The day of the duel at Hogwarts

My dear uncle again?

Looking for someone to kill me in terms of physics again?

Can he come up with something new?

But when it comes to novelty, this guy Borrell is quite new. He found these two guys who are making profits by pretending to be Voldemort's fanatic fans, and bewitched those real Voldemort fanatics, so as to use this secret room and the Basilisk. Things, under the pretext of cleaning Hogwarts and Slytherin, went around three times to kill me.

Just as Sean thought, if he hadn't noticed something wrong with Barrett at the meeting of the Slytherin Brotherhood reserve organization, and hadn't borrowed Harry's invisibility with the idea of ​​​​solving Barrett completely, Yi came here and heard everything, and it was really difficult for Sean to find out that his dear uncle was behind this.

I said why he threatened me before school started but nothing happened. He had already taken action after doing it for a long time, but I didn't notice it.

Barrett and Dicky over there discussed the plan again, then got up and left the boathouse.

Watching Barrett and Dicky leave, Sean also set off back to Hogwarts Castle, put away the invisibility cloak in a deserted place, and then returned to the Slytherin common room.

Back in the house, Sean reached out to catch Kulkan who climbed up his legs and put him on his shoulders. Then he sat at the desk and started reading. Tomorrow is Saturday, and it is also the time when Marlowe goes to Hogmore. When Sean received the things Marlowe had prepared for him, he had already heard from Marlowe that he had secretly cast the Imperius Curse on three people. It was already early November, and he wanted to follow Marlowe's instructions. At such a speed, those guys who gathered because of Voldemort's reputation should have been controlled by Marlowe.

It just so happens that these people can come in handy this time.

Quidditch season is here.

The first one is Slytherin and Gryffindor.

Sitting in the stands of the stadium, Sean looked at the Quidditch players who were fighting each other, and asked Blaise next to him: "Brace, was it also a round-robin system last year?"

"Why do you ask this question? The Quidditch season at Hogwarts is a round-robin system every year."

"Huh?" Sean blinked blankly and asked with some confusion: "But how do I remember that last year it was a knockout format?"

"Did you remember it wrong?"

"Maybe."

After brushing off the topic, Sean looked at Gryffindor, who was being beaten by Slytherin. This year's Slytherin Quidditch team was really well prepared, plus it was a level higher than Gryffindor. Except for Harry, who controls the same broom and has extremely outstanding flying ability, it is difficult for anyone else to compete with the Slytherin players.

Sean looked at Harry who was looking for the Golden Snitch. He vaguely remembered that Harry was attacked by the Quaffle in this game, and Dobby was behind the scenes.

Sure enough, just as Sean was reminiscing, the Quaffle in the field suddenly changed, as if it had come to life, and chased Harry. At that speed, if it was hit, it would be seriously injured.

Looking at the Quaffle chasing Harry, Sean put his hand on the wand on his waist. As long as there was any accident, he would immediately pull out the wand and take action. If things were the same as in his memory, then Sean would not He knew how to take action. He remembered that Harry only learned some key information about the Chamber of Secrets after he was injured and hospitalized. He didn't want to change this.

"Sean, you didn't save the savior this year?

But it's also strange why this guy encounters accidents every year at Quidditch. Some people say that the savior has a physique that causes trouble. Now it seems that this is really the case. "

Hearing Blaise's words, Sean smiled and said, "When it comes to troublesome physique, Harry is pretty much like this. He can always cause some trouble. Maybe this is the only way he can be called the savior."

As Sean's words fell, Harry was hit by the Quaffle and his arm was instantly broken. But at that moment, Harry gritted his teeth and rushed towards Malfoy, reaching out and grabbing the golden man not far from Malfoy. The Snitch, and Malfoy was in a state of confusion at this time. Just now he thought that Harry was going to hit him, and he lost his position for a moment, and he didn't even catch the golden snitch right next to him!

"This guy Malfoy is such a waste! It was like this last year, and it's still like this this year! He has been defeated by Harry twice!"

Sean looked at the rather frustrated Blaise, shook his head and said, "Okay, losing one game is nothing. We still have many opportunities in the round-robin format. Just win next time."

As he spoke, Sean saw people from the Gryffindor Quidditch team gathering around Harry. When they saw that Harry's arm was broken, they immediately called for Madam Pomfrey.

But at this moment, Lockhart showed his signature smile, with two rows of neat teeth shining brightly. He quickly walked up to Harry, pulled out his wand, and was about to cast a spell on Harry's broken arm.

"Don't worry, Harry, this is just a very simple little spell. It only takes a moment for your arm to return to normal. Believe me, I use this spell often. If you read my book, you will find that I This spell was written about in "Walking with Ghouls" and "Walking with Trolls."

"No, I'm getting ready to go to the hospital. Just ask Madam Pomfrey to help me."

Hearing Harry's words, Wood, who was covered in mud, immediately nodded and said, "Yes, I think Harry should go to the campus hospital immediately, or wait a moment, I have already sent someone to find Madam Pomfrey."

"Oh, I guess it's no need to bother Madam Pomfrey, I can heal Harry's arm."

Looking at Lockhart who raised his wand and wanted to cast a spell on himself, Harry suddenly felt a surge of anger in his heart. What Sean had said to him before suddenly appeared in his mind. At this moment, he suddenly I feel that maybe I really should be a little tougher. At least being tougher will not let people like Lockhart continue to ignore my requests and insist on casting a spell on myself!

Harry looked at Lockhart who raised his wand and pointed it at his arm. He suddenly reached out and grabbed Lockhart's hand. Before Lockhart could react, he snatched the wand away from him and shouted in a low voice. : "I told you, I don't need your treatment!"

Lockhart looked at the wand that had been taken away, as well as Harry, who had a serious face and eyes staring at him, full of anger. Suddenly, he felt a little afraid of the savior he had been rubbing against for so long.

The corners of his mouth twitched slightly, Lockhart managed to stabilize his smile and was about to say something.

Outside the crowd, Colin suddenly raised his camera and shouted to Harry: "Harry, look to the side."

Listening to Colin's words, listening to the familiar clicking sound.

Harry suddenly raised Lockhart's wand in his hand and pointed at Colin outside the crowd.

"Colin, I think I told you, I don't like having my picture taken!"

As the words fell, a white light shot out from Lockhart's wand, directly blowing up Colin's camera!

In an instant, everyone present fell silent.