Chapter 276 Do you have the urge to hit me? Of course Bruce did not agree to Gryffindor's request. Although this old woman from Ravenclaw is often unreliable, the dream spells she taught Bruce did help him a lot. Besides, the Gryffindor style is not very suitable for Bruce. Holding a sword in one hand and a magic wand in the other, isn't this a pure reckless man? Bruce is a wise general. "Thank you for your kindness, Mr. Gryffindor." Bruce declined, "But Ms. Rowena and I have a deep relationship as a teacher and student. She has always been the person I respect the most, so I cannot accept your invitation." "Hahaha! I thought so too." Gryffindor laughed heartily and said, "I'm just saying it, don't think I'm being presumptuous." "Hahahaha, no way." Bruce laughed awkwardly.
"Okay, let's get down to business, Bruce. I'm here this time because I want to ask you for help with something." Gryffindor didn't care whether Batboy agreed or not, and said directly, "I want you to be my coach for once, and help me select a few successors." Bruce frowned. Help Gryffindor select its successor? No, why doesn't he do this kind of thing himself? …… When Hermione and her group walked around the Burrow and finally found George and Fred at the back door, they were sitting with their butts sticking out, their heads buried in something. "uh-huh!" Ron quietly walked up behind them and coughed loudly on purpose. George and Fred jumped up, as frightened as dark wizards caught by the Aurors, but when they realized it was Ron, they immediately pulled their faces down. "Ron?" Fred asked unkindly, "Is it interesting?" They approached Ron step by step, and the freckled boy finally realized that something was wrong. "Stop! Stop! I said stop! Don't come any closer!" Ron said in a firm but pleading tone, "I'm your brother!" "late!" George waved the wand in his hand, and Ron suddenly froze in place, burped, and then vomited involuntarily. "vomit--" He spit out big mouthfuls of food, and slug after slug fell out of his mouth. "I'll teach you a lesson!" George snorted coldly, and the resentment of being wronged before finally dissipated a lot. It turns out that having a younger brother is a good thing.
At this moment, Hermione, who had been watching, suddenly walked up to Fred, reached out her hand, and snatched something from Fred's hand. It was a long flesh-colored string, and I didn't know what it was used for. "Ouch!" Fred said belatedly, "Hermione, give that thing back to me!" "What is this?" Hermione looked closely at the flesh-colored string. It didn't look like anything serious. Fred and George looked at each other and decided to tell the truth. "This is a retractable ear. We invented it. It's still in the experimental stage." George said, "When you use it, plug one end into someone's ear and the other end into the room you want to eavesdrop on, and you can clearly hear the conversation on the other side of the door, as clear as if it were right next to you." Hermione understood immediately. "So you guys are planning to use this thing to eavesdrop on Bruce and Gryffindor's conversation?" "Hmm." Fred relaxed his shoulders. "What else can we do with it?" "I see." Hermione nodded, "Then I will temporarily requisition this thing." After that, she turned around and walked back to where they had been, regardless of whether George and Fred agreed or not. For some reason, this domineering style actually bears some resemblance to Katum. Hermione stood downstairs and raised her head, just in time to see the window of Bruce's room. She stretched out her retractable ears, and the flesh-colored thread crawled along the wall until it reached under the window. Intermittent sounds came through the retractable ears. George and Fred wanted to eavesdrop, and everyone could use the retractable ears. They didn't care, and just hurried to Hermione's side to listen to the sound in the retractable ears. The others soon gathered around, except for Ron, who was still vomiting. The first thing they heard was Bruce's voice. "But why me?" Gryffindor then began to speak: "Because you are the most suitable, you are the same age as them, and you have been taught by Ravenclaw." Bruce was taught by a Ravenclaw!? The eavesdropping little wizards immediately showed strange expressions. Bruce was really good at hiding this, he never told them this good thing! "Excessive!" Hermione frowned and said, "Bruce must have learned a lot of powerful spells from Ravenclaw, but he didn't teach me any of them!" It would be fine if I didn’t teach others, but she is my elder sister, how could I not teach her? The others didn't say anything. They were not Bruce's relatives and had no reason to interfere. The sound continued to come from the retractable ear. It was Gryffindor speaking. "In short, just help me observe carefully. If there are suitable candidates, I hope you can duel with them once!" Gryffindor said, "You have to decide for yourself how to duel. If there is a young wizard you think has the potential to duel, feel free to recommend him to me. Maybe he is the successor I have been waiting for!"
