Rubik’s Cube of Heavens Chapter 55: Wood

Someone in the office!

After Professor David left, there were still other people in the office.

Although he couldn't see it with the naked eye, and couldn't hear the other person's breathing or heartbeat, but Kewen's sixth sense of the warrior sensed the sight that was placed on him.

At first, I didn't feel anything, but after throwing nearly half of the snakes into the box, Cowen confirmed that the gaze was not from the group of snakes on the ground.

Who would watch him when he had nothing to do?

After combining the recent events, the conclusion is obvious, the person who is hiding in the dark must be the headmaster of this Hogwarts house - Dumbledore!

Ke Wen didn't know why he attracted so much attention from the other party, just because he had acted a little false before?

It's too much to treat a 'little boy' like him like this. After all, among the Slytherin students, there are many people with hypocritical and repetitive personalities. Why did he receive such obvious "care" by himself?

Kewen is irritable.

After being bored under the quilt for a while, Kewen adjusted his mood, sorted out his expression, lifted the quilt and got up, and started to do his homework as if nothing had happened...

Meanwhile, in the principal's office.

Dumbledore sat behind the desk with a relaxed expression, holding the cup holder in his left hand and the handle of the cup in his right hand, looking at Snape and Professor McGonagall in front of him with a smile.

"So..." Snape's voice was low, but slightly relaxed: "You confirmed that Cowen Quinn is not Parseltongue?"

"That's right." Dumbledore nodded slowly: "I have taken out the memory and saved it, you can also see it for yourself."

He picked up the teacup and took a sip of tea, and then Dumbledore continued: "If the child was Parseltongue, he would definitely have some expressions when faced with so many snakes, but in the From my observations, it is clear that the child does not understand snake language at all."

"This is really great!" Professor McGonagall clasped his hands on his chest and sighed heavily, his face full of joy.

"Yes Minerva." Dumbledore echoed: "It seems that we are indeed overly wary of that child."

"I can understand." Professor McGonagall nodded slowly: "After all, that child's talent is so good, and in just one month, his strength has grown so much that one can't believe he is still a child."

"So, Severus, do you have any comments?" Dumbledore turned to Professor Snape.

Snape pondered for a moment, then shook his head slightly.

"Very good." Dumbledore smiled with satisfaction: "Then, I need you to inform the other professors and help the child as much as possible in the future."

"Of course, don't make this matter known to the whole school." Dumbledore went on to add: "Also, everyone should not only give the child the best help in learning, but also in life. Guide him as much as possible, and guide him to continue on the right path."

"Albus we will." Professor McGonagall responded slightly excitedly: "I would suggest Kewen to make more friends, but..."

Having said this, Professor McGonagall couldn't help turning his head to look at Snape, and said after deliberation, "I don't think that child should have more contact with the Slytherins, sorry, Severus, you should understand I mean."

Professor Snape didn't care, just nodded slightly, and said in a flat tone: "I understand that everyone wants Cowen Quinn to walk on the path of sunshine, those dark, But it will lead him to have bad thoughts."

Professor McGonagall nodded gratefully to Snape, but said nothing.

…

Cowen doesn't know that his surveillance period is over.

In the next few days, Kewen still maintained a 'little transparent' personality, trying his best to avoid attracting the attention of others.

Until the second weekend, the House will hold a Quidditch match.

The first game of the new school year's Quidditch game will be played on weekend mornings, with Gryffindor House taking on Slytherin House.

Today's weather is cloudless, the sky is blue and clear, and the sun is very bright.

Early in the morning, the entire academy, regardless of grade level, all the students and professors came to the Quidditch arena, which shows the popularity of this kind of Quidditch competition in the magic world.

Kewen stood on the simple stand with his familiar classmates, and he couldn't help but feel a little uncomfortable listening to the excited discussions around him.

Before time travel, there were no sports events of various types in the new era. There was only one kind of international competition, and that was the martial arts competition. All the participants were superhumans or cultivators.

Kewen had seen the records before the Epoch in the process of learning knowledge, and knew that there were activities such as football, basketball, etc., but it was only a general understanding, and there was no more specific concept.

Therefore, now feeling the enthusiasm of the people around him for the 'Quidditch' game, Kewen feels a little difficult to participate in, as if there is a generation gap.

"Look! They're here! They're here!"

A scream suddenly sounded from the side, startling Kewen. He turned around and found that it was Oliver Wood, a classmate in the same grade.

Following Wood's screams, the participating students from the two colleges flew over the arena on their "flying brooms", and then each performed some flying tricks, causing bursts of cheers and screams throughout the arena.

Hearing the deafening and enthusiastic voices around him~IndoMTL.com~ Kewen shook his head helplessly, then looked up into the sky to observe the contestants.

Cowen couldn't help being stunned for a moment at this observation, then withdrew his gaze, raised his arm and elbowed Wood, who was still screaming beside him.

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa Cowen?" Wood screamed halfway through and turned his head to look over in confusion.

Kewen leaned closer to each other's ear and asked loudly, "I didn't notice before, Wood, who are the three redheads above?"

"Red hair? Oh! Those are the three Weasley brothers." Wood also leaned closer to Cowen's ear and replied loudly, "Look at the short-haired and slightly chubby one, that's fourth-grade Charlie; the long-haired one is Bill in sixth grade; last one was Percy Weasley in second grade."

"Oh..." Kewen nodded in understanding.

"But that Percy's skills are not good." Wood went on to introduce to Cowen: "There are no second-year students in Gryffindor who are good at flying, and that Percy can only make up the number. We will wait until next year. When the sophomore can sign up for Quidditch, I'll definitely beat him!"

"Then come on." Kewen smiled back in encouragement.

"What about you, Cowen?" Wood asked. "You're doing so well in your flying class. Would you like to sign up with me next year?"

"I'm not sure yet, I don't even know the rules of the game." Cowen responded loudly to Wood amid the monstrous noise.

"Go back and I'll teach you!" Wood also said loudly: "It's too late, the game is about to start, you watch it first!"

"No problem."

Cowen made an OK gesture, then looked across the middle of the arena, where Mrs. Hooch, the flight professor, was ready to announce the start of the competition...