Ravenclaw's Blue Gem

She put the binoculars into Zoe's arms and directed her to look at the sky thousands of feet. The sky became foggy again, and it seemed that it would rain soon.Harry and Draco stopped in the air, very close to each other, they were facing each other.

Zoe saw a small golden object hovering on the back of Draco's head, the size of a walnut, and its wings buzzing at high speed. She noticed that Harry had seen the Snitch, and he tried not to let Draco realize that he had seen it. , Like an experienced hunter, he calmly attracted the attention of his proud opponent.

The moment Harry decided to rush the broomstick, Zoe's warning suddenly came from a long distance. The voice was so high and far away that at least Harry and Draco could hear it clearly.

"Draco! Back! Draco!"

Harry didn't waste this opportunity. He rushed forward as soon as Draco looked after him and slammed Draco's broomstick-the other party apparently saw the Snitch too, but he was one step ahead and his hand was about to Enough for it...

But the Snitch suddenly disappeared. Harry noticed sharply that the Snitch was flying down at a super high speed. He immediately followed closely, and Draco followed closely.Harry’s broomstick is a smooth wheel 2000, and the acceleration is slightly weaker than Draco’s new style, but he just stared at the golden touch in front of him, Draco started hitting his broomstick with the tail of the broom, Harry grasped tightly Broomstick, he can't change the line, otherwise he will be lost.

Soon, a large green lawn appeared in front of them and approached them. Draco's face changed drastically. If this goes on, let alone catching the snitches, they will even hit the ground and become shattered.He hesitated, and after another two or three seconds, Draco whispered "Asshole", pulled up his broomstick, and gave up.

Harry's mouth was dry and he only felt the pressure of the airflow oppressing him. He just wanted to go a little bit forward, just a little bit more. He felt a cold touch on his palm. Without hesitation, Harry put his body on the broomstick. , The tip of the broom lifted slightly, almost at a right angle, and he could feel his bare skin numb with the turf.

He raised his height precisely when the broom was about to crash into the crowd, watching those close at hand staring at him dumbfounded, Harry felt a flame of excitement in his heart, he laughed, cold The air poured into his lungs, feeling uncomfortable, so he stopped the behavior immediately.

He stopped slowly on the lawn, raised his right hand, and a little gold leaked between his fingers.

He caught the Snitch and won another victory for Gryffindor.

The auditorium exploded. This refers to the sound of people shouting enthusiastically (HX). The red and gold lion flag is majestic and majestic. His teammates rushed over and took him into his arms, and then threw him up again and again. He couldn't Recognize which hand is rubbing his hair, because countless hands are doing it-his appearance is so wonderful.He is only in the second grade, but he has demonstrated skills that only professional players can make.

He heard Wood yelling, "That's it, Harry!" George exclaimed, "Steer vertically! How did you do it!" Angelina patted his arm passionately, "It's all on you, Harry!" Gryffindor triumphed No doubt.But even a small part of Slytherin gave him applause, because his superb skills briefly impressed these people.

"We must go back to the lounge and celebrate!" Fred yelled.

"We can get something to eat and drink all night!" Everyone agreed.

Madam Hooch also looked at him with a smile, teasing that he might choose to enter a professional team in the future. Harry had never been so affirmed on something, except Quidditch.He smirked happily until the two sides lined up again.

"I won't lose to you, Potter." Even Draco's gritted teeth didn't make his mood worse.

*****

"I have to regret to tell you, Miss Siegel, Ravenclaw will deduct five points for your recklessness." Professor McGonagall held his glasses a little, "Except for the announcer, it is forbidden to use the amplification spell during the game. Yes, and you use it to interfere with the game. If it weren’t for Mr. Porter’s luck, someone would even get injured in this game.”

Although Professor McGonagall categorized this amazing flight as luck, she was one of the happiest people in the victory at Gryffindor House, but these were not the main points.

"I'm very sorry, Professor, I don't know..." Zoe knew it was better to admit his mistakes honestly at this time.

"That's why only five points will be deducted. If the person doing this is some habitual offender..." At this time, her eagle-like eyes looked out of the office, pointing out, "May even get a confinement."

There were chaotic footsteps outside, as if some people were running away in panic.

"Remember the lesson, Miss Siegel."

"Yes, Professor."

Just as this conversation was about to end successfully, Flitwick suddenly ran over in sweat, "Something happened, Minerva! Another...oh, Miss Siegel?!"

He was taken aback when he noticed that Zoe was here.But obviously there was no way to hide this. He finally said in front of everyone present: "The second attack, ma'am. It's a student this time..." He glanced at Zoe. "Anyway, Dumbledore is here. The infirmary is waiting for you, we must hurry up."

McGonagall stood up immediately, walked out of her desk, and solemnly said to Zoe: "Now, Miss Siegel, you can go back first. Our conversation is over."

"Wait, Professor." Zoe looked at the two adults and made them realize that she couldn't be fooled away like this. "You haven't told me who was attacked."

