With extraordinary comprehension, I built a floating city at Hogwarts.

"Even Mr. Scamander highly praised this paper, especially the experimental methods used in section 657, which contain many thought-provoking methods that cannot be learned from textbooks."

"Don't you study with Levin every day? Is he hiding something from you?" Harry asked, puzzled.

"Levin is not that kind of person!"

Hermione frowned, and Tyreveal defended himself seriously.

"It's just that some theories are too profound for me to grasp right now... In fact, 'being able to understand' and 'being able to see through the underlying theories' are two different things. I personally participated in many of the experiments he conducted while writing this article, but that didn't prevent him from writing it, while I couldn't."

"You actually contributed to this article?"

Ron said sourly, though he didn't know who he was being sour about.

"If it were me, I would also highly praise that article."

Harry nudged Ron.

Ron said unhappily, "What's wrong? Did I say something wrong?!"

"Of course that's not right! I'm simply recommending this article from an academic perspective; it has nothing to do with whether I was involved or not!"

Hermione glared at him fiercely, and Ron felt as if he were being stared at by Professor McGonagall.

“Mr. Weasley, if I were you, I would strive to write articles like that instead of spouting nonsense!”

Hermione snorted, turned away from Ron, and continued scribbling in the magazine.

Harry was a little annoyed, afraid that the two of them would start arguing again—this had been happening frequently since the first night of school—so he quickly changed the subject, asking, "Hermione, what are you writing?"

Upon hearing this, Ron couldn't help but lean closer, then exclaimed in surprise, "Why did you draw a heart next to Levin's name? I saw Parvati Petit do that on Lockhart's schedule."

Hermione slammed the magazine shut after her little secret was exposed, her face flushed with anger: "This is none of your business!"

As he spoke, he stood up and began packing his books.

Goodbye! I'm going to the library!

She glared at Ron and hurriedly left.

Once Hermione was out of sight, Harry whispered, "Ron, you shouldn't have asked that question. That was stupid."

“I’m just curious. Why is she so sensitive? Parvati was like that before too,” Ron said, pursing his lips.

"You messed with Parvati before?" Harry was speechless.

"It was just a glance. Don't you think Hermione and Parvati have a problem? Or are all girls this sensitive?"

Even then, Ron didn't realize what he had done wrong, and instead tried to persuade Harry.

“Unlike us, look how much fun we usually have, we never argue like that.”

Harry sighed.

If it were in the past, he wouldn't have thought Ron had a #5+5 problem.

But recently, he suddenly wanted to draw a heart on the name of the girl named Zhang Qiu.

Therefore, he began to empathize with certain things.

Seeing that Harry didn't speak, Ron said to himself, "Forget it, let him be angry. Anyway, she won't let us copy her homework."

Harry was even more speechless.

Do you want to listen to what you're saying?

Have you forgotten how you passed your first-grade exams?

He shook his head, then pulled a copy of "Fantastic Beasts Almanac" from his bag.

"No way, Harry, you even read this magazine?"

Ron instantly felt betrayed.

But Harry, oblivious to the fact, said, "I just suddenly realized that I'm still quite interested in magical creatures."

The reasons, of course, are not as simple as Harry made them out to be.

At breakfast this morning, he personally witnessed Zhang Qiu asking Levin for an autograph from the Fantastic Beasts Almanac, and also pulling him aside to ask him all sorts of questions.

That was the treatment he had always dreamed of.

It seems Zhang Qiu really likes this magazine.

If he can understand it, he won't be at a loss for topics when he has the chance to chat with Zhang Qiu in the future.

That's why he borrowed a copy from George and Fred.

To his embarrassment, when he flipped to Levin's article with its long title, he discovered that he couldn't understand it at all.

In fact, this is a problem faced by most young wizards, including Zhang Qiu.

They are far behind Levin.

Only some senior students could see the excellence in this paper.

