Chapter 49: The Game Begins

Quirrell knelt on the bed, shivering, this time literally crying out of fear. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Master, you know, that sentence is not what I want to say at all this afternoon. Quirrell said fearfully.

He felt his master's breath and hated Harry to death.

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"Shut up!" a hoarse voice suddenly sounded.

"Quirrell. ”

"Yes, master. Quirrell said humbly.

"I've given you too many chances, but you haven't done anything for me. The hoarse voice was eeriely loud in this room where there was only one person.

Quirrell was terrified in his heart, and his body trembled: "Master, it's not that I don't want to complete your task. ”

"It's very difficult to steal the Philosopher's Stone at Gringotts or at Hogwarts, I can't succeed if I don't find a chance, Snape and Dumbledore are always staring at me. ”

Voldemort said, "Since the Philosopher's Stone can't be reached for the time being, let's get me some unicorn blood first." ”

Quirrell shuddered, "But master, the unicorn's blood is cursed?"

"Is there a better way?" said Voldemort angrily.

"I understand the master. ”

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The conversation faded into the darkness.

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It's a real winter, and after November, the weather gets even colder. The mountains surrounding the school were gray and covered with frost, and the surface of the lake was cold and hard like quenched steel. Every morning, there is frost on the ground. From the upstairs window, Hagrid can be seen wrapped in a long moleskin coat, wearing rabbit fur gloves and huge beaver fur boots, defrosting his broomsticks on the Quidditch pitch.

In this cold weather, Harry had to continue his Quidditch training.

It's really a chore.

Thankfully, after Harry's many requests to Professor McGonagall, Professor McGonagall agreed to a condition.

He is allowed to ride a broomstick over Hogwarts School during non-school hours.

After learning of Harry's special treatment, Wood and the others were extremely envious.

So they unanimously asked Professor McGonagall to get the same treatment as Harry.

As a result, everyone was reprimanded by Professor McGonagall and punished for cleaning the trophy room 10 times.

No magic ......

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After a few days, fewer people were discussing the Halloween troll event, after all, there was no eternal topic.

But the atmosphere is getting higher and higher, because the Quidditch match is about to begin.

The only bad thing was that Quirrell was discharged from the hospital, and everyone had to endure the disgusting smell in the classroom anymore.

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A new day.

Quidditch is here.

The weather was cold and dry.

Harry sat in the dining room, spreading the sauce on the tantalizing aromatic sausages, forked with a fork, and listened to the people in the restaurant talk about a common topic as he ate.

There are quite a few people fighting over who will win today, and it seems that Slytherin's voice is relatively high.

Hermione ate the bread slathered in strawberry jam and said curiously, "Aren't you nervous at all?"

Harry took a sip of the juice and said nonchalantly, "What am I so nervous about?"

Hermione said, "You're playing Quidditch for the first time, and you're a Seeker, what if you lose?"

Harry laughed, "Merlin said that you can only be nervous if you care." I just think of it as a fun game, I don't care what the outcome is, of course, it's best to win. ”

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At 11 a.m., all the teachers and students of the school arrived in the stands at the Quidditch pitch.

They sat neatly in their seats.

Backstage in the locker room, Wood is mobilizing for the game.

Harry felt that what he was saying was: "Comrades, the situation is dangerous, our enemies are strong, but we are not afraid, because as long as we are all ......."

Wood said to Harry, "Harry, are you nervous?"

Harry smiled and shook his head.

"Very good, you know, when I first came out, I couldn't stand on my legs," Wood said. ”

Everyone laughed.

The pre-match tension was diluted a bit.

"Let's go, let's get in. ”

Everyone wore dazzling red uniforms and went out with broomsticks in hand. As soon as he came out of the dark background, the bright light pierced people's eyes and subconsciously closed. Then Harry heard a deafening cheer.

Harry opened his eyes, it was a venue similar to the Colosseum, but the ground on which Harry was stepping was twenty meters from the stepped seats, which was the biggest difference from the Colosseum.

The venue is circular, because the distance is too far, and the figures in the high places can only be seen approximately.

Harry could only tell where the house was located.

That's why a lot of students have binoculars in their hands, and when they start fighting for the Golden Snitch after the start of the game, they'll only fly farther, and if they don't have the binoculars, they won't be able to see the excitement of the competition.

Harry looked at the location of Gryffindor House and saw a large banner with a row of students holding it, swaying from side to side. It reads: "Harry Potter wins!"

This is the cry of Gryffindor, and as the best of them all, of course everyone should cheer him on.

Although Harry didn't care about the game, his heart boiled when he saw more than seven hundred people cheering together.

Harry understands why so many people like to stand on the stage, whether they are singers or actors, they love to be stars, they like to smile in the light of countless flashes.

Because, this feeling is very intoxicating.

Malfoy looked through the binoculars at Harry's "smug" smile, his nose crooked.

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Jordan, the match commentator, said: "The next thing we saw was the Slytherin team, and look, they were still wearing the same green outfit, and I remember giving them advice last year that I wanted them to change the colour of their clothes. ”

Professor McGonagall said, "Jordan!"

"I'm sorry, Professor, I just can't help myself. ”

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The two sides stood together and stepped on the broomsticks.

Mrs. Hodge stood in the center, and she said solemnly: "In this game, I hope to be fair and impartial, and there will be no fouls." ”

She looked at the Slytherin captain like she had a warning.

Marcus Pi didn't smile, he gave the Gryffindor players a defiant look, and when he saw Harry, the mockery was even worse.

"When you fall off your broomstick, don't be scared to pee your pants, kid. Marcus laughed.

Wood: Their faces are ugly.

"Shut up, Marcus. George said angrily.

Harry just smiled.

Interesting, isn't it?

However, it also shows that the rules of Quidditch are too lax, and if it were in the Muggle world, this kind of behavior would have been

A yellow card warning could have been given, but here, there is no definitive statute for all aspects of the provisions.

So Mrs. Hodge could only stop him with her eyes.

Then, in order to prevent the two sides from clashing, Mrs. Huo Qi did not give them a chance to speak, she took out the silver whistle, blew hard, and threw the ghost flying ball in her hand upwards vigorously.

The player kicked the ground at the same time and rushed to the sky.

The students raised their arms and shouted loudly.

The shouts flooded the arena with shouts.

The race has begun.

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Luobei: It's been the fourth day since the incident between Wang Baoqiang and Ma Rong.

has been being swiped, there is wood?

The more I watched the news, the more sad I became.

As far as the current news is concerned, it is not worth it for Wang Baoqiang.

A simple rural person, maybe he doesn't have the concept of divorce in his heart.

However, reality gave him a slap in the face.

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