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"Why are you so nervous all of a sudden?" Ron muttered and went back to the men's dormitory with Harry.

The theft from Gringotts was published in the Daily Prophet the next day. This made Harry even more convinced of his guess.

After thinking about it for a while, he thought about going to Hagrid to talk to him some time.

"What is this?" Lilith approached Harry from behind, lowered her head and took the Daily Prophet from his hand.

The cold hair swept across Harry's cheek, and Harry's body trembled uncontrollably.

"Gringotts was stolen? Harry..." Lilith's voice lengthened, revealing something meaningful. The translucent sea-blue eyes show a look that sees through everything.

Harry's cheeks were slightly red, "I'm just curious...Okay, okay, I'll tell you, but you have to wait for me to confirm."

"Okay, I forgive you." Lilith patted Harry on the shoulder, and then put the newspaper back into Harry's hand.

Harry felt like his face was going to burn. Lilith was really... He could smell Lilith's shampoo just now. It smelled like roses.

At noon, Harry visited Hagrid. He quietly asked Hagrid about today’s Daily Prophet. Hagrid looked nervous.

Later, Harry mentioned that he saw a three-headed dog on the fourth floor that day. Hagrid became even more panicked.

"Oh no, Harry, don't ask me, and don't go anywhere again. You just need to know where the danger is, Nicolas Flamel's... Oh no! I can't say... Anyway, don't ask, I beg you."

Hagrid looked out the window in panic and glanced at Harry again. "You haven't eaten yet, Harry. I have to go to the Forbidden Forest to do some business..."

Harry was 'invited' out, but he still got some information about Nicolas Flamel. Turning around, he shared this incident with his friends.

"Nicholas Flamel?" Hermione felt a little familiar. "Anyway, that room on the fourth floor is very dangerous. Don't go there again."

Ron shrugged, secretly complaining in his mind whether Hermione was assigned to the wrong house.

Since Harry joined Quidditch, he has gone to practice every day, and Lilith will occasionally visit.

Although Hermione said she didn't want Harry and Ron to take any more risks, Lilith accidentally discovered that Hermione was secretly looking for books about names.

Everything was on track, but Lilith still went to the Potions Master for confinement every day. Hermione and Lilith also suggested going to Professor McGonagall to complain.

As a result, Lilith refused, telling Hermione that she was learning how to brew potions every day, and explained to her what a small stove meant.

After hearing this, Hermione agreed not to complain, but wanted to discuss potions with Lily more.

Soon it was the day of the Quidditch match, and all the students in Hogwarts came to cheer.

Harry was a little excited and a little nervous.

Gryffindor's seats were covered with red or golden banners written by students that said Gryffindor must win. This game is between Gryffindor and Slytherin.

Ron shouted at the top of his lungs, "Come on Harry! Harry will win! Gryffindor will win!"

Harry looked at the crowd on his broomstick and waved to Ron. Lilith also looked up at Harry, who had turned into a dot, and waved and shouted cheers.

Lilith in the crowd, her golden hair seemed to be glowing when illuminated by the sun, her bright blue eyes showed a smile, and her moist pink lips opened and closed.

Although Harry didn't hear clearly what Lilith was shouting, he still became very excited and his nervousness was swept away.

Draco Malfoy on the opposite side curled his lips in disdain, Gryffindor is weak, isn't it? It's just multiple Harry Potters, it seems like it can win.

After complaining in his heart, he held up the Slytherin flag and asked his two followers to shout "Come on Slytherin!"

When the game started, Lilith didn't know much about Quidditch and only saw a bunch of black bludgers flying back and forth in the air. She really couldn't appreciate it. Turning around, he began to pay attention to Snape and Quirrell at the teacher's desk.

Professor Snape's seat is in the first row, and Professor Quirrell is at the back. So how did Professor Snape knock Quirrell under the stool in the original novel? Could it be because Quirrell is a thin dog that falls to the ground at the slightest touch?

