Archaeologists at Hogwarts

Chapter 259 Harry and Cedric

What do you mean don't let the devil fight?
Cedric also learned the devil?!
When did this happen? !
Harry found that not only had his broom been robbed, but his only secret skill had also been learned by other students.The more he thought about it, the more awkward he felt, and he didn't say anything along the way, secretly depressed.

There was no one in the castle early in the morning, and even ghosts would not come out of the wall suddenly at this time to scare you. The corridor was quiet, and Al was curious at first why Harry didn’t speak suddenly Yes, but after looking back a few times it just took it as either Harry wasn't awake, or just woke up.

You can tell by the messy hair on the back of Harry's head, Al wished he could just cut it off, so as not to worry about it-well, it's like Snape's long hair, it's always greasy, if you have to say This is considered a skill, but Al still wants to find a chance to cut off Snape's hair - think about it carefully, it seems that Toby may also need a haircut, and Principal Dumbledore's beard is also very long.
Looking at it this way, Al realized that he still had a lot of things to do.

Harry caught a glimpse of a stream of new thoughts popping up above Al's head—many of them meant 'try it', and a few of them were hesitating to start, waiting until they were drunk. Do.

What is this again?
Harry couldn't help but wonder.

Could it be something to do with the Firebolt?To play Quidditch after getting Cedric drunk?

His mind was filled with words like "fake match", and when he came back to his senses, he found that he was already standing at the other end of the corridor on the eighth floor, and a wooden door suddenly appeared on the blank wall in front of him.

It appears he has arrived, and the location is the Room of Requirement.

Al sat on the small flying carpet and floated over to push the door open, then turned his head and waved to Harry, letting him go in behind him.

The Room of Requirement changed drastically. Harry could tell at a glance that the room was arranged like a Quidditch pitch, with tall rings standing on both sides, but there was no auditorium, which seemed a bit nondescript.

"I thought it would be bad if other people saw this scene."

A voice sounded from the corner of the playing field——Professor Haimer walked over, followed by a tired Cedric, with red eyes, who seemed to have stayed up all night without sleep.

"Not all wizards can accept the existence of the devil. It's better not to let other people see it, so as not to say that I have taught bad students." Toby smiled at Harry: "I hope you haven't forgotten to learn from me." The ability to go will come in handy later.”

Harry had a lot of questions to ask Professor Highmore at once—like Aunt Petunia, and whether his father had really done something unforgivable, but now that a stranger like Cedric was here, let Harry say something. Can't even ask.

Also, the Firebolt thing was bothering him.This made Harry's reaction to Cedric's greeting very flat, just nodded slightly, and said nothing more.

"Wake up?" Toby asked casually, "That's fine, now is not the time to be in a good mood. Summon the devil first, Harry."

Harry frowned at Cedric, obviously hesitant to reveal his secret to this man.

"Why, you're not happy?" Toby looked around at the two of them, and the expression on Cedric's face was already a little awkward.

"Well, I didn't make it clear in advance." He yawned and said, seemingly tired: "It's time for you to strengthen your control over the devil, so I need you to fight a quiz with the help of the devil." Di Qi, it doesn’t matter what the rules are, but you can’t use devils to hurt the opponent. How about it, can it be done? Even if you can’t, you have to try it, this is a good opportunity——and, this is for you.”

He conjured something and threw it at Harry as he spoke.

After receiving it, Harry realized that it turned out to be a brand new Firebolt, and he couldn't take his eyes off it.

"It's time to give it to you." Toby smiled at Harry: "I have kept it for too long, use it well, I believe you will perform even better than your father— What's wrong?" He noticed that Harry's expression was a little strange: "Did I say something wrong?"

"No, Professor." Harry whispered, wondering how long Professor Highmore was going to hide the gift from Sirius.

Toby stared at Harry for a while, he was really tired, and said again: "Are you thinking about the World Cup match I said before? Forget it, you have become better than any star player." You’re going to be famous, and you don’t really have to be on the court.”

Ok.

Harry said silently in his heart, it seems that Professor Highmore is determined to conceal the matter of Sirius, and the hatred between these two people is deeper than he imagined.

However, Harry still noticed the surprise in Cedric's eyes when he heard these words. It seems that he didn't own the Firebolt because of the promise to go to the field or something-this shows that Professor Highmore is actually more optimistic about it. alone?

Harry's mood was relieved a little, and he was no longer so awkward.

"Okay, kids." Toby said to them, "I know you may be tired and can't keep your spirits up, but time is running out, first summon your demons, then play a training game, and wait until the end Then you can rest, and maybe make it to breakfast. Now, let's get started."

Harry did so this time, he clenched his wand tightly, thinking of his hatred of Grindelwald, the black smoke slowly condensed into shape, and a rune snake with three heads appeared in front of him, spitting out a letter, A look that is not to be trifled with.

At the same time, he was also paying attention to Cedric's situation.Apparently Harry's demon surprised Cedric, but he did manage to conjure his own - a vicious badger with an unfriendly eye on a rune snake, Hufflepuff's. There really is nothing more Hufflepuff than representing the animals.

"Very good." Toby said with satisfaction: "The first step was successful, now try to fly a circle on the broom, remember to keep the devil from falling too far behind you."

This is the first time Harry has tasted the Firebolt. It is so fast that he has never thought of it. It flies like a whizzing bullet. Fortunately, the space in the room has been expanded enough, otherwise it would be impossible to experience it. less than.

Cedric was also full of energy and flew around the room again and again. He was not so sleepy now. If Professor Haimer hadn't stopped him, neither of them would be willing to stop.

