Hogwarts: Don’t panic, Old Deng, I won’t be the Dark Lord

Almost everyone in the Quidditch stands was cheering, roaring, and howling like crazy towards the sky.

At this time, Sisley seemed quieter and more elegant, if you ignored the large bag of snacks in front of him.

"What are you looking at me for? Look at Harry. I've been like this since I was a child. I don't like sports, but the atmosphere in the stands is quite suitable for eating snacks." Sisley said looking at Ron with strange eyes.

"I asked you why you almost didn't eat any breakfast." Ron said with a twitching corner of his mouth.

"Normally I don't eat much," Sisley said.

"You should get rid of this bad habit, otherwise your stomach problems will become more and more serious." Hermione said.

"Isn't this magic?" Sisley spread his hands and said.

Hermione was speechless and turned to look at the game in the sky.

"Sisley, what do you think of Angelina? She's the cool Chaser." Ron suddenly patted Sisley on the shoulder and said.

"Who's the chaser...?" Sisley stared at the group of flying shadows in the sky and said after a moment of silence.

"It's the tall, energetic and hot one." Ron pointed at a figure and said.

"Ahem." Hermione sitting in front coughed.

Sisley saw the chaser and said with some embarrassment: "Well, I don't think it's good. Maybe the aesthetics are different from yours."

"Then which one do you think looks better?" Ron asked again.

"Delicate and quiet." Sisley said without thinking at all.

"Come and pretty... We don't have people like this in Gryffindor. I thought you liked Hermione. Hey, my feet!"

Sisley rolled his eyes and said, "Isn't Hermione pretty enough?"

The corner of Ron's mouth twitched and he whispered: "Hermione is indeed pretty, but quiet, haha, you see she may have a filter."

Sisley shrugged and reached out to rub Hermione's hair and looked at Ron, with a look that almost said: "Look, you are so quiet."

Lavender, who was sitting next to Hermione, saw Sisley playing with Hermione's hair from the corner of his eye, and his eyes were so scared that he almost jumped out of his head.

You must know that the first night in their dormitory was just because a witch made a joke with Hermione's hair, and then she wore an afro for more than a week.

"I've finally found you. I've been at the hut just now. How was Harry flying?" Sisley's shoulders and Ron's shoulders were patted by a pair of big hands at the same time. Sisley turned around and saw Hagrid sitting there. Got to a row above them.

"It looks pretty good so far. At least I've never seen anyone fly better than Harry. He's fast and stable..."

"Is this poisonous milk?" Sisley said awkwardly as he watched Harry's broom start to tremble and shake in mid-air.

After all, he just said that Harry was stable enough, and the next moment he was shaking, it was hard not to make people suspicious.

"What's going on?" Hermione stood up and propped her arms on the viewing stand, staring at the trembling broomstick and the confused Harry.

"Did someone cast a spell on Harry's broom?" Sisley asked with a frown.

"Flint from Slytherin just bumped into Harry, could it be him?" Ron said.

"It's impossible. If Nimbus 2000 was affected by a kid who hasn't graduated yet, then the workshop that produces Nimbus would have gone bankrupt long ago!" Hagrid explained.

"That's high-end black magic." Sisley murmured, and at the same time, the magic power gathered in his eyes, causing Sisley's original deep black eyes to glow with a faint crystal blue light.

There is definitely a lot of magic on the Quidditch field. Each college puts out magic banners for their teams, or the studious little wizards take advantage of this time to practice magic on their own.

But these magics are all trivial. At this time, Sisley was staring at the stands of professors. The professors were more or less exuding the light of magic, except for Dumbledore.

In Sisley's eyes, Dumbledore was like an ordinary old man, nothing special at all, but only those who knew him knew the bottomless and terrifying magic power he contained in his body.

In addition to Dumbledore, there are two professors who secretly control magic. Not surprisingly, Harry's broom high in the sky is the masterpiece of these two professors.

"Snape and Quirrell..." Sisley murmured.

"What?" Hermione asked over her shoulder.

"It's Snape and Quirrell who are secretly performing magic, but I don't know who is the perpetrator and who is the guardian." Sisley's eyes returned to normal and he replied.

"I see, just wait, I'll go rescue Harry." Hermione left these words and disappeared in a flash.

"How did she know who the perpetrator was?" Ron asked doubtfully.

"It's very simple, just interrupt both magics." Sisley said.

Hermione moved quickly, and soon Harry's broom returned to normal. However, Harry seemed to be in something wrong at this time, and he was diving down to the ground quickly with the broom under his weight.

"What is Harry doing?" Sisley couldn't understand Harry's fancy operations, although he couldn't understand the regular operations either.

Not long after, Hermione came up again, took a few deep breaths to calm down and said, "It's really the two of them. I burned their robes, and Harry's broom turned out to be normal."

"Harry is really in danger this time."

Just as Sisley was sighing, Harry, who had already dived down and put his feet on the ground, sat down on the ground and quickly covered his mouth with both hands, as if he wanted to spit something out.

Finally, with a sound of vomiting, a small golden ball with wings was spit out by Harry, and the entire Quidditch pitch fell silent.

"Harry Potter got the Golden Snitch!!!" Li Jordan, who was on the podium, took the microphone and roared crazily.

"Yohoo! Harry!!!" Ron next to Sisley was undoubtedly the most excited, even more excited than Harry himself. He jumped up high, and then quickly ran down the stands to hug Harry. .

"Let's go and see the great hero of Gryffindor this time." Hagrid held Sisley and Hermione while using his huge body to open up a space for Sisley and Hermione. A road.

When the three of them got off the stands, Harry had been thrown high into the air by Ron and his teammates.

Seeing this, Hermione took advantage of this chaotic opportunity and asked Sisley: "What about Professor Snape and Professor Quirrell?"

"I'll go to the teacher to ask later. After all, it's already broad daylight and I'm going to attack Harry. I have to ask for a backup plan to be safe." Sisley patted Hermione's cheek and said.