Chapter 97 Quidditch and Dobby
The next day, Aiden walked out of the library as usual and met Harry and Ron who were rushing to the venue.
"Aiden, come and watch me play Quidditch? Today we are playing against Slytherin again." Harry invited enthusiastically.
"Forget it, Aiden doesn't like Quidditch," Ron added quickly.
"No, I plan to go and take a look." Aiden gave Ron a mysterious smile.
"Gulp" Ron swallowed, as if something bad was about to happen.
"You're not planning to kill Harry, are you?" Ron asked cautiously.
"What, why do you think so?" Aiden felt very strange.
"Because Harry is Gryffindor's best Seeker, you might do it for Ravenclaw."
After saying that, Ron crossed his arms over his chest and took a defensive stance.
"If I wanted to harm him, why not just support Professor Snape's point of view a few nights ago? Why do I have to do it now?"
Aiden made a gun gesture and shot Ron.
Harry, who was standing by, looked at the two childish people and didn't want to waste any more time.
"Well, let's get going now. I'm going to be late."
They quickly arrived at the Quidditch field and Harry went to the preparation area to wait.
Aiden took the opportunity to hide in the blind spot of consciousness and began to wander around the stadium.
"Aiden, let's go..."
Ron turned around and found that Aiden was gone, and his little head was filled with big question marks.
With Snape's command, Quidditch began.
A fierce battle started on the Quidditch field, and the Slytherin team specially selected students with big build.
When attacking, they would directly ram the Gryffindor girls with their bodies.
Li Jordan clenched his fists and angrily cursed at the commentary desk.
"Oh, look at these trolls, they just use their bodies to ram people."
"Pay attention, Scarhead," Draco said, pausing to taunt Harry.
At this moment, a golden snitch stopped on his left.
Harry lifted his broom, stood up and ran after him.
When Draco saw Harry chasing him, he showed a frightened expression and started to run away, but while running, he also saw the Golden Snitch.
In the end, between the desire to win and the fear, Draco chose to win and he chased after him.
The Golden Snitch dived up and flew out, and Harry also did a tailspin in the air, successfully avoiding Draco and chasing the Snitch.
At the same time, in the shadow of the court, a small hand snapped its fingers.
The Quaffle on the field was directly taken over by the strange magic and began to rush towards Harry like crazy.
Ron pulled out his wand and tried to shoot the Quaffle down, but was stopped by Hermione.
Then the little hand wanted to snap its fingers a second time, but was caught by a white hand.
Dobby glanced back and saw a pair of gorgeous heterochromatic eyes staring at him.
"Hello, nice to meet you, Mr. Dobby." Aiden gave a dangerous smile.
"Well, the good wizard, he calls Dobby sir. No, bad Dobby, bad Dobby..."
Dobby banged his head against a pillar nearby.
"Okay, stop." Aiden's voice seemed a little unreal, which was caused by the shock integrated into the sound.
When Dobby heard Aiden's voice, he shuddered and stopped what he was doing.
"I won't go into the details. Let me examine your mind."
Aiden didn't give Dobby a chance to explain, he reached out and grabbed Dobby.
The hypnotist's ability began to work, and the magic combined with the ability reached Dobby's mental body.
“This is incredible.”
What appeared before Aiden was a huge Tiwaz (?) Sacrifice Rune and Ehwaz (?) Companion Rune, which was deeply engraved in Dobby's mind.
"Control?"
Aiden could clearly read the meaning conveyed by the runes engraved on his mind.
"Isn't this just a stamp of thought? The ancient wizards were really too advanced." Aiden complained.
In fact, if you look closely, you can see that the runes on Dobby's body are already somewhat damaged.
"He can actually use his own will to resist the runes engraved on his mind?" Aiden was a little surprised.
"Ding, maybe this is the greatness of free will. All living things desire freedom."
'That's a shame, I admire his will but I can't ignore his actions.'
It was hard to tell whether Aiden was happy or angry in his voice, but one thing was certain: he was not in a very good mood.
So Aiden used his own power to repair the broken rune.
Dobby's originally lively eyes began to dull.
"Oh~" Aiden let out a long sigh as he watched Dobby disappear.
"Ding, you can think of something good. At least you learned the method of thought stamping from Dobby, which may help you on your path to becoming the Dark Lord..."
"you shut up."
After dealing with Dobby, Aiden returned to the stands. At this time, Harry was trying his best to avoid the incoming Quaffle.
During the chase, Draco was accidentally knocked away by the Quaffle.
Then he fell straight towards Aiden.
Looking at Draco who was flying headfirst, he also wanted to prevent the unlucky child from breaking his neck.
Aiden reached out his hand and caught him steadily.
After a dizzy moment, Draco felt someone holding him.
Hmm, it’s a familiar formula. I looked up and saw that pair of beautiful heterochromatic eyes as expected.
"You're quite a picky young man. If you fell on anyone else from this height, they wouldn't be able to handle it."
Aiden looked at him teasingly.
Seeing that he was being held in someone's hand like a bag, Draco began to struggle.
Lucius on the platform breathed a sigh of relief when he saw his son being caught.
Finally, the game ended with Harry catching the Golden Snitch.
But Harry lay on the sand of the court, a look of pain on his face.
The Quaffle was still laughing wildly as it attacked Harry.
Seeing Harry suffering, Hermione's mother took out her wand with heartache and cast a Shattering Spell to shatter the Quaffle.
When Lockhart saw this, he realized that his chance to perform had come, and he immediately rushed forward and helped Harry up.
Aiden couldn't stop rolling his eyes at these clumsy hands and feet.
"Poor child, let me see, I know best how to heal broken bones."
Lockhart pulled out his spell and pointed at Harry's broken arm, "Arm repair."
The spell flashed and Harry's arm went limp completely.
Hermione touched Harry's limp arm, tears of heartache almost falling.
"You're a quack."
At this moment, for the sake of his eldest son, Lockhart's idol halo was completely shattered in Hermione's eyes.
She stared at Lockhart sternly, reminding people of Professor McGonagall.
"Okay, let's send Harry to the medical wing." Aiden came out, picked up Harry and sent him to the medical wing.
