mystery lover
Chapter 40 Another Magic Power
The small commotion in Gryffindor quieted down after Principal Dumbledore personally sent Potter to the hospital wing, and everyone's attention was once again drawn to the upcoming match.
Charles also returned to the Hufflepuff team at this time. After Captain Cedric gave another order, as the game referee Professor McGonagall sounded a spell, the players on both sides flew to their positions.
The game started.
As the goalkeeper, Charles had already stopped in front of the three goalposts, his eyes closely following the movement of the Quaffle.
Although I forced myself to concentrate on staring at the action of the opponent's suitor, the pounding heartbeat still revealed the boy's nervous mood at the moment, and in this moment, the three suitors of Ravenclaw had passed With the Quaffle, he was near the Hufflepuff's goal post.
When Ravenclaw, who was wearing a blue uniform, threw the Quaffle to the far right hoop, Charles, who had been circling the goal post a moment ago to judge which side the opponent would throw the ball to, almost instantly flew towards the Quaffle The direction of the ball successfully intercepted the menacing offensive ball.
After an attack failed, before Ravenclaw's suitors retreated to the defensive position, Charles quickly passed the ball in front of Lucas.
Then on Hufflepuff's side, Lucas and the other two Chasers formed an arrow-shaped formation and flew towards Ravenclaw's goal post together. Law's team posed a great threat, forcing the opposing suitors to step aside.
At the end when approaching the goalpost, the ball just passed to Lucas successfully tricked the opponent's goalkeeper after a fake action, and the pursuer on the far left threw the ball to score for Hufflepuff Earned the first ten points.
As the House with the largest number of students, loud cheers erupted from the Hufflepuff auditorium.
The game went on at such a fast pace.
In the end, Cedric was the first to catch the Golden Snitch and ended the game.
As one of the warriors of the Triwizard Tournament, Cedric lived up to expectations and once again won an honor for Hufflepuff College.
"Charles, good job!" After descending from the broomstick to the ground, Cedric walked towards his team members.
At this time, everyone realized that the Ravenclaw team, which has always played steadily, actually lost the game with zero points.
It seems that every time Charles intercepts the Quaffle, it is very cooperatively passed to the most offensive Hufflepuff suitor.
"It was the senior who caught the Snitch." The boy said with some embarrassment, but he felt a strange feeling in his heart. Thinking of the man who hadn't left in the stands over there, he always felt that the other party seemed to be waiting for him to pass...
"Char is great." Lucas said and patted his friend on the shoulder. He had never noticed that Char's reaction was so quick!!!
Several times Lucas thought he was going to be scored by the opposing team, and then suddenly found that his friend blocked the Quaffle.
Is the Firebolt really a must-have item for winning the game...
Lucas looked at the broomstick in his friend's hand with a burning eagerness in his eyes.
But then thinking that it was a gift from the minister to Charles, Lucas was discouraged.
Because of winning the game, Hufflepuff was overwhelmed with excitement. The teenager stood in the crowd, talking to the students around him from time to time, answering their questions, until a moving voice came from Charles. The pleasant atmosphere was only briefly broken when the voice sounded from behind.
Because of the relationship between Voldemort and the boy, the little Hufflepuff badgers all consciously took a big step back when they saw the minister behind Charles, and then everyone wanted to leave together with great discernment, especially The few players who had met Voldemort on the field before escaped the fastest.
After Lucas greeted his friend, he also left with Hufflepuff's troops, ah, in fact, the adult he just wanted to remind Charles didn't seem to have left yet, so he must be waiting for his friend , but seeing that Charles was surrounded by a few Quidditch players who were curious about knowledge, Lucas didn't go up to interrupt them.
At this moment, Charles looked at Voldemort in front of him, and for a moment he didn't know how to get along with this man, especially when he was followed by several subordinates.
Although, Charles actually missed the person in front of him very much.
After all, we only separated for one day, and I dreamed of Tom in my dream last night...
It's just that the black-haired man in the dream turned into Tom for a while, and turned into the domineering Lord for a while...
The little badger can actually get tangled up in a dream ==
But now, looking at the red-eyed man in front of him, the boy swallowed his throat and called softly, "Lord."
But I wondered why the other party only looked at me and didn't speak.
