Hogwarts time travel

It can only be said that Malfoy is still a well-educated family. Although it was the first time he played for real, he quickly stabilized his figure in mid-air, and looked down at Harry with a mocking face.

"Is that so? Mr. Savior only jumps on the ground?"

"Harry, don't go!" It was Hermione.

"Harry, hit him!" It was Ron.

Of course, Harry listened to his buddies and took off on a broomstick. He was wobbly at first, but he quickly mastered the technique and landed firmly in front of Malfoy.

"Give it back, or I can't guarantee that you won't be knocked down." Harry threatened.

"Take it if you want, Potter!" Of course, Malfoy couldn't compromise, he just felt his whole body ignited now, a kind of pride of "who can compete with me with a broom in hand" made him unable to restrain himself, turned around and Fly towards the distance.

Harry chased after him on his broom, and the two of them shuttled back and forth on the Quidditch pitch. The bubbling cold wind poured into their robes, but they didn't care at all, they just felt a surge of emotion that they had never felt before.

The two fought back and forth at low altitude, then flew higher and higher, and flew straight towards the castle.

Ms. Huo Qi was walking towards the field with two brooms in her hands, only to feel that the top of her head was dark, and two small figures crossed the sky, taking away a piece of her heart.

"Who! Who is it!" The lady was furious and yelled at the little wizards who were still standing there.

"Draco Malfoy," said the Gryffindors.

"Harry Potter," said the Slytherins.

Ms. Huo Qi didn't have time to talk to them. She threw the broom in her hand, and the broom jumped on the broom in mid-air, and chased in the direction of the two of them.

Loya looked amazed, Ms. Huo Qi could not be a retired Quidditch player, she was quite neat.

Unbeknownst to Harry and Malfoy, their flying professor was after them, they slowed down near the castle tower and confronted each other quietly.

Harry wondered a little, what happened to Malfoy?Why don't you fly?

How did he know that Malfoy's whole body is not well, he is a little confused now, why did he fly into the sky in a daze?He also specially challenged Harry Potter and asked him to compete with himself.

Malfoy only remembered that he was suddenly overwhelmed with pride, and his whole body became excited, and then it was a matter of course.

Malfoy, who was awake, saw Harry looking like he was going to kill him, and felt timid, took out the memory ball that caused trouble, and threw it to the ground!

Harry didn't think much of it, as soon as the broom was pressed down, he swooped towards the ground.

On the tower, Professor McGonagall's office is there. As the vice-headmaster of Hogwarts and the head of Gryffindor House, she is qualified to use this room next to the headmaster's office, and she deserves it , who made Dumbledore a hands-off shopkeeper, and everything in the whole school fell on her.

But sometimes, she would rather Dumbledore have more power and help share the pressure.

What the lion cubs in her own academy were doing was enough for her to keep busy. A while ago, Harry had conflicts with Snape in class, which made her very embarrassed.

She is Harry's dean, and she doesn't want him to be targeted too much by Snape. At the same time, she is also Snape's colleague. Dumbledore trusted her and told her about the grievances between Snape and Harry's father's previous generation. , she also sympathized with Snape.

This kind of contradictory relationship is intricate, worse than school affairs.

Another day to retire...

Mag is now looking up from the window of the office. The view here is very good, and she can overlook the scenery in the Forbidden Forest. She will relax here if she uses her eyes too much.

Then she saw Malfoy hovering in mid-air outside the window on a broomstick, she wasn't too alarmed, she just thought it was the students playing too crazy and flying too far.

Then she saw a figure swooping desperately towards the ground.

Messy hair and glasses, isn't this Harry Potter?

Professor McGonagall's mind was blank. A student fell to his death in front of her. Even if Dumbledore was considerate of her, she could not forgive herself.

Ms. Hooch, who was flying in the distance, also saw this scene, and she almost fell off the broom, but her past Quidditch experience allowed her to quickly regain her composure, and she took out her wand and tried her best to make a cushion under Harry.

Too tight time may not have any effect, it can only be said to do one's best and obey the destiny.

Under the attention of the two ladies, Harry moved the broom horizontally the moment it approached the ground, shifted the center of gravity at the end of the broom, picked up the memory ball, and ejected from the ground, Harry slowly floated in mid-air.

A series of thrilling actions amazed the Gryffindor and Slytherin students who rushed over to watch, and everyone applauded. Although they had conflicts just now, after seeing such a wonderful save , all the disputes were temporarily put down, leaving only admiration.

"Mr. Potter, Mr. Malfoy, I need an explanation from you."

Ms. Hooch let the broom fall to the ground. She hadn't felt a heartbeat for a long time after teaching for many years.

"Malfoy snatched Neville's memory ball, and Harry was trying to get it back!" Hermione said quickly.

"Yeah, ma'am, it's all Malfoy's fault!" Ron immediately chimed in.

Loya smiled and said nothing, because he saw Mag walking this way.

"Leave it to me, Rolanda." McGonagall said, looking sharply at Harry and Malfoy.

Although Harry didn't feel that there was anything wrong with him, he still lowered his head subconsciously. There was no way, Professor McGonagall was too powerful.

Not to mention Malfoy, his mind is still in a mess now, he only knows that he did all this by himself, but he can't think of the reason why he did it.

Could it be that I was scared stupid by that guy Loya?

No!I'm not afraid of that guy!I just don't want to trouble my dad!

A certain blond young master tried hard to convince himself.

"Mr. Malfoy, do you have anything to say?" McGonagall finished asking Harry, and turned to him.

"Huh? I... haven't."

Malfoy nodded bewilderedly.

"That's good." McGonagall looked at everyone seriously, "Because you didn't listen to the teacher's instructions and used broomsticks over the castle without permission, Gryffindor and Slytherin will each deduct [-] points."

Everyone in Gryffindor and Slytherin didn't react much, one was used to being the last one every year, and the other was because they had their own internal methods of dealing with losers.

We don't know the internal regulations of Slytherin. We only know that Harry was called away by Professor McGonagall and was released at dinner time.

"You mean, you became the Gryffindor team's Seeker?" Ron asked in disbelief.

Harry nodded excitedly.

"Congratulations, Harry." Hermione wished him heartily.

"The youngest Seeker in a century, you set a record, Harry." Loya also encouraged him with a smile.

"That's right, Wood said the same." Harry was excited and excited, but also a little worried, "To be honest, I'm not sure I can do well."

"I suggest you go to the prize showroom to learn the strength of your predecessors." Loya laughed.

Harry nodded, he trusted Loya a lot.

After dinner, Harry took Ron to the showroom. He was very sensible and didn't look for Loya. In the past two days, Loya and Hermione went to the library whenever they had time, saying they were looking for "Sahara". Know that Loya doesn't have much time.

The two came to the showroom. A row of windows stretched far away from the wall. There were trophies of various shapes inside. Most of them were Academy Cup trophies. There were some between the Academy Cups of the two years. special awards.

The two were chatting and watching, and suddenly Harry saw a name.

"James Potter"

"Best Seeker"

Harry's heart skipped a beat, who is this "James"?Could he be his relative?

Thinking of Loya's "meaningful" words, Harry decided to ask when he went back.

Harry continued to look down, but had the name in mind.