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"As long as we keep winning against Hufflepuff and then have the luck to win or draw against Ravenclaw, we'll have a chance to win!" Wood was excited, and it was hard to imagine that this year's Quidditch game was off to a good start, and it was a relatively strong Slytherin team.

"Is Ravenclaw strong?" asked Harry.

"Ravenclaw—" George gritted his teeth, as if considering how to reply, "they are not very strong individually, but when combined with the team's cooperation and tactical use, they are comparable to the second division." ”

"What do you do with so much~ Let's celebrate today!" Fred pulled out the fireworks again, watching the lion fireworks bloom in the air and roar, making the atmosphere in the arena even more enthusiastic.

So-

By the time Harry and the others reached Hagrid's hut, the smile on Harry's face was still bright. Visiting Hagrid's hut once a week or twice has become a weekly task for him and Ron. This time, they brought Hermione and Siwen to come, but they didn't have to worry about the inside of the hut being overcrowded, because the hut was completely Hagrid's size, so when little Hermione jumped on the chair and sat down, the whole person was buried in the chair cushion.

"Swift, the death knell from the last Weasley twin has begun to grow on the edge of the Forbidden Forest. Oh my God, those plants that look so hideous, if there's anything to collect, I can take the time to check by while I'm patrolling the Forbidden Forest, after all, it's too dangerous for the three of you to go inside the Forbidden Forest. Hagrid was glad that so many people had come to his remote cottage and said as he poured his tea.

"Very nice black tea. Xiwen let the tea surround his mouth, feeling the mellow aroma in the middle of the fiery taste.

"I made it myself, maybe the heat is a little bit worse, but the raw materials are still good. Hagrid began to look for the specialty rock crust cake again.

Harry and Ron seemed to remember the fear of being dominated by the rock skin, and hurriedly began to find a topic, "Hey, Harry, you know what, it was Snape who just cast a curse on you" Ron said with a serious face, "Hermione and I both saw it, if Hermione hadn't run to the teacher's viewing platform and disrupted their vision, you would have fallen." ”

"Nonsense" Hagrid has a deep affection for Hogwarts, and he obviously can't accept this accusation, which can already be called slander, "Why would Snape do such a thing." ”

"Snape didn't want to kill someone," Harry shuddered suddenly, "I found out something about Snape, on Halloween and two days before, he wanted to pass through the three-headed dog in the secret passage on the fourth floor, so his leg was bitten and bloody. We thought Snape must have tried to steal something from the three-headed dog's guard. ”

"Three-headed dog, how do you know that three-headed Ruwe?" Hagrid, visibly distracted, tossed the crust basket aside and stared at the young wizard Harry.

"Three-headed Louwie?"

"Yes--it's mine--I bought it from a Greek I met at the hotel last year--I lent it to Professor Dumbledore to keep an eye on-"

"What?" Harry asked eagerly.

"Alright, don't ask any more," Hagrid said crudely, "That's Secret One, you know?"

"But Snape wanted to steal it. ”

"Nonsense," Hagrid added, "Snape is a teacher at Hogwarts, and he would never do anything like that." And, in order to protect it, Professor Dumbledore had Snape design other guards. ”

"But why did he kill Harry?" Ron said loudly, "Hermione could see that Snape was casting a spell on Harry, his eyes locked on the target, and the words in his mouth, which was obviously—" Ron used to think that Snape was just a stern teacher, but after today's events, he felt that he was a terrible person.

"I'm telling you, you're wrong!" Hagrid said angrily, "I don't know why Harry's broomstick behaves the way it does, but Snape would never want to kill a student! It's dangerous. Forget the big dog, forget what it was guarding, it was between Professor Dumbledore and Nicolame-"

"Aha!" Harry said, "There's a guy named Nicol Lemay involved, doesn't it?"

Hagrid was furious, he was angry with himself.

Leaving Hagrid's cabin, Ron asked Hermione with some dissatisfaction, "Why didn't you give me a testimony when I said Snape just now, obviously you told me and let me see it." ”

Hermione seemed to be thinking about something, and waved her hand without answering.

When they reached Stonehenge, looking at the still magical covered bridge in front of them, Hermione looked up at Sivin, as if to get testimony from him. Sivin just ruffled Hermione's long brown hair and didn't say anything.

"I-" Hermione bit her lip, "I don't know, when I went over I found that both Professor Snape and Professor Quirrell were chanting spells. ”

"It was clearly Snape casting a curse that was noticed by Professor Quirrell, who was protecting Harry. Ron was still determined.

Harry, noticing that Sivin was clearly not involved in the discussion, changed the subject, "Hey guys, don't you think our primary goal should be to find out who that Nicolame is?"

"It's a familiar name, I must have seen it somewhere. Little Lori Hermione frowned, slapped someone's hand away from her head, and thought.

"I haven't seen it anyway. Ron was stunned at the mention of business.

"Do you know anything about Siwen?" Harry looked at Siwen to the side, obviously knowing that Esiwen's erudition must have known.

Xiwen ruffled Little Lori's long hair, "All three of you have seen it, and someone who shouted that he didn't know saw it more than five or six times." After speaking, he pulled the little Lori and walked to the covered bridge first. The remaining stunned duo moved their small little heads, frantically wondering where they had seen the name.

"No, don't say it, I'm going to find it myself. Little Lori puffed out her cheeks and thought. Obviously, for a learner, the sense of accomplishment that comes from asking someone else when he encounters a problem is far less than the pleasure of finding the answer himself.

"Eureka! Hermione jerked and grabbed the hem of Sivin's shirt, "It was when we were on the train, that card, Nicolame, - oh my god, what Nicolame was looking for Dumbledore to protect, so it was—" Little Lori's body began to tremble, and the kind of legendary person, the legendary thing, actually appeared beside her.

This feeling is like for Su Fande's stick, blowing every day than a nuclear bomb to wash the ground, the world grows mushrooms, and the torrent of iron armor, and suddenly tells you that below your house is the big Ivan with the equivalent of 50 million TNT that Hitler handed over to his good friend Stalin, and the only outcome is likely to be some sphincter dysfunction -