Wood hears George's voice and asks Mrs. Hodge for a timeout. Harry Fred and George slowly descended to the ground as they gestured to the mad Bludger.

The Gryffindor team gathered to discuss their next steps.

Several of the women, along with the Wesley twins, agreed that the game should be stopped and an investigation should be made into the out-of-control Bludger.

"That Bludger wanted to kill Harry, Wood," George said angrily, "it wouldn't let Harry go, and it didn't chase anyone else the whole game." The Slytherin must have done something to it. ”

Wood also hesitated to cast an inquiring glance at Harry.

Harry saw Lady Hooch walking towards them. His gaze crossed her shoulder, and the Slytherin players could be seen sneering and pointing at him.

"Let's keep playing," Harry said firmly, "and if we stop now, we'll be disqualified!" George, Fred, leave me alone, I can dodge the Bludger. ”

Although most of the players did not agree to continue the game, the game was resumed.

The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and the raindrops crackled on Harry's glasses, but that didn't stop him from making all sorts of difficult moves in the air, nimbly dodging Bludger's attack, which made many spectators exclaim.

"Are you doing ballet, Potter?" Malfoy yelled as Harry flew up and down like honey to dodge the Bludger. Harry sped away, Bludger chasing after him, just a few feet away.

He looked up and glared at Malfoy with hatred, but just then, he saw it—the Golden Snitch was right between him and Malfoy.

Malfoy apparently saw the Golden Snitch as well. The two of them began to accelerate almost at the same time, charging towards the Golden Snitch.

However, Halo 2001 was faster than Halo 2000, and Harry had to move in front of the broomstick as hard as he could, stretching his right hand to reach the golden snitch.

"The two of them are going to collide!" Lee Jordan, the commentator in the stands, exclaimed, "It's up to whoever catches the Golden Snitch first." ”

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"Even though Slytherin's broomstick has the advantage, I still trust Harry because he's the best Seeker, unlike Malfoy, who came into the team with his family and money."

Professor McGonagall had to shout at him to be neutral as a commentator.

"I'm sorry, Professor McGonagall."

It wasn't just Harry and Malfoy who were about to collide, but also the Bludger who was chasing after Harry.

"Look at that! Bludger," Hermione shoved the telescope into Ron's hand, "and it would break Harry's hand." ”

Hermione muttered anxiously, "What are George and Fred doing?" ”

Just between the lightning and flint, two dull collisions came from the sky. Two figures also fell from the sky.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

Malfoy and Harry collided violently, and both fell off their broomsticks and fell straight to the ground.

"It's over." Harry thought to himself.

Fortunately, the height of the fall was not too high, and with a bang, the water splashed, and the two fell into the mud, and Harry happened to press on Malfoy.

Harry then realized that a sharp pain was coming from his right arm, which had bent at a strange angle, clenched tightly with Malfoy's right hand. The Golden Snitch was in the middle of their clenched right hand.

Harry couldn't help the pain and fainted.

When Harry awoke, he found himself lying in a hospital bed, his right hand bandaged and hanging around his neck, while his two friends were sitting on the edge of the bed, waiting for him to wake up.

"Harry!" Ron found him awake and excitedly shouted, "How are you?" ”

"I'm fine." In fact, his bones still hurt.

"How's the game? Who won? Who caught the Golden Snitch first, me or Malfoy? Harry asked, struggling to sit up from his bed.

Hermione shook her head, "I don't know yet, the referee can't tell who you and Malfoy first encountered the Golden Snitch, you have to activate the alchemy magic above to judge." ”

As soon as she finished speaking, the door to the hospital room suddenly opened, and the Gryffindor team members came to see Harry. One by one, they were covered in mud and dejected like chickens in soup.

Harry saw the unhappy expression on Angelina's face and estimated that the result of the match might not be ideal.

"Harry, we lost." Wood stumbled, "The magic record on the Golden Snitch, Malfoy touched it before you." ”

"Oops!" Ron yelled.

Wood looked up, not daring to look Harry in the eye, "It's not your fault, it's that our broomsticks aren't as good as theirs..."

"And that Bludger!" Hermione said angrily, "They must have done something to that Bludger." ”

"yes, if it hadn't been for the Bludger hitting Harry's arm first, he would have gotten the Golden Snitch first." George said.

Harry sighed heavily and fell back into the hospital bed, "None of this matters, the important thing is that we lost. ”

They tried to persuade Harry a few more words, but Madam Pomfrey roared and rushed in, "He's in a bad mood right now, he needs to recuperate, you guys get out of here!" Get out! ”

As a result, Harry was left alone in the ward, with nothing to distract him. I only felt the pain of my broken arm, which was cut in two, like a knife.

