Snakes at Hogwarts

Amidst the chaos, the game ended.

Slytherin became the biggest winner of this game.

Compared with the other three academies, which were depressed, these little snakes were so happy that they were about to fly.

Especially Draco, who even ran out of the Slytherin dressing room.

In the chaotic crowd, Andros recognized the dazzling golden hair at a glance. At this moment, he was smiling playfully among the Gryffindor players and professors.

Watched Porter being carried off the court.

This little dragon is really cool.

He didn't seem to be afraid that the Gryffindors who were depressed about losing the game would take it out on him.

Not to mention others, the Gryffindor batters, the two Weasley twins who looked exactly the same, looked like they were about to give Draco a hard blow with the baseball bat in their hands at any moment. hammer.

Draco didn't seem to care though.

After all, the professors at Hogwarts are here to maintain order, so no matter how impulsive the Gryffindor players are, they cannot do anything irrational.

Gryffindors just look a little reckless, they're not really stupid.

With such an irrational approach, they can only suffer losses from themselves.

Losing the game and humiliating someone will only make you more embarrassed.

"Hmph! You brat of the Malfoy family." He snorted coldly. Wood's face was gloomy and his features were almost tangled together, but he didn't say anything else in the end.

Under the leadership of Wood, the Gryffindor players followed Professor McGonagall. They left the field in despair. It seemed that they followed the professor to the school hospital in the castle.

As a loser, instead of continuing to stand here and endure the ridicule of Slytherin, it is better to leave early, find an unknown place to lick the wounds, and then launch a new round of attack.

Seeing these little lions leaving the field sadly, the little snakes in the stands were even more happy. Their loud cheers were particularly harsh in the huge Quidditch field. Some naughty little snakes also headed in the direction of the Gryffindor stands. Whistle loudly.

Even, that night, they held a huge celebration party in the Slytherin lounge under the leadership of Prefect Farley.

That food, of course, comes from the Hogwarts kitchens.

As the only academy that lives underground, it is not impossible for many little snakes to know where the kitchen is.

This cheerful mood lasted for more than a week, and when Harry came out of the school hospital, there were still many students talking about things related to this game.

Of course, some of them noticed the out-of-control broomstick under Harry.

Especially after Wood and the players returned from the school hospital with Harry's description, some bad rumors about Slytherin spread.

"The broom suddenly lost control. No matter how hard I tried, I couldn't command it again. I couldn't even make it turn around."

Harry's words made these students who already had poor sense of the Snake House naturally think that this was a Slytherin who was secretly causing trouble.

Professor McGonagall's words further supported the students' conjectures.

When Hagrid finally found the broomstick that dropped Harry in the Forbidden Forest on the edge of the castle, McGonagall and Professor Flitwick carefully inspected every inch of the broom and discovered that Remaining traces of dark magic.

"I don't know who did this, but someone tampered with Potter's broomstick."

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During a dinner, Professor McGonagall announced the findings of the professors.

"This is undoubtedly an extremely bad attack. Someone used very despicable means to harm Gryffindor's Seeker." At this point, Professor McGonagall's lips involuntarily pursed into a thin line, which meant that she Very angry now.

She glanced sternly at the students in the auditorium, especially in the direction of Slytherin.

This made the usually unscrupulous little snakes lower their heads, not daring to make any eye contact with Professor McGonagall, who had murderous eyes.

In fact, they were very wronged.

Because this matter has nothing to do with Slytherin at all.

"I asked Principal Dumbledore for instructions and told him that I would find out that naughty student no matter what, but Principal Dumbledore stopped me. He said that this was just an energetic prank between classmates, and he hoped that I Don’t pursue it any further.”

"I respect his opinion, but in my opinion this is no joke, this is murder!"

"I hope no one will do such clever things again. If I catch someone causing mischief again, I promise, I will personally expel him from the school!"

It seemed that Professor McGonagall was really angry. Even now, her face still retains the blush caused by anger.

If this contest is an upright contest, then even if his academy loses the contest, Professor McGonagall will not care.

If you lose, you lose. Your skills are inferior to others. There is nothing to say about this.

However, Professor McGonagall couldn't bear that they used such despicable methods to sneak attack an 11-year-old child, and even almost killed the student.

Andros had no doubt that if Dumbledore hadn't stopped him, Professor McGonagall would probably have been secretly monitoring the entire Slytherin until the guy who cast the curse showed his tail.

But, does she really think that any student can master such black magic?

At the Slytherin table, Andros curled his lips and lowered his head to prevent others from noticing the expression on his face.

Logically speaking, Snape could tell something was wrong with Quirrell, so Professor McGonagall should be able to as well.

Does she really know nothing?

Didn't Dumbledore trust her very much?

Didn't Lao Deng tell anyone these things?

Andros has been trying to remember the situation since he realized someone was probably targeting him in the dark, too.

It's just that those memories have long been blurred. After all, this is different from reading a novel. You can't just flip back if you forget some settings.

If only there was a pensieve.

An idea popped into Andros' head.

If that thing is really as magical as described in the original work, then I will definitely be able to recall the situation at that time.

Originally, Andros planned to nudge Draco to explore the restricted corridor on the fourth floor before the Christmas holiday to see if he could get some saliva from the three-headed dog.

It seems that this plan also needs to be postponed.

It's really sad, why can the other protagonists do whatever they want after traveling through time?

And why should I continue to be such a coward?

I really don’t know when this kind of life will last.

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