"It seems that you are all in good spirits." Toby said with satisfaction. He always paid attention to the two people. It will certainly not be easy to keep negative emotions under such circumstances.

Al brought over a box just in time, and the contents thumped loudly.Harry knew right away that there was something in there, it must be a Quaffle, or a Bludger, it couldn't be a Snitch, it was too small to make such a noise.

Immediately afterwards, Harry realized that he still underestimated Professor Highmore.

It turned out to be the flame ball they had seen in the exam last semester!

"what happened?"

Toby noticed the panic in the eyes of the two, and he smiled and said, "Do you think I want you to fight each other? No, no, no, this is too boring and meaningless. Your real enemy is it— —”

Toby snapped his fingers, making the light on the flame ball shine a little more: "Remember not to be touched by it, or you will have breakfast in the school hospital—are you ready?" He stared at the two people ask.

Harry seemed to understand why Professor Highmore didn't delve into his prejudice against Cedric. It turned out that it didn't matter at all, and they were all waiting for him at the flame ball.

Cedric seemed to want to fight for a while, and he asked cautiously: "But professor, didn't you say before that we can't let our devils hurt each other?"

"That's right." Toby said, "Don't you know that there is another way to drag people down? This is also related to the training for a while-the flame ball will keep attacking you until it hits the goal of either side. It will stop after scoring five times. In addition, there are some rules, such as whenever the flame ball is thrown into the opponent's goal, your own times will be cleared, and you have to start all over again. But well”

Toby suddenly sold a trick, leaving a glimmer of life under such extremely strict rules: "There is another method, that is, according to the method of throwing in turns, as long as it accumulates ten times, the flame ball will also stop attacking you— — How? It is definitely more convenient for two people to cooperate than one person, but I want to remind you that if the order is slightly wrong—for example, if a goal is shot twice in a row, it will also cause the count to be cleared. money, the other side can’t win.”

This is almost blatantly telling the two of the possibility of cooperation and imminent betrayal.

This is not impossible, Harry and Cedric were not familiar with each other before this, not to mention that Gryffindor and Hufflepuff are also competing with each other in the arena, anything is possible.

Cedric and Harry exchanged a glance inadvertently, and then separated immediately, unable to tell what it meant.

"Now, the game begins."

After saying this, the images of the two people jumped into the air like sharp arrows. Toby also threw the flame ball out. It immediately focused on Harry, who was a little behind, and collided with Harry with a violent whistling sound. In the past, Harry narrowly avoided him and let the rune snake stand beside him, which helped him bear a lot of pressure, but the hot flames still woke him up immediately—Professor Highmore didn't seem to be joking Yes, why did the training suddenly increase to such an extent?
"Harry Potter!"

Cedric, who was originally flying in front, immediately turned around and flew over. He yelled at Harry: "This can't work, we have to cooperate!"

Harry bit his lip and said nothing, still thinking about how to win the other party.

"Listen!" Cedric didn't give up, he was still shouting: "I can let you score first, that's totally fine! But we have to cooperate, do you think you can win Professor Highmore by yourself? "

"No one has seen him play Quidditch!" Harry finally responded unwillingly.

"But no one is better at dealing with students than the professor." Cedric's answer almost didn't make Harry laugh out loud. He immediately looked back and saw that Professor Highmore seemed quite satisfied with this evaluation— —A strict professor is much better than a nickname like Black Devil.

"What are you going to do?" Harry said, only thinking about winning his first point first.

"It's very simple." Cedric replied around him: "The flame ball will attack us non-stop, someone must divert it away, and another person can manipulate the devil to throw it into the goal—for sure There is no physical contact, otherwise we will all be burned."

"You?" Harry asked in surprise, "You want to lure him away for me?"

"I'll need you to help me do that later." Cedric said calmly, "Look, here it comes. Let me have a good look at your skills, Harry!"

As he spoke, he flew towards the flame ball, so fast that Harry couldn't react.The ferocious badger stood in front of its master, and didn't know what kind of magic the flames on the flame ball were, and it even posed a threat to the devil. It took only a few seconds for the black smoke on the badger to shrink by more than half a circle, as if it was about to be killed. defeated.

"Harry, hurry up!"

Cedric shouted, he has now led the flame ball near Harry's goal, and the next thing must be done by Harry himself, he is even in a state of insecurity, unable to pull away.

Harry hurriedly seized this opportunity, rushed to the vicinity of the flame ball, and commanded the rune snake to rush towards the flame ball with Parseltongue in the chaos—even in such a rapid roar, Cedric K also noticed the hiss coming from Harry's mouth, it was so abrupt that it was hard not to notice it.

The flame ball was smashed into Harry's goal, scoring the first point.

Now it was time for Harry to make a decision.

"You still have time to be distracted?!" Harry yelled imitating Wood: "Hurry up, it will rush towards us in a while, you go to your goal and wait now, I will lure it away it!"

Toby at the bottom noticed this scene, and he clicked his tongue in amazement: "Never make mistakes on the field, no matter what happens-from this point of view, Harry is indeed much better than James, at least not in scoring. And then just show off and let the opposing team take the opportunity to win a point."

"Yeah?" Al asked curiously, what else is going on?
"Of course." Toby said with a smirk: "Because I did this thing, I have to have fun-of course, I don't need to actually go to the arena, I just need to direct a few people in the audience to show surprise The look on his face, coupled with the stunned mouth, was enough to make James go crazy - he was so manipulative."

"Looking at it now, Harry seems to be about the same."

(End of this chapter)