Chapter 52 My broomstick shattered the Whomping Willow!

Just when Harry was about to continue reading, Professor Snape discovered him.

"Potter!"

Professor Snape said angrily, his face almost crumpled with anger, and he put down his black robe to cover his injuries.

"Professor, I was wondering if I could get my book back..." Harry tried to use the excuse he had thought up before.

Professor Snape roared: "Get out! Get out!"

Professor Snape looked very scary at this moment, and Harry felt that if he retreated without knowing the current situation, Gryffindor's house points would probably be cleared.

Harry quickly exited the room and closed the door behind his back.

After doing this, he took a deep breath and looked at his friends behind him.

"How is it, have you seen everything?" Harry asked.

Irina nodded: "Yeah, judging from Professor Snape's wounds and his words, his injuries were caused by the three-headed dog and he didn't run away."

Although Irina knows the truth of the matter, the clues in the hands of her friends are limited, and she cannot directly reveal the God's perspective.

Therefore, I can only humbly teach you!

"Do you know what this means?" Harry held his breath. "On Halloween night, Ron and I saw him going in the direction of the three-headed dog. Obviously, they were looking for the three-headed dog guarding the place. s things!"

Harry swore, "I'll bet my broomstick that he let that troll in to divert people's attention!"

Well, so your broomstick was crushed by the Whomping Willow two years later!

"Don't raise flags randomly!" Irina blinked innocently.

Harry frowned and said decisively: "What do you mean by setting a flag randomly? Irina, just tell me if there is anything wrong with my analysis?! I'm telling you, if the troll wasn't brought in by Snape, My Nimbus 2000 will crush the Whomping Willow!"

It’s not that I don’t want to help you, it’s that you are really hopeless!

Irina looked at him helplessly, as if she was seeing an old general on a stage with flags behind him.

Hermione wanted to refute Harry. In her opinion, the professor at Hogwarts was at least not a bad person.

But there was nothing wrong with Harry's analysis, and Harry swore with his own Nimbus 2000, which left Hermione speechless.

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The next day, early morning.

On the day of the Quidditch match, the weather was clear and cold.

At this time, there were still nearly five hours before the official start of the Quidditch match, so the Quidditch pitch was still very deserted. Except for Hagrid, who was defrosting his broomstick, there was no one around.

However, after Hagrid had finished defrosting and left, an uninvited guest arrived before everyone else.

This person was Lin En. Lin En was holding a metal block the size of a Rubik's Cube in his hand. After using his wand to cast a disguise spell on himself, Lin En quickly walked towards the teacher's seat in the audience.

Although Lynn's relationship with Professor Snape at Hogwarts Castle could not be said to be very good and could only be described as an ordinary teacher-student relationship, Professor Snape was also his dean after all, and he did not want his family to The dean was wronged.

Therefore, if Quirrell behaves like a monster, let Quirrell bear the consequences!

The metal block in Linn's hand is an alchemical bomb that can be triggered remotely, and he intends to stick it to the bottom of Quirrell's chair.

In order not to harm other professors or classmates, when Lin En was refining this alchemical bomb, he used a special alchemical circle to limit its explosion range.

When this alchemy bomb is triggered, there will be an invisible magic shield covering a one-meter radius of the alchemy bomb, and the power of the alchemy bomb after it explodes will be limited by this magic shield, that is to say , if this alchemy bomb explodes, only Quirrell will be injured.

Well, the world where only Quirrell is injured is born!

Linn firmly fixed the alchemy bomb under the chair assigned to Quirrell and nodded with satisfaction.

At this time, some people may want to say, since Linn wants to avoid Voldemort, why does he want to get involved in this matter.

You know, judging from Lin En's identity alone, he can't avoid it for a while. Since he will face Voldemort sooner or later, it is better to stand on the opposite side early and take the initiative while everything is still under control.

Quirrell is the carrier of Voldemort. If he is injured, Voldemort will be unable to cause trouble for at least a period of time.

And this period will be Lynn's best development period.

Linn's biggest hope is to refine the forbidden magic fire that can cover a room before the end of the school year. This way, even if Voldemort leaves Quirrell's body, he will have certain ways to deal with it.

After completing this, Linn quickly returned to the castle, pretending that he had never left the castle.

In Hogwarts Castle, a group of young wizards were enjoying their breakfast dinner.

But at this time, Harry was too nervous to eat because of the upcoming Quidditch match.

"It's just a Quidditch match, Harry, there's nothing to worry about, it's not the O.W.Ls exam that's about to start!"

Irina said openly.

She looked very relaxed. After all, when she was taking the college entrance examination, she ate well on the day of the exam and even had the time to play three games.

In her opinion, Quidditch games and the like are just small scenes, and there is absolutely no need to be nervous!

After all, this isn't the Quidditch World Cup, it's just a little brawl between a group of kids!

Harry looked at her with a resentful look on his face: "Irina, don't stand and talk without your back hurting. If you have the ability, go ahead!"

Irina shrugged: "I can do it, but do you dare to let me do it?"

"I don't dare..." Harry lowered his head and forced a piece of sausage into his mouth.

Soon, the time came to eleven o'clock.

Teachers and students from the entire Hogwarts Castle came to the auditorium of the Quidditch pitch. The seats were high and almost half empty, but sometimes it was still difficult to see the game.

In the Gryffindor camp, Irina led Hermione to the highest row, where Ron, Neville, Seamus and others were already waving flags and cheering.

They used a sheet stained by rat Scabbers to draw a huge banner that read "Potter Must Win", and Dean, who was good at drawing, also drew a large Gryffindor lion underneath.

Irina stayed away from the sheets with some disgust. The decades-old man still wet the bed. Although he was in the form of a mouse, it was still disgusting.

Hermione didn't know this, so she cast a clever spell on the bedsheets, making the paint on the banner flicker in different colors.

On the other side, Linn also came to the Slytherin camp. As Malfoy's roommates and seniors, the Malfoy trio came early to occupy Linn's seat.

"Thanks."

Lynn nodded slightly to Malfoy.

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