Charles showed a slightly tangled expression, and actually felt that the relationship between him and Voldemort was not like a relationship between lovers at all.
Seeing the emotional changes on the young man's face, Voldemort reluctantly withdrew his whole body, stretched out his arms slightly, "Char, come here."
Although a little shy, Charles still obediently snuggled into the man's arms and was brought into his arms by the man, and then the boy heard the man close to him whispering in his ear, "Dear Charles Er, when will you take the initiative to fall into my arms?"
Hearing Voldemort's love words, the boy's face flushed instantly.
After finally getting used to Tom, the little badger's immunity to Lord is still zero.
At this time, the boy's head was spinning rapidly, should he say something to continue the conversation...
"Does the Lord want me to throw himself into his arms?"
Charles said, raising his head slightly.
And just because Voldemort lowered his head because he heard the boy's voice, he looked into the light blue eyes in front of him, and the Dark Lord, who had always been too strong, was tempted uncontrollably?
"Char..." Voldemort's voice made the boy who was familiar with the tone tremble in his arms, "If you want, I'm always welcome."
Charles grabbed a piece of clothing from the man's waist, turned his head and said, "Lord, don't you have to work today, the game is over..."
What the boy meant was that the game was over, and the great Lord Dark Lord could continue to devote himself to his great cause, instead of being here with a fourth-year Hogwarts student.
"So you want me to go?" The man's voice rose slightly, his tall figure blocked the sight of the people behind him, and his slender fingers hinted across the sensitive parts of the boy.
!!!
Charles was provoked by Voldemort, and the emotions that would erupt in the face of Tom's incoherence were vaguely awakened.
"I am very touched that you can take time out of your busy schedule to watch the game!"
"You know, I'd like to touch you a little more, Charle."
After Voldemort finished speaking, the upturned corners of his mouth showed that the Dark Lord was in a happy mood.
And behind them, there are a group of Death Eaters who are more and more accustomed to their master's successful transformation from cold-blooded cruelty to tenderness.
When the owner is doing serious business, we are the gorgeous background board!We can't hear or see anything so please ignore us! —from the voices of three Death Eaters.
In the end, the poor little Badger was still taken hostage to Voldemort's manor, because of the suggestion of this strong man beside him to celebrate his victory in the first match.
*****
"Is Harry all right, Headmaster?"
Outside the medical wing, Ron and Hermione looked at the headmaster who came out of it, and asked nervously.
"I'm fine for the time being, I'll be fine after the rest." After Dumbledore finished speaking, he looked at the two children in front of him with some hesitation. Finally, the old headmaster asked gently after lifting the mirror frame on the bridge of his nose, " Kids, is there anything unusual about Harry lately?"
Because the principal's question was not as easy as it used to be, Ron and Hermione looked at each other and saw doubts in each other's eyes, but after thinking for a while, the more delicate girl still said her Observation, "I feel that Harry has been easily distracted recently, as if he has no energy for doing anything. We thought Harry was a little tired because of preparing for the Triwizard Tournament."
"Principal, is Harry really alright?!" Ron looked into Dumbledore's eyes behind the frame, trying to get an accurate answer from it.
"Don't worry..." Dumbledore paused, and continued, "Harry doesn't have traces of black magic, it's just..."
"Just what?!" Not only Ron, but even Hermione's expression became serious at the moment because of the white wizard's words.
After Dumbledore cast a few spells on the surroundings, looking at the two children in front of him, the old wizard said with a slight sigh, "I know you are worried about Harry, and I don't want to hide it from you, but I I think it's best not to let Harry know about this until a solution is found, because we don't know whether Harry's knowledge of its existence will be a good thing for him or make the situation worse."
"It...? What is that?"
"We found that there is another wave of magic power in Harry's body." Dumbledore narrated a fact smoothly.
"How is this possible?" Hermione expressed her distrust faster than Ron for the first time.
"I know it's surprising, but it was - it was another magic, but strangely enough, it didn't repel Harry, otherwise Harry wouldn't be as healthy and stable as he is now, it was just a Very weak fluctuations, if you don't check carefully, you can hardly find its existence."
"But the headmaster... is this reasonable?" Any wizard with common sense knows that each wizard has its own source of magic power. Hermione looked at Dumbledore and suddenly understood why the headmaster said that Harry was fine. When the expression will be so heavy.
