Hogwart’s Certain Professor Of Magic

At ten o'clock in the morning, the Quiddich stadium was full of people.

Felix walked into the bustling stadium and stepped onto the audience platform closest to him. Suddenly, there was a burst of cheers on the field. A blurry shadow wearing a bright red robe shot the quaffle into the goal.

The commentator Lee Jordan said: "Nice goal! Gryffindor moved back to one game. The Slytherin team is currently leading the score, sixty to thirty. Their super broomstick has played a huge role."

"I have to praise Wood, if it weren't for him, Gryffindor's is even more disparity than branch!"

Felix's eyes kept sweeping the audience on the other high platforms, and soon he was smearing green On the patterned Slytherin seat, I saw a platinum blonde middle-aged man, Lucius Malfoy.

Beside him stood a terrified and over-cautious house elf.

Lucius’ gaze is firmly fixed on his son Draco Malfoy. At this moment, he and Harry are entangled with each other. With a better speed, he stopped in midair like a showy and turned his head. Said: "Your reaction is a little slow, scared?"

Harry sighed, he verbally ignored Draco, his eyes kept patrolling, whether it was the Easter holiday or the last week, as long as there was some time, Wood would call them crazy for training.

"We are in the Peak of history!" Wood encouraged the players before the game.

Harry also agrees with this. This is the closest they have been to the championship. He rose higher and higher, suddenly turning, turning suddenly, turning sharply down, turning up, turning around and walking again. A "Zigzag" route.

Draco followed him closely, but he had no time to provoke Harry.

The fierce chase lasted for two or three minutes. In the end, even Harry was a little dizzy and had to stop.

Soon, Slytherin scored another goal.

Harry couldn't help but get a little anxious. According to the three tactics that Wood formulated before the game, the ideal situation is that he can catch the golden snitch as soon as possible without giving Slytherin a chance to expand the grand competition.

And Slytherin's strategy is the opposite. They keep delaying time. As long as the game lasts for two or three hours, when the physical strength drops to a low point, it is time for them to dominate the battlefield with the advantage of the broomstick.

This is also the reason Draco kept harassing Harry.

On the high platform, Felix read the game calmly. Under the action of the acceleration of thinking and the super-sensing spell, his state is extremely sensitive. The changes brought by a trace of wind or a cloud on the stadium can be Received by him.

The original vague shadow became clear, and he could even see the flashing expression on the team member's face.

Fourteen people on the field were included in the calculation. Felix tried to predict their trajectory.

It's like a high-quality duel.

This made him feel the charm of Quiddich for the first time, although his reasons are different from others.

"Sure enough, one can't be too stubborn." Felix thought.

When the score was fixed at 110:60, a vague golden shadow was drawn across the corner of Harry's eye. At the same time, Felix's gaze was fixed on this small silhouette.

Harry made a look. He deliberately moved towards and flew in the opposite direction. Draco unsurprisingly followed. When he was about to look back and laugh at Potter again, he found that Harry had disappeared from sight. Inside.

"He's under the high platform!" A Slytherin player yelled at him.

Lee Jordan also noticed this scene: "Look! Harry cheated Malfoy over, he was chasing a golden snitch! We can't see it, Harry must be in the wooden frame!"

The stadium fell silent, and everyone held their breath.

Even the players on both sides stopped in the air, waiting for the result.

Wood guarding the goal yelled angrily: "Don't stop, Angelina, Katie, keep on attacking!"

However, it has just passed more than ten seconds and has not waited for them to organize. Starting the next offensive, Harry grabbed the golden snitch and rushed out, circling the stadium continuously to welcome the cheers of the audience.

"Wonderful scene! Harry caught the snitch, and the game is over! Gryffindor won and the final score was 110:210!"

Lucius Malfoy stood up and raised his face blankly After raising his head, he kicked Dobby away and walked off the platform.

Waiting for a moment, Felix also stood up, surrounded by a distance. Lucius stopped on the edge of the stadium, waiting for Draco to appear. The young wizard in small groups walked out of the stadium and discussed it enthusiastically. Games.

Felix points the wand on his body, and the blue robe fades a little bit until it fuse together with the environment.

He passed by Lucius.

When Harry walked out of the stadium surrounded by Gryffindor, he caught a glimpse of Lucius teaching Draco with his head down.

This makes him feel more happy. Although there are still a few games, he believes that Gryffindor will eventually win the Quiddich Cup.

Walking out a distance, Harry suddenly found the house elf next to Lucius.

His eyes widened instantly, "It's Dobby!"

Is he the house elf of Malfoy? !

Harry stared at Dobby in disbelief, and Dobby also noticed his gaze, staring at the tennis ball, and he waved his hand to Harry.

But Lucius had already rebukeed his son and left in strides, and the elf followed behind him, before finally disappearing, he showed a pitiful expression at Harry.

……

In the evening, the auditorium.

"What are you talking about! Dobby belongs to Malfoy?" Ron looked at Harry with a look of surprise, the chicken legs hanging in the air.

"Hush! Be quiet," Harry looked all around and saw that no one was paying attention. He whispered to Ron and Hermione, "I saw it with my own eyes, right when I came out of the stadium."

Hermione spoke cautiously: "Harry, what do you think? Is it Malfoy's conspiracy or Dobby's actions alone?"

Harry can't be sure, he can feel To Dobby's respect for him, but can not ignore the tradition of house elf for a long time.

Coming out of the auditorium, they walked in the garden, discussing vigorously.

"I think Dobby can be trusted, Harry." Hermione analyzed: "The danger he refers to is the Chamber of Secrets, which we discussed. If everything is Malfoy's conspiracy, he doesn't need to superfluous."

Harry also tends to say this, Ron's view is more neutral: "Although what you said is reasonable, I have never heard of house elf's violation of the owner's order."

In the magic text tutorial that night, Hermione asked a question: "Will the house elf violate the master's order?"

Professor Haip's answer was meaningful, "generally speaking, no." But deeds cannot restrain free will."