Harry Potter Reborn

Chapter 49 The game begins

Quirrell knelt on the bed, shivering, and this time he really cried out of fear.

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

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

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"Shut up!" A hoarse voice suddenly sounded.

"Quirrell."

"Yes, Master." Quirrell said humbly.

"I have given you too many opportunities, but you have never succeeded in doing anything for me." The hoarse voice sounded strangely in the room where there was only one person.

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

"Whether it's going to Gringotts to steal the Philosopher's Stone or stealing the Philosopher's Stone at Hogwarts, it's very difficult. If I don't find a chance, I won't be able to succeed. Snape and Dumbledore are always staring at me."

Voldemort said: "Since the Sorcerer's Stone cannot be obtained for the time being, get me some unicorn blood first."

Quirrell shuddered: "But master, the blood of unicorns is cursed?"

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

"I understand Master."

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The conversation disappeared into darkness.

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It has entered the real cold winter. After November, the weather becomes even colder. The mountains around the school are gray and covered with frost, and the lake surface is as cold and hard as quenched steel. Every morning, there is frost on the ground. From the building

Through the upper window Hagrid could be seen, wrapped in a long moleskin coat, wearing rabbit fur gloves and huge beaver fur boots, defrosting a broomstick on the Quidditch pitch.

In this cold weather, Harry will continue his Quidditch training.

It's really a chore.

Fortunately, after Harry's many requests from Professor McGonagall, Professor McGonagall agreed to one condition.

He is allowed to ride his broomstick above Hogwarts School during non-school hours.

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

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

But the result was that everyone was scolded by Professor McGonagall with a livid face and punished by cleaning the trophy room 10 times.

No magic allowed...

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A few days later, fewer people discussed the Halloween troll incident. After all, there is no eternal topic.

But the atmosphere became even more intense because the Quidditch match was about to begin.

The only bad thing is that Quirrell has been discharged from the hospital, and everyone has to endure the disgusting smell in the classroom again.

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a new day.

The Quidditch match has arrived.

The weather is cold and dry.

Harry sat in the restaurant, smearing sauce on the grilled sausage that exuded an alluring aroma, and picked it up with a fork. While eating, he listened to the people in the restaurant talking about a common topic.

Many people are blushing and arguing over who will win today. It seems that Slytherin's voice is higher.

Hermione was eating bread smeared with strawberry jam and asked curiously: "Aren't you nervous at all?"

Harry took a sip of juice and said nonchalantly: "Why should I be so nervous?"

Hermione said: "This is your first time participating in a Quidditch match, and you are also serving as the seeker. What will happen if you lose?"

Harry smiled and said: "Merlin said that you will only be nervous if you care. I just treat it as a fun game. I don't care what the result is. Of course, it is best to win."

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At eleven o'clock in the morning, all the teachers and students of the school came to the stands on the Quidditch pitch.

They sat neatly on their seats.

Backstage in the locker room, Wood was mobilizing before the game.

Harry felt that what he said was: "Comrades, the situation is very dangerous and our enemies are very strong, but we are not afraid, because as long as we are united as one..." and so on.

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

Harry smiled slightly and shook his head.

Wood said: "It's very good. You know, when I played for the first time, I couldn't stand on my legs."

Everyone laughed.

It diluted the tense atmosphere before the game.

"Let's go in."

Everyone wore dazzling red uniforms and went out with broomsticks in hand. As soon as they stepped out of the dark backstage, the bright light stung people's eyes and subconsciously closed them. Then, Harry heard deafening cheers.

Harry opened his eyes. This was a venue somewhat similar to the Colosseum. However, the ground Harry stepped on was twenty meters away from the stepped seats. This was the biggest difference from the Colosseum.

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

Harry could only tell where the house was.

This is also the reason why many students are holding telescopes. Moreover, after the start, when the seekers from both sides start to compete for the golden snitch, they will only fly farther. If they are not equipped with telescopes, then their wonderful competition will not be visible.

Harry looked towards the location of Gryffindor House and clearly saw a large banner, held up by a row of students and swaying from side to side. It read: "Harry Potter will win!"

This is the voice of Gryffindor. As the best person among them, of course everyone should cheer for him.

Although Harry didn't care about the competition, when he saw more than 700 people cheering together, his heart still boiled.

Harry understood why many people like to stand on the dazzling stage. Whether they are singers or actors, they all like to be stars and smile under countless flashing lights.

Because this feeling is very intoxicating.

Malfoy looked at Harry's "smug" smile through the telescope, and his nose became angry.

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The game commentator Jordan said: "The next thing that came towards us was the Slytherin team. Look, they are still wearing the same green clothes. I remember I gave them advice last year, hoping that they could change the color of their clothes.

Change it."

Professor McGonagall said: "Jordan!"

"Sorry, Professor, I just couldn't control myself."

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The two sides stood together and climbed on the broomstick.

Mrs. Huo Qi stood in the center and said seriously: "I hope this game will be fair and just, and there will be no foul play."

She looked specifically at the captain of Slytherin, as if to warn him.

Marcus was smiling, and he glanced at the Gryffindor players provocatively. When he saw Harry, his mocking became even more intense.

"Don't pee your pants when you fall off the broomstick, kid." Marcus laughed.

Wood and the others looked ugly.

"Shut up, Marcus." George said angrily.

Harry just smiled.

Quite interesting, isn't it?

However, this also shows that the rules of Quidditch are too loose. If it were in the Muggle world, this kind of behavior would have been

You can give a yellow card as a warning, but here, there is no definite regulation on all aspects.

So Mrs. Huo Qi could only stop him with her eyes.

Then, in order to prevent conflicts between the two parties, Mrs. Huo Qi did not give them a chance to speak. She took out her silver whistle, blew hard, and threw the Quaffle upwards.

The players kicked off the ground at the same time and soared into the sky.

The students raised their arms and shouted loudly.

The shouts suddenly flooded the entire arena.

The game has begun.

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

I keep getting swiped, is there anything wrong?

The more I watch the news, the more sad I become.

As far as the current news is concerned, I feel bad for Wang Baoqiang.

As a simple rural person, maybe he has never had the concept of divorce in his heart.

However, reality gave him a blow.

Why……