[HP] Aunt of the Savior

Hearing the knock on the door, Snape's face darkened immediately.Jody tried not to let out a laugh, lightly tapped Snape on the shoulder and asked him to open the door, then put on the Invisibility Cloak and hid in the bedroom.

Snape opened the office door impatiently. His terrifying expression caused the students outside the door to shudder uncontrollably. "Good evening, Professor Snape."

"Mr. Flint." Snape glared at Slytherin's Quidditch captain, Flint, condescendingly.Flint's figure was already quite tall and strong, but he looked a little short in front of Snape. "Then what's the point of interrupting your professor's poor recess at this hour?"

Even though Snape was the Head of Slytherin, that didn't mean that his fearfulness didn't have a deterrent effect on the Slytherin students.In front of him, Flint felt all the muscles in his body tense up, but thinking of Quidditch, Flint still mustered up his courage. "Professor, is it true that Gryffindor put Harry Potter on the Quidditch team?"

Although neither Professor McGonagall nor Wood made much publicity about it, the Nimbus 2000 that Sirius Black sent to his godson this morning still leaked the news - such a large package and such an obvious shape, even if Harry Not opening it right away at the table was enough for most of Hogwarts to guess what it contained.Jody also asked Snape about it because he saw the broom that shouldn't be next to Harry now.

"Harry Potter did get special approval from Dumbledore to become Gryffindor's new Seeker." Snape said sternly, "but I don't think it's worth your time. Come find me."

"But this is so unfair," Flint said indignantly. "Since Gryffindor can select outstanding first-year students to join the Quidditch team, then we should also be eligible to do so."

"Huh?" Snape raised his eyebrows slowly. "So, can I understand that now you have a suitable candidate in your mind?"

"Yes, Professor." Flint said excitedly, "I think Draco Malfoy is qualified to join us. His flying skills are very good, much better than Carlo in the seventh grade. Leitlin's Seeker."

"So, you came to me at this time just to persuade me to compete with Dumbledore for a spot and find us a Seeker who is not in urgent need?" Snape's tone seemed very displeased.

"Uh, but Professor, Carlo is much better at flying than Malfoy, and I think..." Flint was obviously a bit unexpected for Snape's reaction, he hinted anxiously and urgently to Snape: "If we can get a new Seeker and equip the whole team with a Nimbus 2000, we will definitely win the Quidditch Cup again."

"Oh, Mr. Flint, you know, even if Mr. Malfoy is really good at flying, and I did make an application, Dumbledore would not agree to it." The expression on the corner of Snape's mouth was very "Our new celebrity, the great Mr. Harry Potter, of course has some privileges that ordinary students can't have - even if some students' parents have a less... ordinary amount of Galleons. I Think you understand what I mean?"

"...Yes, Professor."

Snape let out a snort as he dismissed the dejected Flint away.

He wished Draco, Lucius' spoiled kid, would put his cleverness to good use.The kid was indeed a Malfoy, and Snape knew very well that Draco Malfoy must have instigated Flint to come to him.He couldn't help but think of the arrogant Lucius Malfoy he met in first grade, and secretly wondered if Draco would become the second Lucius when he was in fifth grade.

Not long after entering the bedroom, though, Snape forgot all thoughts of the Malfoys.

Early the next morning, Jody left the cellar ahead of Snape in the Invisibility Cloak.She met Dumbledore and Professor Celtic Burn for breakfast in the teacher's passage of the Great Hall.

Jody tidied up her short, dark gray hair. "Good morning, Albus, good morning, Sylvanos."

Professor Keltburn nodded to Jody, "Good morning."

"Good morning, Caredy, would you like to come to my office after breakfast? I just found the book you want the most." Dumbledore walked into the auditorium with a relaxed tone of talking about today's weather , Sit down in the middle of the teacher's bench. "I also bought some Muggle desserts recently, I thought you wouldn't mind having some with me?"

A look of anxiety flashed in Jody's eyes, but she kept a smile on her face. "Oh, thank you so much, Albus."

Because of Dumbledore's words, she was a little absent-minded throughout the breakfast time.She couldn't help but look at Harry at the Gryffindor table.He was chatting mysteriously with Ron about something, and Hermione Granger on the opposite side seemed to be glaring at the two boys angrily.

Jody knew in her heart that Dumbledore must be looking for her today because of Harry, and the fact was just as Jody expected.

"I suppose you already know about Harry's approval to join the Gryffindor Quidditch team," said Dumbledore.

"Yes." Jody nodded slightly. "I actually saw it on Thursday afternoon... well... he was flying really well."

