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When they flew in, a group of long-eared owls carried slender packages that attracted everyone's attention. Harry subconsciously removed the plates in front of him, and they really flew in front of him as he expected.

"This is a small gift from the elders. I see that you have a very good flying talent, so I think you should have a broom of your own. If you can pass Oliver Wood's test tonight, I will Nice to see you on the house Quidditch team - Professor McGonagall"

After a long circle, I still got my own broom.Harry touched the package emotionally. Ron leaned next to him and saw the contents of the letter. He couldn't help but growled excitedly, "It's a new broom!"

"What?" Hermione, who was sitting across from her, was about to ask carefully, when suddenly six snowy owls, all white and without a trace of fur, flew into the hall, and they waved their wings in a haughty manner and circled around the hall. circled, and landed on the Slytherin table.

"It's Malfoy's!" Ron was obviously dissatisfied that Draco had robbed him of the limelight, but Harry couldn't wait for someone to help him share his attention, so he quickly stuffed his breakfast and diverted it with a sentence Ron's attention, "If we move fast enough, we can still have a look at it before class."

The broom incident ended like this. During their small gathering later, Harry and the others learned from Draco, "The school managers are very angry that this kind of thing happened to the school's brooms, and they plan to donate money to buy a batch of them. The new Nimbus series for schools."

"Really?" Hearing the news, Ron's freckles turned red with excitement.

"It didn't work, though." Draco maliciously saved the sentence until the end. "Dumbledore thinks that special racing brooms are too dangerous for students. They fly too high and turn too sensitively."

"Sigh." Ron's face fell in disappointment when he heard the news, "I knew it wasn't such a good thing."

"Still," Draco continued, looking at him, "they still bought a new batch of brooms."

"What model is that? Sweeping series or comet series is fine." Ron's mood was teased by Draco for a while, and although he could see the new broom in class next week, he still couldn't bear it. I really want to get some "inside information" from Draco.

"It's the Oak Man." Draco finished the sentence solemnly, and then he couldn't help lying on the grass and laughed. Weasley's expression greatly entertained him.

"The Oakman is fine too." Harry heard the news and patted Ron on the shoulder with a suppressed smile to comfort him.

"Yes, it's safe, stable, and obedient. It has all the safety measures you can imagine, and it's the most suitable for little wizards." Hermione was obviously very happy when she heard the news. Wei explained, "That is a very old broom manufacturer. Their brooms are famous for their safety and durability. Someone once flew across the Atlantic on them, which shows how stable their performance is."

"But they are very slow, walking slowly like the old man, and the flying height will never exceed thirty feet!" Ron yelled, watching Hermione and Neville obviously become weak because of these "shortcomings" With a joyful face, he couldn't help but lie down on the ground in disappointment, "You really don't understand how important speed and height are to boys!"

That evening, both Harry and Draco took part in the assessments of their respective houses and became members of the Quidditch team.Harry can participate in the selection because of the recommendation of Professor McGonagall, and Draco, in his own words, "It was Mr. Dean who was very angry at Professor McGonagall's behavior, so when I asked him if I could talk to you When I participated in the college selection, he yelled and signed me. He was angry with Professor McGonagall. To be honest, if there are such benefits, I really hope that he will be angry with Professor McGonagall every day."

"Draco, please don't use such a cute word to describe your dean, it will make me have a shadow on this word." Ron shook his shoulders, causing the others to laugh.

"The professor is very good." Although Draco did not reveal that Snape was his godfather, he was indeed one of the few people in the school who especially supported Snape. "He also told my father about it." , my father is very proud of this, saying that there has never been a Malfoy who can play on the school team in the first year, so he bought me a newest Nimbus [-]. But when I wrote to him Harry After getting one, he was very angry and felt inferior, so he simply replaced the entire Slytherin team with Nimbus [-]."

"What a waste," said Ron sourly.

"The dean thinks so too. He thinks it's better to sponsor the cauldron of the Potions classroom than sponsoring the broom for the team." Draco shrugged, obviously regretting Snape's rigidity, "The dean doesn't know how to appreciate Quidditch He always said that only people with no brains would play such a passionate sport."

