Be an Idol at Hogwarts

At around eleven o'clock, almost the entire Hogwarts students gathered in the stands of the Quidditch match.

Although the stands are very high from the ground, it will still be difficult to see the players if they are flying in the sky.

This is when the binoculars sold by the twins before the game came in handy.

Although they now have more pocket money, they are still happy with this kind of small business.

But compared to Ron's layout, theirs is still small.

Ron prepared snacks and drinks for everyone without charging a penny!

The little wizards all held snacks and ate happily, and even Dumbledore took a Golden Snitch lollipop.

Hermione drew a big banner that said "Harry must win". The fonts would change to various colors, and there was a Gryffindor symbol, the Great Master, underneath the words.

Seamus and Neville sat in the top row waving flags.

They are a handful of boys.

Originally, students from each college were separated from students from other colleges, and each cheered for their own college in different stands.

But the composition of the platform where Seamus and Neville are located is very complicated.

There are students from the four major colleges, and they are all girls.

It’s because there is no need to say more about who.

Harry put on the bright red jersey representing Gryffindor and stood on the Quidditch pitch, opposite the Slytherin team wearing green jerseys.

After Mrs. Hodge finished her opening remarks, 14 people from both teams mounted their broomsticks.

Mrs. Hodge also rode into the air on her broom.

After a whistle, the game started.

Li?6?1 Jordan, who was in one of the stands, also began to explain.

"Welcome to the game... the Hogwarts Quidditch match. Today is the Slytherin team versus the invincible Gryffindor team."

"Snacks for this competition are kindly sponsored by Weasley's Magic House."

"For shopping, just go to Weasley's Magic House."

"The store will be open during the winter vacation, and there will be many benefits..."

"Jordan!"

Professor McGonagall sat next to him and couldn't stand listening anymore. She was originally just supervising Jordan because his commentary was a bit biased, but she didn't expect that he was still advertising now that the game had started.

"The players on both sides have taken off, okay, let's start the game!"

"The Quaffle was snatched by Marcus, the captain of Slytherin, and he rushed directly towards the Gryffindor goal."

"Stopped by a good interception by goalkeeper Wood, the ball was passed to chaser Katie."

"Watch out for the Bludger, beautiful! George opened it and hit the Chaser on the opposite side."

"The ball was passed to Angelina?6?1 Johnson. She rushed towards the opponent's space and quickly dodged the Bludger."

"The opponent's goalkeeper Miles Blige rushed over and intercepted, oh, a beautiful dodge - Gryffindor scored!"

The Gryffindor students started cheering, and Ron saw a few Slytherin girls cheering too.

It's hard not to suspect that they are Gryffindor's former undercover agents.

"Please give way, thank you."

Hagrid used his tall physique to squeeze in next to Ron.

Ron squeezed towards Hermione to make room for him.

"I originally planned to watch it in the hut." Hagrid said, patting the large telescope hanging around his neck.

“But it still feels like the scene has a bit more atmosphere.”

Hearing this, the girl who was squeezed aside rolled her eyes.

"How's the situation? Have you seen the Golden Snitch?"

"Not yet, maybe replacing the Snitch with fish and chips will help Harry find it faster."

Harry, who was flying in the sky, was really hungry now. He hadn't eaten anything in the morning, and now he felt like his stomach was twisting.

"Now it's Slytherin who has the ball. Chaser Derrian Pousse jumps past two Quaffles and goes straight to the goal. Wait a minute - that's the Golden Snitch!"

A golden light flashed in Derian's ear, but he was too focused on passing the ball to see it.

The Slytherins in the stands couldn't help but started to complain, with Draco being the loudest among them.

"Eyes are such a good thing. It's a pity that he doesn't even have ears. The Golden Snitch is right next to him and he can't hear it. It's really embarrassing for Slytherin."

Harry heard Jordan's words and dived straight down, chasing the Golden Snitch, but was knocked away by Marcus, and Harry almost hit the stands.

Mrs. Hooch blew the whistle, scolded Marcus, and gave Gryffindor a penalty.

Jordan passionately berated Marcus in the stands.

"Oh, look, he should really put on armor and go to the Muggles' rugby games. Oh, I forgot, Mr. Marcus might not be able to defeat others, but use curses on Muggles. This is break..."

"Jordan!"

"Professor, I'm just sharing some of my opinions. If you think football is not good, Marcus can actually play baseball. He only needs to use the baseball to beat the opponent's batter every time..."

"Jordan!"

"Okay, okay, the game continues, Gryffindor continues to have the ball."

At this time, Harry's broom began to swing around like it was out of control, but no one saw it.

All the attention was drawn away by Jordan's commentary.

"Marcus dribbled past Aaliyah and Katie, but the Bludger hit him in the face, and hoping it would give him a facelift—professor, this is a joke—he kept going, a fake The movement fooled Wood, and oh, Slytherin scored."

While everyone was watching the game, Harry was already flying higher and higher with his uncontrollable broomstick.

When everyone regained their attention, they found that his broom began to fall down and vibrate violently.

The huge force threw Harry out, and he was now hanging in the air with only one hand holding the broom.

Neville hugged Hagrid tightly in fear, not daring to look again. He remembered the scene where he fell from the sky.

But what should Harry do if he doesn't have the protection of the Ring? Should he throw the Ring to him, but he can't throw it so high. It would be great if Leif could fly.

Leif:?

"Did Marcus break the broomstick when he hit him?" Seamus asked Hagrid.

"No, this is the brand new Nimbus 2000. It will be fine if you bump it. Except for black magic, there is basically nothing that can make the broom look like it is now."

Hearing this, Hermione snatched the telescope from Hagrid's hand. Instead of looking at Harry in the sky, she nervously scanned the audience in the stands.

"I saw it," Hermione whispered to Ron.

"It was Snape. Harry must have heard his conversation. He wanted to kill Harry."

Well, there is a suspicion, a motive, and evidence. Sheriff Hermione can make the arrest directly.

"Look, he's putting a spell on the broom. I'm going to stop him."

After Hermione finished speaking, she put the telescope into Ron's arms and ran out.

Ron picked up the telescope and looked at the stand where Snape was.

Not to see Professor Quirrell who was actually casting spells to disturb Harry, nor to see Snape mumbling words to protect Harry.

He was looking at Snape's robes.

I have to say that Snape has quite good taste. This one is the latest model from Madam Malkin's robe shop. It has fine fabrics, fine textures, and elegant design. If Snape can wash his hair, he can wear it again. Wearing this outfit, he might look like a cool-faced man.

such a pity.