Dumbledore lowered his head slightly, studying Jody over his half-moon glasses. "Oh, Jody, I'm a little surprised. I thought you'd protest to me that I broke the rules and put Harry on the Quidditch team."

"I did think about it..." Jody shrugged and smiled. "However, Severus was always able to remind me in time that I shouldn't spoil Harry too much, it won't do him any good."

"I'm very glad to see that you can support each other like this." Dumbledore nodded with some relief. "I've always believed that love can do something to us, maybe sometimes it's blinding, but most of the time, love can help us set our goals and not lose our way."

Dumbledore changed the subject before Jody blushed, "Minerva told me that she noticed traces of curses on the lawn that day. Since you saw Harry's performance, you must be among them." masterpiece?"

"Oh, yes." Jody nodded, not understanding why Dumbledore wanted to ask this. "I used the Cushion Charm."

"But Minerva found more than one trace of the curse at that time." Dumbledore pushed his glasses. "Harry and Mr. Malfoy had a little confrontation that day because something happened to Mr. Longbottom riding his broom. As a result of Minerva's discovery, yesterday Mrs. Hooch checked all the brooms in the broom shed and found that Longbottom The broom that Mr. Button was riding at that time seemed to have been cursed, making the broom far beyond its supposed sensitivity and speed. Even an adult wizard would find it difficult to safely control such a broom. Minerva asked Longbottom About the broom, sir, learned that the broom he was riding on turned out to be Harry's, and the two of them swapped brooms, because Harry's broom seemed to be more... docile."

Jody gasped silently.Apparently the spell on the broom was more nerve-wracking than Harry's thrilling sprint.

"The spell on the broom is a spell that is also forbidden in Quidditch matches. Obviously, it is impossible for first-year students to master it." Dumbledore's tone was obviously worried. "However, this spell is not difficult. Students of slightly higher grades can do it. They often use this spell to make their broken brooms fly better. So we can't confirm whether this is a coincidence or someone deliberately targeted Ha Lee's broom cast a spell."

"Since this happened, I'm afraid now is not a good time for Harry to become a Quidditch player?" Although Jody knew Dumbledore's decision, he couldn't help but say.

"Minerva and I discussed it, and we think it will be difficult to tell the child about it now." Dumbledore sighed. "Harry was so happy to be on the Quidditch team, it would be disappointing to stop him now. And I don't think it's going to do a kid any good to grow up worrying all day that someone might target him. .”

"Yeah," Jody said gruffly, "so it's up to us to be careful around Harry and protect him from disappointing him for not being able to make the Quidditch team? Albus, I'd rather he You can learn to choose a wiser and more beneficial approach on the premise of knowing your own situation."

"Jordy," Dumbledore said slowly. "I'm afraid your idea is unattainable, Harry is a Gryffindor. You know the kid better than I do, and even if we told him now what dangers he might run into in a Quidditch match, put The choice is left to Harry himself, do you think he will give up Quidditch?"

Jody was silent, she knew Dumbledore was right.Harry might indeed be obedient for his own or Severus's attitude, but in some things, like any boy, he always liked to have his own way.

"Children are always like this." Dumbledore stood up, walked to the office window, and looked down.From here, you can see the students coming and going like little black dots outside the castle. On weekends, more students are willing to go outdoors to get some fresh air. "They may know that their elders will choose a correct and safe path for them, but they still prefer to choose the path they want to take."

Dumbledore turned his back to Jody and said softly: "As far as I know, Harry has already been to the restricted area on the fourth floor, after the curfew. He ran there while avoiding Filch. Just like we did before As might be expected, he has shown a strong interest in the contents of Vault 713 from the outset."

"..." Jody also stood up, the corners of her mouth curled up bitterly. "You are always right."

"No, I'm not always right." Dumbledore shook his head, he turned around and said, "Jody, you should pay more attention to Quirrell."

Jody looked at Dumbledore puzzled, "I don't understand, since you doubt Quirrell so much, why don't you find a way to simply let him leave Hogwarts, but keep him under your nose? Too dangerous."

"Because I have to figure out what exactly Quirrell wants to do when he sneaks into Hogwarts, and whether the target is the Philosopher's Stone. Who is the person behind him? Man, what's his plan now. Keeping Quirrell can help us learn a lot of things. I don't want to boast, but I'm afraid Quirrell has not yet been able to defeat me. Of course, this is not the most sensible and safe Choose—" Dumbledore winked at Jody mischievously. "After all, I'm a Gryffindor too."