The Quidditch match between Gryffindor and Hufflepuff attracted the attention of almost the entire Hogwarts.
On the one hand, in the previous match between Gryffindor and Slytherin, the level of performance displayed by Harry and the unexpected events that occurred at that time were too contagious. Word of the game spread among various colleges, and the performance of the Gryffindor team attracted the interest of many young wizards.
On the other hand, thanks to the "unremitting efforts" of Dean Snape, Slytherin has won the Hogwarts House Cup for seven consecutive years. Other houses have been holding back their efforts and want to pull Slytherin down from the position of the house champion this year.
So now the game of Gryffindor, the team with the highest score among the four teams, is very important.
Because Quidditch matches are based on a points system, some people even instigated the Hufflepuff team to work with Gryffindor to score points, so that the score reached a level that the Slytherin team could not even dream of. In this way, Slytherin, who could not win the Quidditch Cup, would have less chance of winning the House Cup.
Of course, this immoral idea was rejected by the upright Hufflepuff team captain.
On the day of the Quidditch match, almost all the people in Hogwarts poured out of the castle gate and walked towards the Quidditch pitch in a mighty procession.
The interior of Hogwarts Castle became empty and deserted. No one had passed by in the corridor, which was once crowded with people, for a long time. Only the torches hanging on the wall were burning stubbornly.
No one noticed that a figure wearing a purple headscarf sneaked out of the office, passed through the empty corridor, came to the third floor of Hogwarts Castle, and then sneaked into an abandoned girls' bathroom.
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The Quidditch field was bustling with people, and countless yellow and red flags were waving, cheering for their respective teams.
Outside the Gryffindor team's locker room, Ron and Hermione were wishing Harry good luck.
Harry sighed to himself, knowing that his two friends were actually secretly worried about him, worried that they would never see him come back alive.
While daydreaming, Harry changed into a gold and red Quidditch robe, picked up the Nimbus 2000 given to him by Professor McGonagall, stood in the team, and listened to Wood's pre-war mobilization.
But he was too distracted to hear anything.
Seeing Harry's distracted state, Wood pulled him aside.
"I don't mean to put pressure on you, Potter, but we need to catch the Snitch as soon as possible today more than ever. We need to make a quick decision and not give Snape time to favor Hufflepuff overly." Wood patted his shoulder heavily. "Don't worry about safety issues. Fred and George have invited Professor Dracula, and he will definitely rescue you like last time!"
Harry grinned stiffly, feeling like he was about to fall off his broom...
"The whole school is out!" Fred peeked out the door and exclaimed, "Even... Oh my God! Dumbledore is here to watch the game!"
Harry's heart leapt.
"Dumbledore?" he said, rushing to the door to confirm it with his own eyes.
Fred was right. No one else had that long white beard except Dumbledore.
Harry saw that Dumbledore was sitting in the sunshine on the west side of the Quidditch pitch, waving happily to the students below the pitch; while Professor Dracula was sitting in the shadow of the backlight on the east side, with a lollipop in his mouth and a look of impatience on his face.
Harry felt relieved all of a sudden, a relaxed smile on his face.
He knew he was out of danger.
Although he was reluctant to admit it, Snape's role as a referee had indeed given him a lot of psychological security. If Snape alone was not enough insurance, the arrival of Dumbledore and Professor Dracula was more like a shot of adrenaline in his heart, which put him at ease.
'If such a luxurious lineup can still make him fall off his broom, then Hogwarts is not worthy of being the safest place in the world!'
Harry thought so as he confidently stepped onto the Quidditch field and waved happily to the spectators around him.
The game has begun.
However, what Harry didn't expect was that the situation on the field was already unfavorable to Gryffindor just after the game started -
Snape first blew the whistle, then stopped acting and began to award penalties to the Hufflepuff team on a large scale, frequently and without reason.
Fred and George raised their hands to protest to Snape on the spot, and then he awarded Hufflepuff another penalty kick on the grounds of talking back to the referee.
With Snape's diligent efforts, the scores between the two teams quickly widened.
"Harry, you have to hold on tighter!" Wood shouted to Harry nervously.
Listening to the captain's urging, Harry was helpless, and the little good impression he had just developed towards Snape disappeared without a trace.
Just when he was feeling anxious, his glasses suddenly reflected a little golden light.
Harry's eyes suddenly lit up, and he made a quick, beautiful dive, heading straight for Snape.
The audience exclaimed and cheered, with the commentator Lee Jordan shouting for Harry to run into it and teach the old bat a lesson!
Snape gave a disdainful smile, turned around on his broomstick and looked at Harry, ready to send him off the field for colliding with the referee.
'This will not only make Gryffindor lose the game, but also protect the safety of Lily's son, killing two birds with one stone! ' Snape thought to himself with pride.
Then he saw a golden object whizzing past his ear, just a few inches away from him.
Then Harry stopped diving and raised his arms in triumph. There was a Golden Snitch, tightly grasped in his hand!
Snape looked at this scene in astonishment and even forgot his duty as a referee to blow the whistle.
"Sh ...
Three whistles were blown to mark the end, and Madam Hooch flew up on her broom, glaring at Snape fiercely.
It was obvious that she deeply regretted giving up the referee position to Snape.
Harry jumped off his broomstick a foot above the ground in disbelief. He couldn't believe he had done it—and the race had lasted less than five minutes!
As for the young wizards watching the game, the game was over before most of them realized what was happening.
Except for Gryffindor who gradually began to cheer, students from other houses left the Quidditch field with constipated looks on their faces and walked towards Hogwarts Castle.
What about the accident that happened to Harry? What about Snape's tricks as the referee? How come the waiting time in the audience was longer than the game time?!
They were now filled with anger and just wanted to raise their arms:
"rnm, return the money!"
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On the other side, in the girls' bathroom on the third floor of Hogwarts, before Quirrell had time to explore the surrounding environment, footsteps were heard one after another.
He was a little surprised and poked his head out of the bathroom.
Then, a scream rang out:
"Pervert—"
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