Chapter 249 My green is very bright

Quidditch, the aerial team competition sport in the wizarding world, is the best sport in the world in the eyes of wizards. If you walk in the wizarding world and don't even know Quidditch.

That's it, there must be something wrong with you.

Behind the Hogwarts Castle is a complete Quidditch field, with three 50-foot-high metal poles at each end, with rings on the top of the poles. The contestants are divided into two teams riding brooms in the air to compete, with seven people in each team, including a goalkeeper, three chasers, two beaters and a seeker.

Harry is the seeker of the Gryffindor team, and catching the Golden Snitch is his mission.

It is worth mentioning that Harry is also the youngest seeker in the history of Hogwarts.

In this regard, Malfoy said he is not jealous, he is not jealous at all!

However, not everyone likes Quidditch. Hermione is not too cold about it. She is willing to temporarily give up studying magic to watch the game. In addition to cheering for her friend Harry, it is also because of the appearance of Quirrell.

Hermione originally thought that the opponent had recovered from his injury for a long time, but as soon as she arrived at the stadium, she accidentally heard Professor McGonagall and Professor Sprout chatting.

"He recovered so quickly, Pomona, you also saw his injury that day, I can only say, incredible."

"Maybe he used some magical potion."

"I hope it's a potion."

......

The rest of the words were unclear, but it was enough for Hermione to know that Quirrell must have been seriously injured in the previous battle with the three-headed dog.

Looking around, she saw the familiar red turban in the professor's seat from a distance.

Just at this time, a whistle sounded, and the Gryffindor and Slytherin teams both entered the field and took off.

Cheers from the stands on both sides also began to sound.

The black guy Lee Jordan, opened his mouth with authentic rhythm partiality.

"Hey! Our guys are entering the field, the lions from Gryffindor, they are all full of confidence, and the snake boys from Slytherin, oh my god, they look solemn, is it because they have already felt the strength of the opponent? Look, they seem to be a little anxious, venting their pressure with foul language, are they questioning why the Gryffindor team has seven people..."

"Jordan, they are scolding you, explain it to me!" McGonagall couldn't help but remind him, and Snape's eyes from a distance seemed to be stabbing him.

"Okay, Professor!" Lee Jordan agreed, and the first sentence he said when he returned to the field was, "What?! The great Gryffindor team also has Potter, the most talented chaser in the world..."

Harry was praised and blushed a little in the field, and the game whistle was officially blown.

All the people on both sides started to move immediately.

Harry immediately raised his altitude, which is a common technique used by seekers. Looking down at the whole field from a high altitude can better discover the existence of the Golden Snitch.

The game was in full swing, and before long, the incident in the original plot where Harry's flying broom lost control began to happen.

Amid the exclamations of everyone below, Harry was like riding a mad Spanish bull, and his glasses were almost thrown off.

How could this happen? !

With Harry's level, this situation should not happen at all.

Hermione was anxiously watching from below with a telescope in her hand.

However, as the telescope swept past, Hermione inadvertently captured the abnormality of the professor's seat opposite. As the telescope zoomed, Hermione found Snape who was chanting a spell quickly.

How could it be him? !

Hermione was surprised. Although she knew that Snape had always disliked Harry for unknown reasons and always made things difficult, it was really hard to believe that such a backhanded operation would be something that a proud person like the other party could do.

However, due to her observation of Quirrell all the time, Hermione looked at Quirrell behind Snape again.

As a result, he was also talking!

Hermione's brain was a little insufficient. Did Harry offend two people at the same time?

But after thinking about it carefully, it was really the case. Snape was disgusted with him, and Quirrell was led by them.

No, both of them must be interrupted.

Thinking of this, Hermione directly stuffed the telescope into Ron's hand next to him.

"Look at Snape and Quirrell!"

Ron was still worried about Harry, but after seeing it, his eyes widened.

But before he could say anything, he was pulled by Hermione to run to the professor's viewing seat.

"It may be one of them who cast the spell on Harry, or it may be both of them. In short, we need to interrupt them all. Now we will do one each."

"You mean, we rush up and interrupt them directly?" Ron asked while running.

"We can light their robes from the back. You should know the fire spell, right?"

However, after Hermione asked, Ron didn't say anything for a long time. When he turned around, he saw that the other party's face was flushed.

Hermione was speechless and had to ask again: "What about the fireworks spell for sending signals?"

"I know this, my green is very bright!" Ron said quickly.

"Okay, who do you choose?"

Ron's eyes wandered between the two professors for only a second before he said, "Quirrell!"

"Then I'll deal with Snape. Remember, light it and run. Cover your head. Your hair is too conspicuous." Hermione reminded.

"Got it!"

While the two were talking, they had already arrived behind the teacher's viewing area.

They quickly took their positions, and Hermione was about to say that they would cast a spell together.

Ron's green fireworks spell had already been released, hitting the back of Quirrell's head.

Bang!

The green signal glowed brightly.

Instantly, Quirrell's head seemed to turn into a green torch.

It was so eye-catching and dazzling when it swayed in the wind.

Hermione said "unreliable" to herself, and was about to light Snape's broom, but she found that Harry's broom in the sky had been restored.

It was Quirrell!

After coming to this answer in her mind, and hearing the screams and commotion above her head, Hermione stopped moving and turned around and ran, quickly blending into the crowd.

At this moment, Quirrell, who was sitting in the professor's chair, was screaming and slapping the green fire on his head, and he didn't cast a spell. Someone next to him pulled out a wand to help, but he seemed to be frightened and rushed out of the stadium with a green torch on his head.

When he met Ron again, the boy still looked overly excited.

"Did you see it? I cheated on Quirrell!"

"Well done, at least you took the initiative this time, so I was sure who really cursed Harry!"

"Are you talking about Quirrell?"

This is easy to guess, because Hermione didn't do it.

"Yes, it's him!"

"So he is taking revenge for the dog bite last time? Doesn't this mean that he will take revenge on us later?" Ron said a little horrified.

"It's very likely!"

At this time, there was a cry of surprise from the field.

Hermione and the others looked over and realized that Harry had caught the Golden Snitch with his mouth and killed the game.

After the game, Harry, who knew the whole story, was shocked, "He is a professor, he was just bitten by a dog once, why is he so stingy?"

Ron couldn't stand it, "Brother, there is no difference between being bitten by that dog and dying once, do you think everyone has Hagrid's physique?"

Harry couldn't refute this, so he could only say, "So what should we do?"

Hermione raised her chin slightly, "It's very simple, tell the teacher!"