Harry Potter and the Burnt Badger

It didn't notice that Moon had been staring at its eyes from the beginning, and it was only now that he shifted slightly.

"Don't tell me? Humph, it was indeed old Malfoy who sent it, right?" Moon sneered. "Go back and tell old Malfoy that no matter what little tricks he wants to do, it's meaningless. The basilisk in the secret room has been killed by me." Now, his old diary has also fallen into my hands. Unless he brings Voldemort to Hogwarts, he won't be able to touch a hair on Harry's head!"

It's over, I'm really going to die!

Dobby stared wide-eyed and refused to admit defeat, almost crying, but after reacting for two seconds, he realized something was wrong.

Wait, this person...isn't a little Death Eater?Is he the same as me?Is he protecting Harry Potter too?

The master's diary also found its way into his hands?

Dobby gulped.

"Did you hear that?" Seeing that Dobby didn't answer, Moon shouted in a low voice, "Answer me!"

"Are you protecting Harry Potter?" Dobby asked with a trembling voice, "Aren't you... a follower of You-Know-Who?"

"My name is Moon Fox."

In just the blink of an eye, Dobby's expression immediately changed. He looked at Moon in surprise, "Dobby has heard of you! You are the child of the master's enemy! You have done many great things in the past few years. Defeated many dark witches——"

Then, less than two seconds later, Dobby's expression froze again.It suddenly twisted like a big caterpillar, letting itself lie on the ground, and banged its head on the ground - as if it was performing some kind of performance art here.

"Bad Dobby! Bad Dobby! Speak ill of the master! Bad Dobby!"

Moon slapped his forehead wordlessly, then quickly picked up the knot with his hands and grabbed Dobby off the ground.

"Stop, stop, stop - that's it, stop knocking. If you knock again, I'll throw you into the black lake."

Dobby was pitiful, but looked at Moon with joy in his eyes, "Did Moon Fox really get that diary? Did he solve the crisis at Hogwarts?"

"Yeah." Moon nodded slightly.

"Great! Great! Harry Potter is saved!" Dobby's eyes filled with tears, and tears bigger than raindrops fell to the ground. "But, but Dobby couldn't say anything, there was nothing he could do. Tell Moonfox all of his master's plans. There's nothing Dobby can do—"

"Stop—" Seeing that Dobby was about to start talking about wheels again, Moon quickly shook his arm to stop him. "So, you really came to save Harry? How?"

"Dobby just wants to hit Harry Potter with the Bludger, so that maybe Harry Potter will be sent to St. Mungo's, and he can avoid the dangers of Hogwarts. But now None of this is necessary because Moon Fo—"

"Stop it!" Moon shook his arm again, "That's it?"

"That's it!" Dobby blinked his big eyes, wondering why Moon Fox didn't let him finish what he said.

Moon nodded with satisfaction. He put down Dobby and whispered "Untie", letting the rope loosen automatically. Then he pointed in the direction outside the school, "Then you can go."

"Dobby...Dobby, can you say goodbye to Harry Potter?" Dobby nervously grabbed the corner of his clothes and looked at Moon hopefully.

Listening to the thundering cheers coming from the direction of the stadium, Moon thought for a while and finally nodded again, "Okay, as long as..."

"Just don't make his toilet door disappear this time."

Chapter 49 Assessment Day·Part [-]

A few minutes ago, on the Quidditch field.

"The Bludger suddenly abandoned Harry and Malfoy - Harry seemed to have discovered something! He rushed upward! He was still accelerating! It's the Golden Snitch!" Lee Jordan's excited shouts instantly The atmosphere reached a peak. Although there was still a heavy rainstorm, the enthusiasm of the little wizards watching the competition was not dampened at all. Instead, they cheered loudly and hard.

"Slytherin! Must win! Slytherin! Must win!"

"Gryffindor! Gryffindor! Come on! Gryffindor!"

Just as Lee Jordan said, without the entanglement of the Bludger, Harry quickly found the golden light that flashed past his eyes in the heavy rain. He even felt that it was a bit destined - Perhaps the Bludger was chasing after him just now just so that he could discover the traces of the Golden Snitch at this moment.

So he immediately changed direction and rushed towards the Golden Snitch above.No matter whether it was the crazy heavy rain or the thunder that was still lingering in the sky, his pace could not be slowed down at all.

