time at hogwarts

In fact, Wood's pressure was not just from Slytherin suddenly finding a reason to play Hufflepuff as the game was approaching, even though they had failed to win against each other in previous friendly matches.

There is also a lot of pressure that actually comes from within the team. First, the twins are now less enthusiastic about Quidditch than before, which prevents them from running as rampant in the game as before.The second was Harry. Not only Hermione could see Harry's absent-mindedness, but Wood, who was also in a sensitive period, could also see it at a glance.In this case, the opponent's seeker has become stronger and his own has become weaker. It is obvious which one is stronger and which one is worse. How can Wood not be worried, so even in this bad weather, he They must also be trained hard so that they cannot be distracted from thinking about other things.

He had noticed Magos and Hermione below early on, but he had no time to pay attention to them at this time. It was not a friendly match with teams from other colleges. Their help was really limited, but he would not give up anything now. There was a possibility of promotion, so it was better to ask Harry to call Magos over.

If McGoss knew what Wood was thinking, he would definitely pick up the Quaffle and hit him hard on the head. In this damn weather, he couldn't even see anyone clearly. What else was he mentioning? He still hasn't identified which one. The figure is Harry.

Finally, after another lightning strike, Wood faced his complaining teammates and had to end today's training early.

Wood walked up to Magos and almost yelled out his thoughts. Magos couldn't really smack him in the face with the Quaffle. After thinking seriously for a while, he shook his head helplessly.

"The match between us and Hufflepuff was like a sharp spear piercing a solid shield. It would be okay if the gap was larger, but according to you, their level has been greatly improved after the substitution. The final score is more likely to be tied, so whoever catches the Snitch will dominate the game."

This unsaid nonsense made Wood a little disappointed. He also knew that the key now was in Harry's hands, but Harry's condition made him less confident.

Hermione saw what Wood meant and comforted loudly.

"We will let Harry be in the best condition to face tomorrow's game."

"I hope so." Wood replied unconvincingly. He had talked to Harry about this matter many times. Although Harry worked harder, it was obvious that he had too many worries and could not give full play to his abilities. Show your own strength.

Then Wood walked to the other team members to cheer him up, and then Harry came dangling from the air.

"The wind in the sky was really strong, and I almost caught it several times." He called the golden snitch over and put it back in the box.

Since there were a lot of people here, Hermione and Magos didn't say anything about it and waited until Wood announced the disbandment.

"It seems that the waterproof spell is not omnipotent."

"Cleaned up." Hermione used the cleaning spell to barely remove the water droplets dripping from her body.

"I have to go back and take a shower."

Like Magos, Harry's body couldn't be completely cleaned by the cleaning spell, and the sticky feeling on his body was very uncomfortable.

McGoss told him Hermione's thoughts as they walked back to the common room.

"Veritaserum" Harry also looked surprised, and then hesitated.

"Does it really allow wizards to tell the truth without reservation?"

"Absolutely, at least I haven't heard of any wizard who can resist it." Hermione said firmly.Even if she didn't know if it was true that all wizards were not immune.But this white lie was better than letting Harry face Sirius alone.

Harry still trusted Hermione's knowledge base. He hesitated for a while and then nodded in agreement. Then they returned to the moving stairs and waited for the stairs to the principal's office.

"Will he still stay there? I think he might hide somewhere else."

"But he won't leave too far. There are dementors in the distance looking for clues about him, and there are Dumbledore and professors nearby. Unless he hides in one place for the rest of his life, he may be able to find him."

Talking about the dementors, Magos felt a fire in his heart. As long as these young men rebelled in the future, he would definitely do his best to kill them all. Their revenge was so strong that people couldn't understand it, and their power was so powerful for them. It is basically unsolvable for ordinary people and young wizards, and it is too harmful.

On the way, they met Filch's cat, Mrs. Norris, in a corridor. She followed them to the principal's office before stopping, staring at them as they entered the office.

"This cat is so annoying, but Crookshanks is so much nicer," Hermione complained softly.

"Mrs. Norris will be angry if she hears this." A chuckle came from the top of the stairs.

“It’s such a joy to have guests in this terrible weather.”

"Headmaster Dumbledore." Magos and the three walked up the stairs.

"Oh, it looks like you guys just came out of the storm."

The same "Clean Up" spell had completely different effects when Dumbledore used it.

At this time, Magos and the others no longer felt sticky, they felt as comfortable as if they had just soaked in a hot spring and put on clean and warm clothes.

"How about another cup of hot tea." He waved his wand at the table behind him, and four steaming cups of tea appeared on the long table.

Harry was not in the mood to drink tea at this time. It would be fine if he wasn't going to tell Dumbledore. Now that he was going to tell him, he couldn't wait.

"Headmaster Dumbledore, we have met Sirius Black."

Dumbledore's expression changed when he heard this, his brisk expression disappeared, and he looked at Harry seriously.

"Tell me everything that happened when you met him."

Harry nodded repeatedly and was about to speak.Dumbledore interrupted with a wave of his hand.

"But don't rush for these few seconds. I think this is the safest place. Let's take a sip of tea to calm down."

"No need." Harry swallowed these two words under Dumbledore's gaze, and obediently walked to the table and sat down, picked up the tea and took a sip.Strangely enough, as he drank the tea, the rush and irritability in Harry's heart gradually disappeared.After Magos, Dumbledore and Hermione also sat down, he began to slowly tell what happened that day.

After Harry finished speaking, Dumbledore didn't speak in a hurry.Seeing this, the three Magos also slowed down their breathing, waiting for Dumbledore's opinion.

"I wanted to wait until you were older before telling you about this, but I didn't know it so soon after I found you." Dumbledore sighed.

"Who was my father killed by?" Harry's eyes were red, recalling his experience at the Dursleys and the photos left by his parents, and his heart was filled with hatred.