Harry was nervous, he felt like a sausage hanging from a beam in the winter.

The cold wind was blowing, and he stood in the tunnel of the players, thinking about Snape, who was about to appear in front of him, as the referee.

When he walked out, he was greeted by a passionate cry from Gryffindor. He saw the old wizard standing on the podium, very conspicuous.

Dumbledore is here.

Harry ran excitedly, knowing that he was safe, and that Snape would never dare to do it in front of Dumbledore.

"Snape's face is so ugly, I really want to look at it a little longer." Ron laughed and put his arm around Kano and Neville's shoulders, and Carno heard Hermione let out a long sigh of relief.

"Oops!" Ron was poked in the back of the head, and he immediately turned his head to see that it was Malfoy and his two henchmen.

"I'm sorry, Weasley, I didn't see you."

Malfoy sat behind Crabbe and Goyle, and Kano glanced at them with pity.

"Neville, do you know what kind of person the most pitiful person is?"

Neville shook his head in confusion, and Kano snorted back.

"You'll understand in a moment."

When Snape awarded Hufflepuff a penalty for no reason, Malfoy's voice rang out from behind.

"How long do you think Potter can stay on his broom today? Bet, Weasley? ”

No one paid any attention to him, and Malfoy laughed as if he had won, and the two henchmen echoed with bellows-pulling laughter.

A few minutes later, Snape awarded Gryffindor a foul and Malfoy spoke again.

"Do you know how Gryffindor selects players? Who is the one who chooses whom. Potter had no father or mother, and Weasley had no money. Why didn't you join the team? Neville. Longbottom, you obviously don't have a brain. ”

Neville clenched his fists and turned away, Ron staring at Harry with a menace at Malfoy.

"Malfoy, how dare you say it again..."

Kano patted Neville to calm him down.

"Neville, the one who can't see the situation clearly is the most pitiful."

Kano raised his hands and shouted, "Students, let's cheer for Gryffindor and throw scarves!" ”

The hot-blooded Gryffindor immediately responded, and a golden and red scarf was thrown into the sky.

Carno held out his wand and tapped it on the seat, and the chairs of Malfoy, Crabbe, and Goyle suddenly grew.

The three of them were caught off guard and shouted in horror, but their figures and shouts were completely muffled by the tossed scarves and deafening cheers.

Kano briefly recited a few spells, and the half-empty scarf was blown together by the wind, wrapped tightly around the three of them, and wrapped into a roaring lion's head sculpture.

Ron and Hermione couldn't help but look up, and they could see three people wrapped like caterpillars wriggling in the lion's head.

"Kano, that's great." Neville said happily, "Malfoy's mouth stinks." ”

"It's okay if they're here to stir things up, haven't they noticed that it's basically all Gryffindor students here?"

Kano shook his head. He used up a lot of mana and sat down a little tired. Kano also deliberately left a vision for the three people in the sculpture, so that they could see the situation on the field while being restrained.

Free brain cure, I'm such a good person.

Kano was thinking about it when Harry on the field suddenly dived downward. Before Snape could take sides with Hufflepuff again, he saw Harry raise his arm high.

"Win! Harry has caught the Snitch! ”

Gryffindor was jubilant, and Professor McGonagall happily set off fireworks with her wand.

Perhaps, this year, I finally don't have to watch Snape swing around in front of her like a fetish every day with a Quidditch cup.

Dumbledore smiled at Harry, who confirmed it was a smile of relief.

Wood swooped down excitedly, rolled off his broom from a height above the ground, and rushed to Harry's side and lifted him up.

"We're leading the overall score! No one has ever ended a game so quickly, Harry, you've made history! ”

Harry held the Golden Snitch in his hand, and the twins hovered around him on broomsticks, whistling sharply.

"Let's congratulate Gryffindor! This year, Gryffindor is on the hunt! Jordan jumped onto the table on the interpreter table and waved his hands wildly, Professor McGonagall had no time to care about him.

Kano looked at the sea of gold and red in front of him with emotion, thinking about the football career that his hometown didn't know when and what month he could stand up.

Do you want to make some money in the future and go back to your hometown to build a team?

But it's too expensive to engage in the team, so let's create a white chicken brand and advertise each other, and you can get some blood back.

Shaking his head to stop thinking, Kano waved his wand, and the trio wrapped in the lion's head fell with a thud. Malfoy was crushed by two henchmen, howling out in a heart-rending manner.

"Did I hear it wrong, someone is shouting nose or something?"

Hermione seemed to hear something, and Neville shook his head firmly, "Nothing, let's go find Harry!" ”

An hour later, Harry left the locker room, ready to store his Light Wheel 2000 in the broomstick shed, before returning to the common room to enjoy the cheers of the crowd.

But at the door of the broomstick hut, he saw Snape sneaking out of the Forbidden Forest with his hood on.

That gait is so iconic that it always reminds people of bouncing spiders and stuff like that.

Harry got back on his broomstick and quietly followed. As he perched on the canopy of a beech tree, the sound of Snape and Quirrell talking could be heard below.

"No... I don't know why you chose to meet here, Severus..."

"You know, Quirrell. The Philosopher's Stone thing should not be known to students. Snape replied coldly, and he took a few steps forward, and Quirrell was forced to lean against the tree.

"You figured out how to get through that dog? It doesn't matter, I don't care about those little secrets of yours. ”

"I don't understand..."

"You know everything, Quirrell." Snape was still expressionless, "It won't be long before you think about who you're serving, and we'll talk again." ”

With that, he pulled up his hood and walked in the direction of the castle. Quirrell seemed to be paralyzed by fright, and didn't move for a long time.

Harry flew back to the castle with ease, and he pulled Ron and Hermione out of the crowd, found an empty classroom, and relayed everything he had heard to them.

"Our analysis is correct, it is indeed the Philosopher's Stone, and Snape really wants it." Harry was categorical.

"If Snape has already found a way to deal with the three-headed dog, why would he threaten Quirrell?" Ron asked.

"Perhaps, as an expert in the defense of the Dark Arts, Quirrell was also involved in the protection of the Philosopher's Stone?" Hermione guessed, "Maybe Snape is trying to figure out how to get these spells out of Quirrell's mouth." ”

"Then the Philosopher's Stone may soon be unkept."

Ron said this, and the three of them sighed and shook their heads at the thought of Quirrell's wincing look.

"By the way, where's Kano?" Harry remembered his earliest friend.

At this time, Kano was sitting in the principal's office with a teacup in his hand, looking at the pile of cockroaches in front of him.