The Rise of the Muggles at Hogwarts

Chapter 115 Quidditch: The Years of Healing (available on the 1st)

Saturday morning.It was Gryffindor versus Hufflepuff Quidditch.

Harry got up early in the morning.

Arriving at the auditorium with little interest.

As soon as I arrived at the gate, I met Malfoy and his little follower.

"Po Te... Po Te!"

"I heard that you fainted from the shock and lay in bed for three days."

"Is that right?"

After a while of ridicule, he put the hood over his head, pretended to be a ghost, and walked back and forth from Harry.

"Go away, Malfoy," Ron scolded loudly.

Malfoy, who was wearing a hood, squinted his eyes and glanced at Ron: "Hmph, I heard that you got your head knocked by a stone and fainted. Oh my God, someone could knock his head and faint. Doesn't he have eyes? ?”

Then, he turned his attention to Harry again.

"You will definitely lose today, Potter, be careful not to fall off the broom again."

Say it!He took his little follower and left the auditorium proudly.

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"This bastard, he doesn't even know what's going on." Ron cursed immediately after sitting on the Gryffindor bench.

"Okay, Ron, Dumbledore won't let us tell anyone else about this." Hermione frowned.

After all, two wizards died, and the culprit escaped. It was really inconvenient to tell the young wizards about the bloody scene.

"Now we are in a terrible situation. Quirrell is dead, and Snape is actually teaching the Defense Against the Dark Arts class."

Ron took a sip of milk, lowered his head and shouted.

"I wish none of this had happened, I..."

"Okay Ron." Hermione touched his trembling head.

Everything that day was like a nightmare, haunting them and lingering.

The lives of the four little wizards changed forever.

Hermione was no longer as focused on her studies as before, and like Ron and Harry, she would always be distracted in class.

The other two are similar...

After that night, it felt like all the joy in the world had disappeared.

Silence, after breakfast.

Hermione urged: "Let's go quickly."

Today is an important match in the Gryffindor Quidditch match, which directly determines who will remain in first place.

...

The stands of the stadium were crowded with people, and wizards from the entire castle gathered here.

The noisy cheering sounds around brought Anthony and others' thoughts back to reality.

"Come on! Gryffindor!"

"Come on! Gryffindor!"

"..."

Players from both sides enter the field.

Immediately afterwards, Mrs. Huo Qi's whistle fell.The game officially begins.

-

'Wow!Look - Dumbledore is here to watch the game too. '

The old man with a white beard suddenly appeared in the stands and instantly attracted the attention of countless young wizards around him.

Harry also noticed Dumbledore.

The principal also seemed to notice Harry's gaze. The two looked at each other, and Dumbledore nodded towards him with a smile.

Suddenly, Harry felt a sense of relief.

Then he saw a golden thing whizzing past his ear, only a few inches away from him.

"Harry Potter? It's Harry Potter, he - discovered the Golden Snitch?"

As Jordan's loud voice sounded on the field, everyone's attention turned to Harry in the air.

"It's only been one minute since the game started." Neville said in shock in the Gryffindor stands.

"Merlin's beard, well done, Harry, grab it, you're going to break the school Quidditch record!" Ron's mood was instantly aroused. He grabbed the guardrail with both hands, raised his head, and shouted loudly shouted.

"I bet he can't catch it." At this moment, a gloomy voice suddenly came from the crowd.

The scene in the sky was exactly as Malfoy said. Due to the interference of the opponent's seeker, Harry missed the golden snitch and missed this opportunity.

"I found out why you are so annoying. Are you here to fight?" Ron, who saw this scene in his eyes, frowned and turned his head to look aside. Sure enough, the figure of that annoying guy was standing near the stairs.

"I'm telling the truth. Look at what the players you selected for Gryffindor are like. They have no parents, no mother, and no money at home. By the way, I think you should join the team too, Neville Lombard. Because you don’t have the brains to be paired with them.”

After that, Malfoy, Crabbe and Goyle all laughed weirdly.

"I think you just have an itchy skin." As he said that, Ron took out his wand and threw a Petrifying Curse at Malfoy.

"Tongtong Petrochemical!"

During this period, it was not like he had done nothing. Ron had been practicing for a week and asked Anthony to teach him magic.

Although he didn't master the Petrification Curse well enough, the spell hit Malfoy and only petrified one of his legs.

But that's enough.

Malfoy, whose center of gravity was momentarily unsteady, fell directly to the ground, and his head hit the guardrail next to him with a thud.

"Ah~"

"Well done, Ron!" Hermione on the side rarely stopped, but shouted loudly.

This guy was so annoying that even she, who was always kind-hearted, couldn't help but want to punch him in the nose.

"Tch, ignore him. Lucius lost his position as a member of the Hogwarts school board. This guy probably thought we were the cause." Anthony glanced at Malfoy, who was crying and howling on the ground, and then said in disgust.

"It's you, two mudbloods. Just wait for me. Sooner or later, my dad will..."

"How is your dad?"

At this time, a sinister voice came from behind everyone.

Anthony and the others can figure out who it is without looking back.

"Professor Snape, you..."

"Shut up, Draco. Isn't that embarrassing enough?" Snape rarely reprimanded Malfoy. His gloomy eyes silently swept over Hermione and Anthony, and finally landed on Malfoy. "Don't let me hear that word in your mouth again."

Then, he waved his hand to undo Malfoy's petrification, then turned around indifferently and left here.

Wait, Snape and Malfoy, who left with him, disappeared behind the stairs.

Ron then said in confusion: "What's wrong with him? He didn't deduct points from us."

"Easy, because Malfoy said that word."

"That word?"

"The one that starts with M. (mudblood, mudblood)" Anthony rolled his eyes.

That word was so painful for Professor Snape that it would be strange for Malfoy not to be scolded.

It was a good thing he was a Slytherin, if a Gryffindor said that word and Snape heard it.He probably deducted points until Professor McGonagall jumped.

"But - why?" Ron touched his head and asked doubtfully.

"Ask Harry." Anthony withdrew his gaze and turned to look at the sky.

"Oh my God! Harry Potter - Harry Potter, caught the Golden Snitch, Gryffindor wins!"

Suddenly Jordan's booming voice sounded.

Ron's eyes quickly looked to the sky, and he saw Harry holding the Golden Snitch, slowly landing, and jumping off the broomstick one foot above the ground.

"Three minutes and 37 seconds!"

"Harry Potter's Hogwarts Quidditch record!"

"Long live Harry Potter!!"

"Long live Gryffindor!"

"Harry Potter! Long live!!!"