Hogwarts snake in the mist

After Lao Ganma was born, Eric's time became slightly richer.He is not in a hurry to sell Lao Gan Ma, he will let it go first and Lao Gan Ma can sell it anytime.The next plot will develop relatively quickly, so you have to keep up with the rhythm.

Next week's Quidditch match is coming soon, and Harry is extremely nervous, in order to effectively relieve his stress.

Eric suggested that Harry let Harry eat a few more bites of Lao Ganma, while listening to Hermione talk about various histories of Quidditch.

It turns out this actually works.

As soon as Harry took his second spoonful of Lao Gan Ma, he ran to drink cold water.The spicy taste made him forget his nervousness. Because he drank too much water, he didn't come out of the toilet until the game was about to begin.

The game was very heated, with both sides shouting loudly.Eric wrapped his robe tightly and hid in the crowd.

The broomstick flew over the heads of the crowd, bringing up strong winds. He still remembered that it was winter now, and the wind blew like a razor blade on his face. Doesn't his face hurt?

Everyone is squeezing in front. What if by accident, a broomstick hits the face when it flies? Quidditch games are really dangerous. Many times, spectators watching nearby will be accidentally injured.

After shrinking for a long time, Eric still stuck his head out against the terrifying winter wind.After all, he still had to catch up with the plot and needed to pay attention to Harry's condition at all times.

There was nothing unusual about Harry's broom yet, and he waved towards Eric. "It's so hard for Quirrell to take action yet." Eric didn't want to stay in front for more than a minute. He just hoped that Quirrell would take action quickly and then go to save the place himself.

"The Golden Snitch" Harry saw the golden ball with wings, flying quickly with the broom under his arm.

Then there was a fierce chase. Soon, Harry began to feel that the broom under him became disobedient and bumped wildly in the air, trying to knock Harry down.

"Here we go." Seeing Harry's broom not obeying his command, Eric immediately turned around and got into the crowd, running towards the professor's auditorium.

"Give way, stop squeezing." There were too many people, and Eric had to shout, "Didn't you see someone behind you? Don't push back."

Many people looked back dissatisfied to see who was yelling. When they saw it was Eric, they immediately swallowed their complaints and automatically made way for them.

Thanks to the "enthusiastic" help of the crowd, Eric finally arrived at the professor's auditorium, where he met Hermione casting a spell on Professor Snape's robes.

"What's going on?" he asked Hermione quietly. "You come with me first." After casting the spell, Hermione quickly dragged Eric away from the crime scene and hid behind the Gryffindor auditorium.

"Harry's broomstick was jinxed by Snape," Hermione said in shock, "I saw it. Only jinxes require you to keep staring at Harry."

Eric felt that he needed to guide Hermione, or give her a little hint. After all, Snape was his nominal dean, and he still had to help clear her name.

"At that time, it seemed that Professor Quirrell had been staring at Harry."

Hermione was stunned for a moment, then seemed to understand something. "Oh my God, you inspired me. Professor Snape cast a curse on Harry, and then Professor Quirrell found out and cast a breaking spell on Harry."

Eric didn't know what to say. He originally wanted Hermione to notice that Quirrell was also a suspect, but he didn't expect that it seemed to be getting darker and darker now.Hermione took him to Ron and recounted what had just happened.

There were no more surprises in the second half of the Quidditch match. Harry got the Golden Snitch first and Gryffindor won the Quidditch match.

It seems that because they lost in the competition, the little lions attach great importance to the result of this Quidditch match, hoping to be one step ahead of the Snake Yard in this regard.Harry lived up to expectations and brought victory.

"We won" Hermione happily raised her hands and cheered. She was about to share her happiness with Eric beside her, but suddenly remembered that Eric was across from her, and the smile on her face had to be suppressed in embarrassment.

"Great, Eric, we won and Gryffindor won." The nervous Ron obviously didn't think that much. He shook Eric's shoulders and laughed loudly.

"Hey Ron, stop shaking." Hermione tugged on the corner of Ron's clothes to make him stop.Ron was a little confused at first and didn't understand why Hermione stopped him from sharing the joy of victory with his friends.

But after thinking for two seconds, Ron realized something and scratched his head in embarrassment. "I'm sorry Eric, you know, I just didn't think too much."

"It's okay, I don't care about winning or losing, and I already knew that Harry would win. The talent he showed in flying lessons is obvious to everyone."

"But what I'm more concerned about now is the matter about Harry's broomstick being cursed."

"Then how is it possible that Professor Snape would not harm his own students?" In Hagrid's cabin, Hagrid refuted their conjecture angrily.

Because this happened, Audio-Technica and Eric came to Hagrid's hut and decided to have a good chat about this matter.

"That's because we discovered his secret" Harry stood up, "because he wanted to pass the big dog with three heads. On Halloween, he wanted to steal the things guarded by the big dog."

As if thinking that they didn't tell Eric about this, Harry quickly turned his head and explained to him, "It was when we were crying around you that I looked up and saw Professor Snape's leg was injured."

"That kind of wound can only be caused by the dog we saw in the room that day, the three-headed dog. I don't think there is any other creature in the castle that can cause such a hideous wound except the three-headed dog." .”

Hagrid put down the teapot heavily, "You actually know that Luwei is the three-headed dog. I bought it from a Greek guy and lent it to Dumbledore to guard."

"What?" Harry asked hurriedly, "protecting something?"

"Okay, don't ask anymore, this is secret number one." Hagrid wisely chose to keep his mouth shut at the critical moment.

"Snape wants to steal that thing and we must stop him." Eric suddenly wanted to laugh when he heard this sentence. The poor dean was specially used to take the blame.

"That's enough, you are all wrong." Hagrid slammed the table hard, "I didn't know that Harry's broomstick would become like that, but there is absolutely no way that Snape would want to kill a student. Listen, you four Everyone must listen to me.”

"You are meddling in things that have nothing to do with you. This is very dangerous. Don't think that you can risk your own safety just by killing the troll." Hagrid looked at Eric who was silent aside.

"Have a good Christmas and forget about the dog and what it's guarding. This is between Dumbledore and Nicolas Flamel"

"So this is related to a man named Nicoléme, right?" Harry immediately caught the key point.

Hagrid suddenly had the idea of ​​sewing his mouth shut.