[HP-DH] The second generation of the Big Four

After the Christmas break, a new round of Quidditch season begins.

At least five days a week, Harry spent his spare time at the training ground.

Captain Michael yelled at them, "Come on, everyone! Didn't everyone eat?! Don't think we can relax after winning Ravenclaw, it's just a fluke! A fluke!"

The Badgers and the Eagles played a game before Christmas, and were lucky to narrowly beat Laventlaw 210:190.But compared with Slytherin's 340:130 overwhelming victory, the gap is really a bit far.

"We still have a tough battle to fight, and our goal is only to be the champion!" The Quidditch captain emphasized over and over again, so far, every team member has been able to memorize everything back and forth.

"Don't make it impossible for you just because others say you can't, Hufflepuff is never afraid of hardship—"

"Actually, we'll surprise them!" a Hufflepuff player murmured, grimacing, imitating the way Michael spoke.

"I know what he's going to say next. Bet Harry, it's you."

"Well, I think so too." Harry shrugged nonchalantly.

Sure enough, Michael's eyes projected over. Whenever this happened, the way he looked at the blue-eyed badger seemed to be seeing tens of thousands of Galleons.

"It's up to you, Harry, as long as you can catch the Snitch before the Slytherins - of course, I'm not trying to put pressure on you, relax, Hufflepuff boy."

Harry rolled his eyes, and Cedric chuckled beside him. "Well, Michael," he said, "our boy will surprise everybody, of course!"

This is not to say, Harry's talent in Quidditch is unmatched by everyone, especially in the position of Seeker, he is simply a natural snitch hunter.In this regard, Cedric had no choice but to bow down - after training together in the team for a long time, Harry's quick and flexible advantages became more and more apparent. (At that time, they were joking and asked him to try the Seeker. As a result, Michael, who was ecstatic and ecstatic, jumped on their boy directly! If it wasn't for everyone to stop him in time, what would have happened? insane!)

Compared with the superb technique of a Chaser, the boy's instinct for the Snitch is even more like a beast.This was something Cedric couldn't compare to—"You have two more eyes than me." He teased Harry and said that the Hufflepuff gentleman didn't mind changing positions.

And usually at this time.The Hufflepuffs would pat him on the shoulder, saying in a clichéd tone, "Boy, it's up to you! Please bring our eyes if you can."

At that moment, Harry thought their twins were possessed.

In fact, he has realized the key point: Badgers are never short of humor, especially when it comes to some innocuous jokes (Author: They are actually black-bellied).The sad thing is that so far, people have been deceived by these honest faces.

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Intense training continued until the day before the competition.During this period, the school was calm, and it seemed that the shadow of petrification had already left people's sight.

"The Chamber of Secrets was opened by me. You will definitely like the next game." Hermione got a dozen books on Muggle psychology from somewhere, and through the discussion in the book, she gave this sentence a sentence. judge. "The person who wrote this used me instead of the heir of Slytherin, which is enough to see that he is overconfident and daring...not a warning, but a game with us, which can show that he is used to In order to control and like it... As for "you will definitely like it" - you said this to Harry to a large extent, which has a deterrent meaning... To sum up, it is very likely that a superior person is in the The muzzle of teasing his prey...so, if it's a Horcrux, it's most likely a Hufflepuff cup made in Voldemort's prime."

Of all the Horcruxes, only the ring and the gold cup were not in Harry's hands.Indeed, as Hermione said, such a tone would never be the tone of Voldemort when he was young.But if it was the Golden Cup, then who would it be?

At that time, Harry was returning from borrowing books from the library, and he was still thinking about this question that had troubled him for a long time.Faintly, he felt as if he had caught something—he didn't hear the basilisk's voice when Mrs. Norris was petrified, which was enough to show that the corridor on the third floor was not the scene of the first crime at all.

Maybe Voldemort really wanted to play a game with him, from the petrified cat to Colin Creevey... like an invisible big hand, arranging the game step by step-setting the final trap: for nothing more than Let him be convicted of the secret room.

