Hogwarts God of Ice and Fire

Just as Harry was about to read on, Professor Snape spotted him.

"Potter!"

Professor Snape said angrily, his face was almost contorted, and he put down his black robe to cover his injuries.

"Professor, I wonder if I can get my book back..." Harry tried to use the excuse he had thought up earlier.

Professor Snape snarled, "Get out! Get out!"

At this moment, Professor Snape looked very scary, and Harry felt that if he retreated ignorantly, Gryffindor's house points would probably be wiped out.

Harry hurried out of the room and closed the door behind his back.

After doing this, he let out a long breath and looked at the friends behind him.

"Well, did you see everything?" Harry asked.

Irina nodded: "Well, from the analysis of Professor Snape's wound and his words, his injury was caused by the three-headed dog and he didn't run away."

Although Irina knew the truth of the matter, the clues in the hands of the friends were limited, and she could not directly release the perspective of God.

Therefore, I can only teach you wronged Si!

"Do you know what that means?" Harry held his breath. "On Halloween night, Ron and I saw him going in the direction of the three-headed dog. Obviously, they were looking for the three-headed dog who was guarding him." s things!"

Harry said confidently, "I'll bet my broomstick that he let that troll in, to divert people's attention!"

Hmm, so your broomstick was shattered by the Whomping Willow two years later!

"Don't set up flags indiscriminately!" Irina blinked innocently.

Harry frowned, and he said decisively: "What is a random flag? Irina, can you tell me if there is anything wrong with my analysis?! Let me tell you, if the troll wasn't put in by Snape, I will The Nimbus 2000 smashed Whomping Willow!"

It's not that I don't want to help you, it's that you are really hopeless!

Irina looked at him helplessly, as if seeing an old general with flags on the back of the stage.

Hermione wanted to refute Harry. In her opinion, at least the Hogwarts professor would not be a bad person.

But there was nothing wrong with Harry's analysis, plus Harry swore with his own Nimbus 2000, which made Hermione speechless.

……

The next day, early in the morning.

On the day of the Quidditch match, it was sunny and cold.

At this time, there were still nearly five hours before the official start of the Quidditch game, so the Quidditch field was still very deserted, except for Hagrid who was defrosting his broomstick, there was no one around.

However, after Hagrid defrosts and leaves, an unexpected guest arrives before everyone else.

This person was Lynn. Lynn was holding a metal block the size of a Rubik's Cube in his hand. After using his magic wand to cast the illusion spell on himself, he quickly walked towards the teacher's seat in the auditorium.

Although the relationship between Lynn and Professor Snape at Hogwarts Castle is not very good, it can only be said to be an ordinary teacher-student relationship, but Professor Snape is also his dean, and he does not want his family to The dean was wronged.

Therefore, if Quirrell acts as a demon, let Quirrell bear the consequences himself!

The piece of metal in Lynn's hand is a remote-triggered alchemy bomb that he intends to attach to the bottom of Quirrell's chair.

In order not to hurt other professors or classmates, Lynn used a special alchemy circle to limit its explosion range when refining the alchemy bomb.

When this alchemy bomb is triggered, there will be an invisible magic shield covering the range of one meter of the alchemy bomb, and the power of the alchemy bomb after it explodes will be limited by this magic shield, that is to say , if this alchemy bomb explodes, only Quirrell will be injured.

Well, only the world where Quirrell was injured was born!

Lynn firmly fixed the alchemy bomb under the chair assigned to Quirrell, and nodded with satisfaction.

At this time, someone may want to say, since Lynn wanted to avoid Voldemort, why did he want to get involved in this matter.

You know, from the perspective of Lynn's identity alone, he can avoid it for a while, but he can't avoid it for a lifetime. Since he will face Voldemort sooner or later, it is better to stand in the opposite camp early and take the initiative to attack while everything is still under control.

Quirrell is Voldemort's carrier. If he is injured, Voldemort will be unable to do things for at least a while.

And this period of time will be Lynn's best developmental period.

Lynn's biggest expectation is to refine the forbidden fire that can cover a room before the end of the school year, so that even if Voldemort leaves Quirrell's body, he will have a certain way to deal with it.

After completing these, Lynn quickly returned to the castle, pretending that he had never left the castle.

In Hogwarts Castle, a group of young wizards are enjoying their breakfast.

But at this moment, Harry was too nervous to eat because of the upcoming Quidditch match.

"It's just a Quidditch game, Harry, there's nothing to worry about, it's not the OWLs exam that's going to start later!"

Irina said openly.

She looked very relaxed. After all, when she was in the college entrance examination, she ate well on the day of the exam, and even cleared up the daily activities of three games.

In her opinion, the Quidditch game is just a small scene, there is no need to be nervous at all!

After all, this is not the Quidditch World Cup, it's just a group of kids playing around!

Harry looked at her with resentment on his face: "Irina, don't stand up and talk without pain in your back, go for it if you have the ability!"

Irina shrugged: "I can do it, but do you dare to let me do it?"

"I dare not..." Harry lowered his head and forced a sausage into his mouth.

Soon, it was eleven o'clock.

The whole of Hogwarts Castle was packed into the stands on the Quidditch pitch, which were so high that they were almost half-empty, but it was still sometimes difficult to see what was going on.

In the Gryffindor camp, Irina led Hermione to the highest row, where Ron, Neville, Seamus and others had already waved their flags and shouted.

They used a bed sheet stained by rats to draw a huge banner with the words "Potter must win", and Dean, who is good at painting, also drew a big Gryffindor lion underneath.

Irina stayed away from the sheet with some disgust. The decades-old uncle actually wetted the bed. Although he was in the form of a mouse, it was still chilling.

Unbeknownst to Hermione, she cast a neat spell on the sheets, causing the paint on the banner to shimmer in different colors.

On the other side, Lynn also came to the Slytherin camp. As Malfoy's roommate and senior, the Malfoy trio had come to occupy a seat for Lynn long ago.

"Thanks."

Lynn nodded slightly to Malfoy.