Archaeologists at Hogwarts

Chapter 308
Just when Harry thought Professor Highmore was about to forget himself, a new announcement finally appeared in the large magazine in the common room.

[Our school will officially hold a Quidditch match two weeks later. Students who are interested in joining the team can sign up at Mrs. Huo Qi, and will also be eligible to watch the game for free. 】

Below is a list of the teams they played against, including the Chudley Cannons and the Holyhead Harpies.

Ron was dumbfounded.

"The Chudley Cannons? The Chudley Cannons I know?"

He still has a poster of the team in his bedroom and is a die-hard fan.

"I didn't expect it to be this way." Harry said a little confused: "There is no age limit written on it, so it should be fine. Do you think I should sign up?"

Harry had already learned about the other party's thoughts from Professor Highmore - he wanted to lure James out by joining a team, and James would definitely not let go of this opportunity to watch.

Of course, Harry supported Professor Highmore in doing so, and he also wanted to find out the whereabouts of his father as soon as possible, provided that he was really still alive.

But the point is, if Harry can't be chosen
"Of course I'm going!" Ron said decisively, "Even if I want to go for free tickets, I will find a way to participate."

This was somewhat unexpected to Harry.

However, at this moment, Hermione raised her doubts.

"But there aren't that many seats in the stands." She said puzzled, "If everyone is like this, then wouldn't they be able to receive the ticket money."

"Will there ever be a completely free Quidditch match?"

This sounds out of order, and not only them, but many people have thought of it.

"I think this matter can be put aside for the time being." Harry glanced at Wood who was not far away and said, "Next week is the game between Gryffindor and Hufflepuff, and we have to win this game first." Some talk."

This year is Wood's last year at the school, and he has reminded the players on the team more than once that this is also his last chance to win the Academy Cup.

A few days passed, and Harry tried to eat as much breakfast as possible under the persuasion of Hermione and Ron. He knew that the Hufflepuff team would be difficult to deal with, and Cedric was a strong opponent.

Just as he was about to go to the field, Ron suddenly turned his head.

"What's the matter?" Harry was extremely nervous, and he blurted out: "Have you seen our hope of winning this game?"

"Then I have to turn around." Ron looked at him and said with a smile: "Guess who I just saw - the captain of the Chudley Cannons, I'm sure I read it right, he also came to see your game! "

On the other side, Toby received the famous captain in the office.

Losing to a homeless team is indeed a big name.

However, it was a little different from Ludo's rhetoric. Toby didn't see the old man who didn't want to participate in the competition in the other party, but he was full of fighting spirit.

"I knew we wouldn't be buried." Calvin Gjen, the captain of the Chudley Cannons, grabbed Toby's hands gratefully and said, "Someone will know that we have great potential." .”

Al looked at him as if he was looking at a mental illness, and Toby smiled and said, "Of course, I am very optimistic about your team-but why isn't the team manager coming to watch the school's game, where is he?"

"Resigned." Gazeon said with a big wave of his hand, "That guy betrayed us and became a homeless man."

Al endured the extreme difficulty with a smile, but Toby was even more satisfied with this: "That's really great——no, I mean, I happen to have someone to recommend, and then we can meet and have a good discussion The specific matters of the team."

"Thank you, thank you so much!" Gazeon said with bright eyes.

Before the start of the game, they came to the crowded arena together, and Toby arranged for Gjen to sit with the professors and put him next to Lupin.

"I thought you'd have a chance to talk," Toby whispered to Lupine.

"What are you talking about?" Lupine didn't expect that Toby would invite the captain of the team who was about to play. He still had a lot of secrets in his heart that he wanted to hide from Toby—whether it was Dumbledore's movements or the opponent's. All orders must be kept from Toby.

"What else can it be?" Toby looked at him strangely: "How long do you think you can last in school? Let's see the second half of the semester. If you can't stay here, you can How about another job for you - team manager?"

Lupine opened his mouth. The professor's curse on him had already been fulfilled in the first half of the semester, so what problems would he encounter?
Could it be that Toby saw through his hidden secret?Reminding him indirectly?

This made Lupine a little distracted throughout the game. He was thinking about the consequences, and he planned to go to the Pig's Head Bar to find Sirius and Tonks as soon as the game was over, and discuss what to do next.

Gjeon was very interested. He watched the whole game without blinking his eyes——Hufflepuff chased hard, but it was a pity that they didn't have such an excellent Seeker as Harry. In the end, they won with [-] points. Lost to Gryffindor by .

Gryffindor won.

Harry held on to the Snitch, surrounded by a crowd, listening to the shouts in his ears.

"We won! We won!" Wood shouted excitedly: "That's great, Harry! As long as the next Slytherin doesn't win Ravenclaw too many points"

Harry couldn't hear the rest of it as another, louder voice overwhelmed Wood.

"Mr. Potter, and Mr. Diggory, you stay here for a while, I have something to discuss with you."

It was Professor Highmore's voice. For a moment, the people around Harry obviously became more enthusiastic after being stunned for a moment.

"You've been selected!" Ron shouted with his eyes wide open. "You're about to be selected by the Chudley Cannons. You're going to play in the World Cup!"

"It's still early." No one heard what Harry was saying, and the cheers were overwhelmed. He saw the Hufflepuff team members not far away staring at them unwillingly, and Cedric tried his best to appease him. The mood of the team members.

Gradually, the crowd on the court disappeared, leaving only Harry and Cedric.

They exchanged glances, then walked together towards the stands, where Professor Highmore and Gjeyn were waiting for them.

"age is not a problem."

Before they could say hello, Harry and Cedric heard Gazeon's satisfied lock: "We just lost to the homeless team, what more can we ask for?"

