I've already become a Hogwarts professor, and the system only just appeared.

“I’ll do my best, Captain Wood!” Harry wasn’t very confident; in fact, he was a little nervous.

"Don't worry, Harry, your flying skills are definitely not a problem. Those Slytherins will never expect you to participate. We'll catch them off guard." Wood patted Harry on the shoulder and then walked away.

Harry tried to call out to him, but ultimately gave up. Ron, standing nearby, asked in confusion, "What's wrong, Harry?"

Harry said somewhat helplessly, "Wood thought I was a secret weapon, but everyone already knows that I've been taking leave every Tuesday and Friday afternoon for the past month."

"And Wood will also take leave at the same time. The Slytherin people aren't stupid. Malfoy has already told me that they've seen through our little trick, but Wood..."

Ron patted Harry on the shoulder: "Don't worry, buddy, whether they figure it out or not, as long as you catch the Golden Snitch as fast as you can, we can still win."

"I hope you're right!" Harry was still somewhat worried.

The three continued chatting as they walked toward the dining hall, just as Su Yu and Tonks came towards them. Since learning about his father from Su Yu last time, Harry seemed to have become somewhat distant from Su Yu.

However, Ron still greeted Su Yu warmly, saying, "Hi, Professor Su, hello!"

Seeing that Ron had already greeted them, Harry naturally couldn't pretend he hadn't seen them. He and Hermione went forward together and exchanged a few pleasantries with Su Yu and Tonks.

"Hi everyone, I heard there's a Quidditch match on Saturday, Gryffindor vs. Slytherin. Will you be playing, Harry?" Su Yu asked.

Harry wasn't surprised that Su Yu knew about this. Su Yu was there when Professor McGonagall took him away. He nodded and said, "He should be on stage, but I'm not sure if I can handle it."

"Don't worry, Harry. Back when your dad was in school, Gryffindor won the Quidditch Cup six times in a row."

Hearing Su Yu mention his father again, Harry mustered up his courage and asked, "Professor Su, don't you hate my father?"

"Why should I hate him?" Su Yu asked rhetorically.

“Because he did some bad things to you and Professor Snape,” Harry said uncertainly.

Su Yu smiled and patted Harry's head, explaining:

“Harry, it seems that what I said last time caused you some bad misunderstanding. Yes, your father did play some pranks on us, but we did the same.”

“Once, I hung your father and his friends on a tree and left them there all night. I still find it funny when I think about it now.”

"But that doesn't mean we're mortal enemies. On the contrary, the competition between us makes us grow faster. Believe me, if you had a powerful enemy, your magic level would definitely improve faster than it is now."

Su Yu's words made Harry feel much better, but he still said, "But why do I feel that Professor Snape particularly...hates me?"

Su Yu curled his lip and complained, "Snape? That guy is like that to everyone. Look at him, he has the same deadpan face to me too. I used to be his closest partner. If I didn't say anything, who would know?"

"Thank you, Professor Sue!" Harry's mood had improved significantly, and his tension had largely dissipated.

"No need to thank me, we're friends. Let's go eat, or all the good stuff will be gone!" Su Yu waved his hand, preparing to leave with Tonks.

Just then, a tall, blonde woman walked by. It was Gemma Farley: "Professor Su, is this your girlfriend?"

Gemma Farley's sudden question stumped everyone present, and the three little ones immediately perked up their ears, their curiosity practically bursting.

Tonks was a little embarrassed, his face flushed red, and he waved his hand and said, "No...no...I'm Tonks...Su's good friend."

Upon hearing this answer, for some reason, Gemma Farley's face suddenly turned somewhat disappointed. She said goodbye to Su Yu listlessly and left, looking rather inexplicable.

The trio seemed to have overheard some incredible secret and quickly left.

Tonks looked at Su Yu, her eyes clearly showing panic, her mind even more confused: What did I just say? Why did I deny it? Will Su blame me?

Lost in thought, Tonks spoke, but her words were as incoherent as her thoughts: "Sue, I'm sorry... I didn't mean I wasn't... I meant I..."

Seeing Tonks's almost tearful expression, Su Yu chuckled. He placed his hand on Tonks's head, letting her lean on his shoulder, and said:

"It's okay, we're not in a hurry. Take your time to think it over, I'm not in a rush."

Su Yu's words were like a gentle breeze, instantly soothing Tonks's chaotic heart, and like a powerful medicine, giving Tonks a firm resolve.

