On the way back, Mo Wen's hand was almost pulled by Fleevey. The small professor was almost incoherent and kept praising Mo Wen. The treasures of the college were found, and a full 200% reward was enough to determine the ownership of this year's Academy Cup. In addition, Mo Wen's outstanding performance has been soaring in Professor Fleevey's heart, and he is almost the representative of a perfect student.

Mo Wen dealt with Professor Flevy, but also had to deal with the original in his mind.

"Master, why should I hand over that crown? If it is turned into a treasure, it will at least be a B-level treasure. And there is Voldemort's residual soul. If you can study it, it will be enough to make you the top wizard..." The stingy attribute Yuan Chu kept mumbling in Mo Wen's mind.

Mo Wen had to explain: "First of all, it's not that I don't want to make it a treasure, but that it can't do it. It doesn't belong to me, and I can't do anything big with it. You also know that if you want to have a treasure, my actions must be known by some of the plot characters so that they can be recognized by the origin of this world, so I can't make it a treasure. And now Voldemort and Dumbledore will pay attention to the various legacies of the four giants, especially Voldemort. Once you find out that I took the crown of Ravenclaw, it will definitely be immortal. Now I am not their opponent, so the crown cannot be kept in my hands unless I can make sure that I will not reveal a trace of the news and secret until the end of the plot, but I guess this is impossible. This is Voldemort's Horcrux, and it won't destroy it.

Li can't defeat Voldemort. Although the origin of this world is not very conscious, it will always guide the world to move closer to the original work, and the possibility of exposure is too great. Secondly, at my current level, I can't study this Horcrux at all. If I accidentally capsize in the gutter and are affected by it. If it is a technological item, I still have the confidence to study something in seven or eight years, but magic is still too unfamiliar to me. I'm afraid it will take more than ten years or even decades. It's so long that I can grow to the point where I directly kill Voldemort and the others. What Horcrux is there? It's better to use it now to expand my reputation and give it to Dumbledore as a letter of fame. You see, he just gave points and trophy, and he treats me as his own person."

After hearing Mo Wen's words, Yuan Chu could only curl his lips unwillingly and stopped talking. At this time, Professor Fleigh finally calmed down. The two of them came to the door of Ravenclaw's lounge. Fleigh patted Mo Wen's thigh and said with a smile: "Okay, little Modi, it's still late. You can go to rest quickly. Tomorrow is the Quidditch competition. If you want to perform well, maybe we can win two trophies this year."

Mo Wen just smiled at this, "Of course, professor, this year's Academy Cup and Quidditch Cup are ours, I promise."

At 11 o'clock the next day, it seemed that all the teachers and students of the school came to the stands around Quidditch Stadium. Some girls also came with small flags with Mo Wen's name written on it, and the sounds of Mo Wen were heard from time to time in the crowd.

Meanwhile, in the locker room, Mo Wen and the other players were gathering together in blue and bronze uniforms. Weiss Deman looked at everyone and said, "Okay, everyone, our time is up. Just follow the practice tactics, victory is ours. I think everyone has not forgotten the tactics we made before, right?"

"Of course, we are not the fools of Gryffindor." Roger said relaxedly.

Everyone was happy about this. Although Ravenclaw and Gryffindor had a good relationship, the other party's brainless behavior was obviously not in line with Ravenclaw's taste.

Weis smiled too, then turned to look at Mo Wen, "How is it, Modi, are you nervous?"

Mo Wen smiled faintly, "A little bit, I haven't figured out what to say when I get the Quidditch Cup. I don't know how to be more handsome."

Everyone was stunned when they heard Mo Wen's answer, and then Riley reacted first and took photos of Mo Wen, "You kid are already handsome enough now. Half of the girls in the school are fascinated by you, and they want to be more handsome."

"That's right, you'll let us who don't even have girlfriends to live." Qianbo also cheered.

"Okay, you two." Weiss said with a smile, "Modi, don't worry, there is still a long time for you to think about the lines. Now let's win the first game first."

Mo Wen followed Weis out of the locker room and then walked towards the cheering stadium. As they appeared, huge cheers sounded from Ravenclaw's stands, and the sound of calling Mo Wen's name was even higher and higher. Mo Wen was very happy to see Qiu Zhang holding a small flag there and jumping to cheer himself on.

Mrs. Huo Qi was the referee. She stood in the middle of the stadium, holding her broom in her hand, waiting for the players on both sides.

"Listen, I hope everyone will participate in the competition fairly and honestly." As soon as the players gathered to her, she said. Marcus Flint, the captain of Slytslin's team, shook his head with some disdain. Mo Wen felt that this student who seemed to have some troll blood seemed a little disgusted. Slytlin always used any means to win. He seemed to feel that Mo Wen was staring at him, and Marcus just opened his mouth and showed a hideous smile at Mo Wen. It has to be said that Mo Wen's handsome appearance and his super high popularity among girls made many people unhappy with him, and Marcus seemed to be one of them.

"Please ride on the flying broom."

Mo Wen stepped on his silver arrow.

Mrs. Huo Qi blew her silver whistle hard.

Fifteen flying brooms rose from the ground and rose high into the sky. The competition began.

The ghost flying ball was thrown high, and the next moment, a silver lightning flashed suddenly. Mo Wen grabbed the ghost flying ball, then drifted elegantly, drifting past a Slytherin player, and then accelerated toward the opponent's goal. A tortuous lightning-type trajectory passed through the court. In the blink of an eye, Mo Wen came to the opponent's goal. Most of the Slytherin players almost didn't react. Mo Wen raised the ghost flying ball with one hand and threw the ball out like a shell.

The goalkeeper almost realized that the ball had already passed through the goal.

The whole game suddenly became quiet. Everyone had never seen such a quick goal, and they didn't react for a while.

"Beautiful! The ball is in! Ravenclaw leads 10:0!" Li Jordan, who was the commentator, suddenly reacted and shouted, "I have never seen a goal so fast. Guris' speed is so terrible. The ball is in beautifully. I thought he was a useless little guy, but I didn't expect it to be so powerful."

Li Jordan's words seemed to ignite the oil barrel. The audience burst out suddenly, and a shocking cheer suddenly came from Ravenclaw's stands. All Ravenclaw's students jumped up, and many students from other academy also kept applauding. Of course, Slytherin's face turned pale. Some female students waved their fists at Li Jordan, obviously very dissatisfied with the other party's behavior of saying Mo Wen was a novice.
Chapter completed!