Hogwarts: What bad intentions could the little badger have?

"I seem to have just arrived and don't know anything yet. Why am I being driven away too?"

"Ahem, there's nothing I can do. You're my friend, so people assume you're one of my friends."

Blake took off his sunglasses and wiped them absentmindedly.

"Bah! Who's with you!" Hermione cursed with a red face.

"By the way...what on earth are you doing?"

"Fortune telling! I have some unique knowledge of face reading and palm reading."

Blake boasted without blushing or beating his heart.

In fact, most fortune-telling scammers know something about psychology.

I can see something in the guests.

Then others think that what he said is very accurate.

And Blake...

This guy is now proficient in Legilimency.

What more psychology is needed?

I can see through your underwear at a glance!

Isn't that what you mean?

He simply tried it on a few people and everyone around him was "shocked".

Therefore, just now he was actually using the gimmick of "fortune-telling" to earn treasure chests.

"Fortune telling? You're a wizard, how can you tell fortunes?" Hermione angrily threw her schoolbag at Black.

"Honestly, do you just want to trick Harry so that he can't play and make us Gryffindor lose?"

"I saw everything just now. If Wood hadn't pulled Harry back, Harry would have been fooled by you!"

Blake touched his nose and said, "It's not a lie... You'll know in a moment."

"Besides, what good will it do me if you Gryffindors lose?"

"Hmph... who knows if you're just trying to please someone." Hermione turned her head away and didn't look at him.

"Someone?" Blake touched his nose again. "Ha, come to think of it...why didn't I see Cassandra today?"

"Because this is the Gryffindor stand. How could she, who is from our sworn enemy house, come here?"

"Then I..."

"You're from Hufflepuff, and Hufflepuff and Gryffindor don't have a bad relationship. In fact, Hufflepuff doesn't have a bad relationship with any of the houses."

"Oh... does that mean I can actually sneak over to the Slytherin stands to watch the game? With Cassandra or something..."

"You! Humph! Go ahead if you want! What does it have to do with me? What did you tell me?! I can't control it!"

Hermione turned her head away again.

"Really?"

"..."

"Can I really go to Slytherin?"

"..."

"Ha! Then I'm really leaving!"

"roll!"

"Ding! Angry emotion detected!"

"Ding! Congratulations to the host for obtaining a silver treasure chest!"

……

Eleven o'clock in the morning.

The Quidditch stadium was already full of spectators.

In fact, the stadium couldn't be filled with Hogwarts students alone.

However, Quidditch matches at Hogwarts are basically open to the public.

People nearby can come and watch the game.

For example, the residents of Hogsmeade village.

Therefore, there seem to be a lot of people.

"beep!"

The game officially begins.

Players from both sides quickly took off.

Blake risked getting beaten.

He casually took the telescope hanging on Hermione's chest and looked at Harry.

Sure enough, a Bludger quickly flew towards Harry!

Under Blake's true eyes, he could clearly see that the Bludger was attached with a strange magic.

Blake guessed that it must be the magic of the house-elves.

As for why he would steal Hermione's telescope when he already has the Eye of Truth?

"Snapped!"

Black was slapped hard on the shoulder by Hermione again.

"You're so annoying! Can't you just buy yourself a telescope?"

"No... yours smells better!"

"Get out of here!"

"Ding! Embarrassment detected!"

"Ding! Congratulations to the host for obtaining a silver treasure chest!"

Here is the answer…

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At this time, Lee Jordan's commentary also began.

"Ah! Something seems to be wrong with that Bludger!"

"He kept chasing Harry and throwing things at him!"

"Merlin's briefs!"

"Brothers Fred and George both protected Harry, but they couldn't knock that stubborn Bludger away!"

"Oops! Because Fred and George were protecting Harry, the Slytherin Chaser didn't feel any threat and scored six goals in a row!"

"The score now is sixty to zero! Slytherin is currently in the lead!"

"Oh! Wood is complaining! Fred and George look angry too!"

"The game is temporarily suspended! Are you going to launch an investigation?"

"But if we ask for an investigation, this match will be equivalent to Gryffindor giving up the game, and Gryffindor will lose today!"

"Oh! What did I see? Harry demands to continue the game and tells Fred and George to leave him alone!"

……

Hermione grabbed her telescope back.

Blake had to temporarily put aside his desire to get treasure chests from Hermione.

Then he continued to observe the environment on the Quidditch field with his real eyes.

He wondered where Dobby was controlling the Bludger remotely.

Soon, Blake found his target...

"Oh! Oh my God! Harry caught the Snitch!"

"but……"

"Oh, the Galloping Gorgon! Harry's arm is broken!"

at this time.

Harry was lying on the ground.

He raised the Golden Snitch in his hand with difficulty.

Just now, when Malfoy was laughing at him.

He didn't notice at all that the Golden Snitch was right next to his head.

Therefore, Harry accelerated forward even if he was hit on the right hand by the Bludger.

.... ..... 0

Finally, he managed to catch the Snitch before Malfoy discovered it.

But... his hand was broken by the Bludger...

Listening to the huge cheers from the audience around me.

Harry remembered what Black had said.

"Ah...it really is a bloody disaster."

Harry endured the severe pain and looked at his right arm which was bent at a strange angle.

"As expected, an injury of this degree, if not treated properly, will indeed lead to disability... But fortunately, Madam Pomfrey should be able to help me..."

"By the way...how did Blake say he was going to break it?"

"Stay away from Lockhart? Why?"

Before Harry could figure out why, he passed out from the pain.

However, he soon regained consciousness.

Then, he saw a row of gleaming teeth...

Harry perked up instantly.

Who else in Hogwarts could have such shiny teeth except Lockhart?

"No! Don't come over!"

Thinking of Black's words, Harry tensed up and turned into the Roaring Emperor.

"Aha! I don't know what he's talking about!" Lockhart said loudly to the Gryffindor students gathered around.

"Don't worry, Harry, I'm just about to heal your arm." Lockhart drew his wand.

"No... don't come over..." Harry looked at Lockhart in horror, "Just leave it like this, please, don't help me with the treatment!"

"Lie down, Harry!" Lockhart comforted him, "It's just a simple spell. I've used it countless times!"

"I want to go to the school hospital... I don't want you... Ah! Why did I forget to bring my wand!"

Harry turned over painfully and began to crawl out.

Blake had said that we had to get away from Lockhart even if we had to crawl.

But... it's too late...

"Everybody stand back!" said Lockhart, waving his wand...

"Don't...don't..."

next second.

A strange, very uncomfortable feeling shot like lightning from Harry's shoulder to his fingertips.