Hogwarts: Starting as a Serpent Demon

Witt disposed of a batch of useless junk, while Lawrence felt he had befriended a future potion-making genius. The quality of the boil-healing potion that Witt concocted was something that most adult wizards couldn't replicate.

Although this deal isn't profitable right now, once we build a closer relationship, there will be plenty of opportunities to make money later.

"It's a pity that first-year students can't go out," Lawrence said regretfully. "Otherwise, it would be very pleasant to have a butterbeer right now."

"Actually, the pumpkin juice in the cafeteria is pretty good too."

Witt invited, "How about we go out for a meal together?"

"No," Lawrence shook his head and said, "I have to send this batch of medicine back."

"Okay, see you next time."

Witt bid farewell to Lawrence, left the common room, and headed to the Great Hall for dinner.

Before they even reached the Great Hall, Witt heard a strange rumor: Harry was going to use connections to join the Quidditch team.

Who did this...?

Nice job.

Chapter 31 Rumors Stop with Cats

"Harry, did you really join the Gryffindor Quidditch team?" Ron asked Harry curiously, munching on a chicken leg.

He didn't think there was anything wrong with Harry joining Quidditch; on the contrary, he was quite envious.

Harry didn't have the same appetite as Ron at the moment; all he could think about was how Draco knew.

McGonagall came to see him this morning, hoping he could join the Gryffindor Quidditch team, and by the afternoon, rumors about him getting in through connections were everywhere.

That wretched Draco! How did he even know about this? Professor McGonagall found him in his Gryffindor dorm room.

Harry had solemnly promised that he would keep the matter strictly confidential before the match.

Now......

Keep it a secret? What secret? Even the cats at Hogwarts are spreading rumors that he's going to join Quidditch. What kind of secret is that?

Harry is now very worried that McGonagall might kick him out of the Quidditch team because of this.

Draco, that bastard.

Harry's loathing for Draco reached its peak.

He was one level above Snape.

Meanwhile, Witt wasn't in a good mood either.

That biased old bee couldn't wait a moment longer and opened a back door for Harry so quickly.

At the Slytherin table, Witt secretly observed Harry while eating, gaining a great deal of information from Harry's expressions.

Harry is a rather impulsive person, and his emotions are always written on his face.

If McGonagall hadn't approached Harry and hadn't invited him to join Quidditch, Harry definitely wouldn't have had this expression when faced with the rumors.

Harry panicked because it was true.

Although Harry was certain he hadn't pulled any strings, the power of gossip was immense. Even adults couldn't withstand the pressure of rumors, so how could Harry possibly?

If the rumors are allowed to fester, the overwhelming pressure will soon overwhelm Harry.

But this is not possible.

McGonagall will block all this pressure, preventing it from reaching Harry.

Dumbledore is really too fast.

Rumors can be very effective if they spread before Harry joins the Quidditch team, but their effectiveness is greatly reduced once Harry has already joined.

Dumbledore certainly wouldn't directly tell McGonagall to let Harry join the Quidditch team.

This method is too rudimentary; how could Dumbledore be so incompetent?

He must have subtly influenced McGonagall to make the decision herself and to invite Harry to join Quidditch.

McGonagall knew perfectly well that Harry hadn't gotten in through connections, so she naturally wouldn't allow Harry to be wronged for no reason.

A few rumors that never materialized, and McGonagall's decades of teaching experience and prestige—need I say more?

In the end, perhaps only Draco would still complain a few times, unwilling to give up.

If Harry had waited just one or two more days, it would have been much harder for him to join the Quidditch team. Wouldn't it have been better to wait until his second year?

As long as I get the gold achievement, I'm willing to give the purple achievement, Witt, to Harry.

After taking a big bite of his steak, Witt began to ponder.

Since we can't stop Harry, we have to maximize the benefits of this rumor.

Hmm... I've got it.

After finishing his meal, Witte did not leave the auditorium as usual, but quietly savored his dessert, waiting for the right moment.

Given Professor McGonagall's personality, she wouldn't let this matter drag on until tomorrow.

Half an hour later, as expected, McGonagall arrived at the Great Hall and publicly supported Harry.

With McGonagall's guarantee, Gryffindor and Hufflepuff believed it instantly, and Ravenclaw, after some thought, also believed that Harry hadn't pulled any strings.