"Headmaster Dumbledore, what if this magic that doesn't belong to Harry begins to repel Harry...?"
"Son, you're very smart...but I sincerely hope that this hypothetical situation won't happen to Harry."
"Is it bad, Headmaster?"
"The worst case is that magic repulsion eventually triggers a magic riot and destroys itself."
"Principal!" Hermione couldn't stand such a hypothesis.
"Don't worry too much... Harry has been doing well, boy."
"It's always been fine?" Grasping the two key words in Principal Dumbledore's words, Hermione's look at the white wizard also changed, and the girl's beautiful brows frowned slightly, "You always knew What about Harry?"
After a brief silence.
"Yes." Dumbledore nodded apologetically to the two children in front of him, "There was an incident in the Potter family that we didn't want it to happen. Harry was only one year old at that time..."
Hermione and Ron listened to the headmaster's words, and knew that the headmaster Dumbledore couldn't blame this matter for concealing it. After all, everyone just hoped that Harry would be fine.
In the end, the girl asked the headmaster who knew the most in front of her with some doubts, "Could that rumor be true? That... the minister really attacked the Harry family?"
The only thing Hermione could think of that would cause Harry's accident was the prophecy that Harry was the savior, although this prophecy was rarely mentioned today.
"About this matter... I'm sorry, children, I can't tell you just now."
*****
Harry felt like he had a very long dream, and when he woke up and saw Ron and Hermione who had been by his side, Harry still had an unreal feeling.
"Harry, are you okay?" Ron looked at Harry who finally woke up, and hurried forward to stand beside Harry's bed.
"I'm fine." Harry smiled, his head still a little swollen and dizzy.
How did he come to the hospital wing... He remembered going to the Hufflepuff and Ravenclaw match with Ron in the morning.
Then... the Dark Lord came too.
Then when he saw Charles with that person, Harry felt a sudden sharp pain in his forehead...
Hermione looked at Harry who was in a trance on the bed, and gave Ron a helpless look.
"By the way, this morning's game...?" Harry looked at his friends standing by the bed.
"Hufflepuff won," Ron had heard from the students back inside the castle while waiting outside the hospital wing.
"En." Harry nodded, seemingly not surprised by such an ending.
Charles also returned to the Hufflepuff team at this time. After Captain Cedric gave another order, as the game referee Professor McGonagall sounded a spell, the players on both sides flew to their positions.
The game started.
As the goalkeeper, Charles had already stopped in front of the three goalposts, his eyes closely following the movement of the Quaffle.
Although I forced myself to concentrate on staring at the action of the opponent's suitor, the pounding heartbeat still revealed the boy's nervous mood at the moment, and in this moment, the three suitors of Ravenclaw had passed With the Quaffle, he was near the Hufflepuff's goal post.
When Ravenclaw, who was wearing a blue uniform, threw the Quaffle to the far right hoop, Charles, who had been circling the goal post a moment ago to judge which side the opponent would throw the ball to, almost instantly flew towards the Quaffle The direction of the ball successfully intercepted the menacing offensive ball.
After an attack failed, before Ravenclaw's suitors retreated to the defensive position, Charles quickly passed the ball in front of Lucas.
Then on Hufflepuff's side, Lucas and the other two Chasers formed an arrow-shaped formation and flew towards Ravenclaw's goal post together. Law's team posed a great threat, forcing the opposing suitors to step aside.
At the end when approaching the goalpost, the ball just passed to Lucas successfully tricked the opponent's goalkeeper after a fake action, and the pursuer on the far left threw the ball to score for Hufflepuff Earned the first ten points.
As the House with the largest number of students, loud cheers erupted from the Hufflepuff auditorium.
The game went on at such a fast pace.
In the end, Cedric was the first to catch the Golden Snitch and ended the game.
As one of the warriors of the Triwizard Tournament, Cedric lived up to expectations and once again won an honor for Hufflepuff College.
"Charles, good job!" After descending from the broomstick to the ground, Cedric walked towards his team members.
At this time, everyone realized that the Ravenclaw team, which has always played steadily, actually lost the game with zero points.
It seems that every time Charles intercepts the Quaffle, it is very cooperatively passed to the most offensive Hufflepuff suitor.
