"Transformers" is like a secret forbidden book, secretly circulated in Slytherin's dormitory.
These little pure-blood or mixed-blood wizards gestured to each other and looked at each other, as if they were doing underground work as rigorously as they did. But from the weird lines they shouted from time to time, Lin An still got a clue.
But in her opinion, this is a good thing.
What is nobility but not nobility, what blood is not blood? Come on, the princes and generals Xiang Ning has the right kind. Her motherland has always upheld this belief.
And in such a warm and mysterious atmosphere, another Quidditch match came.
It is still very cold today, the water in the Black Lake is constantly rippled by the strong wind, the trees in the Forbidden Forest are rustling, and the sky is gloomy...
Lin An wrapped himself tightly and applied several warming spells, and then he felt able to move forward in the cold wind.
This Quidditch match is Gryffindor vs. Hufflepuff.
To be honest, it has nothing to do with Slytherin.
But as long as the opponent is Gryffindor, they are happy to see the other party's misery.
Harry was also extremely nervous.
During their short break, Hermione and Ron gathered together various magical and realistic ways of praying...
Obviously, the last time the broomstick went out of control, it brought a big shadow to them.
Finally, Harry came on stage with Nimbus 2000.
Draco probably had a new goal, and his obsession with Quidditch had faded a lot, but the fact that Potter entered the team a year earlier than him still bothered him.
At this moment, the cold wind was blowing on his pale cheeks, and his voice became soft and unwilling in the wind:
"I will definitely defeat him next year!"
"What?" The wind was so strong that Lin An didn't hear clearly and subconsciously moved closer.
But at this moment, Draco suddenly stood up!
Like him, almost everyone on the field was about to stand up.
Lin An looked at the sky blankly, only to see Harry maintaining his diving posture and landing in the cold wind with high spirits.
Then he raised his right hand high.
Between the fingers, two little golden wings were flapping, looking particularly unwilling.
She looked at the time in surprise - the game was only 5 minutes, not even 5 minutes!
So you caught the Golden Snitch?!
Lin An was shocked.
Looking at the Hufflepuff students opposite, I saw that they were also extremely confused and still hadn't reacted.
"Damn it!" Draco said bitterly, "It's just good luck."
But as soon as he finished speaking, he saw Dumbledore appearing in the stands at some point, whispering something to Harry.
He pursed his lips, becoming more and more unwilling at this moment.
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"What did Professor Dumbledore say to me that day?"
Harry was frantically flipping through the notes given by Lin An - there had been a lot of Quidditch practice recently, so he had missed a lot of homework, and he was currently racking his brains to write.
While casually saying: "That Quidditch time? God, it's been a month, why are you curious?"
"Professor Dumbledore said he was very pleased that I was not addicted to the illusion of the Mirror of Erised - that's right!"
He suddenly stopped writing, and then stretched his neck forward slightly in a gesture of telling a secret, lowered his head, and kept his voice very low.
Ron and Hermione also subconsciously stopped writing, and then moved closer.
Lin An:……
Well, she also leaned over, expecting Li to tell some great secret.
——For example, the progress of the magic stone, or whether he has had dreams recently, and whether he has been wandering at night again?
Harry was heard whispering: "I saw Snape and Professor Quirrell sneaking into the Forbidden Forest that day. You know, I just finished the game and flew up there with my broomstick."
Ron and Hermione relaxed, obviously having heard it.
"...Snape is threatening Professor Quirrell! He is forcing him! He wants Professor Quirrell to help him get the stone! He is asking him if he knows how to get past Fluffy - that big dog."
"He also talked about Professor Quirrell's secret trick..."
Ron and Hermione also nodded heavily: "We guess that there must be some amazing magic protection under the Sorcerer's Stone."
"Professor Snape must be trying to get Quirrell to help get rid of him. I knew he was definitely not a good person."
Ron gritted his teeth.
"But you don't need to worry too much. I heard that the stone will be gone next Tuesday..."
The three of them chatted angrily, but they breathed a sigh of relief because next Tuesday was not far away.
Lin An was the only one holding his chin in his hand, wanting to say something but knowing not to say anything, so he could only listen quietly.
Only then did Harry suddenly react and turned to look at Lin An:
"Lin an, have I ever told you about the Philosopher's Stone?"
Lin An blinked. In fact, she had forgotten that memory and Harry's words would be confused with each other. She could only answer: "What do you think?"
A hint of embarrassment suddenly appeared on Harry's cheeks. He thought it was because he didn't share this secret with his good friends.
At this moment, he stammered: "I didn't mean to hide it from you, it's just that you are in Slytherin..."
"I know." Lin An said extremely considerately: "I am a Slytherin..."
"No," Harry explained quickly: "I mean, you might be sad if you find out. After all, you seem to like Snape very much..."
Children's likes and dislikes are so obvious.
Because Harry hated Snape, he never took the suffix "Professor" from his name.
But Lin An also blinked: "Which teacher I like has anything to do with me being friends with you? Could it be that I will still file a lawsuit against you with him?"
"of course not!"
Harry laughed.
He pushed up his glasses and lowered his voice even more excitedly:
"Do you want to know something more exciting?"
"What is it?"
Lin An looked out the window a little casually.
Today is the rare good weather at Hogwarts in the past few months. The sky is as blue as an extraordinarily clear azure sapphire.
It seems that the short spring has not yet arrived and will be replaced by summer.
She vaguely remembered that it had been some time since the winter break.
At this moment, Harry suppressed his surprise and said, "I saw Hagrid looking for some book in the library..."
Ron also thought about it: "I saw it too, yesterday! He was looking for information about fire dragons——"
""Fire Dragon Species in Britain and Ireland", "From Fire Dragon Eggs to Hell", "Guide to Raising Fire Dragons"..."
Harry nodded and quickly said the title of the book.
"So I guess..." His eyes flickered——
"Could it be that Hagrid wants to raise...a dragon?"
After all, it was Hagrid!
Whatever he wants to raise seems to be quite normal.
