Chapter 33 Secret

The weather has been getting colder and colder recently, but the atmosphere in the school has quietly become hotter - because the Quidditch season has begun.

Michael is a loyal Quidditch fan. He even attended the Quidditch World Cup last year - the game lasted for five days and five nights. Michael talked about seven times how the Scottish team just missed the victory and how the Canadian team narrowly won the championship.

It was also due to his eloquent explanations that even Wade was familiar with many famous teams, such as the Heidelberg Hounds of Germany, the Vratsa Eagles of Bulgaria, the Fitchburg Sparrows of the United States, and the Glory. No more Chudley Artillery and more. There are also various Quidditch tricks, such as the Eagle Head Attack Formation, Prenton's Back Technique, etc.

But don't look at Michael's knowledge of all kinds of difficult Quidditch tricks and wonderful performances on the field. As soon as he got on the broom, it was like stepping on a land mine. His whole body was tense and cautious, and his speed was only faster than that of a running pony. Be faster, and never rise above ten meters.

Vader had always suspected that even in the second year, when they could bring broomsticks into the school, Michael would have to climb the stairs back to the dormitory - because the height of the Ravenclaw Tower is several times ten meters high.

Because Michael can't help but talk about Quidditch, and the topics Vader neither understands nor is interested in, so he has begun to avoid Michael recently - maybe only during Ravenclaw vs. Hutch After Patch's game is over, Michael can become a little more normal.

Hermione has also become busier recently, and there are a few more Quidditch-related books on her desk - because Harry is about to participate in the first game in his life and is too nervous to eat all day long. The relationship between the two of them had started to get better recently, and Hermione's way of caring for her friend was to try to find ways to help him in the books.

Wade felt that Michael could talk to Hermione more. One of them liked to talk and the other was willing to listen. It was a perfect fit. It's a pity that the time of the two colleges is not exactly the same. Most of the time, it is Vader who is forced to receive the "Quidditch Match Review Broadcast". However, there was an addition of Padma recently, and when she and Michael were having a lively chat, Vader was finally able to clear his mind for a while.

Hogwarts Castle is a huge complex, and it's easy to find a deserted corner here. Vader found an empty classroom on the sixth floor near the library. There was a small platform outside the classroom window. This was Vader's recently discovered secret location. The platform is surrounded by taller buildings. It is hidden and protected from the wind, and it cannot be seen from other windows. The view is still very good - you can see the Quidditch pitch and the Forbidden Forest in the distance.

Several small figures were flying above the Quidditch pitch, looking like a few hard-working bees from a distance. Judging from the flash of golden red, it should be the Gryffindor team training.

Speaking of which, Hermione told something in the Umbrella Room yesterday - Wood, the captain of the Gryffindor team, got angry in the lounge recently because he had previously asked the entire academy to keep Harry Potter's joining the team a secret. , wanted to use this as a secret weapon, but now it seems that everyone in the school already knows. Wood believed that someone had leaked the secret, and stared at the little lions with sharp eyes every day, trying to find the "spy". As a result, several girls cried because they were dating people from other colleges.

But in fact, this matter is obvious. The Gryffindor team trains three times a week and never takes a break no matter how bad the weather is. Whenever this happens, Harry Potter suddenly disappears, only to reappear exhausted when training is over. After a few repetitions, anyone will guess that he has joined the Gryffindor team. What's more, when they fly so high, there are always one or two students with good eyesight who can recognize them.

Wade stared at the stadium in the distance for a while. The flying figures felt chaotic, and he didn't see any formations such as "Figure 8 Surround" or "Eagle Head Attack". He shook his head, not knowing that it was his own vision. If it doesn’t work, it’s because the players there are not good enough.

In comparison, alchemy is much more interesting.

The wand was waved, and several small blue fireballs appeared out of thin air, exuding bursts of warmth. Wade took out "On the Diversity of Species" he borrowed from the library from his schoolbag, turned the stone pillar on the platform into a cushion, and sat against the wall to read the book.

After an unknown amount of time, he suddenly heard footsteps. Wade didn't pay attention at first, but after reading the two lines of words, something suddenly clicked in his heart.

There was a faint smell of garlic in the air.

Before his brain could react, Vader subconsciously canceled the fire magic and transformation spell, stood up quietly and extremely quickly, and stood close to the wall behind the raised wall tiles.

"What are you looking at……"

A sharp voice was speaking, very softly, but with a gloomy and irritable feeling, as if it was speaking right next to his ear.

Vader almost thought he had seen himself before and said this to himself. Fortunately, when he hesitated for a moment, another timid voice answered——

"It's Harry Potter, Master," the voice said. "He's training on the Quidditch pitch with his teammates."

Vader immediately understood that this was Quirrell and Voldemort, who was hanging on the back of his head - they were just across the wall from him!

He held his breath and subconsciously shrank back, not daring to take a breath.

"——Harry Potter?" Voldemort read the name resentfully and said in a whisper: "Yes, the Boy Who Lived...the savior of the wizarding world...there is only a shadow left in me. When he was wandering around, he stepped on my corpse and became a big star, right? I guess Dumbledore must have high hopes for him!"

Quirrell's mood was probably similar to Wade's. He shrank and didn't dare to speak.

"Kill him! Quirrell." Voldemort ordered coldly: "Kill him when he is the center of attention!"

"But, but Master - I can't do anything with Dumbledore here - you said you would never attract Dumbledore's attention -" Quirrell stammered, looking extremely frightened.

"Are you questioning me, Quirrell? How dare you disobey my orders?!"

Voldemort didn't know what he had done, and Quirrell immediately groaned in pain.

"No - I dare not - I obey orders - I obey orders - Master, I obey any of your orders - please spare me -" Quirrell roared, begged, and kept rolling on the ground. .

But Voldemort did not stop immediately. After the torture continued for a while, Voldemort let him go "out of mercy".

"Use your brain, idiot." Voldemort finally said in a voice full of malice: "He is going to participate in the Quidditch game...flying at an altitude of fifty meters...even if he falls from the broom, no one will doubt him. A coward who can't speak clearly will just think that he is not good at skills - what's the surprise if a kid like him who doesn't even know a few spells is thrown to death? "

"Yes - yes - I understand - I will do it -" Quilo said tremblingly as he lay on the ground with tears streaming down his face.

After a while, Wade heard the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor get up from the ground, tidily arrange his clothes, probably wipe his tears, and then leave with heavy steps.

Only then did Wade let out a long breath, and his back was soaked with cold sweat in an instant.