Chapter 60 Whose murder?

"I heard from Mercus that some magic can even bring life into a state of stasis." Daphne explained the knowledge about the ruins, and both Roger and Hermione were a little surprised.

"Still?" Hermione exclaimed, "Isn't this immortality?"

"No, no, no!" Daphne shook her head happily, finally there was something Miss Know-It-All didn't know.

"Still life means that your life is no longer flowing. Once the magic is broken, life will continue to count." Daphne explained to the two of them.

"Now that we have found the clue, why not go watch Quidditch tomorrow and relax." Daphne suggested that Rogge should not be in such a hurry. "After all, 800 years have passed. One day earlier and one day later will make no difference."

"Besides, our college will play against Gryffindor tomorrow. If the dean finds out, you won't go?" Daphne's threat was very effective. Rogge thought of Snape's increasingly violent temper recently, so he could only nod and agree to go to the game.

The next day was a nice day, and professors and students crowded into the auditorium on the high platform of the Quidditch pitch. The flags and fences of the arena were decorated, half with Slytherin's silver and green, and half with Gryffindor's gold and red.

On the central high platform, Gryffindor student Lee Jordan explained the game to everyone: "Today, Gryffindor will play against Slytherin."

"Look, Gryffindor has a new Seeker!" Li Jordan cheered when he saw Harry entering: "He is the first-year freshman in our college, Harry Potter!"

Li Qiaodan looked at Harry flying into the sky and introduced his broom to everyone. He shouted in surprise: "Oh my god, it's Nimbus 2000! This is the latest product of Nimbus Company, and its speed is top-notch. Slytherin's old broom can never catch up with our Harry!"

"Ahem!" Professor McGonagall coughed twice, asking Li Qiaodan to pay attention to the fairness of the commentary.

Li Jordan restrained himself a little under Professor McGonagall's reminder, but the commentary was still obviously biased towards Gryffindor.

"Gryffindor, come on! Gryffindor, come on!"

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The cheers for Gryffindor came from the other three houses, quickly overpowering the shouts of Slytherin. Rogge looked towards the Gryffindor auditorium. The banner made by Hermione shone brightly in the sun, making it particularly eye-catching.

"The players are already in place, and Mrs. Huo Qi has entered the field! The golden snitch is in the air. Catching it will end the game and add 150 points to the team."

Li Qiaodan saw Mrs. Huo Qi throwing the Quaffle into the air and shouted: "The game begins!"

"I'm going..." Rogge quickly lowered his head when he saw the little wizard rushing over.

The Gryffindor players were the first to grab the Quaffle, and their figures quickly flew across the field and headed towards Slytherin's goal.

"Beautiful!" Li Jordan cheered, "The one who got the Quaffle is our chaser, Angelina!"

"She escaped Slytherin's double attack and rushed directly over!" Li Qiaodan watched his goddess killing everyone in the sky and cheered for her excitedly.

"Angelina is really an excellent chaser. She has superb skills and is so charming... Our beautiful Angelina was a substitute last year, but today she has completely dominated Slytherin."

"Jordan!" Professor McGonagall interrupted him again, asking him to explain the game instead of chasing girls.

"Sorry, Professor!" Li Qiaodan nodded and enthusiastically praised the outstanding performance of his college team members.

"With a quick and direct pass, she deceived Slytherin's chaser and passed the ball to Aria. What a slow opponent, what a genius tactic!" Li Jordan's commentary echoed throughout the stadium, The Slytherin students stared angrily at the high platform where he stood.

"No, Slytherin's two chasers started to attack Alicia one after another..." Li Jordan shouted, "Great, the ball was passed to Johnson... Oh no, Slytherin stole the Quaffle. It’s over!”

"Yeah!" The little wizards around Rogge cheered, and Daphne also jumped up to cheer for her college.

"The one who got the ball was their captain Marcus. This guy rushed towards the Gryffindor goal. Is he going to score?"

Marcus rushed towards the goal and made everyone nervous. He struggled to throw the ball towards the goal. Wood suddenly appeared and swung his broom to knock the Quaffle away.

"Beautiful defense from captain Wood!"

