Hogwarts: Please Graduate Soon

With excitement, Newt traced back to the source and used several trace displays to clearly show traces of Nagini's swimming here.

But unfortunately, the clues were cut off after reaching a snowfield.

The heavy snow has buried all the breath, and the temperature here is much lower than other places. Even Xiu Xiu and the swallow-tailed dog can no longer help.

Although he was a little disappointed, it was an unexpected surprise to know that Nagini was still alive and in this big forest.

Newt decided to stay in the forest for the time being, and the supplies in his box were self-sufficient.

When spring comes, the ice and snow melt and everything revives.

Nagini should also be out of hibernation.

It shouldn't be a problem to find it by then.

Newt got into the box and wrote another letter to the owl, telling Wayne what he had discovered.

Watching the owl gradually fly away, Newt fell into deep thought.

Although I didn't ask, it doesn't mean I'm not curious.

Since that conversation, he has been thinking about why Wayne knew about Nagini and why he knew her whereabouts.

There is also a blood-cursed orc who has completely turned into a beast. What can he do if he gets there?

Could it be

He had a bold guess in his mind, but Newt still didn't dare to draw any conclusions.

Hogwarts.

Quirrell suppressed the smile on his lips and returned to the office.

After taking off his turban and still standing in front of the mirror, Jon Lo happily woke up Voldemort to report on his work.

"Master, I got a lot of useful information from Flitwick and Sprout today."

"The trap set by Sprout is most likely a devil's net."

"As for Flitwick, it's probably related to Quidditch and flying spells. It's not too difficult."

"Well done..." Voldemort's voice was weak and weak.

During this period of time, without the replenishment of treasures, his power continued to become weaker, and he usually had to give lessons to the damn little wizard.

Especially first-year courses.

For fear of being reported by Wayne again, Voldemort would try his best to personally participate in Hufflepuff and Ravenclaw's lessons.

And on the other side is his old enemy Harry Potter.

Voldemort09's brain is no longer normal.

He actually felt angry when he saw Harry being careless and unable to use any magic every day.

You are my old enemy!

If you are so rubbish, aren't you just telling others that I am even more rubbish after being defeated by you once?

With this mentality, Quirrell, controlled by Voldemort, also taught Harry a lot of knowledge.

To Voldemort's 'pleasure', Harry's talent in Defense Against the Dark Arts was very good. Although it was not as good as that little bastard Lawrence, it was still much better than the others.

"Are there any clues about the levels assigned by other professors?" Voldemort asked again.

Quirrell's smile froze slightly, and he said with a guilty conscience: "Snape is very wary of me and cannot tell me any secrets..."

"As for McGonagall...Master, McGonagall's eyes are so scary. I'm afraid she will see something."

"Waste!" Voldemort spat angrily: "You're not even afraid of Dumbledore, but you're actually afraid of McGonagall?"

Quirrell looked sad.

There are many students who have graduated from Hogwarts who are not afraid of Dumbledore.

Not afraid of Professor McGonagall...that's too little.

Back then, he only successfully graduated under McGonagall's strict requirements, so much so that he still has a lot of psychological shadows now.

Subconsciously you will feel guilty.

"I don't care what you do, you must get all the clues.

"I don't have that much energy to help you before you deal with Dumbledore." Voldemort said coldly, and Quirrell agreed repeatedly.

But he didn't have too many worries in his heart.

Judging from the two known levels, the levels set by these professors are of average difficulty, and can even be said to be easy.

Usually he just pretends to be a waste, but he is not really a waste.

As long as you get the three-headed dog at the beginning, the rest will be easy.

After three days of continuous rain, time has entered March.

Suddenly spring is here.

There are more and more little wizards operating outside the castle. Many of them have been holding back all winter and finally have a chance to release their energy.

Thick sweaters and coats can also be put away in boxes and saved for use this winter.

What makes everyone even more excited is that the Quidditch game is finally about to start again!

The first game was Gryffindor versus Hufflepuff. Both teams won the first round of the competition.

So this game is extremely critical.

Whoever wins will have more advantages in the finals after the end of June.

For Gryffindor, as long as they beat Hufflepuff, unless they are missing a few people, they will definitely win when they face Ravenclaw in the finals.

And Hufflepuff is definitely not willing to be used as a stepping stone and will definitely fight back.

So as soon as March entered, the atmosphere between the two colleges became visibly tense.

This made the Gryffindor lion cubs feel a little uncomfortable.

Where's that good-natured Hufflepuff?

Why are they so tough?

It's not like this has never happened before. The two colleges have to compete every year.

