Connor's Hogwarts

"...Pepper, when the time comes, you will do this first...this way...and then this..."

"Connor?! Let's go, the game is about to start!"

"I'm coming!"

The first Quidditch match of this school year was Gryffindor versus Slytherin. Connor and Roger rushed to the Quidditch stands before the game started.

"Connor! Do you think that Harry will be our strong enemy?!" Roger said very loudly because there was a lot of people at the scene.

"Maybe." Connor replied nonchalantly. His enthusiasm for Quidditch was far less than Roger's.

"You haven't been paying attention to training lately! Our competition will be in two weeks! You guys don't pay enough attention to it!" Roger is holding a notebook in his hand, and the automatic recording quill is working hard. Roger must always record useful information. competition information.

"Ah... maybe everyone is very busy..." Connor said perfunctorily. The Ravenclaw team indeed lacked enthusiasm for the game. Moreover, Connor also knew that there was no suspense about the "future" of the Academy Cup this school year. He was no longer very Pay attention to the competition and college points.

"...This year Gryffindor has a new Seeker - Harry Runner Potter! Yes! He is our new ace! Gryffindor must win!"

"Jordan!"

Today's narrator Li is still enthusiastic, and Professor McGonagall is still serious on the surface.

The broomsticks of both sides flew into the sky, leaving fourteen colorful tails. Shouts, screams, and laughter came one after another. The wizards' enthusiasm for Quidditch was still high.

But Connor knew something was going to happen today.

Connor looked at Snape sitting in the audience next to him and Quirrell, a private mount behind him.

If nothing unexpected happens, Quirrell will secretly put a curse on Harry's broom later, and Snape will help resist the curse, and then Hermione will misunderstand him and burn the bat suit.

Although there is a high probability that nothing bad will happen in the end, this is indeed a big enough event to be featured in the school newspaper.

Connor was not interested in the feud between Harry and Snape, but he was interested in the curse Quirrell would use later.

A hidden, hard-to-find curse that Connor wanted to know about.

Pepper threw a firework in the air, and the game officially started. Everything went smoothly at first, until Marcus Flint, the troll king of Slytherin, deliberately collided with Harry.

"Hey! Foul red card! Red card!"

"There are no red cards in Quidditch, Dean!"

The little wizards of Gryffindor were very angry and passionate.

"After that obvious and despicable act of cheating—"

"Jordan!"

"I mean, after that very public and distasteful violation—"

"Jordan!!"

"Okay, okay. Flint almost killed Gryffindor's Seeker, and I'm sure that could happen to anyone, so Gryffindor's penalty Oh! My God! Flynn Te crashed into Harry again! Isn’t there no royal method?!"

"Jordan!!!"

"Wait!! Flint and Harry collided! Flint flew backwards! He almost didn't hold on to his broom! Hahaha, what did I see!! Harry kicked him! , Flint flew right in front of Harry's boots! I have to say that he was really unlucky!"

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Connor saw Harry making an inelegant gesture towards the Troll King very arrogantly, and then flew to the side. Only then did Connor realize that this Harry was a lot stronger and had whiter teeth.

This episode did not affect the continuation of the game, but made the situation more anxious.

Harry was far away from the field, suspended high in the air, his broom's trail of flames making him noticeable even from afar, and it didn't take long for someone to notice something was wrong.

"Look! Harry what happened to him?!"

"Is his broom broken?!"

At this time, Harry's broom suddenly twisted spiritually, throwing Harry off the broom! Harry was floating in the air holding his broom with one hand.

Many little wizards stood up in surprise. Was the player thrown out by his own broom? They have never seen this scene before.

At this time, Connor had already hid behind the auditorium and opened his Facebook. What was displayed on his Facebook was Professor Quirrell's face. Connor had already thrown the camera to Quirrell's side. At this time, Quirrell was looking ahead and mumbling something.

This curse is very interesting. It is a repeated spell that can control objects within a certain distance. It is a bit like a magic hand, but it is very secretive. Even Snape, who is sitting very close, cannot find out who is chanting the curse.

Connor collected this spell and planned to study it carefully later. At this time, a sneaky figure of a certain cat suddenly appeared in front of the camera. It was Hermione.

She sneaked under the auditorium and came to Snape's feet. Snape, who was concentrating on reciting the counter-curse to stop the curse, did not notice that someone came to his feet.

“Fuoco [Flame]”

Connor heard Hermione recite a spell, and then a blue flame emerged from the tip of her wand, igniting Snape's robes. After lighting the fire, Hermione turned around and ran away.

The flames grew stronger and stronger. After a while, Snape realized that his robes were on fire. He screamed and jumped up. The people around him were also startled by the flames and all stood up. The crowd knocked Quirrell , that auditorium became a mess.

Then Pepper happened to run over screaming: "Fire! Fire! Fire! Firefighter Pepper rushed to the scene as soon as possible!!"

Pepper didn't come empty-handed. It turned into the appearance of Magikarp, with its belly filled with water from the Black Lake. Then it flew to Snape's head: "rue!"

The fire went out, Snape fell silent, and Connor took the picture.

Facebook’s unreleased version function [Image Saving]: can save the captured images on a single mirror in the form of magic photos.

Looking at the magical image of [Drowned Snape] saved on Facebook in his hand, the perfect weekly newspaper material, Connor showed a satisfied smile. He put away Facebook and returned to Roger.

"Connor, where have you been? Did you see it? There was a fire next to Professor Snape just now!"

"I see, Professor Snape is really unlucky."

"Harry Potter! He caught the Golden Snitch!!! One hundred and seventy points to sixty points! What a victory for Gryffindor!"

Suddenly, Li loudly announced the result of the game. Just now, Harry swallowed the Golden Snitch in one gulp, winning the game for Gryffindor in just over half an hour.

Warm applause broke out, and Connor did not hesitate to give his praise.

"What a great game!" Roger shouted.

"An interesting game," Connor laughed.

After the crowd gradually dispersed, Connor waved his wand to retrieve his camera, then pulled a page from Facebook and handed it to Roger: "This is a news submission. I think it can make the headlines. Take it to Fred." Let them."

"This is so cool! This photo is definitely worth money, Connor, how did you take it! Hahaha!" Roger laughed heartily as he looked at this animated GIF of Snape being soaked in the rain.

"It just so happens that I'm leaving first~" Connor waved his hand and floated up, preparing to fly back to the castle.

"Eh? Where are you going?"

"Experiments on weekend afternoons, you know."

"Hey~" Looking at Connor drifting away, Roger shook his head and exclaimed with envy: "It's great~ I can do experiments with the professor."

"Should I also have a good relationship with the elective professors?" Roger regretted not taking the same course as Connor.