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

"Also, I kept the troll's corpse. The burn marks on that dead troll's body are not simple; some wounds don't seem to be caused by a normal [Fire-Starting Charm]. You need to be careful about that Ravenclaw's rebirth."

Dumbledore simply nodded. "I understand, Severus. You need to give young wizards more trust."

Seeing that his words were ignored, Snape turned and left.

As he was about to leave the headmaster's office, Dumbledore quietly said, "Please keep an eye on Professor Quirrell for me."

“You already suspect him, yet you still let him be a professor in the castle?!” Snape was even angrier.

“Severus, I have my reasons,” Dumbledore said softly.

"To hell with your damn reason!" Snape roared in impotent rage, slamming the door behind him as he stormed out.

For a period of time afterward, Levin practically became a star at Hogwarts.

Almost everyone who meets him asks him about how he defeated the troll.

Even his roommate Steve came over to ask him, "Hey Levin, I heard you had a big battle with a giant the other night! You blew up the toilet and there were severed limbs everywhere. Is that true?"

Levin was stunned after hearing this.

Good grief, are you sure you're not talking about Stalingrad, but the Hogwarts basement?

He only learned when he asked Hermione that after returning to the common room that day, Ron An couldn't contain his excitement and talked to the lion cubs for most of the night.

It was absolutely spectacular!

To attract more attention, Ron exaggerated the facts a little.

Who knew that the story would spread like wildfire, and things would turn out this way.

Ron is indeed a big mouth who loves to show off.

Even a week later, Levin could still see him bragging about it to others at breakfast in the auditorium.

After entering November, the weather became very cold.

The mountains surrounding the school were gray and covered with ice and snow, and the lake surface was as cold and hard as tempered steel.

Every morning, when the ground was frosty, the young wizards noticed that Rupert Hagrid, the Hogwarts key keeper and game field keeper, was covered in thick fur and was shaving the flying broomsticks off the Quidditch pitch.

The Quidditch season is about to begin.

During this period, Ravenclaw captain Roger Davis was like he was on steroids, grabbing Levin and the others to train whenever he had time, and Quidditch training increased from three times a week to five times a week.

But the Hogwarts professors do not slack off on their studies because of the exciting Quidditch season.

Therefore, Levin was much busier than his classmates.

Quidditch training was of course essential. In addition to completing the assignments given by his professors, he also had to go to the library to read and scan books, and look for opportunities to find valuable items to repair in the Room of Requirement—his first holiday since arriving at Hogwarts was about to begin.

"Harry Potter has been appointed as the Seeker for the Gryffindor Quidditch team, and he will be playing today."

On Saturday morning, Roger Davis ran breathlessly to the Ravenclaw common room to announce the news.

Although Ravenclaw will face Hufflepuff in tomorrow's match, their biggest rivals in the Quidditch Cup have always been Slytherin and Gryffindor.

Therefore, Roger has been keeping track of the situation of both teams.

"He's only a first-year student, yet he's actually become a key player."

"Didn't everyone say he was a substitute?"

"So what? Don't we also have a first-year key player?"

"Could it be because he's famous?"

"of course not!"

Levin proactively popularizes science:

"Do you know that trophy room on the fourth floor? The crystal glass cases there display trophies, shields, medals, and statues. Every Quidditch Cup is kept there. I remember the last time I passed by there, I saw a name on one of the trophies—James Potter."

“James Potter?” Cerira was somewhat surprised. “Another Potter? What’s his relationship with Harry…”

“They are father and son,” Levin affirmed. “That means Harry’s father, as the Seeker, helped Gryffindor win the Quidditch Cup.”

Levin's words caused an uproar.

Quidditch talent can be inherited, which is not surprising; there are many Quidditch families in the wizarding world.

Seeing that the scene was becoming somewhat chaotic, Shirella coughed and said loudly:

"A mere Potter, and you're already scared? No matter who the opponent is, victory belongs to Ravenclaw!"

At this moment, her gaze was resolute, revealing her desire for victory.

“That’s right, tomorrow against Hufflepuff, victory will only be ours,” Levin chimed in.

Thinking of Levin and Ciri, this formidable duo, the Hawks were somewhat less wary of Harry.

