Chapter 603: I'm Sorry, Harry (Asking for a Monthly Pass!)

"In that case, I'll go to the Irish national team, just like Elena. ”

Hannah blinked and followed without hesitation.

She hasn't forgotten what happened to her last Christmas home, and the entire Leaky Cauldron Tavern is now plastered with photos she took in "New Singing and Singing", whether it's eating, playing unicorns, or even doing homework......

The most shameful thing is that every time she comes to the tavern to help out in a maid's outfit, the family will take the trouble to point to the picture on the wall of the tavern and introduce the guests to the pictures, which is the cutest little angel of their old Abbot family, Balabala, and from time to time let Hannah stand in the middle of the tavern and recite the "tongue-in-cheek" articles she has published.

Therefore, after learning that there was a valid reason to flee the house early, Hannah naturally did not let it go.

"Then I am also with ......"

Seeing that his friends had decided on the teams they would go to for the summer vacation, Harry Potter also raised his hand excitedly, and was about to echo Hannah's words and go to the Irish national team with Elena to experience the Quidditch trial life.

Back in the little cupboard of the Dursleys, to the wizarding family and Quidditch tryouts full of novelties, with Elena and Hannah by their side, Harry didn't have to hesitate to do the right thing......

"I'm sorry, Harry, I don't think so. ”

Before little Harry could finish speaking, a gentle voice rang out in the boy's ear.

Then Harry felt a hand on his shoulder.

He looked up and saw Dumbledore looking at him with a serious and serious face, and said firmly in a tone that could not be denied.

"Until you reach adulthood, you have to go back to your uncle every vacation......"

Dumbledore's voice was soft, but it roared like a thunderbolt in Harry's ears.

"But, but......" Harry whispered with pity as his lips quivered.

"Nothing. ”

Dumbledore shook his head, staring directly at the boy's suddenly pale face.

"Moreover, your name is not on Mr. Ludo Bagman's list of recommendations. If you're doing well in a Quidditch league next term, he'll definitely prioritise you, but not this time......"

"Professor Dumbledore, it's not fair! Harry flies like me...... No, he flies better than me!"

Glancing at Harry's pale face, Draco Malfoy rushed to Dumbledore without thinking, indignantly trying for a Quidditch tryout for Harry during the summer vacation, his face flushed a little from nervousness.

"You've been watching the game, except for the last game, Harry has always been the chaser, playing no worse than anyone else, and the final game was only ended by him catching the Golden Snitch!"

"Yes, Professor Dumbledore, we can all go and testify to Mr. Ludo Bagman!"

Ron Weasley also stepped forward and spoke out for Harry.

"Yes, we can have another fight with Slytherin or Gryffindor and let Mr. Bagman see. ”

"Although Harry didn't give much to the eldest sister in terms of offensive passes, he has always scored a lot of points before!"

Goyle and Crabbe also nodded desperately, echoing their statements, and a few little boys who were still glaring at each other for the better of that team just now instantly surrounded Dumbledore, like a group of fried beasts.

"I'm sorry, but that's not up to me to decide......"

Dumbledore shrugged his shoulders rather helplessly, and explained quite sincerely.

"You need to understand that Mr. Ludo Bagman, as the director of the Sports Division, could not have come to watch a game for Harry alone, let alone that it would require so many scouts and managers of the League Cup teams to be present......

"Dango, Dango, you can say something soon!"

Hannah pinched the indifferent Elena beside her with some anxiety and whispered.

Compared to the other young wizards, Elena seemed to be in a strange state, and instead of being the first to stand up for Harry as before, she remained silent, as if thinking about something important.

However, the expected skepticism and maintenance did not wait......

Elena frowned, looked at Dumbledore with a solemn expression, and suddenly asked inexplicably.

"Speaking of which, the situation over there ...... Already confirmed?"

"Well, Quirinas's condition suddenly deteriorated - just after he read the newspaper of the public trial some time ago. ”

Dumbledore nodded calmly, and replied in the same mindless manner.

“...... I understand. ”

Elena was silent for a few seconds, then turned to look at Harry and said seriously.

"Professor Dumbledore is right, you'll have to go back to your uncle's house for a while - if you believe me and Professor Dumbledore, do as we say. I'll explain it to you myself when the opportunity is right. ”

......

Just yesterday morning, Quirinus Quirrell, who was staying in St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Injuries and Injuries, deteriorated rapidly, and if it weren't for the help of the enthusiastic elderly patients around him, he might not have been able to survive the arrival of the healer, and he would have died directly.

Even so, poor Professor Quirrell is now completely unconscious, lying in a hospital bed like a living dead, tended by the therapists, trying to awaken him to consciousness, though the odds are extremely slim.

This is an extremely enclosed and magically guarded special ward.

According to the feedback from the surrounding wizards, no one has entered the ward during this period, except for the healer who is in charge of guarding Quirinus Quirrell, and all the personnel and items in and out have been carefully examined, and there is no possibility that any dangerous goods or magic items or potions have been missed.

The only thing that was unusual was the copy of the Daily Prophet that was spread out on Quirrell's knee and seemed to be rubbed vigorously.

The headline on the cover page reads - [Lestrange Family Vault, Seized by the Ministry of Magic Today!]

There is no doubt that Voldemort once again deceived everyone's sight.

With Quirinus Quirrell under control and the possibility that one of his important Horcruxes might fall into the hands of the Ministry of Magic, Voldemort became obviously anxious, voluntarily broke away from Quirrell's body, and quietly escaped from the hospital in the state of a geist.

Although Grindelwald and Elena have always looked down on the second-generation Dark Lord verbally and in their hearts, it never hurts to be a little cautious in such a situation, after all, Voldemort has gone further than everyone else in the study of defeating death and Horcruxes, and no one knows what kind of strange abilities he still has left.

And ensuring Harry's safety is undoubtedly a very important job...... Because he is Voldemort's only unknown Horcrux.

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Chapter 2!