"It's terrible, terrible, kid, but don't be too stressed." Flitwick's face was ugly, and he said in a soothing tone. "The student at Ravenclaw School, the person who was attacked was Padma Pey Teal."

Chapter Thirteen

The news of Padma Petir’s attack swept across Hogwarts like a gust of wind. This beautiful Indian girl has a very good reputation in the college, has many friends, and she is also very good at school. She speaks very elegantly. She is not the kind of person who can make enemies. You don't know or care about it at school, but you can hardly find anyone who hates her.

The joy of a hearty Quidditch match quickly evaporated and disappeared, and there was panic everywhere.The students now have to look around when they walk, for fear of a monster jumping out of the corner of the corridor.Mrs. Pomfrey was even more busy. Not only was she busy taking care of the patients lying in bed, but also had to deal with students who inquired in all aspects. She was too tired, and finally got angry, plus Professor McGonagall’s iron fist treatment. End the noisy infirmary.

"Parvati..."

Her twin sister is now in tears almost every day, Parvati will run to the infirmary whenever she has the opportunity to see her petrified sister, Lavender comforts her.Since Padma was attacked, they never talked to Hermione anymore because she calmed them down and was still talking to Zoe.

Harry discovered that Hermione was rushing to the library as soon as she had time, with a large pile of books beside him, so he and Ron also went up to help, although they didn't know what they could do.

"We still have clues." Hermione's voice was a little worried. "We have to find out who opened the Chamber of Secrets fifty years ago."

"Fifty years is not a short period of time, and they won't write this kind of thing in a book to let others know." Ron frowned and opened a book covered with spider webs, choked by the dust on his face. sneeze.

"But someone must know about this. When it happens, there will be riots in the whole school. Let me think about it..." Hermione thought desperately, holding her head.

"Hey, she really cares about Siegel." Ron suddenly came over and bit his ears with Harry.

"If it was either of you who had something like this, I would be very concerned." Hermione replied stiffly. Ron didn't want to irritate her, so he quickly apologized.

"I mean, even her friend-Malfoy-didn't move. Maybe they didn't care..."

But these words seemed to just hit Hermione's ignition point. She threw the book on the table with a slap, and Mrs. Pince looked at them condemningly and coughed loudly.

"It's not a question she doesn't care about, Ron!" Hermione frowned worriedly. "Open the secret room and attack innocent students! If this charge is convicted, I can't imagine how the Ministry of Magic will treat her! "

"You can write down the sound I heard before." Harry started. "That's the sound I heard when we found Mrs. Lorris. Maybe that's also a clue."

"Yes, Harry." Hermione hurriedly wrote sentences with a quill brush. "Have you heard them lately?"

"No." Harry shook his head.

"What else can we do?" Hermione rolled the ends of her hair with her fingers. "Yes, Harry, Ron! Malfoy! He's from Slytherin, maybe he will know who the secret room is. The one who opened--and his father, we may know the man who opened the secret room fifty years ago..."

"Maybe he opened it. Look at his excited face when he heard the attack, he couldn't tell us honestly." Ron muttered.

"No, at least it won't be him this time. If Malfoy opens the secret room, he will not choose to frame Zoe. No matter how asshole Malfoy is, I don't think he will betray Zoe." Hermione said. Definitely.

"Then you can ask Torsigal right away, won't we know the truth?" Harry was happy, as if he had touched it.

I don't know that Hermione flinched suddenly: "No, no. I can't see her now." We're still fighting!She swallowed the second half of the sentence.

No matter what the two boys asked, Hermione refused to let Zoe go. She just said that she probably found a certain way, but she still needed some help, and then she vaguely walked away, leaving two Confused boy.

*****

In such a repressive atmosphere, Guidro Lockhart’s duel club finally saved a little bit of life. The students who came to this club may not necessarily be taught by Lockhart. They are more immersed in being able to In the excitement of trying a duel, the club's advertisement gathered many people, and even many senior students appeared.

Lockhart thought he jumped out smartly, said some playful jokes, and promoted his achievements. Harry felt that Hermione was the only one who applauded sincerely, and more people cared about him. A gloomy man with a hooked nose.Snape, a greasy big bat with malicious eyes flashing in his eyes, stood sullenly beside Lockhart.

"He can really talk nonsense." Zoe swept around casually, mainly to see a conspicuous little brown-haired girl.The vision is good because there is no one around.In fact, she is not interested in this club at all, whether it is the person who teaches them or the content of the professor.But when she found out that Hermione would be here, she also found a chance to come to the party pretending to be careless.

She didn't know how she was going to get it back, and she couldn't even take the initiative to speak up. She obviously only needed to say "Sorry" or "Thank you" to Hermione, and they would be able to reveal this article.But she just kept looking forward and backward, spinning around.Hermione really wouldn't meet her, even if she hit her face, she would immediately turn her face away.

Zoe shuddered at the thought that they might pass by without saying hello like strangers.

At this time, there was a brief riot in the front row. Lockhart decided to teach in a practical way. He chose Snape and stood face to face with him. Lockhart always had a lot of flowers on his hands. Snape's eyes looked like Lockhart has already been sentenced to death.