But only this year has Hufflepuff been so aggressive. Several times the little lions glared at the little badger, but they were pushed back without losing the slightest bit.

Gryffindor didn't know that this was all the butterfly effect brought about by Wayne.

We almost drove away a professor and defeated a Slytherin. Why should we be afraid of you Gryffindors?

Just because you always wear eye-catching bags?

Gradually, the originally docile and honest little badger has begun to transform into the flat-headed brother.

Because they discovered their strengths.

Lots of people!

As long as we go together if something goes wrong, Hufflepuff doesn't have to be afraid of any academy.

The tension continued until the tournament came to an abrupt end on Wednesday.

Shocking news spread quickly.

Snape will be the referee for the next match!

Harry, who was training when he heard the news, almost fell off the Nimbus 2000.

"This is not funny at all, Fred." Harry complained with his butt: "April Fool's Day is still a month away, why are you crazy now."

"Look into my eyes, Harry, I'm not playing a prank." Fred said seriously.

Harry looked up and saw that Fred's face was serious and it didn't look like he was joking at all.

"It's true. I just met Malfoy. He and his two followers were showing off everywhere. I guess they will come to you soon."

Sure enough, not long after, Malfoy rushed into the stadium with Crabbe and Goyle, and laughed heartily when he saw Harry and the others.

"Breaking! You're so lucky. Professor Snape will be the referee for the next game. Guess how many points Gryffindor will lose?"

"Do not impulse!"

Looking at the twins' clenched fists, Wood quickly stopped him.

"Do you want to be banned from the game by Snape? This will only make him more proud. Let's go back to the lounge.

Wood ignored the training and led a group of people back to the common room.

Harry lowered his head and said nothing along the way. When he entered the lounge, everyone noticed that his face was pale and his body was shaking slightly.

"Harry, are you okay?" Ronald asked with concern.

"No, it's nothing." Harry reluctantly responded.

Although Hermione told him that Dumbledore believed that Snape would not steal the Philosopher's Stone, this did not conflict with Snape's desire to kill him.

Besides, Harry had always suspected that Dumbledore had seen the wrong person. What if Snape was pretending too well?

But now he has no intention of paying attention to the Sorcerer's Stone. It is more important to save his own life first.

"How about Harry, please quit the game first?" female chaser Angelina Johnson advised.

Now everyone in the school knew that Snape disliked Harry very much and would deduct points from him whenever he got the chance.

"No, no." Harry said firmly: "If I withdraw from the competition, Snape will definitely smile happily, and Malfoy..."

The more he continued, the more determined he became.

"I will work hard. I will catch the Golden Snitch before Snape targets me!"

Wood patted Harry on the shoulder happily.

"Well done, Harry, we'll help you take the pressure off.

"Actually, there's no need to worry so much..." Ronald whispered, immediately attracting everyone's attention.

"Our opponent is Hufflepuff, right?"

"That's right."

"Will Wayne participate?" Ronald asked.

Wood stroked his chin and shook his head after a moment: "I don't know, Whateley watches closely, we haven't observed their training.

"But if it were me, I would never let such a flying genius go."

"That'll be much easier." Ronald breathed a sigh of relief and explained to everyone, "Have you forgotten?" Snape also hated Wayne.

"Although it's not like it was against Harry from morning to night, every time Snape deducted points for Wayne, there would be a big one.

"There is also the conflict between Hufflepuff and Slytherin last time. Maybe Snape will take the opportunity to take revenge and go back."

After Ronald finished speaking, the audience fell silent.

Harry's face looked much better.

The twins looked at Ronald with a strange look.

Ronald looked at himself and asked, "Is there something wrong with me?"

"No, you are not our brother." George looked at him warily, and Fred even took out his wand:

"Our brother can't be that smart, say! Where did you hide the real Ronnie?"

Ronald said angrily: "Go away! Don't make fun of me because you are looking for Percy!"

The twins laughed, and Harry patted Ronald's shoulder gratefully.

"Thank you Ronald, I feel better."

Hermione, who was sitting next to her doing her homework, opened her mouth, but she shouldn't know what to say.

Because she didn't know whether the relationship between Wayne and Snape was good or bad.

Snape could give Wayne the precious potential potion, but the two would sneer at each other every time they met. This strange and contradictory behavior confused the little witch.

never mind.

Hermione decided not to say anything. It seemed good if she could reduce Harry's pressure in this way.

In the Hufflepuff common room, the little badgers also got the news that Snape would be the referee.

Everyone was worried at first, but Wayne persuaded them to stop.