After a long, long time, Harry suddenly felt a chill on his forehead, and he realized to his horror that someone had wiped his forehead with a sponge in the dark.

He saw two faint flashes of light in the darkness, and they were the big eyes of the other party.

"Dobby!" Harry recognized the other.

"Harry Potter is still in school," Dobby whispered sadly, "Dobby reminded him several times, but why didn't you heed Dobby's warnings, sir?" ”

Dobby walked back and forth in the school hospital, shaking his head and babbling.

Harry heard a lot of things from Dobby's words that he didn't know, such as that he and Ron couldn't catch the train because Dobby closed the aisle, and that today's Bludger was also controlled by Dobby. He had only one purpose, and that was to drive Harry home.

"You'd better tell me honestly, why are you framing me like this?" Harry said angrily, "Or I'll strangle you, Dobby!" ”

Dobby smiled, "Dobby is used to the threat of death. Dobby hears it five times a day at home. ”

Looking at Dobby's pitiful appearance, Harry's anger involuntarily subsided.

"Why are you letting me go home?" Harry's temper was slightly better.

"Because, someone is trying to kill you," Dobby groaned, "the Adversary who can't even name him has given orders to his men to kill you, and they are already on the move, and Hogwarts is dangerous......"

Dobby said this, suddenly froze, and frantically banged on the wallboard, beginning to punish himself.

Harry managed to dissuade him, "There is no danger at Hogwarts, the crisis in the Chamber of Secrets has been lifted. ”

"No, it's not the Chamber of Secrets," the elf stammered, eyes as big as brass bells in the darkness, "Someone is plotting a conspiracy here, and while it's happening, Harry. Potter must not stay here. Come home, Harry Potter. Go home. ”

"What nonsense are you talking about!" Harry said irritably, "Someone at Hogwarts is hurting me?" It can't be, there's still Headmaster Dumbledore and Professor Capet in the castle..."

Hearing Professor Capet's name, Dobby gasped, grabbed a jug, and slammed his head.

"Bad Dobby, bad Dobby, very bad, bad Dobby...", the elf screamed.

"Stop!" Harry snatched the jug from Dobby's hand, "Then tell me who is going to kill me!" ”

"Dobby can't say, definitely can't say ......," the elf wailed.

Harry wanted to ask again, but Dobby suddenly stopped crying and said in horror, "Dobby is leaving, and the master is looking for Dobby." ”

With that, he disappeared in front of Harry with a thud.

"Dobby, Dobby, Dobby." Harry shouted a few times to make sure the elf was gone, and then fell asleep again, confused.

By Monday afternoon, Harry was ready to be discharged from the hospital, and Ron and Hermione came to pick him up.

"Harry, the school has found a new Defence Against the Dark Arts professor." Ron told Harry.

"Oh, isn't that good? At least I don't have to see Snape anymore. Harry said cheerfully, but he soon realized that Ron and Hermione weren't as happy as he was.

"The new professor, it's Malfoy's dad," Hermione said angrily, "and he's added twenty points to Slytherin in one morning class!" ”

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It all started yesterday, Sunday morning, Lucius arrived at Hogwarts and found Headmaster Dumbledore.

"Welcome, Mr. Malfoy."

Although Lucius did not make an appointment, Dumbledore was warm enough to entertain him.

"Headmaster Dumbledore, I think the school is having a bit of a ...... right now Troublesome. Lucius didn't look at Dumbledore, but glanced at the portrait of the Headmaster behind him, and finally fixed his gaze on Headmaster Black's.

Dumbledore put down his teacup, crossed his fingers, and said calmly, "If you're talking about the crisis in the Chamber of Secrets, then we've solved it." The secret room was found, the basilisk was killed, the murderer was caught, no one was hurt, no one was killed, and everyone rejoiced. ”

He stared at Malfoy's pale face, hoping to see something from above. He had always wondered what Lucius Malfoy had to do with the Chamber of Secrets.

But Malfoy always had a straight face, like he was wearing a plaster mask. He replied in a lukewarm tone, "It has nothing to do with the Chamber of Secrets, Headmaster Dumbledore. ”

"I'm going to say: the Defence Against the Dark Arts professor."

"Ah, please."