"You heard it too." Toby looked at the two people with satisfaction and said, "Seize this opportunity well, whether you can join depends on your performance - you will be able to play directly next week, and you can come in rotation. "

Harry didn't expect this surprise to come so suddenly. He thought there would be a lot of assessments, but even Professor Highmore's examination was not as difficult as it was, and he only needed to play an inter-house competition.

"Then do we need training?" Cedric asked in the same shock: "There is only one week left, is this enough?"

"No need." Gjen seemed to be still immersed in the satisfaction of the two, he said indifferently: "When the time comes, you can go directly to the field, and the running-in in the game is the most useful."

Harry seemed to understand why the Chudley Cannons had lost so many times in a row.

He now has some doubts whether James Potter can see such a team, will he really come to watch his game?

Toby is quite confident about this.

After Gjeon left, he talked to Harry alone again.

"You don't need to worry about James, I'll be there too, and I won't let any suspicious spectators go. Oh, by the way, and Severus—"

"Snape?" Harry was shocked: "He will also come to the game?"

"Trust me." Toby knew Harry would react like this: "He wants to find James more than anyone else, and he is the most suitable person."

After returning to the dormitory, Harry worriedly told Ron and Hermione about the incident.

"Relax, you're too nervous." Ron comforted him and said, "Wouldn't Professor Highmore be there too, what's so scary about it."

Hermione also nodded and said, "Yeah - but don't you really need training?"

"It's not just that we don't need to train." Harry said dejectedly: "You won't get free tickets either. I just said how could Professor Highmore be so kind, it turned out that he used this method to pick people. "

It was conceivable that the students sitting in the auditorium would not be all Hogwarts students, which made Harry very uncomfortable, and he doubted whether he could accept this kind of competition environment.

If you can't accept it, you have to accept it.

In the next few days, Wood, who heard the news, would come to Harry almost every day to help him with special training.Even Dean McGonagall, who was always strict, was asking Harry if he needed any help, asking him for a half-day vacation and so on.

Harry knew they all hoped he wouldn't lose to Cedric.

It is estimated that Cedric has the same experience.

Once Harry saw Dean Sprout telling Cedric something, probably something like giving him two days off, but Cedric obviously politely refused.

That's right, Cedric's grades are much better than his, and it's not just Quidditch that can be used, there's no need to devote all your attention to it.

In this restless waiting, the day of the game finally drew near.

Early in the morning, Harry felt that the atmosphere in the auditorium was a little different. He hadn't felt this way for a long time - all the people passing by were paying attention to him, and their eyes were fixed on him.

"Do you want a photo?" Colin carefully raised the camera and asked, "This is your first official game."

"Okay," Harry said, breaking off a forced smile under the flash.

"Don't worry, buddy." Ron kept patting Harry's back, acting more nervous than anyone else, and almost accidentally pushed Harry's head into the porridge bowl.

"Be careful." Hermione glared at him, and then asked Harry in a low voice, "Is it true that the owner of the bar can't come to the game?"

Although she had already got the answer last weekend, Hermione couldn't help but ask again.

"No." Harry shook his head and said, "He can't leave the bar, that's fine, Aurors are everywhere, it's safer that way."

Although he knew that this was Sirius' wise decision, Harry still couldn't help being a little disappointed.

After eating breakfast, Harry left the auditorium with the encouragement of a group of people. He saw the scattered spectators walking towards the stadium from a distance, and felt that it was difficult to save what he had just eaten until the end of the game.

Harry saw the complete Chudley Cannons in the team lounge. When one of the tall, thin men complained that he would lose his job in the clothing store, Harry felt that his previous judgment was still hasty-very Obviously these people have side jobs, or playing basketball is their hobby.

"Good news and bad news."

Gjen popped up and said, "Boys, you don't have to take turns anymore—old Wayne got burned looking after the dragon, Polly's words—"

"I guess I overslept again, boss." A player was owling the sixth letter: "Maybe I should try sending a dung bomb this time."

"Two is good, not too many." Gazeon added, then turned to Harry and Cedric and said with a smile: "Currently the team's funds are tight, otherwise we can send five at a time— —In short, it’s okay for you to play with us for a while, right?”

The two looked at the unreliable Gazeon, and they really didn't understand. Is this really the only choice left for Professor Haimo?
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"You're not planning to buy the Chudley Cannons, are you?"

Slughorn said with a strange look.

No one expected that Horace Slughorn would come to the game, but he didn't come because of the Chudley Cannons, nor because he saw in a magazine that there would be new players coming to the game, but because Because Gwenog Jones, the captain of the Holyhead Harpies, sent him free tickets.

At this time, he was sitting in the best position in the stands, with his students on the left and right sides.

Snape kept a cold face and said nothing.

On the contrary, Toby admitted frankly: "The performance of the Quidditch team has always been linked to the price, and sometimes, a team's influence can be much greater than the Minister of Magic, if it can be bought Of course it's the best."

Slughorn immediately became interested. He just wanted to make sure that he might be able to help, but the next second he thought of the rumors in the recent period, plus the relationship between Hogwarts and the Ministry of Magic. The discordant report immediately dispelled the thought of interrupting.

But he still has a very important question to ask.

"Albus. How soon will he be back?"

"Huh?" Toby turned to look at his old headmaster, and Snape also turned his head, staring at him with a look of jokes.

"It may be a long time." Toby didn't give an accurate time, and then immediately said to Snape: "It's your turn to play, referee, don't deliberately target my students anymore, I will watch Yours. Didn’t you see, I even found someone to take your place.”

Slughorn chuckled, Snape took the microphone with a sullen face, and officially announced that the match would start immediately.

(End of this chapter)