Rebirth: I am the strongest second generation of Harry Potter

The thing is, when Hagrid was still struggling to find Hector and the others in the crowd, Harry had already spotted the Golden Snitch. He was very excited, and swooped down in his Nimbus 2000, chasing the golden light. Following closely behind him was Slytherin's Seeker, Terence Higgs. The Seekers also stopped fighting at this moment, and turned into close spectators on the court. The scene suddenly became less tense. Everyone was watching the two figures speeding in the sky. At this time, the superiority of the Nimbus 2000 was quickly revealed. The Sweeping Seven Stars under Higgs's seat was not only inferior to the Nimbus 2000 in linear acceleration, but also completely incomparable to Harry in terms of maneuverability in the air. Harry quickly left Higgs behind. He had already seen the Golden Snitch not far away. A small golden ball was flapping its wings and darting around in the air. It seemed to have noticed Harry behind it and once again accelerated.

Seeing that Harry was about to end the game, Slytherin captain Marcus Flint would not sit still and wait for death. He urged the broom and rushed towards Harry fiercely while others were not paying attention.

By the time the Weasley brothers reacted, it was too late. Flint had already rushed in front of Harry. Harry's reaction speed was also very fast. He suddenly pulled vertically. Flint felt that he could not complete his plan to knock Harry off the broom. He could only stretch his arms as far as possible and pulled the broom handle of Nimbus 2000 hard.

Harry grabbed the broom tightly, but the broom still obviously deviated from the set route. He was trying to control his center of gravity, and the Nimbus 2000 under him suddenly lost control strangely.

The whole broom shook violently, which threw Harry, who was not sitting firmly, off the broom.

He held the broom handle tightly with both hands, trying to calm his partner, but it was completely ineffective.

The broom was still shaking like an angry bull, as if it was determined to knock down his former best partner.

Jordan, who was commentating, roared angrily at first, ignoring Professor McGonagall's attempts to stop him.

The microphone was quickly muted manually by Professor McGonagall.

However, under his guidance, the little lions of Gryffindor began to pour out their inner anger in detail to the little snakes of Slytherin from a distance, with a series of 'f’，‘The sentences mainly began with 'i' and 's'.

However, the fierce abuse launched by the little wizards of Gryffindor against the Slytherin guys did not last long. The scene before them made them quiet down. The little lions held their breath, praying that their chasers would not fall off the brooms.

The flying broom continued to tumble in the air, which made it impossible for Harry to continue staring at the Golden Snitch. He tried his best to control the broom, but Nimbus 2000 did not listen to him, and the two of them fought against each other and slowly flew higher and farther into the sky.

"I don't know what Harry wants to do."Hagrid put down the telescope in his hand.

"If I didn't know him so well, I would have thought he just couldn't control his broom."He didn't continue, obviously realizing something.

"Did Flint break his broom when he bumped into him just now?"Seamus asked in a low voice. Harry seemed to be losing control of the broom. He almost fell off the broom. Now he only had one hand on the handle of the Nimbus 2000, and the whole person was suspended in the air.

""No way," Hagrid said,"except for some advanced dark magic, nothing can interfere with a flying broomstick - it is impossible for a little wizard to cast such a complicated and evil spell."

Hermione's eyes lit up, and she grabbed Hagrid's telescope, not looking at Harry in the air, but looking for something in the crowd.

"What are you doing?" Ron looked downcast. He glanced at Hermione and then quickly cast his eyes to the shaky Harry in the sky.

"I guessed it long ago!" Hermione panted, she looked out of breath, Hermione handed the telescope to Hector, Hector looked in the direction she pointed, and it was indeed Snape in a black robe, he kept muttering something in his mouth, it sounded very much like the spell that Hagrid said.

"It was Snape, he was doing something bad - he was casting a curse on the broomstick." Hermione gritted her teeth and said, Ron quickly snatched the telescope from Hector. He first glanced at Snape, and then quickly pointed the telescope at his beloved relatives and friends, Harry who was still struggling in the sky.

"In fact, Quirrell was also chanting a spell," Hector said weakly. Hermione didn't take it seriously at all and pointed her finger at Snape.

"He might be casting a counter-curse." Hermione even argued for the first villain of the series.

"We have to do something, Hector, Harry can't hold on for much longer."

Hermione pulled Hector up and ran, while Ron stayed where he was and continued to observe Harry's condition.

The Gryffindor players on the field also wanted to help their seeker, and the two Weasley brothers tried to fly to his side, but this would make the flying broom farther from the ground and the shaking would be more violent. Fregg and George could only hover under him to prevent Harry from falling directly to the ground.

""Faster, faster." Ron muttered. He pulled out his wand and wanted to do something, but his mind was blank.

Hector took on the responsibility of clearing the way. He led Hermione through the noisy crowd and finally arrived at the stand where Snape was after a lot of trouble. The two of them shuttled back and forth at the back of the stand, trying to find the figure in the black robe. During this time, Hermione accidentally knocked down Professor Quirrell.