Because he knew that it would not be long before Malfoy would notice his strange movements and bite him behind like the annoying bludger just now.

The appearance of the Golden Snitch is also great news for the other Gryffindor players.The disadvantage on the broomsticks made their offensive battle today very unsatisfactory. Although the players' excellent ball skills and flying skills, coupled with Slytherin's failure to use foul tactics, allowed them to score some points from time to time.But these scores are actually quite a drop in the bucket in terms of victory.

However, it turns out that today's good luck probably has nothing to do with Gryffindor or Harry.

After chasing the Snitch for a certain distance, Harry waved his hand angrily - before he could close the distance between him and the Snitch, the Snitch suddenly swooped down and disappeared. caught his sight.

The only good thing was that he was not the only one who was confused. Malfoy also couldn't find the Golden Snitch and began to look around with doubts.

still have a chance!

The noise in the audience temporarily subsided. Ron stepped on his feet and patted Hagrid's arm, "Hagrid! Do you think Gryffindor can still win?"

Hagrid glanced at the score board hanging on the commentary box, which read '70:180'.

Slytherin's indiscriminate bombardment is not over yet, and the current offensive rhythm is still in the hands of the Slytherin team.Angelina tried several times to seize the ball with the cooperation of Fred and George, but ultimately failed.

To be honest, none of it is good news.

"All I can say is... there is still hope." Hagrid muttered, his tone full of uncertainty, "But Slytherin's hope of victory is much greater."

Ron sighed. It was raining too hard and his telescope was not very waterproof. It was almost impossible to see anything now.Beside him, Ginny's face was as white as blood - partly because of the cold weather, and partly because from the current situation, Harry seemed likely to lose the game.

However, after a while, Li Jordan suddenly raised his voice loudly again:

"Draco Malfoy seems to have noticed something! He is sprinting towards his own goal! Harry also noticed this! He followed Malfoy closely! Oh my God -! Harry actually Want to try and fight for a Golden Snitch near the opponent’s goal?!”

All the eyes of the audience were focused on Harry. The overly nervous Hagrid even rattled the telescope in his hand, as if it might break at any time.

Draco Malfoy and Harry Potter, the two sworn enemies were aiming in the same direction at this moment. They were both rushing towards Slytherin's goal, but the resistance they had to face was completely different.

At this moment, the other players on the Slytherin team had given up their attack and instead formed a defensive formation - they had only one goal: even if Malfoy couldn't catch the Golden Snitch, they definitely couldn't let Harry... Porter caught.

However, Harry had obviously stretched his nerves to the extreme. His powerful flying talent was fully utilized at this moment, and he managed to dodge the people who came to block him by twisting and turning.What's even more exaggerated is that even in this situation, he still did not slow down his broomstick. Instead, he lowered his body and raised the speed of the broomstick to the top as much as possible.

The full risk-taking brought full benefits to Harry, and at the same time, it also brought full enjoyment to all the viewers who could see this scene.

In everyone's eyes, Harry turned into a sharp arrow that pierced the rain curtain. Wherever it passed, even the direction of the heavy rain was deflected to one side.Although Malfoy was also trying to speed up, without any hindrance, he was overtaken by Harry by half a body ten seconds later.

The Golden Snitch was still flying rapidly, as if it felt the 'threat' coming from behind. However, even so, the distance between it and Harry was still shortening - 30 meters, 20 meters, ten meters...

"Harry Potter is getting closer and closer to the Golden Snitch! The winner is at stake! Unless the Slytherin players commit a foul, they are now powerless to stop Harry!"

"And Harry! He's still speeding up!!!"

Lee Jordan's commentary was also speeding up. He muttered all the words out of his mouth at once. By the end, his voice sounded as if he was suffocating.

But in fact, at this moment, almost everyone watching the game held their breath.

Many people could see clearly that Harry's current speed meant that he would not be able to turn - and according to the direction he was heading, in three seconds, whether he caught the Golden Snitch or not, he would hit the road directly. Letling on the goalposts.

By then, he had caught the Golden Snitch, and Gryffindor would have reversed the score and won outright;

And if he fails to catch it, then what awaits Gryffindor will undoubtedly be failure.

At the third to last second, Harry's broom shook violently - in order to catch the Golden Snitch who was already close at hand, he raised one of his arms;

In the penultimate second, that golden light suddenly disappeared from everyone's sight;

At the last second, Harry tried hard to deflect the broom to avoid Slytherin's goal.

