HP: How come time travelers also do wholesale? - Chapter 9 The world is about to go haywire

This Wood man was a man of few words. He came to the training ground alone, dragging a box of Quidditch balls. Yan Ming followed quickly behind him but didn't have a chance to lend a hand.

"what???"

Yan Ming was a little stunned, wasn't he? Although he got full marks in theory, this was his first time in practice!

Wood's actions were so swift and decisive that just as Yan Ming arrived beside him, he had already squatted down and opened the box. The Bludger was moving restlessly, as if it was going to run out and give each of the two men a big slap in the face.

Wood spoke so quickly that Yan Ming could hardly hear which word he was saying.

But soon his attention was grabbed by the Golden Snitch flying freely in the sky.

"Is this the Golden Snitch?"

There is indeed a difference between the third-person perspective and the second-person perspective.

Then he added: "This way we will be stable."

Yan Ming retracted his gaze: "Do I still need to catch the ball with my mouth?" This was obviously a joke. Wood thought about it and said with a smile: "If you want, I think the Golden Snitch will not refuse your saliva."

"Oh." Yan Ming nodded. "Come to think of it, what does that mean? Has it been stable in previous years?"

Wood became more energetic when talking about this. He raised his head slightly, his tone full of pride: "Of course, although Charlie graduated, I am still here. In the past few years, I have led Gryffindor to win the house cup for many years!"

Come to think of it, it seemed that Wood communicated with him in English from beginning to end.

"Um... May I ask what country you were from before you traveled through time?"

"We can deal with these chores after we finish training. We need to give you extra training now, otherwise you won't be able to keep up with the rest of us." Wood said this as he opened the belt that locked the Bludger with his foot, holding the hammer in one hand.

"Watch out Harry."

After the training, Yan Ming learned from the conversation between him and Wood that Wood’s former name was also Oliver, Oliver Secco.

Oliver is French and a member of the national football team (Disclaimer: This is a fictional plot, please don’t take it too seriously).

On the night he led the country to win the World Cup, Oliver was assassinated in the hotel.

Yan Ming didn't find this way of dying while traveling through time strange. It was mainly because it was the first time he saw a traveler from a country other than his own in a time-travel novel.

Speaks English quite well.

"I was reborn after all."

"I thought you didn't pronounce h in your country."

"It's actually silent..."

In the following conversation, Wood said that he had rarely watched Harry Potter before because he was busy with training. At most, he would watch a movie when he was bored. The only thing he was interested in was this flying ball game.

It looks similar to a football.

The actual experience is much more exciting than football, but the principle is the same.

Gryffindor had never lost before Charlie graduated, and then after he graduated Slytherin thought that their time to turn things around had come, but it turned out that Wood, a member of the national team in his previous life, came to Gryffindor.

But the Slytherins cared a lot.

What is there to say?

Those who can’t get what they want are always in a turmoil, while those who are favored are fearless.

Gryffindor has been winning so many games in recent years.

But Professor McGonagall always has a heart that loves talents, and whenever she meets a talented player, she can't wait to introduce him to Wood.

Yan Ming was already looking forward to the first Quidditch game after Halloween.

Battle against Slytherin.

Well, first of all, we need to train.

It would be better if Voldemort could be killed directly this year.

Yan Ming made an exercise plan for himself in his mind.

Not only physical fitness, but also magic learning must keep up.

Well! Tomorrow I will go to Ravenclaw to ask the professor to give me some extra lessons.

"?" A question mark slowly appeared on Yan Ming's head.

When Luke saw Yan Ming coming back, it was as if he saw the savior in the world: "Hey Harry!! You're back! Come on, I forgot the password! I can't get in!"

Yan Ming's eyes twitched slightly, and he stood in front of the Fat Lady's mural and said the new password that had been changed this week.

Luke breathed a sigh of relief when the door opened.

"Hey, I brought it, but I lost it."

Luke smiled innocently.

Yan Ming: ...

Yan Ming said nothing, took his change of clothes and went to take a shower.

-

"Ok?"

Malfoy, who had just come out of the library with a book in his arms, picked up a note in the corridor. It had been folded but had been opened, so he could see the words on it at once: "Vossie. Why is there a curse in this note?"