"Last year, you hired Quirinus Quirrell, who mysteriously disappeared during the semester and was rumored to be a dark wizard;

Later, Quirrell was replaced by a South American wizard named Aureliano Buendia, and I checked it, and he was expelled for violating the Secrecy Act and came to England to become the leader of an underground gang;

As for this year, you have hired a liar who does not learn and can only steal other people's memories to be a professor, and if it weren't for my son, many people would still be deceived by him.

Not to mention, my son almost fell under his Oblivion Curse. ”

Lucius pulled out three pieces of parchment and slapped them on Dumbledore's table.

Dumbledore took it and looked at it, it was Lucius' survey of every Defence Against the Dark Arts professor since Draco entered the school.

He took off his glasses and rubbed his eyebrows, "Mr. Malfoy, I feel the need for me to explain......"

"You really should explain it." Lucius pulled out more parchment and slapped it on Dumbledore's desk, "This is the result of the Defence Against the Dark Arts class in all the international schools of witchcraft and wizardry, and Hogwarts is ranked tenth. ”

Dumbledore gradually became serious, "Mr. Malfoy, you should know the peculiarities of this class. ”

"Of course I... Yes," Lucius said slowly, "cursed by the man whose name he can't even say." ”

"But that's not a reason for you to pick the teacher for this class at random." Lucius narrowed his eyes, "Look at who you've chosen, dark wizards, underground gangs, liars." Are you going to find a werewolf to teach this course next year? ”

Dumbledore was rarely silent.

"And I've heard a bad rumor that you want to use these bad professors to temper your successor, Harry Potter."

"Is that so? Albus Dumbledore. ”

"What would you do if, I mean, and my answer was 'yes'?" Dumbledore said.

An argument began to begin in the painting hanging on the wall behind him.

"Dumbledore, you're so irresponsible with other students!"

"Blake, shut your mouth, Dumbledore must have a reason for doing this."

Lucius glanced around the portraits of the Headmasters, "I think so, Headmaster Dumbledore, it's irresponsible for you to do this. Over the years, Hogwarts has become almost a word for you, and the teachers we recruited have never asked our board. ”

"The board will only mess things up," Dumbledore seemed to be no longer the gentle old man, he became tough, "Leave it to you, and the school will soon turn sour." ”

Lucius avoided Dumbledore's burning gaze, "I'm not going to force you to relinquish power for a while. But I've heard that there is a vacancy for the Defence Against the Dark Arts class professor right now......"

Then, after a long pause, he said with difficulty, "Let me be this professor." ”

"What did you say, Mr. Malfoy?" Dumbledore felt he had misheard.

"I'm going to be the professor of this Defence Against the Dark Arts." Lucius said again, with difficulty.

Dumbledore still couldn't believe it, and he stared into Lucius's eyes to see something in them.

What exactly does he want to do?

But Lucius had been running Occlumency, and Dumbledore couldn't force a breakthrough.

"Are you serious, Mr. Malfoy?" Dumbledore asked incredulously, "You're the director of the school." ”

"I don't remember any rules at the school that prohibit directors from holding part-time teaching positions."

Dumbledore hesitated, there was indeed no provision that directors should not serve as teachers.

He rubbed his brow again, "I'll have to think about it, Mr. Malfoy, and I'm going to ask the other faculty and staff for their opinions." ”

"Hmph," Lucius sneered, putting away his parchment from the table, "I hope you're so careful when you pick the others." ”

Dumbledore looked at Lucius' departing back, and his heart was full of thoughts.

This wall grass, why is it so bold. Was it Voldemort's mission? Or someone else's task ...

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That afternoon, Mrs. Weasley was invited to Hogwarts

The kind, stocky Molly arrived at Dumbledore's office with trepidation.

She rubbed her fingers nervously, and before she could speak, Dumbledore was pulled onto the couch.

"Wait a minute, there's still one person missing." Dumbledore served Molly a cup of hot tea, then said to Fawkes, "Go and get Calvin for me." ”

A moment later, Calvin was in the office. When Molly saw the young man, she began to clench her handkerchief nervously again.

"Don't be nervous, Mrs. Wesley." Calvin reassured, "There's nothing dangerous about Ginny. ”

Molly looked at Dumbledore uneasily. The kind old man didn't speak, just nodded slightly.

"So is it Ron? Or twins, what trouble did they get into? Molly relaxed a little.

