Take things as they come at Hogwarts

Grabbing the Golden Snitch in his hand, who was struggling to wave his wings and trying to break free, Locke's heart suddenly became comfortable.

When the game was interrupted just now and the substitute was replaced, the Golden Snitch vigorously shook his eyes with a reflection.

He's starting to see dark shadows now.

After catching the Golden Snitch, Locke did not stop immediately, but ascended vertically, rose to the top, and returned to his original "vantage point".

Then, he raised the Golden Snitch in his hand!

The audience's reaction is to squint their eyes, or subconsciously block the light with their hands.

In short, all "old people subway look at mobile phone JPG".

In the end, it was Li Jordan who had the best eyes who was the first to discover that it was the Golden Snitch in Locke's hands!

"The Golden Snitch, he lifted the Golden Snitch!!This time he didn't mean to touch the car, it's true!!Locke caught the Snitch, the Quidditch Cup, it's Gryffindor!!"

That's when the cheers begin to erupt throughout the Quidditch arena!

Hermione yelled and jumped and jumped excitedly in the audience "Four-Seven-Three" like a cheerful bunny.

But she soon became less happy.

Because she saw Katie, Angelina, and Alya, the three Gryffindor female players, rushing directly to Locke on a broomstick, and then hugged him!

Locke didn't dare to move yet, because it was high in the air, and if he moved, he might fall four people at once!

It makes sense, after all, everyone is happy.

But the little witch didn't want to mention how uncomfortable it was.

She was originally a possessive and controlling woman.

How can you steal the high-quality resources that you have selected in advance?

Even though she felt uncomfortable, she couldn't say anything at this time.

She could only make up her mind, and then persuaded Locke to think about it seriously:

Do you get a lot out of playing Quidditch after you graduate, or do you get a lot out of going to the library with yourself to learn knowledge?

......

Gen Ranffindor won the Quidditch Cup, the House added a big point, the overall score was first, and finally stopped Slytherin's 7th consecutive House Cup title!

For such a result, a few families are happy and a few are sad.

The Slytherins, especially the older snakes, had very dark expressions.

Ravenclaw was at first mournful, after all, they had given so much for the House Cup, and almost the whole house was united in one mind and exhausted all means.

As a result, it was one step away!

But it didn't take long for them to think about it, and their mood slowly improved.

After all, they think the same thing as Hermione, and the most important thing is always wisdom and knowledge.

Probably only Penelope and the eaglets who sat in the village were a little depressed.

And Gryffindor, lion cubs, that was a lot of fun!

Celebrate with no one around the auditorium, then return to the common room to continue the celebration for an afternoon.

The Weasley twins even sneak out of school and heed profusely to buy a large barrel of butterbeer as a reward.

Percy is also smiling, turning a blind eye to his younger brothers' violations!

He had been quaring for Locke almost all the time, and even promised that if Harry gave up the prefect, he would give the prefect position directly to Locke.

This made Ron, who was beside Locke, feel annoyed and humiliated.

Even after the team's seniors left the court, they were still very enthusiastic about Locke.

After all, handsome, smart and able to catch the Golden Snitch, such a boy, although he is still young, is also lovable, isn't it?

But Hermione was so guarded that she didn't give them a chance to put it up.

Locke, like a pudding with all his might, let them fiddle with it until the end of the night before fleeing back to the dormitory.

It's still the same sentence: Gryffindor Seekers, dogs are not appropriate!(Read violent novels, go to Feilu Novel Network!)

The next morning, Locke and the others had not eaten breakfast, so they went to see Harry in the infirmary.

But they were stopped directly, it was an Auror sent by the Ministry of Magic.

After all, a professor died, and they wanted to find out about the situation.

So, when Harry woke up, the first thing he saw was not his friends, but Dumbledore.

"Dumbledore...... Professor?" Harry's voice was a little dry. []

"It's me, my dear, I'm glad you still recognize me. How are you feeling now?" Dumbledore smiled.

"I just had a dream that I was hit by Voldemort and fell into a very dark and cold place...... I was scared and couldn't do anything. Later, I heard my father and mother calling, and then I met a golden snitch.

I desperately tried to catch it, and in the end, I finally succeeded. But at the same time, I found that the other hand also grabbed it.

It was Locke's hand, and he smiled at me, said well done, and then took my hand and pulled me out of the abyss. Harry probably wasn't fully awake at this point, so Dumbledore asked him anything.

"Yes, as far as I know, yesterday was a Gryffindor vs. Ravenclaw Quidditch match. Locke became the Seeker instead of you, who was still unconscious, and captured the Golden Snitch. Yesterday afternoon, Gryffindor House was celebrating their victory. Dumbledore nodded, sharing the good news with Harry.

"Is Locke alright? Great! He caught the Golden Snitch...... I said a long time ago, Locke flies well, no worse than me!" Harry had a happy smile on his face, not at all sad that his place had been replaced0 .......

Dumbledore was happy at the same time, but also a little gloomy.

"Professor, what about Voldemort, how is he!" Harry asked after laughing for a moment, as if he had finally come to his senses, and his expression changed to seriousness.

He fled. Like apparitions, less real than ghosts, they pierce through walls and magical barriers, disappearing without a trace. Dumbledore sighed.

"Can't even the professor stop him?" Harry felt incredulous.

"Harry, more than ten years ago, when you were only so old, I didn't stop him that time. He is between life and death, and perhaps, even death cannot find him. "

"Were you there?" asked Harry suddenly.

"Yes, I'm not worried about my lovely students, and if the situation is really critical, I will take action. But you guys gave me a surprise!"

"Were you there, you know, who told Voldemort about the prophecy that happened to my parents?!" Harry asked again.

Dumbledore was stunned, he looked into Harry's emerald eyes, and for a moment he didn't know how to speak.

"I can't tell you, Harry. This involves a person's secrets, as well as an agreement between him and me. But Harry, you can try to find the answer yourself, just like you and Mr. Chan did this semester. However, I would like to remind you that the truth is sometimes conspicuous, and sometimes it is deeply hidden. Approach your conclusions carefully until there is enough intelligence and evidence!"

Dumbledore's expression became serious, and he no longer treated Harry like a child.

"Locke...... Yes, I still have Locke," Harry's expression slackened, and he continued, "Thank you, Professor, for telling me this. "

"It's not 5.2, do you have any questions, take this opportunity to ask me. Dumbledore simply brought a chair and sat down next to Harry's bed.

Harry, on the other hand, was unceremonious, and took the opportunity to ask Dumbledore many questions.

These issues include Snape, Quirrell, Harry's parents, prophecy, the Cloak of Invisibility, the Philosopher's Stone, and more.

Dumbledore patiently answered them all, except for some information that he thought Harry had been in contact with too early, and told Harry everything else.

When he heard that Locke had been possessed that night, and that was why he had said those words to him, Harry clearly didn't believe it.

Harry felt that he knew more about Locke's past than Dumbledore, including his dark side.

So he didn't think it was strange that Locke would say those words.

But he did not refute Dumbledore's conclusions.

He thinks it's better this way, he doesn't want his friends to be treated like monsters by other people.