With a few clouds floating in the blue sky and the sun shining warm but not dazzling, there was no doubt that it was a beautiful day, and it was a pleasant place for both the players and the spectators to play a Quidditch match.

Probably Harry, who was very nervous, after all, he had special permission to join the Gryffindor Quidditch team in his first year, and if his first game was bad, everyone would question Professor McGonagall's judgment.

Although the match was between Gryffindor and Slytherin, Charles and Larys were still in the ring, and not only Kenneth, a Gryffindor guy, was also an avid Quidditch enthusiast, and he was also interested in the upcoming magic battle between Quirrell and Snape.

"Quirrell, stuttering, timid, cowardly...... Of course, this is all an illusion, but is it because he can't let go of Snape at school, or is his magic level a good match for his ambition? ”

The cheers of Gryffindor House were deafening, but Charles sat in the stands and pondered, the five people wearing the colors of the four houses were very eye-catching in the stands, but Penelope and Marietta had nothing to do, which made Charles bear a lot of jealous eyes.

As the cheers went up another level, the race officially began, and Harry on the Halo 2000 soared into the sky, his thin figure was extremely nimble, and the enthusiasm of the Gryffindors, which had already begun to decline, was instantly ignited by his talent.

"Oh! You see, the tallest flying boy is Harry Potter! He was the youngest Seeker ever from Gryffindor and rode a Halo 2000, the latest broomstick with a very special design to play its speed, its ......"

The Quidditch commentator, Lee Jordan, was unrivalled in his eloquence, but his off-topic level was also unique at Hogwarts, and he opened with less than three sentences before he began to talk about the advantages of the Halo 2000's performance.

"Lee! We want to know more about the game. ”

Professor McGonagall's stern voice echoed through the arena as the microphone traveled, and Lee's voice paused, immediately turning the conversation back to the game.

Charles smiled as he listened to Lee's explanation, but his gaze paused on the field for a moment before moving to the faculty stands.

Snape and Quirrell were far apart, which may be the reason why they didn't notice the other person casting the spell, Charles looked at it for a while, and found that Quirrell was looking around covertly, and when he was sure that no one was paying attention to him, he stared at Harry in mid-air.

The exclamations on the field soon rang out, and Snape immediately scanned the entire arena vigilantly, but the reason for the darkness under the lights and Quirrell's usual disguise made him ignore the black hand that was close in front of him, and the wand could not affect the target in mid-air, and he could only stare at Harry, his mouth quickly releasing a counter-curse.

The exclamations on the field kept rang out, and Charles looked up, Harry was still holding the broom tightly, and he relieved himself and took out a colorful ball and a very simple crossbow from his arms.

With his companions in the way, he pulled the crossbow apart, put the ball on it, and then took out his wand and struck it.

"100 shots, 100 hits."

With a slight click, the flow of magic seemed like water washing the crossbow, Charles picked up the crossbow, used the sight to the stands where the faculty was located, and decisively pulled the trigger.

His magic level wasn't high enough to cast a spell to help Snape, but he didn't have the habitual thinking of a wizard, and he had a better way to solve the problem.

Bang!

The prank toy bought from the joke shop in Hogsmeade Village exploded in mid-air, and colorful and strange flames rushed into the staff stand, enveloping all the teachers and staff sitting on it, and the shrill laughter drowned out all sounds, Charles stared at Quirrell, who stood up in a panic in the sudden change, but was hit by someone else who was also frightened, and an upside-down onion fell from the stands.

Charles looked up into the air, Harry grabbed the broomstick in mid-air and flipped it over in a very thrilling motion, the rapidly descending broom returned to normal, and he grabbed the broomstick's long handle and made a sharp turn to avoid the Bludger's attack.

When the height was regained, Harry stopped in the air, and everyone could see him holding his hands as if he were vomiting, and then he raised his hand, and the golden glint of his hand gleamed in the sunlight.

He caught the Golden Snitch with his mouth!

Gryffindor's cheers were almost heard throughout the school.

……

The Slytherin students left the arena dejected, and the Gryffindor students left happily talking about Harry's performance.

Charles told the others to go back first, and waited outside the team's lounge.

Harry walked out a little tired but excited, and Gryffindor's captain Wood slapped him on the shoulder hard, not knowing how to express his feelings in words.