"No, no, no, it has to do with Ginny," Calvin said, "and the basilisk blood has brought some changes to Miss Wesley, one of the most troublesome things is that her body is poisonous, at least her saliva is poisonous. ”

"Poisonous?!" Molly repeated in alarm, "Is it serious?" ”

"It's not serious at the moment," Calvin's voice was a little hoarse, "but the future is unclear." ”

"I want to isolate your daughter from the rest of her classmates as soon as possible to avoid unnecessary trouble, and Headmaster Dumbledore disagrees with me. So now your opinion is crucial, ma'am. ”

Molly pondered for a long time before finally speaking, "I also think Headmaster Dumbledore has a point. Professor Capet, my daughter is at a critical stage of her development, and isolating her from the rest of her classmates is definitely going to be very hurtful. ”

Calvin nodded slightly, he could understand Mrs. Weasley's thoughts as a mother.

"But I don't want Ginny to hurt the other students," Molly said worriedly, "Look, let Ginny come to your place every ten days for a check-up, and if you find that she might hurt the other children, you can take other measures." ”

"Professor Capet, if you don't agree with this, I'll take her home today, and I'll teach her myself. Make sure she doesn't hurt other children. ”

Speaking of the back, Molly gradually choked up.

Calvin couldn't see it, and he quickly stood up and said, "Mrs. Wesley, I think what you said is very appropriate. And I assure you, I'll deal with her bloodline before her abilities deteriorate. ”

"But Ginny is a little resistant to me checking her now," Calvin wiped the sweat from his forehead, "I'll admit, I was a little indifferent to her before, but I also did it for the safety of the school. You may need to dissuade her. ”

Molly said she was going to talk to Ginny, and left the office, leaving Dumbledore and Calvin alone.

Just as Calvin was about to leave, Dumbledore suddenly stopped him.

"In the morning, someone came to my office and offered to be a professor of Defence Against the Dark Arts." Dumbledore added two pieces of sugar to his teacup.

"Isn't that a good thing? I guess you should say yes right away. ”

"I still need to think about it." Dumbledore sat up straight from the couch, "It's Mr. Malfoy. ”

"Lucius Malfoy? This was a real surprise to me, and as far as I knew, he was not that kind of person. ”

Calvin began to pretend to be a lake, after all, he had asked Lucius to take the position. To that end, he provided Lucius with a whole set of anti-curse alchemy armor and amulets, and promised him that he would only need to do so until the end of the semester.

Finally, after making a series of unbreakable vows, Lucius reluctantly agreed to Calvin's arrangement.

"yes, that's unexpected," Dumbledore's small blue eyes winked at Calvin through the lenses, "he's been unexpectedly active lately. ”

"Active?"

"Since the last incident in the secret room, he seems to have begun to use the power of his school director...... I came to me today with a bunch of materials to prove that I didn't manage Defence Against the Dark Arts class, both as a professor or as a student. Dumbledore smiled helplessly.

Calvin also smiled, "What he said should be the truth." I told you the same. ”

"That's right," Dumbledore said noncommittally, sipping his greasy tea, "but I'm upset by his recent little actions... He used to be a follower of Lord Voldemort. ”

"Small moves?" Calvin chuckled, "Is that what you think?" ”

"I met the Malfoys, the day Sirius was released. Although the communication time is not long, I can feel that the two of them are the kind of people who value their families very much. ”

"Now that his son is attending Hogwarts, he almost ran into danger, and was almost attacked by a shameless liar with the Oblivion Charm, and became an idiot - this liar was recruited by you - and wanted to use his power to protect his son, and you said that it was a 'small act'?"

"Dumbledore, are you really a little too conceited?"

The old man listened calmly to Calvin's words, and now, there were not many people who dared to speak to him like this. His prestige and strength made the criticism of others disappear without a trace.

"So you mean, I should agree to his request?" Dumbledore said in an inquiring tone.

Calvin waved his hand, "Don't ask me, I'm not the headmaster of Hogwarts. But if you're really worried about Lucius, you might as well agree to it. Keep suspects right under your nose, not outside. Haven't you always done that? ”

Dumbledore nodded.

After Calvin drank the last bit of tea in his cup, he changed his comfortable posture on the sofa:

"Professor Dumbledore, I just have something I want to ask you."

"Ask, I've always been aware."

"Voldemort, his purpose in attacking the Ministry of Magic was to get a crystal ball in the Prophecy Hall of the Department of Mysteries, do you know what is written in that crystal ball?"

"His goal is a crystal ball?"

"Yes, the latest confession from the Ministry of Magic." Calvin nodded.

Dumbledore's eyes suddenly deepened as he looked at Calvin, "That's a prophecy, a prophecy about Voldemort. ”

Suddenly, the door was slammed open, and a drunken man walked in.