In line with the principle of not littering, Malfoy folded the note, put it in his pocket, and then walked towards the Slytherin common room with the book in his arms.

……

"Weasley, are you sure you don't want to consider joining our Quidditch team?"

In the Ravenclaw common room, Ron was sitting on the sofa reading a book. Next to him was their Quidditch captain Roger, who was looking at him with a look of pity.

There is a saying that goes, most men in the Weasley family are good at Quidditch. Even though Ron is essentially a Professor Zhu, he does have the talent.

Roger was still unwilling to give up: "You come and give it a try! I have been persuading you for a week! Rumor has it that Gryffindor next door has found a new seeker, and he is a first-year. You will definitely not be worse than them!"

First grade?

It should be that child Harry.

Ron thought.

Although this scene was very concealed and Ron immediately came down to the ground, he was still seen by Roger.

Roger, who had been the all-around runner-up for hundreds of years, suddenly had bright eyes and felt that he had found a treasure, but because Ron was still a first-year, he had to give up. He thought of letting Ron join next year. Later, he heard that Gryffindor next door recruited a first-year Seeker, and he instantly felt that the opportunity had come.

So I persuaded Ron for a week.

Ron silently put down the book in his hand and said, "Don't force others to do what they don't want, senior."

A healthy body is more important than anything else. He also knows Quidditch. It is too dangerous. The twin brothers at home said that people often get injured or go missing. Although he doubts the credibility of the latter, injuries are inevitable, not to mention the dangerous thing called a bludger.

Thinking of this, Ron sighed silently: "I have already clearly rejected Senior Roger." He smiled politely and left back to the dormitory.

It is enough to have one savior who breaks the rules. If there is another one, wouldn’t it just cause more trouble?

……

"I remember it was lost near here."

"..."

Yan Ming got up from the ground, dusted himself off, and felt speechless.

"How desperate am I to help you find the note? Why don't you just write another one?"

Luke smiled innocently again.

-

It's another early morning.

Yan Ming stood by the Black Lake and breathed in the fresh air, although the air was not that fresh.

Voldemort looks like a fragile wizard. You've never seen him swing his fist. When he's unhappy with someone, he'll just wave his wand and eat them. So he's invincible in close combat, my friends!

A mage who can't fight in close combat is not a good warrior!

"Harry! Good morning!" Hermione came jogging over, waving her hand after warming up, with a bright smile on her face.

"Morning." Yan Ming also waved his hand. "It's only a little after 5:30 now. You're up so early when your class starts at 8."

A question mark slowly rose above Yan Ming's head.

As far as he knows, many girls just talk about losing weight, watch weight loss videos, add them to their favorites, and then forget about it.

Just like the author.

Spiritual weight loss

"Can't you be more tactful?" Hermione sighed, then cheered up and said, "I was thinking about a question last night. Do I need to go to the toilet on Halloween to give you some experience points? There's a Halloween party next week! We can even see the troll then!"

Yan Ming thought for a moment: "Do you want to think about which college Ron is in now? Who can I gain experience with?"

The two of them began to jog along the lake, and Hermione was able to keep up.

"We can't just do nothing, right? When I was reading the novel, what I liked most were their adventures!" Hermione's eyes lit up when she talked about this. "Can we go on adventures like in the original book?!"

"That's right." Hermione nodded, and then complained, "Speaking of which, why are there so many time travelers here, you, me, Malfroy, Ron, and even Snape Dumbledore.

It would be interesting if Sirius and Lupin were also time travelers in the future."

Yan Ming imagined the scene.

"Well...if even they are like this, then there's no need to worry about whether the plot can start normally. Maybe even the scar on my head will disappear."

"But judging from my current life experience, it is unlikely that they traveled through time. After all, James and Lily did sacrifice themselves."

Hermione's breathing became a little irregular as she ran.

Yan Ming also slowed down and walked slowly beside him: "Your stamina is indeed a bit exaggerated. We have only been in the game for less than two minutes."

"How much physical strength do you expect from a working class guy like me who sits in front of a computer every day?"

"Maybe it's... fear engraved in DNA?"

"..."