Just then, two loud whistles came from not far away. Su Yu looked up and saw Fred and George, the two little brats, winking at him from a distance.

"Get lost!" Su Yu didn't make a sound, but just mouthed the words to the two of them.

The twins naturally understood Su Yu's meaning, burst into hearty laughter, and ran away.

Tonks also saw the twins, and her heart, which had just calmed down, began to pound again. However, this time, she did not get up and remained leaning on Su Yu's shoulder, maintaining this intimate posture.

In the following days, news that Su Yu had a girlfriend spread like wildfire throughout the school; the young wizards at this age loved to spread such gossip.

Even if Gemma Farley told everyone she knew that Tonks wasn't Su Yu's girlfriend, no one would believe her.

Because their daily behavior was so intimate—why wasn't she holding hands while walking with her girlfriend? Why wasn't she hugging him by the Black Lake?—Gemma Farley eventually became insecure and wanted to double-check.

Saturday is fast approaching, and the annual Quidditch Academy Cup is about to begin. First, there will be a round-robin tournament where each of the four academies will play against each other once, and the rankings will be determined based on their records.

Then comes the single-elimination tournament, where the first-place team plays against the fourth-place team, and the second-place team plays against the third-place team. The winners of these two matches advance to the final.

Today is the first match of the opening ceremony, Gryffindor vs. Slytherin, a match that all students in the school are watching closely, because based on past experience, the final champion will be decided between these two teams.

After breakfast, Su Yu and Tonks went to the Quidditch pitch outside the castle. The Quidditch pitch is a bit like a football field, 152 meters long and 54 meters wide, with three 15-meter-high metal poles at each end of the pitch.

The pole has a ring at the top, and the participants are divided into two teams to compete in the air on flying broomsticks. Each team has seven people, including one goalkeeper, three chasers, two batters and one seeker.

There are more than a dozen stands, each about 15 meters high, around the perimeter of the venue for students to watch the game.

Standing in the stands, Tonks exclaimed excitedly, "Sue, did you play on a Quidditch team when you were in school? I was a Hufflepuff hitter back in the day!"

"Wow, you're really amazing! My flying skills are terrible, I didn't even qualify for the selection!" Su Yu shrugged helplessly.

What he didn't say was that he never participated in the selection process because he was afraid of getting beaten up by James Porter and Sirius on the court.

If you want to know how he knew, you have to talk about Snape. Snape initially wanted to compete with Potter and joined the Slytherin Quidditch team, but he only played one game before retiring.

Just then, Su Yu saw Snape arrive and beckoned him over, saying, "So, Little Wang... Snape, are you prepared to lose today?"

Snape, sitting on the other side of Su Yu, glanced at him sideways and said, "Slytherin can't possibly lose!"

"Harry Potter is going to play today, you know. Have you forgotten how terrifying it was to be dominated by another Potter in Quidditch?" Su Yu teased.

Snape's defenses were indeed breached. He snorted and said, "No matter which Potter it is, Slytherin will not lose. We will teach that kid a lesson."

The stand where Su Yu was standing was reserved for faculty and staff. Before long, all the professors except Dumbledore arrived. Quirrell greeted Su Yu and then sat down in a corner at the back.

As everyone was chatting, two teams, one in red and one in green, flew out of the preparation room at the same time, waving their arms to greet the audience in the stands.

The children in the stands went wild, cheering and shouting at the Quidditch players in the air. Su Yu even saw an older female student pull out her bra and throw it in Wood's face as he passed by.

European and American children are so enthusiastic and well-developed. Regarding what just happened, Su Yu only wants to say one thing: They are fair-skinned and big.

This scene reminded Su Yu of that kid Stuart. He wondered if Stuart had used that ghost fire broom to dominate the Academy Cup in Ifamoni.

At that moment, a huge banner was hung down from the Gryffindor stands, with the words "Potter will win!" written on it in large, shimmering colored letters.

The Gryffindor lion cubs erupted in cheers, while the Slytherins booed incessantly, especially Malfoy, whose face was full of disdain as he made some international friendly gestures to Potter.

The match officially began, with Lee Jordan and Professor McGonagall providing commentary. In reality, Lee Jordan was the one doing most of the talking, while Professor McGonagall acted more like a monitor, preventing Lee Jordan from saying anything too outrageous.

Li Qiaodan excitedly exclaimed, "The Quaffle was immediately snatched by Angelina Johnson of Gryffindor—that girl is such an excellent chaser, and she's also incredibly beautiful..."

