Hogwarts Advanced Guide

Chapter 179 Accident - The Second Quidditch Match

Harry started picking up his things and throwing them back into the trunk one by one.It wasn't until he threw in Lockhart's last book that he realized something was missing.

"Is something missing?" Percy asked, noticing something strange in Harry's expression.

"No—nothing," Harry whispered, but he didn't look like he was okay anyway.

Harry turned his head in the direction of the dormitory door, and they walked out of the dormitory together, and they hurried downstairs to the Gryffindor common room, where Hermione sat alone, waiting for news.

She was shocked by Neville's news just now, but she couldn't enter the boys' dormitory, so she could only wait downstairs.

Hermione was stunned when she heard Harry's description.

"But—only Gryffindors can steal—no one else knows our password—"

"Not at all," said Harry.

"Wait, did we forget something?" Ron slapped his forehead violently, "Black! Sirius Black, that fugitive!"

"I think we'd better go to Professor Dumbledore." Hermione packed up the list on the table, and she was about to go out, pulling their arms with her schoolbag.

At this moment, Percy stood up, "I think we'd better go together, the castle is not safe now - if Black really comes in,"

"Well, that makes sense." Ron blushed. Although he didn't know what Harry had lost, it was obviously very important.

"I don't think this matter will disturb Professor Dumbledore, he is so busy." Harry uncharacteristically rejected everyone's suggestions, and he stammered out his thoughts.

"What!?" Hermione was surprised, she didn't understand Harry very much.

"It was just an accident, I guess," Harry muttered, "I haven't lost anything."

"Harry, I think you'd better listen to Hermione." Ron rarely refuted Harry's words.

Percy stood forward, and he cleared his throat to keep everyone's eyes on him. "Harry, if you don't want to - I'd like to help you pass on the accident to Professor Dumbledore."

"That would be great," exclaimed Ron.

Hermione still frowned tightly, "Harry, I think it is necessary to tell Professor Dumbledore personally."

"No, no, I'll leave it to you, Percy." Harry hurriedly entrusted the matter to Percy, he was unwilling to do what Hermione said.

"Okay, then I'll tell Professor Dumbledore now." Percy nodded, and he crawled out along the hole in the wall, his movements were very skilled, after all, he had spent six years in Hogwarts.

When I woke up the next day, the weather was fine, the sun was shining brightly, and the pleasant breeze was blowing gently. Hera stood in front of the window sill and woke up early for a rare time, watching the sun rise from the direction of the Forbidden Forest, not to mention how beautiful it was.

Today is the second Quidditch match between Gryffindor and Hufflepuff.This weather is simply the most ideal weather for a Quidditch game - the viewing experience is excellent.

Hera also planned to go to the Quidditch pitch for a rare occasion. In fact, as long as he didn't encounter the unlucky Dementor like last time, he still had some interest in Quidditch. After all, it could be called one of the few recreational activities in Hogwarts.

The field was bustling, and Hera struggled through the crowd. He found a seat that belonged exclusively to the professor, and Professor McGonagall next to him nodded slightly.

But before Hera sat down, he had just straightened his cloak when he heard Professor McGonagall's voice: "Hera, when are you going to register for Animagus?"

"Uh"

Hera didn't want to register at all, but she just wanted to fool Professor McGonagall, since she was going to Beauxbatons in the near future anyway.

"I will definitely go to the Ministry of Magic when I have time, Professor McGonagall, don't worry."

"Well, it's better as soon as possible, you must be the youngest wizard in this century to practice Animagus." Professor McGonagall had a bright smile on her face, and she patted the railing excitedly.

Oh, it turned out that the Gryffindor team had entered.

Professor McGonagall's hands were red, but she didn't know it, and Hera felt pain when she saw it.

The captain of the Gryffindor team rose into the air and performed warm-up exercises around the goalposts. This made Professor McGonagall even more excited, but fortunately, she still clearly knew that she was a professor and could not be so arrogant.

This made Hera heave a long sigh of relief, and he felt that there was a loyal Quidditch fan sitting beside him.

Immediately afterwards, a red-haired figure approached him suddenly. He first searched for a long time, then seemed to have spotted Professor McGonagall, and rushed over quickly.

"Professor McGonagall, there has been an accident at the school—two victims—" he gasped.

"What? Another attack?"

"I think so, there are two victims this time."

"Okay, thank you for your notification, Mr. Weasley. I'll stop the game first, and you can help me lead the students back to the castle, okay?"

"No problem, Professor." Percy nodded.

Hera's eyes narrowed, attacking... just as they were leaving the castle?

However, before he had time to think about it, Professor McGonagall had already walked and ran off his seat, across the arena, and used the transformation technique to conjure a huge purple microphone.

"The game is cancelled!" Professor McGonagall said into the packed bleachers through the microphone.

There were boos and shouts of displeasure from the crowd, who had been looking forward to this Quidditch game for a long time.The captain of the Gryffindor team also descended dejectedly to the ground, and ran towards Professor McGonagall without even getting off his broom.

And Hera finally rushed to Professor McGonagall's side.

The tall and thin boy shouted dissatisfiedly: "But the professor! We have to compete in the House Cup. Gryffindor"

Professor McGonagall ignored him, but continued to shout with the microphone: "All students must return to the common room of the college. There, the head of the college will tell you more about the situation. Please leave." Then she put down the microphone and motioned for Harry to go over. "Potter, I think you'd better come with me, and you Hera."

Hera was wondering why she took him with her. Could it be that Professor McGonagall began to doubt him?There was that obnoxious Weasley, Harry's henchman, pushing his way out of the whining crowd.

Professor McGonagall seemed to think of something suddenly, "Come here too, Mr. Weasley."

Students crowded around them, some muttering about the cancellation of the game and others looking nervous.

But Hera and others can only follow Professor McGonagall back to the castle
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