Harry knew very well that Voldemort liked the feeling of watching his prey dying.But instinctively, he didn't think it was Voldemort's handwriting. The Dark Lord was not such a patient person, and he would not go around in such a big circle with him.

In essence - this is more like a temptation.

As Harry thought about it, he felt a heat in his pocket, and the word "HG" appeared on the contact coin.Harry was thinking of going to the dormitory, but just as he looked up, he saw Lockhart in a fancy hat coming up from below.So—he instinctively flashed into a secluded corridor.By the way, take out the two-way mirror (taken from Sirius), and Hermione's face appears in it.

"what happened?"

"The rumor that you are the heir of Slytherin has started to spread in the school." Hermione's answer didn't bring too many surprises - what can be explained is that the conjecture in Harry's heart was confirmed just now.

"Where are you now, is there anyone next to you? I think the other party will definitely not stop here, you have to avoid being alone, if—"

"It's too late for Hermione." Harry interrupted her, looking down the corridor.

He recognized who it was at a glance.

The administrator, Filch, was cleaning a pair of armor that had been thrown with a lot of dung by the students. His face was full of anger, and he opened his mouth like he was cursing something.He looked just like any other person, except that he kept his scrubbing motions motionless.

Filch was petrified.

"Ahh!" A shrill scream spread throughout the corridor, and as soon as Harry turned his head, he saw Myrtle, who was wet and covering her face.

"You killed him, didn't you?" she said in horror. "Just like 50 years ago, this is how I died."

The sound of kicking footsteps sounded from a distance, and the voices of the students laughing and laughing became louder and louder.There shouldn't be anyone here at this time, but it just so happens that today is the day of the match between Gryffindor and Raventraw (1).

Around eleven o'clock, almost all the students went out to watch the game.The timing was just right to "catch" Harry Potter again.

Testimony began.

"Because he offended you!"

"Because he's a Squib!"

"I know he is!" exclaimed a Muggle-born first year suddenly. "I saw, that day, on the lawn." He said, swallowing, "I saw a snake coming out of his pocket. Come out, he's feeding that snake... only the heir of Slytherin can do that..." Some of the students turned pale as they said this, and they flinched against the wall behind them, as if thinking that the cold A stone wall can wrap itself within it in the next second.

The students gathered more and more, and the crowd buzzed like bees.And Harry's expressionless face and silence only confirmed this point.

"No wonder he can beat the mysterious man."

"He protected the Philosopher's Stone from the man, you forget?"

"You can see that he doesn't speak, so he must admit that he opened the secret room—"

"Forgive me for not agreeing with this." A voice interjected, lazily, "Slytherin's heir can only be Slytherin, there is no accident, as for Potter, he is an out-and-out Hedge Patch."

Blazei, the Slytherin prefect, said he was eyeing Harry with interest, as if expecting Harry's reaction.Beside him, Draco stood in silence, his probing eyes resting on the petrified Filch and Harry.

In fact, after thinking about it for a while, Draco realized something was wrong.The attackers in the castle were targeting Muggleborns, and since Harry was on good terms with Granger, there was no reason to do so.Although he can speak Parseltongue, it doesn't mean anything - Draco doesn't think that Harry Potter will be a descendant of Slytherin from his rationality and intuition.

Salazar Slytherin, noble and powerful, the dark lord above all.

A Hufflepuff savior who just laughs like an idiot all day - stop kidding!This is simply tarnishing the reputation of Slytherin!

"It's a pity, there are no such stupid people in Slytherin." The platinum snake hissed and gave Harry a hypocritical smirk like an aristocrat.

Although it was to help Harry get rid of some crimes, this smug look is really a jerk!

(1): Petrified is the day before the Hufflepuff competition, and the third place is first determined by Laventlaw and Gryffindor.

The author has something to say:

My aunt is so cruel~~QAQ, every time I come here, I feel like I'm dead for a while....

The second part is coming to an end, (^o^)/

The next update is on Thursday, and I plan to take some time to review the outline of the second part~~~

ps: I’m a little depressed recently, because someone told me that my three views are too upright, why I’m not black, and then I instantly ==