"The ball is in the hands of Chaser Katie, and it's a Bludger!" Li Jordan exclaimed. In order to avoid the Bludger, Katie was snatched away by Slytherin's Adrian.

"Derian flies the ball towards the goal. Can Captain Wood stop him again?"

"Well done! Another Bludger hit Derrian, it's the Weasley twins! The Gryffindor beaters did a great job and Angelina got the Quaffle back."

"There's no obstacle ahead. Angelina is accelerating, she's still accelerating! It's like flying!"

"The goal is in front, come on, Angelina! My goddess! The goal is scored! Gryffindor scores!" Li Jordan's shouts and Gryffindor's cheers echoed in the cold wind, Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff also applauded them.

Rogge listened to the growling and wailing in his ears, and looked at Harry Potter who was wandering on the edge of the court. The games Harry participated in always ended with catching the Golden Snitch.

"Slytherin launched another attack, but it was still ineffective!" Li Jordan watched Wood hit the ball, and Gryffindor quickly launched a counterattack.

"It's the Prenton Copy Technique! Katie and Angelina's cooperation is really tacit. They deceived Slytherin's chasers."

"Beautiful reverse pass, goalkeeper Leitch's reaction was once again late, Gryffindor scored!"

"20:0, Gryffindor leads!"

"Damn it, Marcus grabbed the bat and hit the Bludger towards Wood! Foul, this is a foul!"

Amidst the exclamations, Wood was hit by the Bludger and fell to the sand below. Professor McGonagall stood up worriedly.

"Foul!" the Gryffindors shouted.

Madam Hooch shook her head, regretting that this was not prohibited in Quidditch.

"Clear and despicable cheating...even if no rules were broken..."

"Damn Jordan!" Malfoy said angrily from the side, wanting to seal the guy's mouth with a magic spell.

After Wood left the field, Gryffindor's substitutes rushed to fill in. His skills were obviously far behind, and Slytherin quickly overtook the score.

While Slytherin was cheering, Harry suddenly lost control of his broom. It swayed wildly, flew up and suddenly fell, and even spun around to throw Harry away.

Harry held on to the broom tightly to prevent it from shaking wildly. Suddenly, the broom made a 360° loop, and Harry was suspended in the air, with only one hand left to hold it.

Everyone screamed, everyone was talking about Harry and the crazy broom in his hand, and worried about his safety.

"Harry's broom is out of control!" Daphne raised her telescope and frowned.

"Don't worry, the principal and professors are all in the audience. It's okay if Wood fell just now. He will go to the school hospital at most." Rogge was looking for him on the high platform and soon saw Snape in black. Looking up, it was Quirrell wrapped in a turban.

"There, point the telescope there." Roger pointed and motioned for Daphne to look over.

"Dean?" Daphne covered her mouth in surprise, unable to believe that Snape would murder Mr. Savior in public.

"Look up." Rogge gently raised Daphne's hand, and Quirrell also appeared in the camera.

"Professor Quirrell, he didn't do anything?" Daphne looked at Rogge in confusion.

"He was too quiet. Everyone else had expressions on their faces, whether they were worried or scared, or even gloating. He was the only one who sat motionless, which was so abnormal. In addition to wandless spellcasting, wizards also have the skill of silent spellcasting. .”

"Maybe our Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher knows this well." Rogge couldn't figure out why Quirrell did this. He simply wanted to murder Harry?

Voldemort couldn't be that stupid. Even if he wanted to attack, he wouldn't do it in front of Dumbledore. Even if Quirrell succeeds, what next? How many days will Harry stay in the school hospital?

"Could it be Quirrell himself who is causing trouble?"

"What?" Daphne asked confused.

"I mean, one of them wants to throw Harry away, and the other wants to save Harry." Rogge smiled without telling the truth.

"I hate guessing the most." Daphne pouted and stared at Roger dissatisfied. She noticed something new over there and quickly looked over.

"Fire?! Let me see who did it!" Daphne looked around with her binoculars and didn't find Hermione sneaking away.

Losing the influence of the spell, Harry regained control of Nimbus 2000. Like a cowboy taming a wild wild horse, he won warm applause and cheers from the crowd.