Hogwarts: I'm taking my dad to find my mom.

Agas paused, looked at Ginny who was smiling in front of him, and was silent for a moment.

Isn’t it said that Voldemort was very smart and outstanding during the notebook period?

Is he not in a good mental state?

Doesn't he know that Ginny grew up under his watch?

When has Ginny ever smiled at me like this? Every time she greeted me very directly, okay?

Kim Voldemort Nee's eyes flashed with doubt, and she stretched out her hand and waved it in front of Agas' eyes, "Agas, have you seen Harry?"

"I'm sorry Ginny, I didn't see it. Maybe you should ask Ron." Agast shook his head. He reached out and deliberately ruffled Ginny's hair.

Ginny really liked the hairpin she had given her, but now there was nothing in her hair.

"Okay, I'll go look for him again." Ginny pretended to be shy, lowered her head and avoided Agas' hand.

Then, Ginny stood there, watching Agas's departing back, her eyes unclear.

It's a face that makes me sick just by looking at it.

A deep disgust flashed in Voldemort's eyes as he controlled Ginny's body, but he then thought of the good relationship between this young man and the girl in this body. The madness rising in his heart made "her" face look extremely terrifying.

"Ginny!" Ron patted Ginny's shoulder and looked at her curiously.

At this moment, Ginny, who had lost Voldemort's control and regained control of her own body, became dazed and staggered.

"Are you okay?" Hermione hurriedly held Ginny's right hand and asked with a worried look on her face.

But Ginny shook her hand away, and after seeing Hermione who looked hurt, she said, "I, I'm fine, I have something urgent to do!"

After saying that, Ginny ran away in a hurry without even saying hello to the three of them.

"What's wrong with her?" Harry looked at Ron.

But Ron shrugged his shoulders as usual, "Maybe he was shy when he saw you."

Harry's ears turned red and he said nothing. Several people entered the hall one after another.

As they walked into the hall, there was a "click" and a bright light flashed. Harry raised his hand to block his eyes. After the light disappeared, he looked at Colin Creevey who was holding a camera and taking a picture of him.

This year's Gryffindor freshman.

"Hey, Colin." Harry helplessly held down Colin's hand as he wanted to take another photo.

This Colin always appears in unexpected places and takes photos.

"He is a very good seeker." Rheino sat next to Agas and noticed the look Agas was giving Harry.

"You seem to admire him?"

Rheino nodded, making no secret of his admiration for Harry.

"At least, better than that guy in our academy."

He looked at Malfoy who was sitting at the other end of the long table. "If this guy could get rid of his arrogance when playing, he would also be an excellent seeker."

Agas nodded. It was useless to ask these questions since he had no interest in Quidditch.

"Next Friday's Quidditch match is between us and Gryffindor. Agas, you can't make excuses to run away this time." Rheino said this with helplessness in his tone.

He has been a member of the Slytherin Quidditch team for three years, but Agas has never watched any of his own games. Every time he invites this person, he makes excuses.

Agas chuckled. He felt bored before, but he didn’t feel bored during this game.

"Don't worry, I will definitely go to watch this time, but I don't know if you can win."

Lainno straightened his chest and said, "Victory belongs to Slytherin."

*

The time came to the Friday of the next week. Agas was sitting in the audience, watching the Slytherins wearing green Quidditch uniforms and holding a Nimbus 2001 each, flying from the waiting room into the sky above the field.

On the other hand, the Gryffindors who flew out from the waiting room were riding on brooms that had fallen far behind and had few hairs on the tail, except for Harry, of course.

Harry rode on the Firebolt given to him by Sirius and rushed straight to the front of the team, staying steadily in the air.

"Harry Potter! Look at your broom and then look at ours. I know the outcome without fighting!" Malfoy looked arrogantly at the brooms that the Gryffindors were sitting on, and flew to Harry and taunted him.

Harry just looked at Malfoy, "I will find the Snitch before you do, and you will lose completely."

George and Fred flew to Rheino's side, one on the left and one on the right.

"Hey, Leino, you better be careful this time. We won't be shot down by you as easily as last time."

Rheino glanced at their brooms and couldn't hide the smile in his eyes.

After all the players from both teams entered the field, Madam Hooch flew to the middle of the two teams with the Quaffle in her hand. She blew the whistle hanging on her chest to indicate the start of the game, and then she immediately let go of the Quaffle in her hand.

The uncontrolled Quaffle immediately swam rapidly among the crowd, and the chasers of the two teams drove the brooms under them to chase the Quaffle.

However, the brooms on both sides were not of the same level. No matter how hard the Gryffindor players tried, they could not catch the Quaffle. They could only watch as the Slytherin Chasers threw one ball after another into the Gryffindor goal.

"Damn it, this won't work!" Wood blocked ball after ball, but the intensive pitching made him gasp for breath.

He looked at George and Fred.

George and Fred stood on the left and right, staring at one of the Slytherin chasers. After a few seconds, George hit a Quaffle that flew near him and knocked the chaser down.

Afterwards, the two used this method to shoot down another chaser.

Of course, Slytherin's Beaters were not to be outdone. While protecting their own Chasers from scoring goals, they also shot down several Gryffindor Chasers.

Harry stood in the air and watched anxiously as the score of the game widened. At this time, the difference between Slytherin and Gryffindor was almost one hundred points. If it exceeded one hundred points, even if he found the Golden Snitch, he would not be able to win the game.

At this moment, Harry suddenly saw a flash of golden light behind Malfoy's broom. He leaned forward and accelerated to the position behind Malfoy. Malfoy, who had been paying attention to Harry, turned around and saw the golden snitch.

The two chased each other for a while, and suddenly, a Quaffle escaped from Rheino's stick and flew after Harry.

The Quaffle was flying very fast and hit the tail of Harry's broom hard, causing him to fall down. With a "bang", Harry Potter fell from a high altitude to the ground.

"Harry!!"