Chapter 389: Beater Partner

After saying goodbye to Draco, the idea of wanting to ask Zhang Qiu for a belt and trying to transform himself became stronger and stronger in Harry's heart. At noon the next day, he couldn't help but talk about this matter in the library again.

"How should I put it, Harry." Zhang Qiu said with some difficulty, "I don't think it's convenient to give you another belt."

"You think my level is not enough?" Harry said with some grievance, "However, how can I know without trying?"

"Because of Occlumency."

Harry widened his eyes. He spent a whole year practicing Occlumency last year, but he didn't expect this skill to become an obstacle now.

"Occlumency does prevent others from peeping at you, but it also makes it very difficult for you," Zhang Qiu looked for adjectives for a long time, "to burst out with strong enough emotions."

"Yes, this is also the reason why we have been avoiding this matter," Ron said, "This will make you frustrated."

"Not frustrated." Harry took a deep breath, "Occlumency has its special role. If I hadn't learned to close my mind well last year, maybe what we are discussing now is Yanayev's blitzkrieg on Poland."

Harry deliberately left the Beater tryouts for last because he wanted to observe everyone's performance carefully and, combined with the other team members he already had a rough idea about, put together a team with a cohesive style.

"I am even worse than you." Zhang Qiu comforted, "My Occlumency is not practiced by myself, it was done by Master. I am even less likely to experience the Knight System."

"Then your meaning is that I still have a little possibility?" Harry seemed to have raised a glimmer of hope again.

"Uh, let's analyze the identity of that bat monster." Zhang Qiu smoothed her hair, "He attacked you on the road, right? I think it's a bit suspicious."

"Where is it suspicious?" Harry followed the new topic in disappointment.

"First of all, we have to understand who he is preparing to attack? If he just attacks students randomly, and the result happens to kick an iron plate, is this possibility high?"

"Not high." Harry also started to think seriously, "It's rare for anyone to pass by on the road from Hagrid's hut to the castle, and when we came back, it was still dusk. If the attacker wanted to make some noise and attract the Knights in the school to appear, he definitely wouldn't choose this place."

"You mean, he specifically ambushed the two of you there?" Ron, who was eating, suddenly stopped his movements.

"I think so, and do you remember? He looked at us for a few seconds before launching the attack." Harry analyzed calmly, "It's possible he wanted to confirm our identities, or it's possible he specifically wanted to wait for you to transform, perhaps both."

"Then he ambushed us for?" Ron blinked, "Is it still a test?"

"Perhaps he was to test your strength, and by the way confirm your identity." Harry nodded, "Knight armor naturally acts as a mask. No wonder you call it Kamen Rider. This word 'Kamen' is actually quite worth noting."

"Then, according to your speculation, Night Rogue's trip clarified two things: one is that the real identity of the Saber who appeared a few days ago is Ron Weasley; the second is that Ron's strength is relatively average." Zhang Qiu summarized, "But if you say so, I believe you also noticed one of the problems."

Ron only noticed "strength is relatively average," and his face didn't look good.

"That's right, there must be a mole in the school. No, I even suspect that Night Rogue is that mole." Harry said with burning eyes, "That new Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher!"

"Whoa, this position has become a scapegoat position from now on." Zhang Qiu rolled her eyes, "I think the possibility is not high. What is more worth noting is the first-year students."

"Because if it were a professor, when he noticed Ron, and even saw fragments of his battle, today's Night Rogue's test would have become a completely unnecessary thing." Zhang Qiu argued reasonably, "He either wanted to kill you and Ron in one go, otherwise there was no need to plan this attack at all."

"So I speculate that Night Rogue and the mole are not the same person. It should be that the mole reported the news to the superior, and the superior sent Night Rogue to verify it." Zhang Qiu said, touching her chin, "The next thing is very clear, Ron is responsible for finishing off Night Rogue, and we can consider finding the mole."

"Me?" Ron pointed to himself with a finger, "That bat monster is strong, and knows how to use a knife, I really don't necessarily beat him."

"But you can also fight him back and forth, can't you?" Zhang Qiu said, "Then with Draco's help, we might be able to take him down."

Harry's thoughts were moved by the word "take down." He was thinking, since a Knight always has a transformer, as long as the transformation can be beaten apart, the true face of the transformer can be revealed—at that time, he can also interrogate him to get some information, and the initiative will be back in his own hands.