Lilith's mind wandered, and Hermione suddenly hugged her arm tightly. "Oops, there's something wrong with Harry's broom!"

Lilith looked up, and sure enough, Harry's broom was swinging from side to side, and Harry was hanging on it, looking like he was in danger of falling off at any time.

"I know who it is!" Hermione looked very angry. She found Snape reciting a curse and suspected that Slytherin wanted to win the game by 'cheating'. He ran towards the professor's seat with long strides.

"Wait!" Lilith quickly followed up to stop Hermione from taking out her wand. Hermione looked at her with shocked confusion. "Look at Professor Quirrell."

Hermione turned her head and saw Quirrell who was talking in the back row.

"Fire is raging!" Lilith pressed Hermione's hand with one hand, and lit Quirrell's trousers with her wand in the other hand.

"Look" Lilith pointed at Professor Snape. Hermione looked over and saw that Snape's mouth was moving slightly and he was still saying something.

At this moment Quirrell suddenly roared and jumped up. Harry's broom immediately stopped shaking. Professor Snape stopped chanting the curse only after Harry was completely safe.

Then he looked back at Quirrell, who was slapping the flames.

"I just saw the spell that Quirrell started to recite first." Lilith said to Hermione softly. The two men were short and sneaked away from under the hollow floor of the professor's chair.

Harry finally succeeded in eating the snitch, and Professor Hooch announced that Gryffindor had scored 150 points and Gryffindor won.

Malfoy's face suddenly dropped when he heard the news.

After the game, several people discussed the matter of the out-of-control broom.

"Why did Professor Quirrell do this?" Hermione didn't understand. If Snape had done such a thing, she would still think it was more reasonable.

"I don't know, but you should be careful about this professor. Do you remember what I said about meeting him last time?" Lilith shook her head. "My intuition is very accurate. I always feel that he is not a good person."

Several people nodded in agreement.

Professor Flitwick stepped on a fallen book during Charms class. "Today we are going to learn the levitation spell, which is the most basic spell. Its function is to make objects levitate in mid-air."

"Wingardim, Leviosa. Now, try to make the feathers in front of you fly."

"Yingardim, Leviosa." Lilith waved her wand lightly, and the feathers slowly flew up.

"Oh, it seems Miss Bude has succeeded." Professor Flitwick looked very happy.

Ron arranged the feathers and said, "Wingardim, Leviozar." After reciting the spell, he began to flick his wand wildly. Just like the wind waving a wand can blow up feathers.

Several times it almost got into Hermione's hair.

"No, no, no!" Hermione was frightened by the scumbag's tricks. "You're about to poke me in the eye, and it's not Leviosa. It's Leviosa."

"You are so smart, then you can do it and let me see." Ron was a little unhappy.

Hermione sighed and raised her wand. "Yingardim, Leviosa." He shook the wand lightly and waved it. Feathers flew up with the amplitude of the wand.

"Oh, Miss Granger succeeded, great!" Professor Flitwick praised.

Ron pursed his lips and felt a little embarrassed, and he didn't want to admit his mistake just now.

"Wingardium, Leviosa." Seamus' voice sounded, and then with a bang, the feathers in front of him exploded.

Professor Flitwick was so frightened that he almost fell off the book on which he was resting.

"Professor, I think we need another feather here." Harry was very close, and his face was burnt black.

"Wingardium, Leviosa. It's Otha, not Othaer." Ron, Harry and some male classmates walked side by side, complaining about Hermione. "What a devil. No wonder she can't make many friends."

Lilith, who was walking behind, also heard these words. Hermione beside her suddenly had red eyes, took two quick steps, bumped Ron away and strode forward.

"Idiot, you are really not afraid of the crematorium." Lilith hit Ron on the back of the head angrily. Running after Hermione.

"I think she heard." Harry looked at Ron, who was already beginning to regret it.