"Hey! Harry! ”

Charles said hello, Harry was stunned for a moment, was surprised to see him, said goodbye to the other team members and came to him, excited: "Charles! You're here too? ”

"What does the Golden Snitch taste like, Harry?" Charles laughed, "I'm still in the mood to pay attention to the game when it's so dangerous, the Harry I've known in the past few years must be a fake." ”

Harry smiled awkwardly and scratched his head, "I didn't think much of it, I saw it at the time, so I subconsciously pounced on him and tried to catch him." ”

Charles smiled and patted him on the shoulder, and Ron and Hermione also walked in from the other direction, and as soon as they got closer, they heard the two of them exclaim in a low voice, "Harry, Snape wants to kill you!" ”

"What?" Harry said in surprise.

"No, someone else wanted to harm him," Charles whispered.

Ron and Hermione looked at him in shock, Hermione reacted extremely quickly and immediately whispered, "Charles!" That fireworks...... Did you put it? ”

Charles nodded: "Today is Harry's first game, I just wanted to see how he performs, but I didn't expect to see something unexpected...... But believe me, I don't know who wanted to kill Harry, but it's definitely not Snape. ”

Hermione said incredulously, "But Ron and I both saw him casting a curse...... If he's not, then why are you throwing fireworks in the staff stands? ”

"Because in the whole arena, only among the teachers have such magic, casting a spell on the broom flying in the air."

Charles explained: "Although I don't know who did it, but you have to know Snape's identity, he won't harm Harry, because Dumbledore is the headmaster of Hogwarts, even Voldemort can't fight him, and Snape won't take such a big risk, if you see him chanting a spell, maybe he wants to stop the person who cast the spell." ”

Ron shuddered: "Charles...... Why did you mention that person's name......"

Charles looked at him and smiled: "Don't be afraid, Ron, although that name was spelled by him, he could sense the location of the person who pronounced his name, but now he is not dead and has been severely damaged, even if he senses that someone is reading his name, he has no minions to drive." ”

Harry shook his head, "Charles, thank you for saving me...... But you say Snape will save me? I don't believe it, that old viper, the eyes he looks at me are full of hatred! ”

Charles shrugged his shoulders and didn't speak, he couldn't say it was because you reminded him of your father, and for a rebellious teenager, no matter how close the relationship was, reasoning had to be gradual, so Dumbledore spent six years guiding him.

Ron opened his mouth wide next to him, incredulous, "Wait, Charles, you said the Dark Lord's name was under a spell?" ”

Hermione exclaimed, "Oh my God, names can cast spells too?" No wonder the book says don't let your name be given to the Dark Wizard. ”

Ron looked at Hermione, "What book did you read that would say this?" ”

"Don't talk," Hermione interrupted Ron and looked at Charles, "Charles?" ”

Charles laughed, "Hermione, I'm ashamed of your erudition, I didn't have the same amount of reading as you did when I was in my second year. ”

Hermione immediately blushed, and Charles continued: "It's not just Voldemort, I think Dumbledore must have cast a curse on his name as well, those powerful or ancient mages have this habit, they have to protect themselves from being cursed, especially someone like Voldemort who is afraid of death, he will not leave anyone with a flaw that can be exploited." ”

"But he still died, defeated by Harry." Ron muttered.

Charles patted Harry, who was a little depressed because he remembered what had happened before, and shook his head: "That's another thing, in short, you must know that names are very important to wizards, in the Middle Ages, exorcists in the Holy See often used names to exorcise evil spirits, protect civilians, or sneak attack wizards." ”

"Of course, the world is very peaceful now, and most places are safe, but if you are interested, you can also think of a nickname for yourself, or rather, a nickname, hahaha."

Ron was angry: "Those executioners of the Holy See have killed many witches and innocent women, and one of my ancestors was killed by the Holy See. ”

Charles sighed: "Ignorance is terrible, in that dark age, sacrifices and deliverances were endless, and the fall of the Holy See was also a later thing, fortunately the wizards survived that era, otherwise there would be no life we have now." ”

Looking at the solemn expressions of the three people, Charles smiled and said, "Why are we talking about such an old topic? Okay Harry, it's time for you to go and rest, have friends with you, I'm sure today's events won't leave you a shadow, I'm going to class too, stay safe for the rest of the day. ”

Harry nodded heavily, and Charles waved goodbye to the three before leaving.