It didn't take long for Hermione to finally find Snape. Hector had no time to stop her, and Hermione used a blazing fire to directly greet Snape's robe.

The black robes caught fire immediately. Snape did not realize that the backyard was on fire at first. His attention was all on Harry. To his relief, Nimbus 2000 calmed down immediately and was no longer trying to get his partner off of him.

Harry breathed a sigh of relief, and after some effort, he was finally able to climb back onto his broom.

As for Hermione and Hector, they quickly left the crime scene the moment their robes caught fire and quickly returned to Ron, as if nothing had happened.

""Well done, you two," Ron finally put down his hanging heart, his face had a little blood color, and he gave Hermione and Hector a thumbs up.

Harry, who had just returned to the broom, quickly captured the shadow of the Golden Snitch. He quickly drove his Nimbus 2000 and dived to the ground quickly. Terrence Higgs didn't react, he just stared blankly until Flint yelled at him and he came to his senses.

Higgs followed Harry's figure, trying to stop Harry from catching the Snitch, but he couldn't keep up. Harry's speed was too fast. Higgs was desperate to see the golden figure disappear in Harry's arms.

Harry controlled the broom to stop on the ground, he covered his mouth, and looked like he was going to vomit. No one still saw the Golden Snitch, and everyone's expectant eyes were on the thin figure.

Hector watched Harry spit out something from his mouth - it was the Golden Snitch, the game was over! Harry raised the Golden Snitch high above his head and waved his arms,

""I caught the Golden Snitch!" Harry's shout reached the top of the stands, still clear and loud.

The little lion of Gryffindor was silent for a moment, then a deafening cheer broke out, and the stands were instantly filled with red waves.

Flint couldn't accept this tragic reality - they were defeated by a first-year student, and he shouted,"He didn't catch the Golden Snitch, he just swallowed it." But Madam Hooch would naturally not be affected by him, and she ended this dramatic game, and Lee Jordan almost jumped up from the commentary desk.

"Harry caught the Golden Snitch! The score stayed at 170 to 60, Gryffindor won!"

The little lions cheered and high-fived each other to celebrate this hard-won victory. Hagrid clapped his hands vigorously, his voice was so loud that Hector even had tears in the corners of the eyes of this sentimental half-blood giant.

""It was a great game, wasn't it?" Hagrid wiped his eyes, his face full of joy."Harry is absolutely the best - just like his father, an excellent Seeker."

"Do you want to come sit in my cabin? Take Harry with you, I think he would like a big cup of strong tea now."Hagrid looked at Hector and the others and extended a sincere invitation.

Hector, Hermione and Ron nodded, and they quickly rushed down the stands and ran towards Harry.

Fregg and George had already prepared and took out homemade fireworks from their pockets - with the sponsorship of Hector, and even more with the sponsorship of Aberforth, the research careers of the two brothers can be said to be smooth sailing, and the tight days in the past are gone forever.

They pointed their wands, and several fireworks shot out of their hands and flew high into the sky. It was the lion fireworks that Hector saw last time, but it was more colorful, and the lion was much larger than last time, and there was also the capital letter"Hogwarts".‘H’And the essential‘W’They lined up together, enjoying their brilliant moment in the gray sky.

Fregg and George are definitely business geniuses in the wizarding world. After this wave of sales promotion, Hector seemed to have seen snowflakes of orders flying towards the Weasley brothers. But at this moment, his attention was no longer on them, because Wood and the others had lifted Harry to their shoulders and threw him high into the sky.

The time for celebration was pleasant. Before long, the little wizards in the stands gradually walked towards Hogwarts Castle. The game was over, and except for those fanatical fans, not many people were willing to stay here. It still felt bad to be blown by the cold wind in winter.

"Let's go, Harry," Hector's enthusiasm for Quidditch was quickly blown away by the cold wind. Now he wanted to find a warm place and drink a cup of hot tea to warm his body.

"Hagrid also invited us to his cabin?"

Harry's excitement had almost subsided. He now felt the cold wind of early winter in Scotland.

"I think so too," Harry shrank his neck. His uniform was destined not to be too thick. Too thick uniform would affect the flying effect. When the excitement passed, Harry felt the cold almost instantly.

"Let's go, don't keep Hagrid waiting for too long.

Harry, Hector, Hermione and Ron walked towards the edge of the Forbidden Forest, where there was a small house. The owner of the small house stood at the door, looking forward to the four figures in his mind.

Harry ran, opened his arms, and gave Hagrid a big hug.

""Great, Harry, you did a great job today, just like your father." Hagrid glanced at Harry's thin clothes and immediately pushed him into the hut.

"You must be freezing," Hagrid waved to Hector and the others who were arriving one after another.

"Come in, I'll make you a cup of hot tea to warm you up."

The four little ones sat together again like last time, and this time their relationship was closer than last time.

Harry had a lot of questions about why his broom suddenly lost control. Nimbus 2000 was his best partner and had never had a similar problem before.

"Could it be that Flint crashed the Nimbus 2000? That shouldn't be the case, so why did it work again later?"Harry scratched his head. The roaring fire in the room provided him with plenty of warmth, and he felt very comfortable.

