Hogwarts, a Scholar Becomes a God

"Can I take it away?"

Clark could hear Harry's voice trembling with excitement.

"Yes." Professor McGonagall's face actually showed a smile, "I believe that you need to ride this broom to get a sense of feeling before the Star Six game, don't you? Potter—"

She stared at Harry, "You must strive to win, okay? Or we'll miss the Quidditch trophy for eight years in a row, as Professor Snape kindly reminded me last night."

Harry was speechless, he could only nod his head vigorously, then took the Firebolt and went upstairs with Clark back to the Gryffindor tower.

When they turned a corner, they saw Ron rushing towards them, his mouth wide open and his smile wide open.

"She gave it to you? Great! Listen to me, Harry, can I ride it and try it? Just tomorrow?"

"Okay...Anything is fine..."

Harry was also very excited. In the past month, his mood has never been as relaxed as it is today. A stone finally fell to the ground.

The three turned into the corridor leading to the Gryffindor common room and saw Neville being questioned by Sir Cadogan.

"Password?"

"Strange skin."

Neville opened the door of the common room and was about to go in when he heard footsteps. When he turned around, he saw Clark and the three of them, and hurriedly said hello.

"Hey, Clark, Harry, and Ron, come in together."

Harry and the others hurriedly accelerated their pace. Clark saw this and finally remembered why Sirius Black didn't break into Gryffindor's lounge to search for Peter Pettigrew recently.

It turned out that it was because of the butterfly effect caused by himself.

In the original novel, Neville, who has not been changed by Clark, is cowardly, timid, and has a little brain.

In this state, he couldn't remember the frequently changing passwords of the new guard, Sir Cadogan, so he could only write it down on a note.

As a result, Sirius Black seized the opportunity and ordered Hermione's cat Crookshanks to steal the note with the password, and then he was able to break into the Gryffindor common room.

However, today is different. Under the influence of Clark, the transmigrator, Neville has changed a lot. He has become more confident and brave, and even his mind has become much more flexible.

This also caused Sirius Black to have no chance to obtain the password of the Gryffindor common room.

At this time, the three of Clark had followed Neville into the lounge, and as soon as they entered, there was a burst of excited whispers around.

Everyone turned their heads, and right afterward, Harry was surrounded by those who were yelling for Firebolt.

"Where did you get it, Harry, did Professor McGonagall give it to you?"

"Can you let me try it?"

"Have you ever ridden, Harry?"

"Ravenclaw definitely won't play, they still swept the Seven Stars on a broom!"

"Can I have one, Harry?"

People passed the Firebolt around, admiring it from all angles, Harry and Ron were surrounded by them, looking proud.

Clark was standing on the periphery, thinking in his mind how to get Black to get the password, and at the same time not arousing suspicion, but Hermione suddenly appeared beside him.

"What are you thinking about, because of Sirius Black?"

"What?" Clark was stunned for a moment.

Hermione glanced around and found that everyone else's attention was on Harry, so she said, "Obviously, isn't it, this broom must have been sent by Black."

"You guessed so accurately, why don't you just apply for a job as a divination professor." Clark joked.

Hermione rolled his eyes at him, "Don't make trouble, did this come out without reasoning? You said that Black is wronged, he actually cares about Harry, plus his family has money, this broom won't work. Did he send it?"

Clark nodded, agreeing with her opinion, and Hermione asked again, "To be honest, aren't you trying to exonerate him, why haven't you found him yet?"

"No hurry." Clark looked at Harry surrounded by the crowd.

"A person like Blake is a typical Gryffindor, reckless, impulsive, arrogant and stubborn. He will not cooperate with us obediently if he rushes to him.

You have to hang him first to make him impatient and powerless. In this case, he will be more honest.

But now there is a problem. "

"What's the problem?" Hermione asked.

Clark told her about how to get Black into the Gryffindor public rest, and Hermione was also very troubled, because the crux of the problem was how to disguise it as a coincidence, so as not to arouse the suspicion of the professors and Black.

Neville then put forward his own opinion.

"Why let Blake enter the common room? You have to hang him and just ignore him?

He tried all kinds of methods and couldn't get into the common room. Isn't it a torment? Anyway, you just need to make him feel powerless. "

There seemed to be a flash of lightning in Clark's mind. Yes, he was caught in a block of knowledge. Why did he have to follow the development in the original book and let Blake enter the common room?

I just need to wait until Blake is powerless to appear in front of him.

After thinking about this, Clark stopped caring about Blake's affairs.

In the days that followed, Harry, who got the Firebolt, completely became a star in the school, and people pointed at him wherever he went.

He also took Ron to the last training session before the Gryffindor-Ravenclaw match, so that when the training was over, Ron could try the Firebolt.

Originally, Harry invited Clark and Hermione, but they found a reason to refuse, because Clark was not interested in riding a broom.

On the morning of the game, Harry went downstairs for breakfast with his classmates in the dorm, and they all seemed to think that Firebolt needed to have an honor guard.

Harry walked into the auditorium, the students turned their heads in the direction of the Firebolt, and the auditorium was buzzing with excitement.

Clark, who was eating breakfast, saw that the Quidditch players, including Malfoy, on the long Slytherin table, were stunned.

"Have you seen Malfoy's face?" Ron sat down and said happily to Clark, "His unbelievable look is amazing!"

The captain of the Gryffindor team, Wood, was also proud of the brilliance of the Firebolt. He happily asked Harry to place the broom in the center of the table and turn it carefully so that its nameplate was facing up.

Soon, students from Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff also came to watch. This thing was like a supercar. No matter men or women, no one could ignore it.

