Angry, Quirrell, as an ethical undercover agent, quickly adjusted after discovering that he was out of shape, and said in a low tone.

"I'm sorry... I'm so tired now, I want to get some sleep first..."With that, Quirrell pulled up the hood on his back to cover his head, and slept with his eyes closed in a strange position leaning forward.

"Okay." Ivan decisively shut up and didn't provoke Quirrell, anyway, his purpose had been achieved.

He dared to tease Quirrell because he knew that Quirrell couldn't do something to him for this little contradiction, considering that in the original book, the Weasley brothers smashed him on the back of the head with a snowball, which was where Voldemort's snake face was.

Quirrell didn't have a seizure in such a straightforward face against Voldemort, which shows that getting the Philosopher's Stone is the first thing in their minds, and everyone else can endure it.

As for the after-autumn reckoning?

Save it, Quirrell was long gone at that time, and it was impossible for the escaped Voldemort to care about his little character.

Seeing that Quirrell really closed his eyes and planned to sleep, Ivan also put his attention on the arena, at this time the game has entered the white heat, and the two sides are constantly going back and forth with all kinds of small actions.

A Slytherin batsman feigned a goal but struck the Bludger towards George, who was not far away, but George reacted in time to avoid the ball.

"Slytherin, it's a foul... It's a foul! Jordan Lee, who was in charge of the commentary, was also a veteran Gryffindor, and he shouted at Slytherin's foul behavior, and his words were so sharp that Professor McGonagall on the side frowned.

Not to be outdone, George teamed up with Fred to smash the Slytherin batsman from both sides, almost knocking him headfirst into the railing...

Jordan, on the other hand, acted as if he hadn't seen the Weasley brothers' movements, and praised their flying skills from time to time.

Such a double standard naturally caused the dissatisfaction of the young Slytherin wizards, especially those who participated in the gambling game, if it weren't for the professors watching the scene, the screen of black magic would have exploded on the stage.

Even so, there were still many Slytherin students who were close to them and smashed the debris in their hands towards Jordan,

"It's not fair that the commentary interferes with the arena!"

"Shady... It's shady! ”

"We ask for a different commentary, or we will repeat it!"

.......

Jordan dodged the cans, waste paper, and underwear flying around on the stage, and continued his explanation until Professor McGonagall couldn't stand it, so the two students pulled Jordan away and replaced him with Cedric from Hufflepuff House as a temporary commentator.

Jordan hugged the railing on the platform, but in the end he was still defeated by the strength of the two, and was dragged all the way, and Jordan's unyielding shouts could be heard in the distance.

"I overweight the academy . . . I've contributed to the Academy... I'm innocent! I want to see Professor Dumbledore! ”

Professor McGonagall raised her hand in a silent spell, and the world finally fell silent......

Ivan, who was not far away, looked at Jordan, who seemed to be possessed by a drama spirit, and pulled the corners of his mouth, but he was not worried that something would happen to Jordan.

Because they secretly engaged in the gambling game, Jordan didn't know it, and it was completely relying on his own enthusiasm to forcibly scold Slytherin.

This little episode didn't take much of Ivan's energy, as the success or failure of this game still depends on whether Harry can catch the Golden Snitch or not.

Harry was also very powerful, and almost the moment he spotted the Golden Snitch, he took the lead in speeding over, shaking off the two Slytherin pilots who tried to stop him, and reaching out to catch the Golden Snitch who was close at hand.

At that moment, the broom beneath Harry suddenly shook violently, as if it wanted to throw him out of the air, and Harry had to desperately grab the broom to keep himself from being shaken off.

The sudden change caused an uproar in the audience, and the Weasley brothers even wondered if any Slytherin student didn't want to lose the game, so they deliberately cast a spell on the field.

The two looked eagerly at Ivan on the sidelines, in the previous agreement, things off the field were handled by Ivan.

Ivan was also a little stunned at this time, and hurriedly turned his head to look at Quirrell, who was curled up in the corner without the slightest movement, and seemed to have fallen asleep, but the sharp-eyed Ivan could faintly see that the mouth under the hood seemed to be open and closed.

Silent casting... Cast spells without a wand...

Ivan's expression froze, he didn't expect Quirrell to dare to make small moves under his nose, and he used such high-end techniques.

Although the release may not be a high-end magic, but with this hand, Quirrell's strength is definitely not as simple as shown in the original book, and it is more than enough to serve as a professor of defense against the dark arts, as for whether he has used the power of the Dark Lord Ivan I don't know.

After raising Quirrell's strength evaluation in his heart, Ivan was a little troubled, what reason to use to "wake up" Quirrell who was "sleeping".

Isn't it just about acting? Who's afraid of whom?

Ivan gritted his teeth, a look of anxiety on his face, and his hands swayed wildly on Quirrell's thighs.

"Professor Quirrell, look, Harry's broom seems to be out of order, it's about to fall from the sky, you need to find a way to save him!"

Under Ivan's vigorous shaking, the hood on Quirrell's head was directly shaken off, revealing a bewildered face and a wide open mouth that had not yet been closed.

“可惜教授你没看到，刚才真的是太惊险了！” Ivan quickly took his hands away from Quirrell's lap when he saw Harry regain control of the broomstick, a look of fear on his face.

......

In the stands, there were many people who cared about Harry as much as Ivan, and Malfoy stood up from his seat excitedly, full of anticipation of when Harry would fall from the sky.

In this case, the damned Ivan will have to hand over all his savings and live a hard life for half a semester.

Considering himself not an opponent, Malfoy could only think of this way of revenge...

Not to mention that he also heard that Ivan made a gamble in order to make money Galleon, and maybe he would have to go into debt... Just as Malfoy was getting more and more excited about it, Harry's broom suddenly calmed down again.

Malfoy sat back disappointed,

"Draco, look, Potter he's really falling!" Goyle pointed to the sky and shouted, but it was Harry who accidentally knocked him down by the Slytherin Seeker while catching the Golden Snitch.

Malfoy instantly stood up from his seat excitedly, and for a moment relived his thoughts.

It wasn't until Harry struggled to spit out a golden ball from his mouth and held it high in his hand that an excited Malfoy sat back down.

Because that's the Golden Snitch...