Nina frowned, holding her wand horizontally in her palm, not knowing where the problem lay.
Karl understood; this situation was actually normal. Although there were indeed two Parseltongues in the school now, their states were both a bit special.
Lord Voldemort was currently in soul form and was possessing Quirrell, so it was indeed very difficult to detect.
And Harry Potter possessed the ability of Parseltongue because part of Lord Voldemort's soul existed inside him; this was hidden even deeper than the previous one.
"Just pretend nothing happened. Headmaster Dumbledore will handle this problem."
Karl picked up Nina's wand and twirled it twice, feeling that it was quite handy.
"Hmm—so that means you knew about this too? And you're involved in it?" Nina sighed helplessly.
"Don't worry, the one fishing is Dumbledore; I'm just helping to scoop the fish. There won't be any danger."
While comforting Nina, Karl took out his own wand, placed the two wands side by side in his palm, and was surprised to find two strands of Zou Wu mane automatically intertwining.
? Can it still be played like this?
"Alright then, I'll listen to you."
"You just believe it like that?"
Karl raised his eyebrows with some dissatisfaction; couldn't she persuade him a bit more and express some concern?
Nina rolled her eyes at him unceremoniously. "What else? It's not like I can persuade you anyway! If I don't believe you, what else can I do?"
Rather than telling this guy about her worries, it was better to quickly improve her strength so she could face danger with him in the future.
"Hmm—that makes sense too."
Just as Karl and Nina were trying to find a way to separate the two wands, an exclamation came from the Quidditch Pitch in the distance.
The two looked in the direction of the sound and saw a Little wizard falling off a flying broomstick from a height of over twenty feet.
"Bang! Hiss!"
Karl helped provide sound effects, with an expression of empathetic pain on his face.
"The person should be fine, right?"
Nina subconsciously grabbed Karl's sleeve; their flying skills were both ridiculously poor, and they would worry about such things happening every time they rode a flying broomstick before.
"No big deal, just a small issue. Look, he's getting up, but he definitely has to go to the hospital wing."
Karl watched Neville limp away from the Quidditch Pitch with Madam Hooch and began to look forward to the upcoming famous scene.
Soon, Malfoy and Harry both ascended on flying broomsticks one after another, and then the battle for the Remembrall began.
However, compared to Malfoy's wolf-fox dodging, Harry's flying skills were obviously more than a notch higher.
Nina widened her eyes in surprise. "These two first-year freshmen are too bold! A fall just happened, aren't they afraid at all?"
Karl was speechless for a moment. You, a person who goes to the Forbidden Forest as if it were going home, how do you have the nerve to call others bold?
"Oh!"
Accompanied by Nina's exclamation and the screams of the Little wizards on the pitch, Harry accelerated into a dive, grabbed the Remembrall extremely dangerously, and then landed steadily.
"Karl, this guy is so amazing. It seems like the Gryffindor Quidditch team will add a great Seeker next year. Now Becky and Cedric have a rival."
Looking at Nina's shocked appearance, Karl narrowed his eyes and muttered in a somewhat sour tone, "Just average. I am the inventor of the OLinn Movement; isn't the gold content higher than this?"
Just as he was talking, he saw Professor McGonagall rushing from the Castle towards the Quidditch Pitch.
Wait!
If he remembered correctly, Minerva would let Harry join the Gryffindor team as an exception and even buy him a Nimbus 2000?
Karl: (⊙_⊙)
Damn! My mood is even worse!
Cat Mom hasn't bought me one yet!
Although I don't need it, but—I still feel uncomfortable!
Annoying!
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