Cedric Diggory came over to congratulate Harry on getting such a wonderful broom to replace his Nimbus 2000, and Percy's girlfriend Penelope Clearwater asked if she could touch the fire Crossbow.

"Okay, okay, Penello, don't do any damage!" Percy said excitedly as Penello looked at the Firebolt carefully.

"Penello and I made a bet," he told the players. "Ten Galleons bet on the outcome of the game."

Hearing this, Penello was a little unhappy, put down the Firebolt, thanked Harry, turned his head and returned to her dining table. Seeing this, Percy hurriedly chased after her and ate a piece of toast with her.

Clark shook his head straight at his humble appearance. At this moment, a cold, dragging voice came from behind them.

"Are you okay with that broom, Potter?"

No need to look back, just listening to the voice, Clark knew who was coming.

Sure enough, Draco Malfoy also came to see the broom, and behind him were Crabbe and Goyle.

"I think so," said Harry casually.

"Maybe it has many special functions, doesn't it?"

Malfoy noticed Clark sitting beside Harry, and his tone was a little restrained, but it also sounded malicious.

"It's a shame it didn't have a parachute - in case you got too close to a Dementor."

Crabbe and Goyle giggled.

"It's a pity you can't have one more arm, Malfoy," Harry muttered, stuffing the bread into his mouth calmly, "that way you might have a better chance of catching the Snitch."

There was laughter on the long table in Gryffindor, Malfoy narrowed his gray eyes, but finally glanced at a group of tall Gryffindor team members sitting at the long table, and chose to choose turned away.

Everyone watched him walk among the other Slytherin team members, and found that those people were putting their heads together, thinking that they must be asking Malfoy if Harry's broom was a real Firebolt.

After breakfast, at a quarter to ten, the Gryffindor team set off for the locker room, and Clark and others also came to the stands of the stadium.

Compared to when they played against the Hufflepuffs, the weather was exceptionally sunny today, with a cool breeze blowing slowly and refreshingly.

Both teams walked onto the court and were greeted by thunderous applause.

The Ravenclaw team wore blue jerseys, and their Seeker, Cho Chang, was the only **** the team.

The red uniforms of the Gryffindor team were particularly conspicuous, but even more conspicuous was the Firebolt in Harry's hand.

The two teams stood face to face behind their respective captains.

"Wood, Davis, shake hands."

Mrs. Hooch said simply and neatly that Wood shook hands with the Ravenclaw captain.

"Get on the broom...Listen to my whistle...Three-two-one-"

With a piercing whistle, the game officially started.

Harry kicked his feet, and the Firebolt instantly started, rising sharply, flying faster than other brooms, and soaring high, making the little wizards sitting in the stands amazed again and again.

Lee Jordan, who was the commentator of this game, was even more excited to introduce the Firebolt with a lot of space, as if he was advertising it.

"The game has started. The biggest excitement of this game is the Firebolt that Harry of the Gryffindor team rides. It is said in "Broomsticks" that the Firebolt was the national team's first choice broom in this year's World Cup—"

"Jordan, can you tell us how the game is going now?" Professor McGonagall's voice interjected.

"No problem, Professor—I'm just giving some background information. By the way, the Firebolt has a built-in automatic brake that can—"

"Jordan!"

"Okay, okay, the ball is on Gryffindor's side, and Katie Bell is holding the ball and rushing towards the goal, she's trying to throw the ball and shoot... Nice job, good girl!"

Harry passed Katie head-on, looking around for the golden light.

Ravenclaw's Seeker, Cho Zhang, followed closely behind him, no doubt she was a great Seeker too, but under the pressure of the Firebolt's top gear, she Seems to have given up searching for the Snitch and just kept an eye on Harry.

Whenever Harry wanted to dive in which direction, she would suddenly pass in front of him, blocking his way, smiling at Harry, forcing him to change direction.

Don't even mention it, Harry seems to be facing this kind of beauty trick for the first time.

"Show her your acceleration, Harry!" Fred yelled, flying over to chase a Bludger aimed at Arya.

It was only then that Harry came to his senses. When going around Ravenclaw's goalpost, Harry urged the Firebolt to speed up. Soon, Qiu was behind.

Just as Katie hit the second shot of the game and the court on Gryffindor was boiling, Harry also saw it, a golden light appeared near the ground, just before the ground. Flying around the fence.

Harry swooped down quickly, and Qiu Zhang, who was behind him, followed closely, but her broom was not as good as the Firebolt, so she could only eat ashes in the back.

But just when Harry was only ten feet away from the golden light, a suddenly flying Bludger interrupted his dive.

It's Ravenclaw's batter!

Harry could only quickly dodge to the side to avoid the powerful blow, but in those crucial seconds, the Snitch disappeared.

"Oh!"

While Gryffindor supporters let out a sigh of disappointment, Ravenclaw cheered their batsman.

In order to vent his angry feelings, George Weasley hit the second Bludger directly at the batter who caused the trouble just now. The opponent was forced to roll a few times in the air in order to avoid it.

Next, the game was still very anxious. Gryffindor first took an 80-point lead, and then was pulled back by Ravenclaw by 30 points. At this time, if Qiu Zhang caught the Golden Snitch before Harry, Ravenclaw won.

Clark and the others found that Harry soon saw the figure of the Golden Snitch again, and he began to dive towards the goal of Gryffindor, but Qiu Zhang immediately appeared out of thin air and blocked his way.

"Harry! Now is not the time to be a gentleman!"

Wood shouted violently as Harry turned sharply to avoid a collision.

"If necessary, knock her off the broom!"

Harry glanced at Qiu, her beautiful face still had a smile on her face, which made Harry feel a strange twitch in his belly.

Damn, what happened to me!

Harry cursed inwardly, and when he turned to look again, the Snitch disappeared again.

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