"It was Snape who did it."The first person to explain to Harry was naturally Ron, who had a lot of complaints about Snape.

"Hermione, Hector and I saw him casting a spell on your broom, mumbling something to himself, and staring at you."

Hector felt tired and explained,

"That's not the case. I saw Professor Quirrell muttering something to Harry, like a spell. Maybe he was casting a spell on Harry."

Obviously, Hector's words didn't work. Their impression of Snape was really bad. Even Hermione, who was very fair in her evaluation of Snape, rarely stood on the same front with Harry and Ron.

"Quirrell is a coward! Besides, Harry has no grudge against him, right?"

"Snape doesn't have one either!" Hector paused. The looks from the three little ones made it impossible for him to continue.

"Well, maybe he had a little hostility towards Harry, but he would never kill Harry.Forget it, I don't know what to say."Hector became less and less confident as he spoke. If he put himself in his shoes, he could only put the blame on Snape for his attitude towards Harry.

He couldn't just tell Harry and the others that Voldemort was under Quirrell's purple scarf. It was still unclear whether Harry would believe it or not. Even if he did, Hector couldn't guarantee that Harry would not do anything amazing. After all, this savior always had the idea of asking for help from others. Compared with Dumbledore's long-term plan, he preferred to take the initiative.

As for why Harry didn't ask Dumbledore for help, it was basically due to the two situations of being too late or not finding the person. The main reason was that every adventure was successful, so he should be the hero.

Hector didn't intend to disrupt Dumbledore's plan, at least he hadn't done so yet. plan. God knows how big a mess it will be if the old man's plan is destroyed. Hector plans to control things on the original track as much as possible, at least so far there will be no big trouble.

In the original plot, the safety factor of Hogwarts this semester is at least guaranteed. In this case, Hector thinks he should conserve his energy at this stage and wait for an opportunity to give Lu Dan a big wave of trouble. It is safer to save them all together.

Of course, the most important thing is that since the fight with Professor Flitwick, Hector has clearly realized that there is still a huge gap between the top magic duel and the top magic duel buddies.

It's not that Hector can't cast high-end spells, and his proficiency is enough, but it's a little bit difficult to put them into practice.

At this level, you still want to challenge Voldemort? Or in Dumbledore's big���Stay down there for a while, don't make any trouble and accidentally kill Grandpa Albus.

The pig's shoulders are still too small to carry the heavy responsibility.

It's hard to say about the future, but it's really not possible now.

Hector thought so in his heart, and Hagrid, who had been listening, put down the teapot. He agreed with what Hector said.

"Snape would never do such a thing!" Hagrid said seriously,"After all, he is a teacher at the school, how could he harm his students?"

Harry argued with reason, he said to Hagrid,

"I found out something about him - on Halloween, he tried to get through the big dog with three heads, and it bit Snape. We think he must have wanted to steal something that the big dog was guarding, but he just didn't succeed yet."

The more Harry talked, the more he felt that this possibility was greater. He stared at Hector, and Hector could only nod helplessly.

(Hector: Ah, yes, yes, you are right)

Hagrid seemed very surprised. He stared at Harry with wide eyes.

"How do you know Lu Wei?" he asked

"Fluffy?" The four little ones all raised their heads and looked at Hagrid. Hagrid knew he had let the cat out of the bag and lowered his head unnaturally.

"Yes, it's mine, I got it from a Greek last year, and I lent it to Dumbledore to keep."

"Guarding what?" Harry seemed very anxious. He stood up and asked Hagrid,

""Okay, stop asking," Hagrid seemed very guilty, and his attitude suddenly became rude.

"That's top secret, understand?"

"But Snape wanted to steal it!"

"Nonsense, I've already told you that Snape is a professor at Hogwarts, he would never do such a thing"

"Then why did he want to kill Harry?"Hermione seemed very excited. What happened today completely changed her mind about Snape.

"I can see he's casting a curse, Hagrid, I've read about them in books, casting a curse requires a line of sight with the broom, Snape didn't even blink."

Hagrid made a few signals to Hector, hoping that he would stand up and speak a few words in fairness. Hector shrugged, saying that nothing he said now would change the minds of the three little ones, unless there was some accurate evidence to help Snape prove his innocence.

Hagrid could only explain himself,

"I tell you, you are wrong! I don't know what happened to Harry's broom, but I can be sure that it was not Snape who did it. He would never think of killing a student!"

He looked very excited, Hagrid swallowed hard, and he continued,

"And, listen to me, you are meddling in matters that have nothing to do with you, and that is very dangerous! Forget the big dog, forget what it is guarding, this is between Dumbledore and Nicolas Flamel——"

Hector slapped his forehead. Hagrid was like a truth serum in front of his acquaintances. All his secrets were unconsciously revealed. Of course, he also realized his problem and covered his mouth in time. However, Harry���I heard it clearly.

""Aha! So it's related to a man named Nicolas Flamel!"

Hagrid was very angry, but he was angry at himself.