Hogwarts: Nagini captured at the start

Chapter 56 Who is the Curse Caster?

"Robin, give me your broom handle, I'll pull you onto my broom," Wood said, flying over after noticing the situation.

Bang!

"Ouch, that hit my wrist and it hurts. Looks like Fred wasn't lying, there really is something wrong with the ball." George, who flew over to watch the commotion, complained after knocking away a black ball.

"Wood, it's useless. My broom flies around wildly whenever a stranger gets close. Besides, you're the goalkeeper!"

Luo Bin: Bro, the goalkeeper isn't guarding the iron ring, why are you running around like that?

"Harry and Higgs were chasing the golden ball so closely that everyone stopped to see who would catch it first."

Despite saying that, Wood still turned around and flew back to the Gryffindor rings.

George stayed behind to help Robin relieve the pressure of hitting the ball. He became more and more excited as he played, and at the end, he even let out a howl similar to a wolf.

In response, Luo Bin retorted, "Are you here to have fun or to protect me?"

Three minutes later, a scream came from the distant stands.

Snape's black robes were on, and Robin's flying broomsticks returned to normal. The two smoking black balls then whizzed towards attacking Jason and Puse.

"George, let's split up." With the danger gone, Robin straightened his back and said.

"Um, are you sure your broom won't break down again?"

George asked dejectedly, clearly not having had enough of the fixed-point ball-hitting game yet!

"Sure!"

As Luo Bin spoke, he used one hand to control the broom, turning it around and speeding towards the ball.

Bang!

He swung the wooden stick fiercely, saving Jason. The black ball shot up several meters high, slid in the air for a moment, and then crashed down on the figure in the green robe.

Boom!

Higgs was hit on the back of the head by the ball, and the intense pain caused him to lose his balance. He and his broom swayed from side to side high in the air.

Harry seized the opportunity, shook off Higgs, and chased after the golden streak, swooping down toward the ground.

Robin saw Harry lying on his chest, his hands tightly covering his mouth, his neck twitching as if he was about to vomit.

Ugh~

A golden ball with silver wings, covered in a transparent, stringy slime, rolled into Harry's palm.

He held the golden ball high and shouted excitedly: "The thief! I've caught the golden thief!"

The audience in the stands, except for the Slytherin students, all stood up, applauding and cheering. Lee Jordan excitedly announced, "Oh my god! First-year Harry Potter has eaten... oh no, caught the Golden Snitch! He's scored 150 points! I solemnly declare Gryffindor the winner with a score of 190:90! Oh ho!"

Ignoring Professor McGonagall's piercing gaze, Lee Jordan threw down his speech and ran to the stands to join the cheering crowd.

A wonderful Quidditch match began amidst cheers and ended with deafening applause.

"They cheated, they only played Slytherin, they cheated."

Flint was still yelling angrily as he was carried away on a stretcher, but it was no use at all.

After all, the roaming ball also hit Fred.

The Gryffindor team won, and captain Wood's mouth was practically stretched from ear to ear with a grin. He wanted to gather the players for a small celebration party, but found that two new players had already slipped away. After searching for them without success, he had to give up the idea of ​​having a party.

At this moment, Luo Bin and his group were gathered in a cabin in the hunting grounds, discussing the incident of the broom suddenly going out of control.

"It was Snape who did it, I saw it all. I read about evil curses in a book, and the eyes are the key to casting them. Snape's eyes were fixed on Robin's flying broom, his eyelids never closed, and his mouth was opening and closing as he chanted the spell," Hermione said angrily.

"He's really wicked. He cheated and ruined other people's chances just to get the Academy Cup!" Ron said, pouting.

"Nonsense, Hogwarts professors would never harm their students. Robin, what's your opinion?"

Hagrid gripped the long hair around Tooth's neck and asked.

Five pairs of bright, piercing eyes (including Ya Ya's) all turned to look at the black-haired, black-eyed boy.

Robin leisurely took a bite of the ferret sandwich, then his expression exploded. He never imagined that there could be such disgusting food in the world.

It was fishy and smelly, cloyingly salty and cloyingly sweet. Ugh, I really shouldn't have had even the slightest hope for Hagrid's cooking skills.

Robin forced himself to swallow the pill, then gulped down a large glass of water before saying quietly, "Hermione, does the book you were reading have any spells to break bad curses?"

"Yes, the key to breaking the curse is also the eyes. The eyes of the one who casts the curse must be fixed on the person or thing afflicted by the curse. Wait, you mean Snape is casting a curse on your broom?" Hermione asked, her eyes wide open.

"Robin, but as soon as Snape's robes caught fire, your broom returned to normal, and even the Blink Dagger stopped chasing you." Clearly, Ron still believed that Snape was casting a curse.

"Hermione, tell me in detail what you did in the teachers' stand, don't leave out any details."

"good!"

Hermione looked up at the ceiling and recalled, "I hugged the back of the chair, walked around most of the field, and got to the teachers' stand."

"I was walking along the narrow aisle when I accidentally bumped into Professor Quirrell, causing him to fall headfirst into the seat in front of him. I was in such a hurry that I didn't even apologize before I kept walking."

I crouched down behind Snape, took out my wooden wand, and murmured the incantation.

"A small, bright blue flame shot out from the tip of the wand, igniting the hem of Snape's robes, and then I hurriedly left the teachers' stand."

After saying that, Hermione lowered her head and looked at Robin with a blank expression. "The opposite professor was the one who wrote me the clue. This means that you know the person who cursed your broom is right there in the teachers' stands."

"Cool! You were able to analyze the source of the curse even with the broom shaking like that. If it were me, I would definitely fall off the broom after just two or three shakes."

"Quirk, Robin, is that Professor Quirrell?"

Harry, who had been silent since entering the room, suddenly unleashed a bombshell when he spoke.

"I felt two strange forces surging from the teachers' stands toward my flying broom."

One side wanted the broom to shake more violently, while the other wanted it to calm down.

"I saw Hermione looking at me through binoculars from afar, and I quickly wrote down the clue 'oppote professor'."

"Just now, Hermione said she bumped into Quirrell and burned the hem of Snape's robe. Clearly, they are the source of those two strange forces, but I don't know who is casting the curse and who is casting the counter-curse."

Robin had read the original story and knew that Quirrell was the one who cast the evil curse, but he had no evidence. He could only guide the main characters to think about who the real villain was.

"It's really a tough choice. Quirrell and Snape are both quite knowledgeable about dark magic," Hermione said, frowning.

"It's not hard to choose. Quirrell mentioned breaking the curse in Defense Against the Dark Arts class. This time, I'm on Quirrell's side. He's the good guy."

Ron sipped his fruit tea and gave Quirrell a "good guy" card.

(End of this chapter)