On Saturday morning, Augustus got up early, walked through the cold Slytherin common room, and strolled through the glade outside the castle, the morning fog was heavy, and the vision was hazy five meters away, and the branches beside him hung emerald green leaves, the thin leaves were full of crystal clear dewdrops, and the sky was still drifting with fine drizzle, mixed with thick fog, which was unique.

"The air here is really good when I come out so early, and I often come here in the morning for a walk." Not far away, a rather handsome girl walked towards Augustus, she was taller than ordinary girls, and the whole person gave people a sassy and heroic feeling.

"Oh? You are. A hint of doubt flashed in Augustus's silver pupils, this girl seemed to he had never seen before, and as far as his memory was concerned, almost anyone who had met him could roughly recognize it.

"Mr. Augustus may not have met me, I am the Seeker of the Quidditch team of Ravenclaw, Cho Chang, I have long admired your name, the hidden prefect of Slytherin and the Mobile Library, and we Ravenclaw have always admired the erudite, so Mr. Augustus, your reputation is famous even for us Ravenclaw."

"Autumn Zhang? Good name, you are Chinese. Augustus was very observant and could guess the origin from her pronunciation and name.

"Yes, does Mr. Augustus know China too?" Qiu Zhang obviously didn't expect Augustus to find out where she came from, and there was a hint of surprise in her tone.

"Hehe, just call me Augustus, everyone is classmates, it's more convenient, I don't know much about China, but its history is indeed fascinating, long and mysterious, this oriental country is full of fascinating places, I think you, as a Chinese, must be very proud of your country." Augustus nodded, a smile on his lips.

"Of course." Akimi Augustus admired her country so much, and naturally brought a look of pride, "China, as one of the four ancient civilizations, has extraordinary advantages in both culture and all aspects, if you go to China, I will be your guide, and you will definitely appreciate the charm of our motherland." ”

"If you have the chance, you will definitely go." Augustus smiled slightly, Augustus still had some good feelings for this enthusiastic Chinese girl.

"It's getting late, I'm going back, and in the afternoon as a hidden prefect will participate in a Quidditch match between our house and Gryffindor." Augustus nodded to Cho and prepared to return to school.

"Oh, then let's say it, if you have a chance to go to China in the future, you must come to me, and I will be your guide." Cho repeated her previous words again, and it seemed that it was not a whim of politeness that she was going to be Augustus' guide.

"Definitely." A smile flashed in Augustus' eyes as he turned and left the Forbidden Forest border.

As eleven o'clock approached, the whole school began to head to the Quidditch Stadium. It was a hot and humid day, and there was a faint sound of thunder in the air. Augustus, as the second-year hidden prefect, and Lilian arranged for the second-year students to sit in an orderly manner.

When Gryffindor came out to the ring, they were greeted by a loud noise. Mostly cheering, as both Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff wanted to see Slytherin defeated, but the Slytherin boos and cheers of the crowd could also be heard. Lady Hodge, the Quidditch referee, asked Flint and Wood to shake hands, and they glared at each other menacingly, clenching each other's hands unnecessarily tightly.

"Listen to my whistle," said Mrs. Hooch, "three-two-one-"

The crowd was in a roar as they took off, and the fourteen members of the team jumped into the lead-gray sky together. Harry flew taller than all the team members, squinting and looking around, looking for the Golden Snitch.

"You're all right, Scarhead?" Malfoy shouted, his arrows flying beneath Harry, as if to show off the speed of his broomstick.

Harry didn't have time to answer. Just then, a heavy black Bludger suddenly flew towards him; He narrowly dodged it, feeling the ball ruffle his hair as it flew by.

"What a hang, Harry!" George said that he had a bat, with a bat, and sped past Harry, ready to hit the Bludger at the Slytherin players. Harry watched as George slammed the Bludger at Derian. Pucci, unexpectedly, Bludger changed direction and flew straight towards Harry.

Harry ducked down to dodge, and George slammed it down on Malfoy. However, like a spinning dart, Bludger spun around again and went straight to Harry's head.

Harry suddenly accelerated, swishing to the other end of the arena. He could hear Bludger whizzing after him. What's going on? Fred Weasley was waiting for Bludger at the other end. Harry jerked his head, and Fred slammed the Bludger with all his strength; Bludger is knocked to the side.

"Now it's good!" Fred shouted happily. However, he was wrong, and the Bludger seemed to be magnetically attracted around Harry, and once again it flew after him, and Harry had to flee as fast as he could.

It's starting to rain; Harry felt a large drop of rain hit his face and splash on his glasses. He had no idea what was going on on the field until he heard the commentator Lee Jordan say, "Slytherin is ahead, sixty-to-zero." ”

Augustus looked at the Bludger in the sky suspiciously, this Bludger seemed to be eyeing Harry, a detection secondary magic was thrown on the Bludger, Augustus frowned a little tighter, the information fed back did not belong to any magic currently known, in short, it was any magic that did not belong to the scope of Augustus's current knowledge, in order to improve the magic system, Augustus had already included all the magic of the two magic systems in his magic net, if it was the magic of this system, Detecting secondary magic should be able to feed back.

Unable to find the spellcaster, Augustus couldn't mess with the Bludger, after all, he was a spectator, and if he interfered with the Bludger so that it couldn't hit Harry, it would be considered a break of the rules, and the game would even have to be restarted, he could only speed up the process of finding the spellcaster, and the Eye of Detection began to reconnoiter on a large scale under the effect of huge magical power.

In that difficult moment, Harry hung in mid-air, not daring to speed towards Malfoy, for fear that he would look up and see the Golden Snitch. Honk! He paused for a little too long. The Bludger finally hit him, slamming into his elbow, and Harry felt his arm snap all at once. A burning pain that made him feel a little dizzy, and he slid to one side on the rain-soaked broomstick, one leg still hooked to the broom, his right hand dangling unconsciously beside his body. Bludger launched a second attack at him, this time aiming at his face. Harry Meng. The earth was off course, and only one thought firmly occupied his already dull mind: to rush to Malfoy. In the hazy curtain of rain, Harry endured the sharp pain in his heart and rushed to the shiny face that was sneering below. He saw the eyes on that face widen in horror: Malfoy thought Harry was going to hit him. "What are you doing—" he gasped, scurrying away from Harry. Harry's uninjured hand let go of the broomstick and reached out to grab it; He felt his fingers grip the cold golden snitch, but since he was now holding the broom between his two legs, he fell straight to the ground, holding himself on to keep himself from passing out, when he heard an exclamation from the crowd below.

There was a thud, and the water splashed, and Harry fell into the mud and rolled off his broomstick. His arm was dangling there at a very strange angle. In the midst of a sharp pain, he heard many whistles and shouts, as if coming from far away. He fixed his eyes on the Golden Snitch firmly in his wounded hand.

"Aha," he said vaguely, "we won." Then he fainted. When he woke up, he was still lying on the field, the rain pouring down on his face, and someone leaning over to look at him.

Augustus had given up on finding the spellcaster, who was so well hidden that finding him among so many students and teachers was like looking for a needle in a haystack, but luckily there was no big accident, Harry only had a broken arm, and he only needed a few spells to go down. Augustus walked towards the middle of the field, and when he caught a glimpse of Lockhart standing next to Harry, he felt a chill for some reason.

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