"It was the senior who caught the Snitch." The boy said with some embarrassment, but he felt a strange feeling in his heart. Thinking of the man who hadn't left in the stands over there, he always felt that the other party seemed to be waiting for him to pass...
"Char is great." Lucas said and patted his friend on the shoulder. He had never noticed that Char's reaction was so quick!!!
Several times Lucas thought he was going to be scored by the opposing team, and then suddenly found that his friend blocked the Quaffle.
Is the Firebolt really a must-have item for winning the game...
Lucas looked at the broomstick in his friend's hand with a burning eagerness in his eyes.
But then thinking that it was a gift from the minister to Charles, Lucas was discouraged.
Because of winning the game, Hufflepuff was overwhelmed with excitement. The teenager stood in the crowd, talking to the students around him from time to time, answering their questions, until a moving voice came from Charles. The pleasant atmosphere was only briefly broken when the voice sounded from behind.
Because of the relationship between Voldemort and the boy, the little Hufflepuff badgers all consciously took a big step back when they saw the minister behind Charles, and then everyone wanted to leave together with great discernment, especially The few players who had met Voldemort on the field before escaped the fastest.
After Lucas greeted his friend, he also left with Hufflepuff's troops, ah, in fact, the adult he just wanted to remind Charles didn't seem to have left yet, so he must be waiting for his friend , but seeing that Charles was surrounded by a few Quidditch players who were curious about knowledge, Lucas didn't go up to interrupt them.
At this moment, Charles looked at Voldemort in front of him, and for a moment he didn't know how to get along with this man, especially when he was followed by several subordinates.
Although, Charles actually missed the person in front of him very much.
After all, we only separated for one day, and I dreamed of Tom in my dream last night...
It's just that the black-haired man in the dream turned into Tom for a while, and turned into the domineering Lord for a while...
The little badger can actually get tangled up in a dream ==
But now, looking at the red-eyed man in front of him, the boy swallowed his throat and called softly, "Lord."
But I wondered why the other party only looked at me and didn't speak.
Charles showed a slightly tangled expression, and actually felt that the relationship between him and Voldemort was not like a relationship between lovers at all.
Seeing the emotional changes on the young man's face, Voldemort reluctantly withdrew his whole body, stretched out his arms slightly, "Char, come here."
Although a little shy, Charles still obediently snuggled into the man's arms and was brought into his arms by the man, and then the boy heard the man close to him whispering in his ear, "Dear Charles Er, when will you take the initiative to fall into my arms?"
Hearing Voldemort's love words, the boy's face flushed instantly.
After finally getting used to Tom, the little badger's immunity to Lord is still zero.
At this time, the boy's head was spinning rapidly, should he say something to continue the conversation...
"Does the Lord want me to throw himself into his arms?"
Charles said, raising his head slightly.
And just because Voldemort lowered his head because he heard the boy's voice, he looked into the light blue eyes in front of him, and the Dark Lord, who had always been too strong, was tempted uncontrollably?
"Char..." Voldemort's voice made the boy who was familiar with the tone tremble in his arms, "If you want, I'm always welcome."
Charles grabbed a piece of clothing from the man's waist, turned his head and said, "Lord, don't you have to work today, the game is over..."
What the boy meant was that the game was over, and the great Lord Dark Lord could continue to devote himself to his great cause, instead of being here with a fourth-year Hogwarts student.
"So you want me to go?" The man's voice rose slightly, his tall figure blocked the sight of the people behind him, and his slender fingers hinted across the sensitive parts of the boy.
!!!
Charles was provoked by Voldemort, and the emotions that would erupt in the face of Tom's incoherence were vaguely awakened.
"I am very touched that you can take time out of your busy schedule to watch the game!"
"You know, I'd like to touch you a little more, Charle."
After Voldemort finished speaking, the upturned corners of his mouth showed that the Dark Lord was in a happy mood.
And behind them, there are a group of Death Eaters who are more and more accustomed to their master's successful transformation from cold-blooded cruelty to tenderness.
When the owner is doing serious business, we are the gorgeous background board!We can't hear or see anything so please ignore us! —from the voices of three Death Eaters.
In the end, the poor little Badger was still taken hostage to Voldemort's manor, because of the suggestion of this strong man beside him to celebrate his victory in the first match.