“Jordan!” Professor McGonagall glared at him.

Lee Jordan stuck out his tongue: "Sorry, Professor."

However, Lee Jordan quickly added, "She was really sprinting up there, and made a beautiful pass to Aliya Spinnett, a talent discovered by Oliver Wood who was just a substitute last year."

"The ball was passed to Johnson again, and then—oh no, Slytherin stole the Quaffle! Slytherin captain Marcus Flint got the Quaffle and dashed off."

"Flint is soaring like an eagle up there, is he going to score? No, Gryffindor's goalkeeper Wood makes a brilliant tackle and steals the ball."

"Gryffindor has the ball now, and that's Gryffindor's chaser, Katie Bell, darting around Flint in the air!"

"Ouch! That must have hurt! Hit on the back of the head by a Quaffle, which was intercepted by Slytherin. It was Derian Pussey rushing toward the goalpost!"

"But he was knocked down by another wanderer, who was either Fred or George Weasley who pushed it aside. Those two twins were really hard to tell apart."

"The Gryffindor batter did a fantastic job! Johnson has retrieved the Quaffle again. With no resistance in front of her, she's sprinting like she's flying!"

"Dodge a stray ball, the goalpost is right in front of you, come on, good, Angelina, goalkeeper Blake dives in—gone—Gryffindor scores!"

The cheers of the Gryffindors echoed in the cold sky, mixed with the roars and groans of the Slytherins.

The match continued, and Harry, who was observing the Golden Snitch's surroundings on the field, suddenly found his flying broomstick seemingly out of control, shaking wildly up, down, left, and right.

Snape noticed the problem immediately. He quickly stood up and muttered incantations, clearly using a sophisticated silent and wandless spellcasting technique.

Harry's flying broomstick calmed down briefly under Snape's spell, but soon started swinging again.

“If that doesn’t work, use a wand. Silent, wandless spellcasting reduces the spell’s effectiveness too much,” Su Yu said, standing up next to Snape.

“No, if I interfere with the match now, that kid’s debut will be ruined!” Snape refused.

Su Yu gave a maternal smile: "Hehe, and you still say you don't care about him?"

Seeing that Snape ignored him, Su Yu continued, "I have a solution: a bottle of anti-curse potion, a bottle of Felix Felicis, and a bottle of antidote."

"You're robbing me!" Snape glared fiercely at Su Yu.

"So, do you want it or not?" Su Yu was fearless. He wasn't actually after the potion; he just wanted to tease Snape.

"Stop talking nonsense and get to work!" Snape forced out the words through gritted teeth.

Chapter 36 Remus Lupin

As expected, he's still the little prince who's all bark and no bite. Su Yu's lips curled into a smile as he pulled a small sphere from his seamless stretching pouch: "Don't cast any spells, or this thing will make you feel terrible."

The next moment, Su Yu opened the small sphere, and a spherical stream of magical energy rippled out from it, extending to about 20 meters away.

All the professors and junior wizards within range felt a momentary disruption in their magical energy, which then quickly returned to normal.

This thing is called a magic oscillator. For normal wizards, it feels about the same as before and won't have any effect on them.

However, if you happen to be casting a spell when this thing is turned on, things get interesting; the chaotic magic will instantly disrupt your original magic circuits.

In better cases, the spell is interrupted, and the person might feel unwell for an hour or two. In worse cases, the person might vomit blood and be bedridden for a week.

If, by some unfortunate twist of fate, you happen to be using Apparition at that moment, then congratulations, you're likely to experience what it's like to be decapitated.

At this moment, it was clear that no one around was using magic except for Professor Quirrell. The sudden magical disorder almost made Quirrell vomit blood, but he swallowed it back down so as not to attract attention.

If Keanu Reeves had ever watched Chinese martial arts films, he would know that spitting out this kind of blood usually solves the problem, but swallowing it would definitely result in serious injury.

In the sky, Harry's broom finally stabilized, and at the same time, he saw the Golden Snitch. He immediately started the broom and pounced on the Golden Snitch.

After a fierce chase, Harry rushed toward the ground at an extremely high speed, and just before the impact, he turned and flew almost skimming the ground to the center of the field.

Harry jumped off the broom, covered his mouth with his hand as if he was about to vomit, coughed several times, and then a golden object fell into his palm.

"I caught the Golden Snitch!" Harry shouted, lifting the Golden Snitch high above his head, and the contest ended in chaos.