Harry Potter: The Atypical Alchemist

Since Hermione didn't believe in evil, they stayed in the library for a long time. Hermione carved more than a dozen wooden plaques, but all ended in failure.

After repeated failures, Hermione's little face turned so dark that she couldn't see any other color except her eyes. She was the type that even her parents wouldn't recognize when she got home.

Fortunately for Stone, every time Hermione finished carving, he would hide far away after taking a look and laugh in a place where he could not be affected.

Finally, Hermione threw the carving knife to Stone, covered her face and ran away.

The next day, outside the stadium.

As soon as Hermione saw Stone, she turned her face away and made a very unhappy sound:

"Humph!"

Ron, who came with him, scratched his head and asked Stone:

"Are you two having a fight?"

"Oh, that's right." Stone smiled, "Yesterday afternoon..."

"Don't say it!"

Hermione, who had always had her ears perked up, jumped over and covered Stone's mouth in one step, her eyes full of threats.

In Gryffindor, she is a genius, the smartest person, a wizard who can learn everything at once. She didn't want to lose her reputation in front of the wizards in the same courtyard.

"Woooo!" Stone raised his hands to express surrender.

"Hmph~" Hermione withdrew her palm and clapped it, "Let's go to the viewing platform."

"What is it?" Ron approached Stone and said, "Tell me secretly."

"Uh......"

After muttering for a while, Stone still closed his mouth to save Hermione's face. It was definitely not because he caught a glimpse of her taking out her wand.

... ...

Under the leadership of Hermione, they passed through the sea of ​​​​people, climbed to the top of the viewing platform, and squeezed to the front railing.

Not long after, all the first-year Gryffindor wizards crowded over. They also brought a banner that said 'Potter must win', with a big Gryffindor lion underneath. Hermione waved With a flick of the wand, the banner instantly glowed with colorful brilliance.

"..."

Stone, who witnessed all this, remained silent. He wanted to escape, but he was right under the banner and surrounded by people, so he couldn't squeeze out.

"What am I doing here?" Stone lowered his head, looking at his distinctive blue and white striped scarf, and murmured: "I knew I would have gone to our Ravenclaw viewing seats."

At eleven o'clock, fierce cheers erupted from the stands, and Stone looked up.

Both teams came out of the preparation room on both sides, the Gryffindor team in bright red uniforms and the Slytherin team in green uniforms.

After a series of useless pre-match speeches, the referee, Ms. Huo Qi, blew the silver whistle.

Fifteen flying broomsticks rose into the sky, the game began, and energetic commentary sounded from the podium.

The commentator was very experienced and had a strong ability to read the game, but after just listening for a while, Stone realized something was wrong.

——This commentary is definitely paid, and it is too biased towards Gryffindor.

oh? Is the commentator originally from Gryffindor? That's okay.

In the first ten minutes, Gryffindor led by thirty points.

At this time, there was a loud shout behind Stone, and Hagrid, the giant he had seen at the beginning of school, squeezed in beside them.

"I was looking through the binoculars in my cabin just now, and saw Gryffindor leading the way, so I rushed over quickly."

Following his words, the Slytherins behaved very much in line with their stereotype - they began to foul.

First the goalkeeper, then the main scorer, Gryffindor's two generals were knocked to the ground one after another. Gryffindor got two free throws, but it was only twenty points, and it couldn't be compared to two. The main force, Slytherin quickly overtook the score.

Stone glanced at Hagrid and thought:

‘How about—you go back? ’

While thinking about this, he and Hermione looked at each other and found that she looked at Hagrid with a similar look. The two of them pursed their lips at the same time.

Of course Hagrid didn't notice the look in their eyes. He kept looking at Harry through his telescope and said loudly:

"Now it's all about Harry, if only he could - no - why his broom is out of control!"

Everyone in the stands looked at Harry. His broom was rolling and twisting wildly. It didn't take long for Harry to be thrown off, hanging in the air with only one hand holding on to the broom handle.

"Is there something wrong with the broom? He just collided with someone from Slytherin." The wizard next to him who likes to make explosions whispered.

"Impossible!" Hagrid said with a trembling voice, "Only powerful black magic can interfere with the broomstick. It is impossible for a child to affect the Nimbus 2000."

"Dark magic?" Stone muttered.

In an instant, a lot of information flashed through his mind, and his eyes began to move towards his two suspected targets.

At the same time, Hermione also grabbed the telescope and looked anxiously at the crowd. Soon, she found the target. She patted Stone on the shoulder and pointed in one direction:

"Look! It's Snape!"

"Yeah, I saw it," Stone said.

Different from what Hermione pointed out, there was Snape in his eyes, and Quirrell behind Snape.

Casting long-range dark magic required keeping a close eye on the target, and both of them were keeping an eye on Harry. Although only Snape was chanting the spell, any wizard who could be a professor would definitely be able to cast a silent spell. Stone couldn't tell for the time being.

Under Hermione's guidance, Ron also noticed Snape's condition and shouted:

"what should we do?"

"Look at me!"

After saying that, Hermione threw the telescope to Stone and rushed in that direction.

Stone didn't say a word to remind him.

Both of them are suspects, and it is Snape that Hermione wants to stop. No matter what the outcome, he can confirm the real suspect.

As for Harry... he wouldn't die if he fell. With so many teachers present, could anything really happen to him?

The worst case scenario is losing the game, but if Gryffindor loses the game, what does it have to do with me, Ravenclaw? Something is good.

Stone pointed the telescope in the direction of the two professors.

Not long after, he saw a crack opened under the teachers' stand, and Hermione squatted underneath and pulled out her wand.

The next moment, Snape's robes caught fire.

At the reminder of the person next to him, Snape stood up in a panic and kept stepping on the fire on his robes with his feet. He did not have the demeanor of a wizard at all.

Okay, one person stopped. Just when Stone was about to confirm Harry's situation, Professor Quirrell was also knocked over by Snape who was putting out the fire.

"..."

No need to confirm now.

Although he was confused, Stone still pointed his telescope towards Snape and Quirrell, trying to find something from their expressions.

There was a fierce chase on the court, and the Gryffindor stands burst into cheers. Gryffindor won.

Stone didn't know exactly what happened. He had been staring at the two suspects.

He did find something intriguing.