"That's because he can't play." Harry couldn't help complaining, "He's not very good at flying."

"Who said, he just doesn't ride a broom very much, that's because his apparation is too powerful, and he doesn't use a tool as slow as a broom." Draco's admiration for Snape is almost equal to his father, so, ha Li Wangtian thought, a little boy who is obsessed with his father is stupid, I don't need to argue with a kid about such meaningless topics as whether Snape is good at playing Quidditch.

Because of the different colleges they belong to, Harry and Draco can't often talk in public, so they will choose a day every week to get together, bring some snacks and drinks, lazily bask in the sun and talk about trivial things as entertainment.But this time, after Draco finished talking about the broom, he brought Harry a very important message, "Harry, I think Professor Quirrell is very strange."

"Oh, why do you say he is strange? Many people think he is very good." Harry immediately regained his spirits.

"On the day of our first Potions class, when I was returning to the dormitory after lunch, I bumped into Professor Quirrell at the intersection between the cellar and the classroom. He ran over from the Potions classroom, even to me He saluted and left without responding. The Defense Against the Dark Arts office is on the third floor, why did he go to the Potions classroom at that time?" Draco analyzed, "It's suspicious, could it be that he wants to talk to Sneaker? Professor Pu competing for the position of Potions professor?"

"It would be nice if that was the case, everyone knows that Snape wants to teach Defense Against the Dark Arts." Ron said badly.

"No, our dean is the best." Draco was also irrational in defending his shortcomings. He defended Snape for a few words, and then continued, "I have a question after class last week. I asked him, so I went to his office. I knocked on the door and no one answered, so I opened the door and went in, only to see that Professor Quirrell was applying medicine, and his hands were covered with horrible abscesses." Draco Speaking of this, I couldn't help shivering, "It looks very scary. I don't understand why he didn't go to Madam Pomfrey and healed himself. But he put on the gloves the moment he saw me, So I didn't dare to ask, I could only pretend not to see it."

So it was he who was in the potions room that day!Harry suddenly realized that the place where Quirrell was burned by himself might not be healed, so he looked around for a solution.He went to the Potions classroom to steal the ingredients that day because those herbs could be used to cure scabies and scalds with a slight change in the amount of the herbs, but because of the sudden appearance of himself and Snape, Quirrell didn't get enough ingredients, so that day In the name of teaching needs, he went to Madam Pomfrey to get medicine.

The damage to the soul cannot be treated with ordinary medicine, so Quirrell took the Horcrux hidden in the Room of Requirement, and wanted to repair his already incomplete soul by devouring other Horcruxes?Harry suddenly thought of a passage of text he had seen in the restricted section, and his whole body trembled.It seems likely that the Ravenclaw crown is in Quirrell's office, and the question now is whether he has devoured the piece.

I have to go to Quirrell's office, Harry secretly made up his mind.Calculating the time, he might have to wait a few months to get the invisibility cloak, so he can only use the image of Animagus to explore the way first.

The author has something to say: add a little theater O(∩_∩)O~ of Father L and Professor:

Father L (to Professor Balala): Our little dragon is so brave, powerful, and sensitive (the following is a thousand-word compliment) and so suitable for playing Quidditch!I am proud of him.

Professor (spitting blankly): Even if he's not brave or good enough to play Quidditch, you headless peacock will be proud of that little idiot.

Father L (completely ignoring the professor's venom): Haha, Sev, I know you have always envied the father-son relationship between me and Xiaolong, and you have never doubted my love for Xiaolong, but don't be too envious, this is You can't even be jealous.

Professor (continuing to complain with a blank face): Who would be jealous of you idiot, I just believe how stupid you are.

Father L (only listen to what he likes to hear): Sev, I plan to use a sum of money to sponsor the Quidditch team of your academy, get excited, be happy, don't thank me too much, Malfoy will always be your favorite loyal friend.

PROFESSOR (with blue veins on his forehead): Who would get excited about such a thing, and I'm not a brainless Potter.If you really have enough money to throw around, you might as well get me a new batch of cauldrons, which