HP Hogwarts, a piece of daily life

"Transformers" is like a secret forbidden book, secretly spread in the Slytherin dormitory.

These pure-blood or mixed-blood little wizards gestured to each other and looked at each other as rigorously as if they were doing underground work.But from the weird second-second lines they shouted from time to time, Lin An still got a clue.

But in her opinion, this is a good thing.

What nobility is not nobility, what blood is not blood?Please, princes and generals are kind, her motherland has always upheld this belief.

And in such a warm and mysterious atmosphere, another Quidditch match came.

It was still very cold today, the water in the black lake was constantly rippling due to the strong wind, the trees in the Forbidden Forest were buzzing, and the sky was drowsy...

Lin An wrapped himself tightly, and superimposed several warming spells, only then did he feel able to move forward in the cold wind.

This time the Quidditch match is Gryffindor vs. Hufflepuff.

To be fair, it has nothing to do with Slytherin.

But as long as the opponent is Gryffindor, they are happy to see - the tragedy of the opponent.

Harry was also very nervous.

During their short break, Hermione and Ron gathered all manner of prayers, magical and practical...

Obviously, the last time the broom was out of control, it cast a big shadow on them.

Finally, Harry took the Nimbus 2000 into the game.

Draco probably has a new goal, and his obsession with Quidditch has disappeared a lot, but the fact that Potter joined the team a year earlier than him still makes him brood.

At this moment, the cold wind was blowing on his pale cheeks, and his voice became small and unwilling in the wind:

"Wait next year, I will definitely defeat him!"

"What?" The wind was so strong that Lin An couldn't hear clearly, so he subconsciously moved over.

But at this moment, Draco suddenly stood up!

Like him, almost everyone on the field is about to stand up.

Lin An looked at the sky blankly, but saw that Harry was maintaining a dive posture, and landed vigorously in the cold wind.

Then he raised his right hand high.

Between the fingers, two little golden wings were flapping, looking extremely unwilling.

She looked at the time in surprise - the game was only 5 minutes, not even 5 minutes!

This catches the Golden Snitch? !

Lin An was shocked.

Looking at the Hufflepuff students on the opposite side, I saw that they were also very dazed, and they still haven't reacted yet.

"Damn it!" Draco said angrily, "It's just good luck."

But as soon as he finished speaking, he saw Dumbledore appearing in the stands at some point, talking to Harry in a low voice.

He pursed his lips tightly, feeling more and more unwilling now.

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"What do you think Professor Dumbledore told me that day?"

Harry was frantically flipping through the notes given by Lin An - the recent Quidditch practice was too much, so that he missed a lot of homework, and now he was racking his brains to write.

He said casually, "That Quidditch? God, it's been a month, why are you so curious?"

"Professor Dumbledore said he was relieved that I wasn't indulging in visions of the Mirror of Erised—that's right!"

He suddenly stopped the pen, and then stretched his neck forward lightly in a gesture of telling secrets, with his head lowered and his voice extremely low.

Ron and Hermione also subconsciously stopped writing, and then moved closer.

Lin An: ...

Well, she leaned over too, looking forward to telling some great secrets.

——For example, the progress of the Philosopher's Stone, or whether he has had a dream recently, and whether he has been traveling at night again?

Harry said in a low voice: "I saw Professor Snape and Quirrell sneaking into the Forbidden Forest that day. You know, I just finished the game, and I flew up there with a broomstick."

Ron and Hermione relaxed their gestures, obviously listening.

"...Snape was threatening Professor Quirrell! He was forcing him! Asking Professor Quirrell to help him get the stone! He asked him if he knew how to get past Fluffy - the big dog."

"And Professor Quirrell's secret little trick..."

Ron and Hermione also nodded heavily: "We guess, there must be some amazing magic protection under the Philosopher's Stone."

"Professor Snape must be trying to get Quirrell to help him get rid of him. I knew he was definitely not a good person."

Ron gritted his teeth.

"But you shouldn't worry too much, I heard that the stone will not be there next Tuesday..."

The three chatted indignantly, and breathed a sigh of relief because it was not far from next Tuesday.

Only Lin An rested his chin in one hand, wanted to say something, but knew what not to say, so he could only listen quietly.

It wasn't until this moment that Harry suddenly realized, and turned to look at Lin An:

"Linan, did I tell you about the Philosopher's Stone?"

Lin An blinked, but in fact she also forgot—memory and what Harry said would be confused with each other.She could only answer: "Guess?"

A look of embarrassment suddenly appeared on Harry's cheeks, he thought it was because he hadn't shared this secret with his best friend.

At this moment, he stammered: "I didn't mean to hide it from you, it's just that you are in Slytherin..."

"I know." Lin An said with extra consideration: "I'm a Slytherin..."

"No," Harry quickly explained, "I mean, you might be sad to know. After all, you seem to like Snape very much..."

Children's likes and dislikes are so obvious.

Harry never suffixed his name with Professor because he hated Snape.

But Lin An also blinked: "Which teacher do I like, does it have something to do with me being friends with you? Could it be that I will go and sue you with him?"

"of course not!"

Harry laughed.

He pushed his glasses, and now he lowered his voice even more excitedly:

"Do you want to know something more exciting?"

"What is it?"

Lin An looked out the window carelessly.

Today is the rare good weather for Hogwarts in the past few months. The sky is as blue as an exceptionally clear sky blue sapphire.

The short spring seems to be replaced by summer before it comes.

She vaguely remembered that it had been a while since the winter break.

But at this moment, Harry suppressed his surprise and said, "I saw Hagrid looking for some books in the library..."

Ron also remembered: "I saw it too, yesterday! He was looking for information about fire dragons—"

""Dragon Species in Britain and Ireland", "From Dragon Eggs to Hell", "Guide to Raising Dragons"..."

Harry nodded too, and quickly said the title of the book.

"So I guess..." His eyes twinkle—

"Could it be that Hagrid wants to raise... a dragon?"

It was Hagrid after all!

What he wants to raise seems to be quite normal.