Be an Idol at Hogwarts

Before Ron could admire the robe for a moment, Hermione had already run to Snape's side of the stands.

When passing by, she knocked down Professor Quirrell. She crouched down quietly, approached Snape, and took out her wand.

A blue flame shot out from the tip of the wand, setting Snape's robes on fire.

It took Snape, who was protecting Harry, more than 30 seconds to feel the blow from his teammates.

Harry's broom also stopped swinging violently, and he successfully climbed up.

"The score is now 20 to 60. Slytherin is in the lead. Wood is trying his best to defend, and Katie is also trying to break through the encirclement. Where is Harry? What is Harry doing?"

"Look! He seemed to have discovered something and rushed straight to the ground. Oh no, he fell down. This must be very painful. He seemed to be vomiting. Am I right? It's the Snitch! It's the Golden Snitch! Harry caught Here comes the Golden Snitch! Gryffindor won this game with an absolute advantage of 170 to 60, let us congratulate them!"

Dumbledore in the stands looked at the Snitch that Harry spit out, and suddenly felt that the Snitch lollipop in his mouth no longer tasted good.

The Snitch has a physical memory and can remember the person who first physically touched it.

After Mrs. Hoch's confirmation, the score stood and Gryffindor won the game.

Everything happened so fast. Many people in the stands didn't understand the situation yet and were wondering why the game ended so suddenly.

Not only were they confused, but Slytherin's Seeker was also confused.

It was 10 minutes after the game ended, and he was still dragging Mrs. Hodge to argue.

"He definitely swallowed another Golden Snitch in advance! This is not fair! How could he..."

Everyone has different opinions about what the situation was like, because it was the first time for them to see this method of catching the Golden Snitch.

Harry didn't stay to listen to these nonsense. Harry only felt toothache now. The snitch crashed directly into his mouth. Hermione took a look and said it was fine.

Looking at Hermione's front teeth, Harry doubted this.

After the game, Hagrid invited the three of them to hang out in the cabin.

"It was Snape who was casting a spell on your broom. Ron and I both saw it."

Hermione said angrily, and Hagrid, who was pouring them tea, retorted:

"Impossible, why would Snape do such a thing."

"I discovered his secret," Harry said: "He was the one who put the Halloween troll in. He wanted to go find something in the restricted area on the third floor, but was bitten by the three-headed dog there. He must have wanted to steal it. What’s inside.”

"How do you know about Lu Wei?"

"Lu Wei?"

"Yes, I bought him from a Greek last year. He was still a little cub at the time. Now he is so big. Time flies so fast. I lent him to Dumbledore for protection. ..”

"Guarding what?" Harry wanted to know eagerly.

"Okay, don't ask me again," Hagrid responded and said vaguely, "That's a secret."

"But Snape is going to steal it."

"It's impossible. Snape wouldn't do that kind of thing. He wouldn't do anything that would endanger the school and its students."

"But why did he want to kill Harry?" Hermione asked.

"I have read all the books about curses. When casting a spell, you must keep your eyes on the target and never relax for a moment. But Snape kept staring at Harry without blinking at all."

"No way! I don't know about brooms. But Snape wouldn't want to murder a student. Listen to me, you - you three have forgotten all this now. It's dangerous, You've almost forgotten about the dog and what it's guarding. This is about Professor Dumbledore and Nicolás Flamel..."

"Snape wanted to steal Nico Flamel's love letter to Dumbledore?"

Ron watched from the side as they crazily advanced the main line with the momentum of a runaway train, and he couldn't even get a word in.

It was like using the space bar to skip the mission instructions in a game. By the time he realized it, it was almost over.

In order to give myself a sense of participation, I had to say one last sentence.

The atmosphere suddenly froze.

"You haven't been here today, and I haven't said anything."

The three of them stood in front of the closed wooden door and looked at each other.

Could it be that... Ron guessed it right?

In the evening, after the three of them had dinner, they returned to the Gryffindor common room. The Quidditch game allowed the little wizards to release the excess energy in their bodies. It was only eight o'clock and there were not many people in the common room.

Hermione also wanted to go to bed early, and went back to the girls' dormitory after saying goodbye to Ron and Harry.

Harry and Ron also returned to their dormitories.

As soon as he entered the door, he saw Neville sitting on the bed with a sad face.

His eyes suddenly lit up when he saw Ron coming in, and he immediately walked over, pulling Ron aside to whisper.

"Ron, I feel like I need to go find Professor Dumbledore to resolve the matter of the Lord of the Rings. I feel like it's getting harder and harder to breathe every day."

Ron, who was also a little sleepy, thought for a long time before he remembered what the Lord of the Rings was.

Immediately something felt wrong. Is this thing really responsive?

He looked at the ring hanging around Neville's neck. There was no change. Then he looked at Neville again.

Got it, it turns out the food at Hogwarts is so good.

"Then you can just go to the principal's office."

Looking at Neville who was still staring at him with a sad expression, Ron understood.

"Do you want me to come with you, okay, just wait a minute."

Ron returned to his bed, took out the Marauder's Map from under his pillow, and lifted an iron cage from Neville's bed.

In the iron cage was Scabbers, who had lost a lot of weight. Neville always forgot to feed him.

It seems to be on its deathbed now.

Ron felt that it was better to choose a day than to hit it, so he just exchanged it for Banban.

Harry had already washed up and went to bed. He was really tired today.

Ron and Neville walked all the way to the principal's office.

A gargoyle stone beast stopped them.

Neville looked at Ron blankly. He knew the location of the principal's office, but he didn't know there was such a thing here.

"I heard that you need a password to enter the principal's office, but you can try your magic ring. The magic ring has the ability to disrupt magic."

Hearing this, Neville grabbed the ring around his neck and asked Ron:

"What do I do next?"

"Close your eyes and say to yourself, just open sesame."

The person Neville trusted the most now was Ron. He closed his eyes obediently. Ron watched him close his eyes and then walked to the stone beast and said in a low voice:

"Zizi bee candy."

The password in the principal's office is actually Dumbledore's favorite sweets. I don't know what it has been changed to, so I just take the Bee Duke's dessert list and read it.

After Ron said the password, the stone beast jumped to the side and looked at Neville who was still there with his eyes closed as if he was mentally retarded.

The wall behind it also cracked in half, and a slowly moving upward spiral staircase appeared in front of Ron's eyes.

After a while, Neville opened his eyes when he heard the noise and realized that it was really useful. He couldn't help but trust Ron even more.

The two of them followed the stairs to the principal's office, which was a spacious circular room. There were many strange silverware placed on the table with slender legs, rotating and spitting out small puffs of smoke.

The walls are covered with portraits of old principals, both men and women, snoring gently in their respective frames.

There was also a huge table in the room with claw-shaped legs.

On a shelf behind the desk sat a tattered, wrinkled wizard's hat - the Sorting Hat.

Dumbledore had already put on his pajamas and was reading in a chair.