For example, Penelope, the prefect of Ravenclaw.

She had slapped her thigh more than once, envying Ciri's decisiveness.

Why wasn't I shameless like you back then?

She leaned on Ciri's shoulder, whimpering and pretending to cry.

"I wish I could be shameless enough to date a younger woman."

Then he turned around and got a beating on the butt from Ciri.

Because it was simply incomprehensible, the craze for the Fantastic Beasts Almanac quickly faded away.

Harry no longer needs to worry about how to have common topics with his dream girl when he can't understand the paper.

And soon, he got the chance to meet the goddess face to face.

The Quidditch season is about to begin.

Since last year's match, Ravenclaw has been inspired by Levin and is determined to defend the College Cup and Quidditch Cup under Levin's leadership.

Ciri was particularly concerned about this matter, and she urged Roger to apply for permission to use the Quidditch training ground as soon as possible.

"Your method is truly brilliant, Levin!"

On the way to the stadium, Roger felt both happy and disappointed.

"Just like you said, as long as you flatter him a little, Professor Gilderoy Lockhart will gladly offer his autograph, and he won't care where you use it at all. I don't understand why Mom is so obsessed with this guy."

Levin was also very satisfied with the result.

In Ravenclaw, Roger was a notorious big mouth.

Once this news spreads, I'm sure many young wizards will try to get Lockhart's autograph.

There should be many visitors to the restricted book section this year.

He can then use Lockhart's signature to go to the restricted section; there shouldn't be any unexpected problems.

He walked to the Quidditch pitch while pondering these thoughts.

As a result, they saw from afar that there were already people there.

Two teams are facing off in the center of the court.

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Chapter 109 Stadium Conflict

The two sides facing off are the Quidditch players from Gryffindor and Slytherin.

"Ha, what kind of weather is this today? Even the Ravenclaws are here!" Slytherin Quidditch captain Marcus Flint sneered.

"This is our training time! We got up especially early! Please get out!" Oliver Wood, the Quidditch captain of Gryffindor, roared angrily.

Marcus Flint was even more imposing than Wood.

He replied with a monstrous, cunning look, “This place is very large, Wood.”

At this moment, the Gryffindor girls, Arya, Angelina, and Katie, also rushed over upon hearing the sound.

There were no girls among the Slytherin team members; they stood side by side in a row, glaring at the Gryffindor team members with identical expressions.

"But I've booked the entire stadium!" Wood shouted. "I've bought it all!"

“Sniff,” Flint said, “but I have a note signed by Professor Snape. I, Professor Severus Snape, have granted permission for the Slytherin team to train at the Quidditch pitch today to train their new Seeker.”

Levin watched them bickering from behind and found it quite amusing.

Especially Gryffindor and Slater,

Their captains, Wood and Flint, literally mean "wood and flint," which explains why they always argue whenever they meet.

“What a coincidence! We also have Professor Gilderoy Lockhart’s autographed permission!” Roger interjected, not to be outdone. “Wait, you have a new Seeker? Who is it?”

A small boy emerged from behind the six tall team members, a smug smile on his pale, pointed face.

It was Draco Malfoy.

But what Levin noticed was the broom in their hands.

Seven brand-new, gleaming flying brooms, with seven lines of beautiful gold lettering reading "Light Wheel 2001," dazzled the team members in the morning sunlight.

"The latest model, it just came out last month,"

Flint said nonchalantly, lightly brushing a speck of dust off the top of his broom.

“I believe it’s much faster than Harry and Levin’s Nimbus 2000 series.”

"As for the old-fashioned Seven Stars Sweep,"

He glanced at both teams with ill intent.

The Seven Sweep was indeed the mainstream, and the Weasley twins even had the older Five Sweep.

"Use these brooms to sweep the floor."

For a moment, the training ground was silent.

Levin and Ciri exchanged a glance and simultaneously brandished their brooms.

How did you know I switched to Nimbus 2001?