abnormal hogwarts

Chapter 171 Firebolt

Since Harry did not show off his flying skills outside the window of Professor McGonagall's office like in the original book, he did not get the Nimbus 2000 broomstick sponsored by Professor McGonagall.

So during the competition, he still used the school's worn-out Sweep series broom.

This morning, a group of owls worked together to carry a long package and flew into the auditorium with great effort.

The long package landed heavily on the long table in front of Harry, knocking over many plates and glasses.

Albert just glanced at it and understood. If nothing else happened, the broom should have been given by Sirius, but he didn't know whether it was the Firebolt or the Nimbus 2000.

"I...I have never received an email other than the acceptance letter!" Harry was a little excited.

"Let's open it first." Ron looked at the broom-shaped package in front of him, with some suspicion in his mind. He couldn't help but stretched out his hands and began to help Harry unpack the package.

"Firebolt!" Ron's exclamation spread throughout the Gryffindor table.

The iron parts made by the goblins, including the pedals and branch hoops, as well as the smooth polished ebony...

This all tells the excellent performance of this broomstick.

Firebolt appeared on the market even earlier than Nimbus 2000, but due to its high price and extremely low production volume, its market share is extremely low.

Only the Quidditch World Cup team can have one.

Moreover, the substitute players are not qualified to ride the Firebolt, so they can only use the Nimbus 2000.

"Who would give you such an expensive gift?"

Ron was so sad inside that he also wanted such a gift, and he was willing to spend his whole life being single in exchange for it.

George and Fred just came over to take a look and lost interest. This Firebolt had no appeal at all to them who had ridden the full version of the Blackbird Broomstick.

What about the Firebolt?

Can it break the sound barrier?

So what if it can break the sound barrier? Can it break out of the atmosphere?Can it fly in the atmosphere at nearly Mach [-]?

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Vilia also lacked interest. Her grandfather Nico had a lot of flying broomsticks in his house, all of which were made by Nico. There is no work by the master alchemist that is not much better than this firebolt.

On the contrary, Hermione was somewhat interested. After learning about Quidditch, a super popular sport in the wizarding world, the little Beaver showed great enthusiasm for it.

Although her talent in flying is not very good, this does not prevent her from loving Quidditch.

Just like some fans are not very talented in basketball, football or table tennis, but they love watching games very much.

"Can I touch it?" The little beaver moved his seat towards Harry.

Vilia looked a little unhappy when she saw her best friend "betrayed" her because of a broom, as if something important had been taken away.

Like a jealous little girl, Vilia casually took out a more exquisite broomstick from her arms and handed it to Hermione: "I have a better one, my grandfather Nico Flamel, the greatest broomstick in the world today. A broomstick made by an alchemist."

Hermione: "..."

Should she take the broom or not?

Wei Liya very arrogantly put the broomstick with a sexy shape directly into the hands of the still hesitating little beaver, "I'll give it to you."

"No, no, no, I can't have it." Hermione quickly declined.

"Wait, did you just mention 'Nicolas Flamel'?" Harry suddenly stood up from his seat.

"Yes what's the matter?"

"Is he your grandfather?" Harry felt a little incredible. He and Ron had searched hard in the library for so long to no avail, and finally heard this name from Vilia's mouth?

It was really hard to find a place after wearing iron shoes. Suddenly looking back, that person was in a dimly lit place. It took no effort to get there.

Vilia didn't find it strange at all that Harry had such a reaction. Nicolas Flamel was a famous alchemist who created the legendary magic stone that could turn stones into gold and refine the elixir of life. He was very famous. Gone.

She thought Harry was shocked by Nico's reputation.

"Isn't your grandfather Principal Dumbledore?" Hermione asked curiously. She always thought that Vilia was Dumbledore's granddaughter.

Vilia put down the knife and fork in her hand, looked at Hermione, and said, "I was adopted by Grandpa Nico. Grandpa Nico and Grandpa Albus are good friends, so..."

Miss Beaver immediately understood the relationship between these people.

"What about Senior Ivo? Does he also know your grandfather?" Harry couldn't help but ask.

Vilia looked at Harry with a look that looked like a fool, "I must know him. He is still a student of Grandpa Nico and Grandpa Albus, and he is hung up and beaten by them every day."

At the long table in Ravenclaw next door, Albert, who had been paying attention to what was going on in Gryffindor, instantly darkened his face. Why was he being hung up and beaten every day?

How many times did he have to emphasize that it was training!train!

"Is that so? That's why Senior Ivo's alchemy is so powerful!" Little Beaver exclaimed as her fingers gently slipped from the ring she was wearing. She really wanted to be a student of these two big men.

Akatsuki's ring, after several improvements by Albert, is no longer the same as before, and can only rely on slight heat to convey messages.

Now, the wearer of the ring can use it to perform magic lantern body and space gate magic. In addition, the ring has also solidified a defensive magic that can withstand three attacks from ordinary magic spells.

If it is a death curse, it can only be resisted once.

But this is also an amazing magic product. Compared with it, the magic robes worn by the members of the Akatsuki organization, which in addition to regulating the body temperature, are only waterproof and moisture-proof, are a bit worth mentioning.

Harry asked Vilia for information about Nico Flamel in a roundabout way, and secretly remembered it in his heart.

Magic stone.

In that case, it must be Voldemort's target.

Ron was a little absent-minded. His mind was now filled with the scene of riding this Firebolt, winning the Quidditch Cup for Gryffindor, and accepting the "encouragement" from the girls.

Thinking about it, little Ron almost couldn't help but stand up.

"Ron, Ron!"

Harry's words woke Ron up from his sweet dream. He raised his hand and touched the corner of his mouth. Fortunately, no saliva came out.

"We should go!"

"Let's go, where?" Ron was still a little confused.

"library."

"Library!? Don't you already know who Nico Flamel is? Are you still going to the library?"

Ron was a little confused as to whether his good gay friend's brain had been damaged by his recent visits to the library, and he took him to the library every day.

If it weren't for the fact that Harry was the famous savior, Ron would have stopped messing around with him long ago.

"I want to confirm what Vilia said."

"Okay." Ron followed Harry listlessly, like a walking zombie, lowering his head, shaking his body, and walked towards the library with great reluctance.