"It's nonsense, Snape and Quirrell are both professors appointed by Mr. Dumbledore, how could they do such a thing."

After the match, Harry and his friends went to Hagrid's Cottage to celebrate Gryffindor's victory over arch-rival Slytherin in the morning's match. In the cabin, Ron tells Hagrid and Harry about Love's and Hermione's discovery, and that's what just happened.

Hagrid blew his nose loudly.

"Don't think nonsense, the professors at Hogwarts won't harm their students, do you want some tea?" He prepared a pot of strong tea and a bunch of snacks for the children.

Hallimo rubbed his chin and decided to tell Hagrid and his friends what he had discovered.

"I must tell you a secret I discovered earlier, Snape's secret." Harry held a teacup the size of a rice bowl and slowly spoke out what had happened to him.

"The day before a Quidditch match, Snape made an excuse to confiscate the book I had borrowed from Love—the Quidditch Origins"

Love's eyes widened: that's the book I borrowed from the library! After being confiscated by Snape, how am I going to face Mrs. Pince?!

Harry turned his head in disgust, avoiding his friend's gaze, and he didn't know how to explain it to the library.

He coughed dryly twice, indicating that he had also tried to ask Snape for the book, and it was in the process that he discovered Snape's secret.

"He's trying to get through Lou Wei and get what Lu Wei guards! He was also bitten by Louwe for this, and I saw him begging Filch for medicine! I'll bet with my broomstick that he let the troll in, so he fished in troubled waters—"

"Why did you know Lowe?" Hagrid nearly choked on the tea when he heard the name from Harry's mouth.

"Snape knows you know his secret? I mean—" Ron was saying a tongue twister, but Harry understood what he meant.

"Yes, he noticed that I was eavesdropping outside the door, and although I heard a word or two, he seemed to think I had heard everything. I wanted to tell you about it, but when I went back to the lounge, you all went back to bed, and it was really inconvenient to talk about it in the dormitory, and the next day it was a game, so I forgot about it. ”

"And then the Bludger got out of control during the game?" Ron felt that he had discovered the truth: Harry had inadvertently broken Snape's secret, and Snape planned to kill him in a Quidditch match.

At this moment, Ron felt as if he had seen the sun through the clouds, and his mouth suddenly opened, but there was still a small question: "Why do you want to do something on Bludger?" This is too obvious, if you make a fuss with a broomstick, will things be much more hidden? ”

It's better to throw a rider out of the sky when a broomstick malfunctions than if a Bludger gets out of control and kills someone, right?

"Because Snape knew that Love would absorb the shock curse, he had caught Neville falling from the sky before, Harry was thinner than Neville, and there was no reason why he could catch Neville and not Harry, so he had to use a Bludger, and at the speed of a Bludger, hitting the back of the head was fatal." Hermione gave the answer, her little face turning pale with anger, and the events of the morning had completely changed her opinion of Snape.

"I see." Harry understood everything.

The truth is revealed: Snape tries to obtain the treasure guarded by Louwe, so he lures a giant monster into the castle on Halloween to fish in troubled waters, only to underestimate his strength and be bitten by him. This kind of injury must not be hidden from the school doctor, Madam Pomfrey, so he can only get some medicine from Filch, who doesn't know anything, but is bumped into by Harry. In an attempt to kill Harry, Snape cast a curse on Bludger at Quidditch the following day.

Harry, Ron, and Hermione were convinced of the logical chain, and only Love frowned.

"Speaking of which, Hagrid, what were you talking about?" After Harry and his friends had discussed Snape's secret, he remembered what Hagrid seemed to have said.

"Nothing." Hagrid hugged the teapot and said angrily.

"You think you know the big dog with three heads?"

"I don't know."

"Hagrid, has anyone ever told you that you're not good at lying?"

Hagrid covered his face with his big fan, and forced him to tell the truth: "Yes, I bought it from a Greek guy before, and I lent it to Dumbledore to guard—"

"Guarding what?" Harry held his breath and was extremely excited, knowing that he was not far from the truth now.

"This is Secret No. 1, don't ask again!"

"But Snape is playing with it!"

"Snape is already preparing to kill Harry's mouth!"

Harry and Hermione chattered.

"You're mistaken!" Hagrid was so annoyed by the children's questioning that he pounded on the table angrily, "I don't know why Bludger behaved the way he did, Snape was a rotten man, but he could never go against Professor Dumbledore's will, and he would never kill a student!" Now, all three of you listen to me, you're meddling in something that has nothing to do with you, and it's dangerous! Forget the big dog, forget what it's guarding for, it's between Professor Dumbledore and Nicol Lemay—"

"So there's a guy named Nicol Lemay involved?" Harry had captured the most information.

Hagrid slammed the table, he was angry with himself.

He proved it with facts that if you want to keep a secret, it's better not to let Hagrid know what the secret is.

After coming up with new information, Harry accepted it and did not continue to delve into the topic. After a meal in Hagrid's hut, the group left happily.

Hagrid's potato stew has a unique flavor, and the domestic free-range chicken is much more delicious than the white-feathered chicken that grew up on feed. Compared to the dishes served in the cafeteria, Hagrid's cuisine is more rugged and direct. What's more, under the soak of the stew soup, his scones are not so hard.

"So who is Nicol Lemay? It's a name that sounds familiar to me. After dinner, on the way back to school, Harry digested the chicken in his stomach while analyzing the situation with his peers.

"I think I've seen that name somewhere." Hermione also had a slight impression of Nicol Lemay, and she noticed that Love seemed to be thinking something, so she turned to him and asked, "Love, what are you thinking?" Do you know Nicol Lemay? ”

"Yes, but it doesn't matter, I'm thinking that Snape, a Potions Master, why would he ask Filch for a wound potion?"

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