This Hogwarts is not normal

When Snape looked back just now, his expression was obviously full of worry.

When Harry was firmly supported by Vincent, he cursed secretly inwardly with a sullen face.

When the Bludger returned, he even began to gloat.

Live it!

But after Fred and George flew back a few hits, his big face sank again.

The Bludger will actively attack players on both sides, but it is weird to choose the same target every time.

What's more, according to the normal speed, it is very difficult to catch up with Vincent who is riding a rogue rabbit.

Although he was still carrying Harry, it was not something a cat or a dog could do.

Snape squinted, looking back and forth across the audience.

The one who made the same move as him was Hermione who was holding her little hand tightly.

She immediately thought of the person who opened the secret room.

It is really courageous to dare to do this in broad daylight.

"Are they going to be okay?" Neville's face was full of worry.

"Certainly not." She met Snape's eyes briefly.

The game continues.

No matter how unexpected Marcus and the others were, they still failed to score a goal from Wood.

Draco wasn't looking for the Snitch, but kept his eyes on the blush.

Vincent, who had circled several times from the sky to the ground, was very confused.

According to the logic of normal people, it is impossible to have the courage to deliberately let the Bludger chase him.

He glanced at Harry.

Voldemort looked down on any species other than wizards, and it was impossible to attach himself to house-elves.

There are only two possibilities.

"Harry, I have an idea."

"what?"

"Gwendor is still floating in the sky, and I will know who did it after I send you back."

Harry nodded heavily, "I see."

Vincent braked suddenly, flipped half a circle and then flew backwards.

The Bludger bounced off again as if hitting a wall of air.

Both the professor and the students were not in the mood to watch the game, they were all concerned about the two in the sky.

"I count to three." Vincent put Harry down, took his hand and swung it back.

"three

two

one! "

After throwing Harry towards Gwendo, he flipped half a circle and flew down again.

The Bludger passed between the two of them, paused briefly and then shot back.

As soon as Harry grabbed the broomstick, he hurriedly accelerated to dodge.

The answer is already very obvious.

Not only dare to appear in Hogwarts, but also dare to manipulate the Bludger unscrupulously.

McGonagall nodded slightly to Dumbledore in the other stand.

She had no intention of pausing the game, but just stared at Harry worriedly.

The Bludger seemed to realize something, and rushed past with an even crazier trajectory.

"Head down, Harry!" Fred's bat slid over his head, slamming it out of the field.

Unsurprisingly, it came back.

"Go find the Snitch!" George flew past Harry, "Leave the damn thing to us!"

"it is good!"

Vincent tightened the armor on his arms and flew in the direction of the twins.

After the three of them turned back to chase the Bludger, the game seemed to have returned to normal.

"Damn it!" Marcus' pitch was blocked again.

"It's just a little trouble." Wood threw the Quaffle in his hand vigorously.

When Montague was about to get it, Katie hugged it first.

She threw the ball to Angelina, and Purcell, who was chasing him, made a sharp turn.

Girls are light in weight, and the broom is lightweight and small.

Angelina left him far behind and made a feint towards Bleich, who was guarding the left goal.

She threw the Quaffle into the goal in front of her as the opponent flew to the right.

60:0

It is certain to focus on Vincent, so Wood has come up with several related tactics in particular.

With the help of the excellent performance of the broom, use various fake moves to deceive the opponent.

With a grim face, Marcus yelled at Draco: "Find the Snitch! Be quick!"

Draco froze for a moment, then looked over at Harry.

He didn't have to look for it, someone would naturally look for it for him.

Vincent can't figure it out, he's just a mere bastard, how can he beat him.

Harry didn't notice anyone approaching quietly, but just watched intently.

Three teammates playing, three teammates blocking Bludgers.

His nerves were high and his hunger for victory was greater than ever.

"Got you!"

The moment he caught up, Draco also followed.

Li Yinyang mocked strangely: "Malfoy is not a Seeker at all, he is here to find Harry."

"Mr. Jordan—"

"Good professor."

Snape in the auditorium sat back in peace.

Little bastards do bad things, just a bludger.

He looked at Dumbledore's position, and found that the other party had no expression.

Another exercise, another growth.

Hermione on the other side also sat down with peace of mind.

It's just that her gaze was always focused on the three chasing the ball.

Harry and Draco's chase was quite intense.

They flew from the auditorium to the grass under the heavy rain, entangled and collided several times.

Draco tugged on Harry's armor like he didn't care about the Snitch at all.

With a "click", the protective gear couldn't bear his weight, and he fell hard on the grass, covered in mud.

"It deserves it!" After Li's taunt, Harry stopped steadily.

He raised his newly dislocated arm, and opened his palm to reveal the Snitch inside.

"competition is over!"

210:0

Wood and Angelina immediately flew to the out-of-control Bludger.

Fred and George's bats were slightly deformed, and Vincent's arm guard was full of cracks.

The three were not injured, but were all gasping for breath.

"Stop it!" Wood opened his big hand and pressed the Bludger to stop in his arms.

Even if the ball didn't move around anymore, his hands were tightly squeezed.

"Let's go to Professor Dumbledore together."

Instead of enjoying the joy of victory, Harry followed behind them.

After Dumbledore took a serious look, he blinked at Vincent very cryptically.

Unlike Ford Anglia, who is currently wandering around in the Forbidden Forest, there is nothing special about this Bludger.

Maybe it's the weight, but it does have traces of house-elf magic on it.

"I don't know who did it, I can only confirm that someone tampered with it."

Vincent knew it was a hint.

Telling the truth would only change the students' minds about house-elves.

In some cases, an individual can represent a collective, or even an entire race.

Just like the Black Swan Club, you cannot deny the entire Slytherin house because of the actions of a few students.

He understood this truth, but the students who surrounded him did not understand.

If Dumbledore wants to learn this lesson well, he is doomed to be unable to point out who controls the Bludger.

First there was the house-elf who prevented Harry from going to school, and then there was Voldemort who opened the Chamber of Secrets.

Vincent suddenly opened his eyes wide.

Dumbledore's hints don't stop there.

There was a connection between the house-elf and the man who was possessed by Voldemort.

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