successor? The heir of Gryffindor! At this moment, the eavesdropping little wizards all covered their mouths at the same time, afraid to make any sound. Did they hear it right? Gryffindor was going to select a successor, and Bruce was going to be the examiner! They looked at each other, unable to believe what they heard. Then Bruce's voice continued to come: "I have another question. How wide is the scope of the screening? The whole Hogwarts, or just Gryffindor?" “There is no range.” Gryffindor said, "Even students from other schools are welcome!" do not! The eavesdropping little wizards were so anxious that they almost jumped up and down. Why make the scope so large! Can't it be limited to Gryffindor House? Everyone who is eavesdropping is from Gryffindor House! Good things should not be allowed to flow into other people’s fields! "Okay, I know," they heard Bruce say finally, "Mr. Gryffindor, I'll keep an eye on it for you." The conversation ended and the little wizards heard the sound of the door opening. It seemed that they had left the room and were preparing to go downstairs. There was no need to continue eavesdropping. "Here I give it to you." Hermione threw the retractable ear to Fred. "This kind of prop is no longer limited to pranks. It is very intrusive to other people's privacy. You'd better register it with the Ministry of Magic." "Hey, we will." Fred put the retractable ear in his pocket and turned around. Ron was still vomiting. He took out his wand and tapped it, and Ron's vomiting finally stopped. "Don't tell Mom and Dad," Fred warned. "Otherwise, I'll tell you about it, too. Don't forget the magazine you bought!" "you……" Ron felt like crying but had no tears. He had worried about them before, but this was how he was treated in return. At this time, several little wizards were also ready to return to the Burrow. On the way, they couldn't help but start discussing what they had just heard. "What do you think are the criteria for Gryffindor?" Hermione spoke first. "What standard?" Ron asked puzzled. He hadn't heard anything just now. "I think it should be in line with the temperament of Gryffindor House." Harry answered confidently, "Just like the qualities that Gryffindor House taught us!" Brave, just, and always full of fighting spirit! "Why is this related to Gryffindor House again?" Ron continued to ask. "Then only the Sorting Hat knows best."
George shook his head. "I think it's not that difficult. It's actually very simple to get Gryffindor's approval!" "What?" Harry demanded. "You see, Mr. Gryffindor has chosen Bruce as his examiner." Fred understood George's meaning almost immediately. He said, "In that case, isn't it enough to just defeat Bruce?" I have to say that this view does make sense. In an instant, the other little wizards felt as if the clouds had cleared and the sun had opened up. Only Ron kept asking, "Why fight with Bruce?" Fred didn't want to answer him, so he cast a spell and Ron's tongue automatically got tied into a knot. Now no one can bother them. The other young wizards walked towards the Burrow, thinking about their own thoughts all the way. Challenging Bruce is definitely a feasible solution. Didn’t Gryffindor say that Bruce is the heir of Ravenclaw? If that is the case, doesn't their defeat of Bruce prove that even without the founder's guidance, they have surpassed the founder's descendants solely through their own talent? If this is coupled with the founder's guidance, wouldn't it take off? However, there is still a difficult problem facing them. Everything they had just heard was heard secretly and did not seem very honest. If they challenged Bruce, wouldn't that be like admitting guilt? If Mr. Gryffindor saw this, would he disown them because of this? No, you must not show any sign of it. They know about the selection of the successor! "I have to accidentally let Bruce challenge me." Hermione thought, "But what reason should I use? How about saying that I want to test Bruce's achievements during this period? No, I haven't said anything like this before. Wouldn't it seem strange if I say it suddenly?" Miss Know-It-All is a bit obsessive-compulsive and wants to do things perfectly. But if it were someone else, there wouldn’t be this concern. George and Fred walked into the gate of the Burrow in a menacing manner. They pushed and shoved each other along the way, for fear of falling behind each other. When they entered the Burrow, Bruce and the Gryffindors were just coming down the stairs. Suddenly, Fred took the lead, pretending to trip accidentally, and stumbled all the way towards Bruce. "careful!" Bruce reached out to catch Fred and prevent him from falling, but Fred slapped his hand away and rushed forward, knocking Bruce to the ground. "How did you..." Bruce touched the back of his head, feeling a little confused. He opened his mouth to ask about the situation, but was suddenly covered by Fred's hand. "Do not talk!"
Fred said mysteriously, "Do you feel like hitting me now?" (End of this chapter)