*****
"Is Harry all right, Headmaster?"
Outside the medical wing, Ron and Hermione looked at the headmaster who came out of it, and asked nervously.
"I'm fine for the time being, I'll be fine after the rest." After Dumbledore finished speaking, he looked at the two children in front of him with some hesitation. Finally, the old headmaster asked gently after lifting the mirror frame on the bridge of his nose, " Kids, is there anything unusual about Harry lately?"
Because the principal's question was not as easy as it used to be, Ron and Hermione looked at each other and saw doubts in each other's eyes, but after thinking for a while, the more delicate girl still said her Observation, "I feel that Harry has been easily distracted recently, as if he has no energy for doing anything. We thought Harry was a little tired because of preparing for the Triwizard Tournament."
"Principal, is Harry really alright?!" Ron looked into Dumbledore's eyes behind the frame, trying to get an accurate answer from it.
"Don't worry..." Dumbledore paused, and continued, "Harry doesn't have traces of black magic, it's just..."
"Just what?!" Not only Ron, but even Hermione's expression became serious at the moment because of the white wizard's words.
After Dumbledore cast a few spells on the surroundings, looking at the two children in front of him, the old wizard said with a slight sigh, "I know you are worried about Harry, and I don't want to hide it from you, but I I think it's best not to let Harry know about this until a solution is found, because we don't know whether Harry's knowledge of its existence will be a good thing for him or make the situation worse."
"It...? What is that?"
"We found that there is another wave of magic power in Harry's body." Dumbledore narrated a fact smoothly.
"How is this possible?" Hermione expressed her distrust faster than Ron for the first time.
"I know it's surprising, but it was - it was another magic, but strangely enough, it didn't repel Harry, otherwise Harry wouldn't be as healthy and stable as he is now, it was just a Very weak fluctuations, if you don't check carefully, you can hardly find its existence."
"But the headmaster... is this reasonable?" Any wizard with common sense knows that each wizard has its own source of magic power. Hermione looked at Dumbledore and suddenly understood why the headmaster said that Harry was fine. When the expression will be so heavy.
"Headmaster Dumbledore, what if this magic that doesn't belong to Harry begins to repel Harry...?"
"Son, you're very smart...but I sincerely hope that this hypothetical situation won't happen to Harry."
"Is it bad, Headmaster?"
"The worst case is that magic repulsion eventually triggers a magic riot and destroys itself."
"Principal!" Hermione couldn't stand such a hypothesis.
"Don't worry too much... Harry has been doing well, boy."
"It's always been fine?" Grasping the two key words in Principal Dumbledore's words, Hermione's look at the white wizard also changed, and the girl's beautiful brows frowned slightly, "You always knew What about Harry?"
After a brief silence.
"Yes." Dumbledore nodded apologetically to the two children in front of him, "There was an incident in the Potter family that we didn't want it to happen. Harry was only one year old at that time..."
Hermione and Ron listened to the headmaster's words, and knew that the headmaster Dumbledore couldn't blame this matter for concealing it. After all, everyone just hoped that Harry would be fine.
In the end, the girl asked the headmaster who knew the most in front of her with some doubts, "Could that rumor be true? That... the minister really attacked the Harry family?"
The only thing Hermione could think of that would cause Harry's accident was the prophecy that Harry was the savior, although this prophecy was rarely mentioned today.
"About this matter... I'm sorry, children, I can't tell you just now."
*****
Harry felt like he had a very long dream, and when he woke up and saw Ron and Hermione who had been by his side, Harry still had an unreal feeling.
"Harry, are you okay?" Ron looked at Harry who finally woke up, and hurried forward to stand beside Harry's bed.
"I'm fine." Harry smiled, his head still a little swollen and dizzy.
How did he come to the hospital wing... He remembered going to the Hufflepuff and Ravenclaw match with Ron in the morning.
Then... the Dark Lord came too.
Then when he saw Charles with that person, Harry felt a sudden sharp pain in his forehead...
Hermione looked at Harry who was in a trance on the bed, and gave Ron a helpless look.
"By the way, this morning's game...?" Harry looked at his friends standing by the bed.
"Hufflepuff won," Ron had heard from the students back inside the castle while waiting outside the hospital wing.
"En." Harry nodded, seemingly not surprised by such an ending.
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