Aphasia at Hogwarts

Until the day before the game, an accident happened.

Neville fell headlong into the Gryffindor common room, his legs glued together, apparently under a Leg-locking Charm.

Hermione lifted the spell for him, and Harry comforted Neville with a chocolate frog.

From Neville's mouth, they learned the cause of the matter.

Sure enough, it was that annoying Malfoy who used Neville as an experiment in order to practice spells.

"Malfoy is so hateful, Neville, go to Professor McGonagall and sue him!" Hermione said angrily.

Neville just bowed his head and sobbed without answering.

"Neville, you have to be brave, you're a Gryffindor." Ron cheered.

"I also feel, I also feel that I don't deserve to stay in Gryffindor." Neville choked up, opened the Chocolate Frog, and handed the picture inside to Harry at the same time.

"Thank you. Thank you, Harry, I want to go to bed." After speaking, he lowered his head, not daring to look at other people, and ran towards the dormitory.

"Okay." Harry and the others couldn't force anything.

After Neville left, Harry looked at the famous wizard's card.

"It's Dumbledore again, I already have seven," he said, and suddenly, his eyes widened, fixed on the old man with long beard and white head on the picture.

When Guan Qiong returned to the Gryffindor lounge, Hermione pulled him directly next to Harry and Ron.

Three pairs of eyes stared at Guan Qiong with a bright light in them.

"We found Dumbledore!" Ron spoke first, and suddenly realized, "Ah, no, I mean, we found Nico Flamel, it's on the back of Dumbledore's picture."

He pointed to the picture in Harry's hand and said excitedly.

"Neville was bullied by Malfoy just now, and then" Hermione explained to Guan Qiong what happened just now when he was away.

"So, what Snape has been looking for, is the Sorcerer's Stone?" Harry asked nervously, holding the card in his hand.

Guan Qiong nodded, confirming their speculation.

"Oh, my God, it's really the Sorcerer's Stone." Ron groaned, thinking that the stone could turn any metal into gold, even he wanted to go to the fourth floor immediately and take the Sorcerer's Stone for himself.

"No wonder he is so persistent. The Sorcerer's Stone can create the elixir of life, which may bring Voldemort back to life." Hermione continued to speculate.

No, that's the effect of the resurrection stone, no, the resurrection stone doesn't have that effect, and the world cannot be resurrected.

Guan Qiong said in his heart, but he didn't bother them.

"Joan, I know you still don't believe that Snape is a bad guy. Watch tomorrow's game carefully. He will definitely make a move, and that will prove everything." Harry said, with a heroic expression on his face, even more so. It's like going to the execution ground, not a game.

Guan Qiong just nodded, and Ron on the side had already discussed with Hermione what they would do if they got the Philosopher's Stone.

Ron wanted to make a fortune and make the whole family rich, while Hermione wanted to analyze the Philosopher's Stone, make the elixir popular, and let everyone live forever.

Finally, they asked Guan Qiong, Guan Qiong thought about it, and found that she didn't have much thought about the Sorcerer's Stone.

"Maybe I'll take a closer look."

He said so.

The Quidditch match came as scheduled. The two sides were Gryffindor and Hufflepuff, and the referee was Snape.

No one was optimistic about Gryffindor, because they defeated Snape's Slytherin House in the last match. With Snape's temperament, Gryffindor would definitely be stumbled.

If it wasn't for this purpose, why would he apply to be the referee this time? You must know that in the past Quidditch matches, the referee was Mrs. Huo Qi, the flying professor.

But Guan Qiong had a different idea. Looking at Snape who was pursing his lips tightly, Guan Qiong speculated that Snape was serving as the referee this time to protect Harry, and to find out who murdered Harry. profitable people.

He speculated that it was Quirrell, but there was no evidence, and it was impossible for Dumbledore to arrest a professor because of his speculation.

Guan Qiong followed Hermione and Ron to the Quidditch stands, looked at the students from both colleges who were cheering loudly, and looked at the players of the Quidditch team rising one by one, he had to admit that there was something strange The restlessness appeared in his heart.

Makes him want to shout and cheer for the players.

Although he didn't quite understand what was going on with Quidditch, it was right to fight, it was right to fly, and it was right to shout.

He didn't yell, but he used the Illumination Charm to make a big light sign, which kept blinking, saying 'Come on, Gryffindor! ! ! '

"Where's the Golden Snitch? Why hasn't it appeared yet?" Ron said, staring nervously at the game on the field.

Five minutes into the game, the Seekers on both sides hadn't seen the Snitch yet, and they were circling in the sky, waiting for the opportunity.

Guan Qiong opened the magic power perspective, and the whole world changed in his eyes. He looked at the court, and a fine magic power circuit was moving at an incredible speed on the edge of the court.

If Guan Qiong hadn't turned his head in time, the magic circuit would have flown out of his sight.

"That." Guan Qiong pointed to the position of the Golden Snitch, and at the same time, the lighting spell formed an arrow pointing there.

"Over there, Harry, over there!" The moment he saw the golden flash, Ron shouted towards Harry in the air.

Unfortunately, the wind was too strong on the field, and Harry didn't hear it.

But in the next second, the Golden Snitch flew to the center of the field, and then flew straight upward like fireworks.

Harry and the Hufflepuff Seeker saw it at the same time, and together they accelerated towards the Snitch.

"Come on! Harry! Oops—" Ron suddenly yelled in pain, and someone hit him hard on the back of the head from behind.

"Weasley, I can hear you, you're playing tricks off the court." Malfoy looked at Ron, who was covering his head, with a wry smile.

Beside him stood two of his followers, Goyle and Crabbe.

"What do you want? Fighting? I'm not afraid of you," said Ron angrily, fists clenched tightly.

"Haha, are you sure, I just wanted to find someone to try the spell I just learned. I just tested it with Longbottom from Gryffindor College yesterday. The effect was very good. He jumped back crying." Malfoy laughed loudly.

At this time, he seemed to see Neville next to him, and said with apologetic expression, "Oh, sorry, I didn't see you just now, Mr. Longbottom, I hope you don't cry."

The corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and his eyebrows kept trembling. Obviously, this was not a sincere apology, but a mockery.

Neville clenched his fists like Ron, but he lowered his head, not daring to look at Malfoy.

"Don't go too far, Malfoy!" Hermione raised her wand angrily, aiming at Malfoy.