"Just fight normally. Snape still hates Harry more than me."

Wayne said very confidently, he is the most popular little wizard in the school, no one can question this.

"Cedric will ride on my broom tomorrow, and leave the other broom to Henderson."

"Shouldn't it be better to give it to the Chaser?" Whateley asked doubtfully, Henderson was Hufflepuff's batsman.

"The key is to keep an eye on Harry. His dynamic vision is better than Cedric's and he can easily spot the Golden Snitch.

Wayne

He ordered: "Old Sai, don't rush to find the Golden Snitch, just pester Potter and blow up his mentality. At least we will win half the battle.

Harry's temper is not very good, it can even be said to be very bad, and this becomes more evident later on.

Although he is also friends with Harry, this is a battle between two colleges, so he will naturally help the little badger.

"I understand." Cedric nodded seriously.

Time flies and Saturday comes.

Wayne followed the players to the locker room first, gave everyone a shot of chicken blood, and then returned to the high platform of Hufflepuff.

The little badger's magic curtain, fireworks, and large banners took up almost half of the stadium. Not only did Hufflepuff make it himself, but there were also two other academies who helped.

This made the Gryffindor students look very ugly, and their cheers were muted.

This is actually no one’s fault.

Among the four houses, the one with the least popularity is undoubtedly Slytherin. With Snape's support and the so-called blood theory, they hardly take the other houses into consideration.

inside.

Secondly, there is Gryffindor.

Gryffindors do not discriminate against others, but they are annoying and have no sense of boundaries.

Students who are noisy and yelling will naturally not be very popular.

Although Ravenclaw lost to Hufflepuff in the first round match, it was obvious that 937's opponent had kept his hand, so the scene was not too ugly.

Coupled with the two beauties Penelo and Qiu taking the lead, the Ravenclaws naturally turned to Hufflepuff.

And Slytherin...

Although he was beaten badly last time, compared with his old enemy, it was nothing!

As long as Gryffindor could lose the game with a humiliating score, many people said they would rather take another beating!

In this atmosphere, players from both sides and Snape appeared one after another. Looking at the Hufflepuff emblem and cheering banners in the sky, the Gryffindor players' hearts sank.

Snape felt like a spring breeze.

Although he was here to protect Potter in this game.

But that doesn’t stop you from having fun!

On the left...is the bad guy he hates.

On the right...was the team from Wayne's...academy that he hated.

I’m so confused, who should win?

A whistle blows and the game begins.

Li Qiaodan's passionate commentary came from the commentary desk: "The game has officially started. The one holding the ball is Angelina Johnson. She scored four Slytherin goals in the last game. This time it will be another one."

What outstanding performance?!"

Snape's face darkened.

Li Jordan continued: "Passed the ball! Spinnett got the ball! Beautiful one-two, throw!"

"Wait a minute, the whistle blew. Did the referee make a mistake?"

Li Qiaodan said in confusion, but when Snape handed the ball to the Hufflepuff goalkeeper, he immediately broke the defense.

"This was a perfect offense! Misjudgment! Absolute misjudgment!"

"Jordan!" Professor McGonagall scolded. Although she also felt unhappy, she said she couldn't be biased.

"Sorry, Professor." Li Jordan apologized reluctantly and continued to explain, but then Snape targeted Gryffindor and awarded Hufflepuff three free throws.

Finally he couldn't bear it anymore.

"My grandma can play better than this even when she comes!"

There was a burst of laughter from the audience, and even the silent Gryffindor laughed. Snape glared at Li Jordan fiercely, silently making a mental note.

Prepare to come back for revenge after the next Potions class.

However, he restrained himself and stopped targeting Gryffindor.

Turn around and start torturing Hufflepuff.

For a time, the rhythm of the game was completely controlled by Snape, and he made whoever he wanted to feel comfortable.

It was extremely uncomfortable for both sides to watch, and the whole audience could hear the whistle blowing continuously.

"Damn Snape..." Toby gritted his teeth: "There must be a shady story! There must be a shady story!"

"Don't worry." Wayne frowned. He also felt uncomfortable watching the game. The game was intermittent and not exciting at all.

Snape on the broom smiled brightly as he blew away another Hufflepuff goal.

Suddenly, he shivered, and an inexplicable sense of crisis surged into his heart.

Looking around, the first thing he looked at was the teacher's desk. There was no sign of Quirrell there. Then he scanned the Hufflepuff area, and his face immediately darkened.

He knew why he felt bad.

Because damn Lawrence is pointing his wand at himself!.