But after watching the afternoon's game, the "Harry Potter threat" theory resurfaced.

In their first game of the season, Slytherin played extremely dirty.

They looked more like they were playing rugby than Quidditch.

Throughout the game, they consistently committed malicious fouls, making life extremely difficult for Gryffindor and keeping them behind in the score.

In the end, it was Harry Potter who saved the world, risking his broom to go out of control to catch the Golden Snitch first and end the game in one fell swoop.

After the match, a little farce occurred where Snape was suspected of framing Potter.

But in any case, everyone has witnessed Harry Potter's abilities.

Ravenclaw can only hope that their new players have the same talent as Harry.

The next morning, the weather was clear but cold.

The restaurant was filled with the enticing aroma of grilled sausages, and everyone was looking forward to an exciting Quidditch match.

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Let me answer the reader's question.

A reader asked why the protagonist had to share his self-created magic.

Because these spells are simple and basic enough, sharing them wouldn't pose much of a threat.

Magic spells like invisibility, light dance, ice arrow, and fireball are just common, basic spells in other worlds, with limited potential. So what if others know about them?

If the protagonist were to learn advanced spells like [Prayer], [Death Finger], [Meteor Explosion], and [Time Stop], he certainly wouldn't just teach them to anyone.

Furthermore, the main plot of this novel revolves around building power, rather than one person quietly becoming stronger.

The protagonist is an orphan with no family, so to build up his power, he naturally needs to find opportunities to win over and subdue talented people.

Even if you think outsiders are unreliable and want to follow the path of having many children and good fortune, you still need the cooperation of the opposite sex. You can't let the protagonist have a split personality, can you?

If you really can't stand romance and think it's all about licking each other, you can just treat Hermione as a future subordinate.

Chapter 35 Ravenclaw vs Hufflepuff

Time quickly passed to eleven o'clock.

The area around the Quidditch stadium was packed with people; it seemed like the entire school's faculty and students had come to the stands around the stadium.

Many students even brought monoculars.

To get a clear view of the game, the stands were practically raised into the air, but sometimes it was still difficult to see what was happening.

Roger and the other team members escorted Levin and Ciri to the locker room.

"Hey guys, our Ravenclaw glory is about to begin! We are the best team Ravenclaw has ever made!"

Roger eagerly began his pre-match speech:

"Two years ago, after our best Chaser, Miss Ray Anlen, joined Ravenclaw, our record surpassed Gryffindor and became second only to Slytherin."

"And this year, we have welcomed another young and talented Chaser, Levin Green. Neither Slytherin nor Hufflepuff can match us!"

Wish us luck! Tell me! What are we?!

"champion!"

The Ravenclaw Quidditch players strode confidently out of the locker room and onto the roaring pitch.

Roger wasn't in the lead; it was Ciri, because she was the biggest "star".

Levin walked behind without a trace of fear, even feeling a surge of excitement—even he was affected by such a frenzied atmosphere.

The scene was just like a wildly popular football or basketball game from my past life.

Levin spotted Ravenclaw's stands immediately, with a huge banner above them that read "Ravenclaw will win."

Around the large banner, there were also smaller banners with the names of the seven team members written on them.

These banners were enchanted with a levitation spell, allowing them to float above the Ravenclaw stands without needing to be held by anyone.

The blue banner fluttered in the wind, and the eagle emblem on the banner, constantly flapping its wings, looked just like a real eagle soaring through the sky.

The referee for the match was Mrs. Hodge, who stood in the center of the field, holding her flying broom.

"Attention everyone, I hope everyone will participate in the competition fairly and honestly."

She said this after both teams came to her side.

"Please hop on your flying brooms."

Levin mounted Nimbus 2000.

This was a gift from Professor Flitwick.

The Ravenclaw headmaster did not want his student to lose to the Gryffindor Seeker.

"Beep----"

Mrs. Hooch blew her silver whistle with all her might.

Fifteen flying brooms rose from the ground and soared high into the sky.

The game started.

"Good morning, everyone. I'm your commentator for this game—Lee Jordan."

Lee Jordan's enthusiastic voice ignited the atmosphere in the arena.

He was a black boy from Gryffindor with traditional black dreadlocks, and his speech seemed to have a rhythm. He had an amazing talent for commentary.