of the dead rat and trying to escape.

Ron gripped it tightly, preventing it from moving.

……

……

(Please vote for this post, everyone!)

(End of this chapter)