Chapter 174

Another ordinary day.

Instigate rebellion in the morning, have classes during the day, tutor at night, and then go to bed.

Plain and full.

Klein wanted this life to last forever.

Unfortunately, some people don't want him to be safe

"Klein, the Quidditch World Cup qualifier is ahead of schedule. It's Christmas Eve!"

Draco claims to be Klein's first friend.

Since Klein joined England Quidditch team, he has been paying attention to Quidditch.

No, as soon as he saw the news in the newspaper, young master Malfoy hurriedly found Klein, took a picture of the newspaper and said excitedly.

"In advance?"

Hearing the news, Klein, who was carrying juice to his mouth, was stunned.

But he remained unmoved, glanced down at the headline of the sports page of the prophet daily, and silently put down the glass bottle in his hand.

The Quidditch World Cup qualifier is indeed ahead of schedule.

The match between England Quidditch team and Lithuania Quidditch team is scheduled for December 24, Christmas Eve.

"Oh, I want to know who is behind this. It's too inhumane to compete on Christmas Eve."

Christmas Eve is equivalent to the Spring Festival in the East. It's a day to get together with your family. It's not a mentality to compete on this special festival.

Klein, who is full of conspiracy theory skills, instinctively thought of himself.

I'm afraid someone isn't targeting him!

"Alas, who says no, you must not be nervous and affect your play."

Draco also felt that someone was targeting his good friends.

There has never been such a thing in previous years. Why did Klein make such a moth when he announced to join the representative of Quidditch in England?

"Well, don't worry, I don't care about this little thing. No matter when I'm notified that I'm going to play, I have no problem at all."

Not to mention that Mount Tai was on top of the mountain and his face remained unchanged, Klein also experienced great storms.

Ordinary things can't shake his heart.

In the face of absolute strength, any trick is a crooked way.

However, he still has to communicate with the English Quidditch team about this matter. Although his mentality is not affected, it does not mean that Gasol's mentality is not affected.

It's disgusting if the winning isn't beautiful enough.

......

British Quidditch team headquarters.

"No, it's said that it has been reported in the international Quidditch League. It can't be changed. We're going to play Lithuania at our home."

Manager William has had a hard time recently.

He was scolded by his own fans and endured the sarcasm of other fans.

Recently, the momentum has eased, and a notice of changing the game time directly slapped on the face.

Christmas Eve, Abby.

If you admit defeat, you will be eliminated directly, and you will not be able to win the Quidditch World Cup two years later.

There is no reason at all.

Appeal to the international Quidditch Union and get only the official answer of "moving to Christmas Eve to attract more people in order to promote Quidditch".

I can go to the fucking "promotion of Quidditch".

That's how to bully people!

"Gee, I think it's very good."

In the conference room, a bald old man had a generous expression on his face, not as sad as other senior members of the team.

In the eyes of others, it was a disaster for the English Quidditch team, but in the eyes of old oaks, it was sleepy. Someone gave a pillow.

What are you afraid of? The current team is the same as the previous team?

Little Lithuania is half as good as they used to be, old oaks admitted.

But now, they hold "King fried"!

"I know what you want to say, but Klein has not joined the team for a long time after all. Although he has strong strength, he has run in with the team..."

Manager William scratched his hair line, which was moving up quietly, and his face showed embarrassment.

Who knows if Klein will have stage fright and fail to play his real strength under the situation of great attention - this is not without precedent. The reason why many talents fail to leave a reputation is that they are too stage fright.

Alas ~ don't say it's a child. The mentality of adults also explodes!

"I said, don't you underestimate Klein? The last time he picked 14, I didn't see what he looked like a child. That time, it was a decisive decision."

Old oaks, the old God is smiling.

Since the last incident, he had an almost superstitious trust in Klein.

What others can't do, Klein can.

Because God sent the child to save the team!

The script has long been written~

Now these difficulties are just the lighting and stage arranged to make the debut of genius more gorgeous props!

"This... I can't deny it."

I was very worried, but also full of expectation.

Manager William is in a very complicated mood now.

The same is true of other senior executives.

The sun shines violently, and everything takes shape!

Just

Is it too strict to have only one chance.

One wrong step is doomed.

......

Since leaving newmond, Garrett has become more and more fond of reading newspapers and serving flowers and plants, which are leisure activities suitable for the elderly.

The organization is dormant, and he has nothing else to do. He can only lie in an easy chair all day and kill time in novels and publications.

Old cripple Zod accompanied him with a very subtle expression.

This is completely different from the leader in his impression.

"Oh, interesting."

Put down the novel in his hand, Garrett showed a happy smile on his face.

Unlike when he just got out of prison, he is now very clean, wearing a slightly loose gray suit, like an old gentleman who has been busy all his life and has just stepped into retirement.

"Chief, I really don't understand what you mean by reading Muggle books all day."

Seeing that Garrett stopped reading, old Zod finally found a chance and put forward his own questions.

Even if the organization is in the early stage of starting again, as a leader, it won't be so idle.

"Only by understanding the enemy can we defeat the enemy."

Garrett seemed to sigh with emotion.

After hearing this, old Zod's eyes twitched.

Boss, you're not reading serious literature, but fairy tales

It seems that 47 years has indeed changed a lot.

Are you old enough to do whatever you want?

"Alas ~"

Old Zod couldn't help sighing in his heart, but he didn't dare to show his emotions on his face.

After all, he is the boss. What he thinks may be different from him. This may be aimed at Muggle children. It may be the preparation for the rule of witches from the root.

Comforting himself in this way, he picked up a newspaper, scanned the contents, and then turned a page to the sports page.

Then old Zod narrowed his pupils and looked up at Garrett over the easy chair.

"Chief, we have news of young master Klein again."