Hogwarts: Becoming a god from reselling fresh food

The game against Slytherin is about to begin.

Before going on stage, Harry felt a little nervous.

He has been training for half a year just for today. The team members and Professor McGonagall have high hopes for him, which makes him feel a lot of pressure.

Ron cheered him up from the side, "It doesn't matter, you don't have to be too good. Charlie didn't catch the Golden Snitch the first time he played, and he almost broke his arm with a Bludger."

"Oh, shut up, you're making him even more nervous," Hermione said.

Since today was not a match against Ravenclaw, of course she wanted to support her friend.

At this time, Wood suddenly came over and put a gold coin in Harry's hand, "Will the spell stick permanently?"

"Huh?" Harry was a little confused.

"Put this next to your ear. It can transmit sound to your ear through the bones. Otherwise, you won't be able to hear other people's words when flying at high speed."

Harry was stunned, "Is this a goblin gold coin?"

"Yes, everyone in the team has one. This is the pocket money I have saved for a long time. I am going to use it to exchange for a broom. Don't lose it." Wood said and came over. "Use it to give me a broom during the game." Your tactics are much better than making gestures with your hands."

"But... this is not cheating..." Harry was about to say cheating, but Wood covered his mouth, "Slytherin is also using it, and we will suffer a loss if we don't use it! And it's not written in the rules that you can't bring gold coins on the field. .”

Harry was persuaded and let Wood use a permanent sticking spell to stick the gold coin behind his ear so that it would not be visible unless he got close.

"Okay, everyone will follow my command later. We must defeat Slytherin this time! Let's go!"

Harry listened to Wood's voice coming from the gold coins. Part of the sound came from his ears and part from his bones. It felt a little weird, but he quickly adapted to it. He picked up his Nimbus Two Thousand, He followed the seniors into the arena.

…

Murphy wasn't very interested in Quidditch, mainly because the point system was too weird and completely ruined the game.

The position of the seeker is too important, but the seeker is not confrontational: two seekers go together to catch a golden snitch that the audience can't see at all. What's the point of this thing?

See them showing off their flying skills on broomsticks?

Then why don't I go see acrobatics?

What's more, most of the time the Golden Snitch still needs to be found, so you can only watch the two seekers wandering around like headless chickens.

The most confrontational chasers and hitters in the game can only score 10 points for each goal. Under the 150-point Golden Snitch score suppression, they seem to be really irrelevant.

The good-looking part is not important, the important part is not good-looking. The more I watch this game, the more frustrated I become.

But today he still appeared on the field and sat in the teacher's seat to watch the game.

How should I put it, I haven't been here for several years, so it doesn't matter whether I compete or not. The main thing is to feel the atmosphere and observe the progress of the plot. Don't let Harry really fall to his death.

Speaking of Harry, he was basically in a daze in the air during the first half of the game.

After all, the Golden Snitch hadn't appeared yet, so he had nothing to do. Apart from being almost hit by Slytherin's captain Flint, he only had to pay attention to avoiding the Bludgers.

When Slytherin finally led Gryffindor by twenty points through various means, the Golden Snitch appeared. However, at this time, Harry's broom suddenly had a problem.

Just like in the original work, Quirrell cast a curse on Harry's broom, and Hermione mistook Snape, who wanted to protect Harry, as the culprit, but accidentally killed the real murderer Quirrell. Law is knocked down, the crisis is averted, Harry gets the Golden Snitch, and the game is over.

Slytherin's behavior of trying to score a goal even though he committed a foul was simply cute and stupid given the Seeker's 150 points.

By the way, under such a point system, shouldn't we focus all our efforts on killing the opponent's seeker first?

But seeing the plot develop according to its original direction, Murphy felt relieved.

…

On the other side, several friends who had finished the game came to Hagrid's hut to celebrate Harry's first victory in the game.

Harry and Ron were already very familiar with Hagrid, and Hermione and Tom often followed Murphy to make wands next to the hut, and they were also familiar with Hagrid. In addition, they belonged to different colleges and it was not easy to be in the lounge. During the celebration, he came to the hut.

"That's it, I thought Flint broke Harry's broom."

Tom was watching the match from the Slytherin seats and had no idea what he had experienced.

He doesn't really care who loses or wins, Slytherin is his house, and Harry is his friend, it doesn't matter who wins, and in fact he doesn't particularly hate Flint's behavior, fighting for victory There's nothing wrong with using whatever means necessary, it's just too stupid.

Alas, Slytherin is a bunch of fools, which really breaks his heart as a genuine descendant of Slytherin.

"It's Snape!" Hermione said, "I saw it with my own eyes! He cursed Harry's broom and he wanted to kill Harry!"

"Nonsense! This is impossible. Why would Snape do such a thing?" Hagrid simply did not believe that a professor would murder a student.

"He hates me." Harry said, "I don't know why, but he hated me from the beginning. And, I discovered his secret... When I went to his office to get something yesterday, I saw that he His leg was injured, the big wound was bitten by the three big dogs guarding the trap door!"

"How do you know about Lu Wei?" Hagrid wondered.

"He must have released the troll and took the opportunity to go to the trap door to steal something. We saw it," Harry said.

Several young wizards nodded. On Halloween, including Tom, they all saw Snape running upstairs in a hurry, probably to the corridor on the fourth floor.

"I tell you, you are wrong!" Hagrid said irritably. "Snape would never want to kill a student! You are meddling in things that have nothing to do with you. This is very dangerous. Forget that big dog, Forget what it's guarding, this is between Professor Dumbledore and Nicolas Flamel—"

"Aha!" said Harry, "so there's a man named Nico Flamel involved, right?"

…

They were kicked out by Hagrid.

Several young wizards were about to leave, but Tom asked them to go first, saying that he still had something to ask Hagrid.

"Are you hiding something from us, Tom?" Ron was a little dissatisfied, "Don't you treat us as friends?"

The last time Tom appeared in the corridor on the fourth floor and went to find Myrtle were very strange. He must have some secret. Originally, they were just a group, but now Ron felt that they were already friends, and it seemed very pointless to hide it like this.

Tom hesitated for a moment, and finally said: "This matter is related to my own personal issues... If I have the opportunity, I may tell you. But now, I haven't figured it out yet..."

"You know we can help you..." Ron was still a little unhappy.

"Okay, Ron, let's go first!" Hermione pulled Ron away.

"If you need help, you can tell me at any time." Harry said before leaving.

"Okay," Tom said, and finally, "Thank you."

After the three little wizards left, Tom returned to Hagrid's hut.

The latter did not open the door for him, "Go back, go back, I will never say anything again, go quickly, go back, go back to sleep."

"Hagrid, I'm here to talk to you about what happened fifty years ago. Do you know Tom Riddle?"