Ron still needed some time to recuperate. Madam Pomfrey politely asked them out of the hospital wing. Harry looked at his watch. It was about time for the Torchwood gathering, and he happened to feel he needed to talk to Draco.

When Harry walked into the familiar living room, the children were sitting in a circle happily. Crabbe and Goyle were grabbing snacks on the table and stuffing them into their mouths. If you don't consider the fact that they were already in the sixth grade, it could be considered adding a few points of childlike interest.

"Good evening, everyone, any fresh news recently?" Harry said casually and sat down opposite Draco.

"Ah, speaking of which, you definitely won't be unfamiliar," Draco looked over with a smile, "Do you know the Half-Blood Prince?"

"What?" Harry showed a confused look. He thought the other party was going to talk about Ron defeating the Striker.

"The girls' group has been talking about it recently, and I forgot who spread it." Pansy added, "Of course, rather than saying it's a specific person, it's more like a beautiful image. They say the Prince is a handsome, elegant person who knows everything about magic knowledge."

"Sounds like a young version of Dumbledore." Luna said.

"Looking at it now, Harry is about the one closest to the 'Half-Blood Prince'." Ginny looked at him with a strange gaze.

"Yes, what I find very strange is that even Hermione came to ask me about this!" Eve blinked, "We all know Potter is a descendant of Linfred, right? Then it can only be Evans—"

"But Evans is a Muggle surname, right?" Ernie said, dodging his eyes.

"Right, Hermione suspects that we are really the Romanovs, because Ivan is also quite common over there." Eve explained, "If we had to abandon the Romanov surname because of being hunted, changing to Evans is also very possible."

"Crazy, what is all this." Harry only felt tired, "My mother is just an ordinary Muggle. Don't put these things on my head for the sake of some so-called Prince."

"I understand, I understand." Draco cooperated and nodded. Harry really wanted to punch him and curse "You understand a fart!"

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"That works too. I personally recommend the Nimbus 2001. If you're not short on money, you could also buy a Firebolt," Harry said while doing some mental math, "A Nimbus costs about twenty thousand dollars, and a Firebolt would be over a hundred thousand."

"The Firebolt has already dropped in price, hasn't it?" Ron said from the side; having been poor for so long, he couldn't stand hearing such large numbers.

Edith's expression was very ugly, and she said quite reluctantly: "I, I'll go back and ask my father."

"Actually, this doesn't seem very reasonable." After watching Edith leave, Harry said thoughtfully, "No one forbids Muggle-borns from playing Quidditch, but with the sky-high prices of broomsticks, plus the harsh exchange rates and limits at Gulingge, is Quidditch also excluding Muggle-borns?"

"But professional teams usually provide broomsticks," Ron said, "Didn't Cedric also switch to a Firebolt?"

"But if someone hasn't even played for a school team, how can they enter a professional team?" Harry shook his head, "Still, this is a line of thought. I think the school should provide the money for Muggle-borns to buy broomsticks, and they would only need to return them to the school team after leaving."

"Wow, does that mean the ancient, worn-out junk in our training room came from that?" Ron said curiously, "Could there have been such a rule in the past?"

"I don't think so," Harry shook his head, "It's more likely they were donated by students or professors. What I'm saying is that the Ministry of Magic should establish a special appropriation to solve this problem."

"But doesn't the Ministry of Magic have no money either? Dad has been saying lately that making the Tardis has put them in too much debt."

In that instant, Harry thought of a lot. Were there even deeper conspiracies and layouts surrounding the Doctor Project? However, he still convinced himself not to think too much; as long as they were walking on the path of justice, spending a little more money really wasn't a very high price to pay.

"Forget it, I'll ask Sineipu when I go there tonight," Harry said, "I think at least while the school has money now, we can try to get it started."

In the evening, under Mia's indifferent gaze, Sineipu refused the proposal without a second thought.

"I don't object to you sponsoring the team yourself, Young Master Potter; after all, background is also a part of one's strength," Sineipu said coldly, "but the school doesn't have extra money for you to play the saint. If you really want to gain an advantage in front of Ma Erfu, you should do as he does and pay out of your own pocket to buy a few broomsticks. Besides, a certain Padfoot is richer than Luxiusi right now."

"Alright, let's continue with the previous topic. Today's reference material is Chapter Six of 'Advanced Dark Magic Decrypted' and page 12 of Grindelwald's notes. Regarding the creation of Inferi and corpse-manipulation techniques, we need to study the commonalities of how spells affect human tissue..."