Only the Slytherins remained somewhat suspicious, especially Draco. If he weren't so timid, he would have almost publicly accused McGonagall of favoritism.

Amidst such public outrage, Witt stood up and walked over to Harry.

"Congratulations, Harry."

Witt said sincerely, "I believe you joined Quidditch on your own merit."

Harry never expected that Witt would support him; he thought Witt was there to mock him, and his affection for Witt instantly soared.

"Thank you," Harry said quietly.

“No, I should be thanking you,” Witt said generously. “Actually, I also want to join the Slytherin Quidditch team, but unfortunately, the Slytherin Quidditch team is not short of players, and Hogwarts has not had a precedent of letting a first-year student join for a long time.”

"Originally I had no chance at all, but now that I have you, I think I might be able to give it a shot."

"Keep it up! Hopefully, our next match will be on the Quidditch pitch."

Witt's words were so eloquent and beautiful that not only Harry, but even McGonagall looked at him with tenderness.

While some in Slytherin were dissatisfied, they did not show it.

Only Draco stared wide-eyed, feeling betrayed.

No, he has to talk to Witt about how to support that guy Harry Pott, which is treason against the Red Tower.

In the Slytherin common room, Witt was cornered against the wall by Draco and Goyle.

"Vitt, you've disappointed me so much. How could you speak well of Potter?" Draco said, his face full of heartache.

“When have I ever spoken up for Harry?” Witt calmly retorted. “I’ve always been speaking up for us.”

"You're still trying to argue."

Draco said angrily, "I heard you say with my own ears that Harry joined Quidditch on merit. What else is this but helping him?"

"I think Lucius would be very disappointed if he knew you had this idea."

Witt looked at Draco sympathetically and explained, "Professor McGonagall has already stood up for Harry. No matter how unwilling you are, Harry cannot be kicked out of the Quidditch team."

"Why not take this opportunity to benefit yourself?"

“The hardest thing is to start something from scratch. Harry has set a precedent and was able to join Quidditch in his first year, so can we join Quidditch in our first year too?”

“I admit that he passed the Quidditch test through his own ability, not to praise him, but for our own sake.”

“I remember your father is a member of the school board,” Witt whispered, leaning closer. “With a little maneuvering, Harry can join the Quidditch team based on his ability, and you can join the Quidditch team based on your ‘ability’ too.”

“I was helping you, and you’re accusing me of betrayal!” Witt clutched his chest, turning around and angrily rebuking Draco.

Draco apologized to Witt almost instinctively.

"I'm sorry, I misunderstood you."

“It’s alright,” Vittor said generously. “We’re friends, after all.”

Draco arrived at the perfect time. Witt praised Harry, saying that he was indeed trying to join Quidditch, hoping Snape would give him a chance to join Quidditch through his own abilities.

Did Snape want Harry to participate in Quidditch and win the championship? He certainly didn't, as it would remind him of some bad memories.

But Snape also knew that James was indeed very talented in Quidditch.

If Harry had inherited this talent, the current Seeker in Slytherin might not have been able to win.

Witt wanted to use this opportunity to let Snape see him, to see him as a Slytherin who could surpass Harry in talent.

That's why Witt ran over and formally declared war on Harry.

He believed that Snape must have had such a dream, and he also believed that Snape's hatred for Harry was definitely greater than his own.

This would give Witt a chance.

The opportunity to join a Quidditch team based on one's own abilities.

Does Draco have that ability? Witt thinks he has another kind of ability.

broom.

Since Lucius was willing to sponsor a batch of Nimbus 2001s in his second year, he might also be willing to sponsor a batch of Nimbus 2000s in his first year.

If it works out, Witt will save a lot of money; if it doesn't, he won't lose anything in just a few words.

It's unbelievable that Quidditch, a competitive sport, would allow tools to have generational differences. Witt really doesn't want to talk about it.

Chapter 32 Why don't you dare to argue with Dumbledore?

Draco, of course, couldn't see through Witte's scheme. He was overjoyed and shouted loudly.

“Victor, you are truly my best friend.”

“I’m going to write to my dad right now. If Poot can join Quidditch, I can too.”

After saying a few words to Draco, Witt stood in the corner and turned his gaze to his feet.