The Legend of Harry Potter Schoolmaster

"Both captains shake hands!" Madam Hooch shouted loudly, "Get on the broom and listen to my whistle... three... two... one..."

As soon as the whistle sounded, the players of the two teams kicked hard on the frozen ground, and fifteen broomsticks flew into the sky almost simultaneously.

"...Okay, now they're off. I think everybody's going to be surprised to see the team Porter put together this semester." The boy with the hair and the snub nose was standing there, talking into the magic microphone.

Hufflepuff Year 5 Zacharias-Smith acted as interim commentator for the match.

As we all know, Mr. Smith has always had a bit of a grudge against Harry Potter - mainly due to the tragic death of his best friend beside Mr. Potter more than a year ago...

Therefore, the content of his game commentary is obviously biased towards Slytherin: "Gryffindor's new goalkeeper is Cormac McLaggen, not Ron Weasley, who once performed well in the game last semester. People are a little worried about them... and the goalkeeper position is very likely to become Gryffindor's biggest weak point..."

"The first Slytherin attack on goal, it was Urquhart flying across the pitch--" cried Zacharias:

"Oh, very bad save, McLaggen completely judged the wrong direction... Just as I just predicted, the goalkeeper's position is very likely to be a breakthrough for Slytherin... Urquhart scored, 10:0, Gryffindor has taken the lead!"

...

And on the janitor's table, Professor Minerva McGonagall, the dean of Gryffindor College, was watching the game with some worry.

She looked tense, and the game was clearly going against Gryffindor—

Goalkeeper Cormac McLaggen seemed to be cursed. Half an hour into the game, he still hadn't made a successful save... On the contrary, the players behind him had already been killed by Slytherin The Chasers, who penetrated eleven times.

Although Gryffindor's Chasers also worked hard (Ginny Weasley scored four goals for Gryffindor alone), they still fell behind 60:110.

Compared with Professor Minerva McGonagall, Headmaster Albus Dumbledore, who was also a supporter of Gryffindor, seemed a little interested.

He opened the box of Volkers assorted taffy that Professor McGonagall put in front of him specially, and after tasting a few pieces, he seemed to be thinking about something... Occasionally he would look up at the scoreboard.

"... Urquhart again, great job... 120:60, Slytherin's lead is already very large." Zacharias-Smith has already shouted a little excitedly in the commentary: "Mike Ragan's performance today was really clumsy, and I have to say that Porter chose the wrong goalkeeper for him and paid a heavy price..."

"...Look, Potter is trying to find the Snitch. He seems to want to end the fight on his own...it seems like the only way Gryffindor can win...but the weather is very gloomy today , this kind of weather is not suitable for quickly finding the snitch..."

Zacharias' extremely biased explanation had already made Professor McGonagall glaring at him, but he didn't realize it.

Unlike Professor Minerva McGonagall, who was engrossed in the game, Severus Snape, the head of Slytherin House, seemed to have noticed the headmaster's strangeness.

He took advantage of the other professors on the janitor's table and focused their eyes on the game, and quietly approached Dumbledore's position.

"Dumbledore?" Professor Snape asked in a low voice.

"Oh, Severus...what's the matter?" Dumbledore frowned slightly, and said in a low voice.

"It looks like your right arm..." Snape glanced at the headmaster's arm solemnly, and sighed softly, "It's quite serious, isn't it... with your strength, it can make you hurt like this... The situation must be serious!"

Albus Dumbledore seemed to be taken aback for a moment, but he reacted immediately. He nodded and responded calmly: "It's a bit beyond my expectation, but it's not as serious as you describe..."

"...at least in the last few months, it won't kill me." Dumbledore added, and then nodded to Professor Snape with a smile: "Besides, what I was thinking just now is not this thing."

"Oh?" Professor Snape looked up in surprise.

"I found out... Mr. Draco Malfoy, Slytherin's Seeker, did not appear in this match." Dumbledore seemed to mention it inadvertently.

"Draco..." Snape snorted softly: "I'm still working on his 'terrible' plan. I've been getting close to him recently to find out the real order and method the Dark Lord gave him...he looks like He was about to be convinced by me, he told me almost everything several times... It is not difficult to stop him..."

"Stop?" Albus Dumbledore shook his head: "Severus, I think you should help him... give him real help."

"Help?" Snape glanced at Dumbledore suspiciously: "You must not have forgotten, the purpose of the Dark Lord borrowing him."

"Of course not, you just want my life." Dumbledore smiled slightly: "Trust me, Severus..."

Suddenly there was a burst of eager cheers from around...

Snape nodded solemnly to Dumbledore, and left his side without leaving a trace.

...

"...What a pity..." In the commentary, Zacharias Smith shouted in disappointment: "Harry Potter caught the golden snitch..."

Zacharias couldn't hide his disappointment, and explained weakly: "...In this way, Slytherin, who was originally in the lead at 210:70...will lose this almost-at-hand victory with 210:220 ...Let us hail Gryffindor the victor...Alas...'

A Gryffindor player who didn't stop the car ran straight into the commentary stage... Zacharias in the ruins let out a scream.

At the same time, the entire Quidditch pitch was surrounded by cheers from a sea of ​​red and gold.

"It was a wonderful match, wasn't it..." Albus Dumbledore clapped his hands and said loudly at the janitor's table.

He looked very happy.

PS: I'm really sorry, I suddenly had a fever on the night of the 27th, and I could only take some medicine and then fell asleep; until now my body is a little better. Duan Geng didn't have time to ask everyone for leave, sorry, sorry...