Rebirth of the Harry Potter

Flint didn't seem to hear it, standing there dumb, motionless.

There was no sign of panic by being suddenly exposed.

"It seems that I was too careful." Harry said to himself.

"It's really just a coincidence that Flint wanted to avoid."

Harry picked up his wand and knocked on Flint's head, saying, "Now you can go back and forget what happened just now."

After that, Harry disappeared.

However, Flint remained still, like a pillar and pestle there, his eyes staring straight at the air ahead.

...

Half an hour later, Harry appeared suddenly beside Flint, whose footsteps did not move for half a centimeter.

He lifted the invisibility spell.

When he disappeared, he didn't leave at all.

Instead, he entered an invisible state, standing on the corner and watching Flint.

Because what he really commanded Flint in his heart was to stand there.

If Flint moves...

Haha, there are almost no people who can lift Harry's Soul Demon Curse.

Then Harry really had to wonder if the world was conscious, and in order to return to the original world line, he had created a strong wizard to correct it.

"Okay, now go back to Slytherin's common room and restore your mind." Harry ordered.

"Yes." Flint Machinery replied.

...

After Flint left, Harry was still worried.

No way, in case this really indicates that Voldemort is going to be resurrected.

That's really not good.

Harry frowned, and decided to make a final decision.

...

Snape's underground office.

"Boom boom."

There was a knock on the door.

"Who?" Snape's high, snake-like hissing sound again.

"I."

Then the room was quiet, and it didn't mean to invite people outside.

"Okay, then I'm in."

It took Harry a few seconds to adjust to the darkness of Snape's office.

I saw Snape in a black robe with greasy curly hair sitting behind the table, and he was looking at Harry with an angry face.

"I heard that you asked Mrs. Huo Qi to change the competition between Slytherin and Gryffindor to Ravenclaw."

Snape was about to angrily scold Harry Potter for coming in without permission. He heard Harry talking about it, and he thought he understood what Harry meant.

He leaned back in his chair and sneered: "Are you coming to beg me or let Slytherin and Gryffindor play? After all, your Gryffindor training is all against Slytherin, if your opponent's style changes If you’re done, you’re not very good at producing excellent results."

The corner of Snape's mouth formed a straight line upward.

"I tell you! Don't think about it..."

"No."

"Uh..." Snape took a look.

"But it's about the same," Harry said.

"……miss you!"

"I'm here to discuss the feasibility of this matter with you, to discuss...understand." Harry said seriously: "Of course you can disagree."

Snape narrowed his eyes and said sullenly: "Then you won't get off, I will never agree."

Harry is not embarrassed.

He just said with regret: "My mother definitely hopes that someone can help her child accomplish this purpose..."

Then looked at Snape with emerald green eyes.

Needless to say, just watch.

[Activate the only true God-level skill: Gaze from Lily's eyes. 】

(Skill introduction: When the Savior Harry Potter looks at the Half-Blood Prince Severus Snape with his eyes, it is equivalent to Lily coming in person and can kill Snape.)

Snape's teeth groaned, and his hands clenched into fists.

How can Lily have such a child? !

Shameless!

For a long time, Snape sat down again.

He seemed to be appointed, and said with no fluctuation in tone: "Well, I will go to discuss this matter with Mrs. Huo Qi."

Harry said in surprise: "Really?"

Snape raised his head and looked at Harry coldly without speaking.

Harry said suspiciously: "Don't lie to me, do you really want Slytherin to fight Gryffindor again?"

Snape gritted his teeth and said, "Yes, you can go."

Harry asked tirelessly: "Are you really sure? Going later?"

If his vision could kill someone, Harry would really be killed by Snape countless times.

Snape's face was red, and he suppressed his anger, saying one by one: "I, say, come, do, come! You will disappear immediately for me!"

"Oh, okay." Harry smiled.

He was sure that this matter could really be changed back.

Harry turned and left.

Only after taking a step, he turned around again.

Snape's eyes stared at people.

With a shy smile, Harry said embarrassedly: "Actually, I just made a joke with you just now, the order of the game is very good now, you don't need to go..."

"Ahhhhhhhh!!!"

Snape finally exploded.

He grabbed the wand on the table and pointed at Harry, growling irrationally.

"Awada Life! Awada Life! Life! Life! Life! Life..."

Seeing that Snape was irritated, Harry immediately appeared illusory.

Snape released a dozen life-spells in a single breath, exhausted the magic power, and gasped and collapsed on the chair.

...

Hermione found Harry's face relaxed and whistling cheerfully.

"How come you are so happy again?" Hermione asked.

Harry said: "Because I found nothing in the world, naturally I don't need me to save it."

Hermione was confused, and then re-entered the arithmetic divination class.

...

On Saturday night.

The wind screamed, and the rain was stronger than ever.

The hallways and classrooms were dim, and there were more torches and lanterns on the walls.

The auditorium was brightly lit.

Slytherin's Quidditch players are not pretty.

Flint looked at the storm outside the window, feeling quite like lifting a stone to hit his feet.

Compared with playing in such bad weather, Gryffindor's training for them seems insignificant.

Because in the heavy rain, the sky is dull, Quidditch has no tactics at all.

It's a simple rampage.

Most of the burden is placed on the players.

So when I think of my college playing against Ravenclaw tomorrow, Gryffindor College might play Hufflepuff in a windless and rainy weather because of its proposal.

Flint really wanted to slap himself.

And Wood from Gryffindor could not help laughing.

When Flint came with a smug face and said that they did not play against Slytherin, then he informed other players that they were all furious and wanted to find Flint Theory.

Now, they just want to stand in front of Flint, laugh, thank him, and watch his face become ugly.

This weather hit Quidditch, it was really "great".

...

When Flint returned to the Slytherin common room at the bottom of the lake~www.ltnovel.com~ The ceiling was a transparent semi-circle carved with crystal, you can see the sparkling light above the head, raindrops dripping on the lake, forming a small one ripple.

A faint rumbling sound came into the lounge.

Flint secretly prayed that the game could be cancelled, because in this kind of weather, it is almost possible to say goodbye to the champion.

Their scoring goals must be far lower than the ordinary game.

But he knew that this was just extravagance.

Quidditch games will not be cancelled because of small things like lightning storms.

Flint is worried, he can only hope that Ravenclaw's players are not very good, so that they can play an advantage.

He really broke his heart for Slytherin's Quidditch.

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