"Boom-!!!"

Harry's turn was successful - but not completely successful. He still hit the solid goal and flew directly out of the broom. The Nimbus 2000 successfully avoided the goal post and paddled Parabola fell towards the Ravenclaw auditorium.

Seeing that Harry was about to slump to the ground, Mrs. Hooch came through the air on a broomstick. At the last moment, she pulled Harry's body into her arms with a beautiful hook.

She glanced at Harry's arm that was barely raised despite the severe pain, and blew her whistle hard.

Everyone knows what that means.

The game was over, and Harry successfully caught the Golden Snitch.

"Gryffindor!!!"

The high-pitched roars of the little lions resounded throughout the audience in the blink of an eye, even covering the muffled thunder in the sky.While Lee Jordan was shouting along, he noticed with his peripheral vision that Professor McGonagall was also so out of sorts that the veins on his neck were exposed, and the sound he made was not even louder than his own.

The players landed quickly, and almost everyone quickly gathered around Mrs. Hoqi and began to check on Harry's condition.The Slytherin players lost the game, and all of them looked very ugly, but they still maintained the concern they should have - thus, Malfoy became an anomaly on the court again.

"Harry! Harry! Are you okay Harry?!" Oliver said the harshest words before going on stage, but now he was the most anxious.

"Uh...it's okay...I just feel...I feel like I'm about to hurt...it hurts so much..." Harry bared his teeth and said, his face pale and his facial features all tangled together. "Damn...tomorrow's...Duel Club assessment ...I'm afraid I won't be able to participate..."

He always felt that this scene seemed familiar - did he experience this once last year...

"Don't be stupid." Mrs. Hooch waved the other players to disperse quickly. Without stopping the broomstick, she directly took Harry to the school hospital at low altitude on the broomstick. "Mrs. Pomfrey can do it in one second." Reconnect your broken bones—throw the snitch out, Oliver, Derrian! Collect the other balls and send them to my office!"

Harry never heard what other people replied later.

Because he had completely passed out.

However, although Harry passed out, his performance today still occupied the "topic list" of the little wizards at Hogwarts. Almost everyone was talking about his performance in winning the championship today.Especially the last dash in the heavy rain made many people who had no previous experience with Quidditch feel the charm of the Quidditch game.

In the Hufflepuff common room, Cedric and the others were surrounding Moon and telling him about the situation on the field.

"Merlin! Not going to the game today is simply your biggest loss!" Yaerlin made exaggerated gestures and danced. People who don't know may think that the winner today is Hufflepah, who didn't play at all. Qi "You don't know, Moon, Harry was so handsome in the end! I think even the stars in the World Championship may not be able to perform like Harry's today!"

Cedric fully agreed with Yaerin's argument, "With such exaggerated acceleration, I thought Harry's broom would be smashed directly on the goal. I didn't expect that he could actually catch the Golden Snitch. This performance of deflecting his own broomstick in a short time, if his physical strength was not enough and he still had to grow for two more years, Harry would have been good enough to compete in the World Championships."

"It's not bad." Moon nodded, and then said helplessly: "I also wanted to go to the game, but I don't know what happened. The pages of the book were stained with oil. Mrs. Pings took me to educate her. It took a long time before he was willing to let me go. By the time I came out of the castle, the game was over."

"It's such a pity, it's such a pity -" Keira hugged Snowball, her eyes filled with disappointment. "It was raining so hard today, I guess no one could take a clear picture of Harry's last catch, otherwise it must be a A great photo.”

Moon nodded in agreement again. Nash and Quaid, who were responsible for filming the game, had already given the answer before returning to the common room. Their last shots were all ruined.The rain was too heavy and Harry's speed was too fast. They tried their best, but the results of the photos were still not satisfactory.

"There is nothing we can do, there will always be regrets." Violet consoled her: "But we can also try to make other parts of the report more exciting."

Several people were melancholy for a while, and then continued to chat about the fierce attacks in Slytherin today.To be honest, with the blessing of Nimbus 2001, the skilled veterans of the Slytherin Academy team all contributed to many classic scenes, which was enough for them to chat for a while.

Moon sat aside, his ears seemed to be listening to the chats of several people, but his thoughts had already wandered elsewhere.

To be precise, it was Dobby and the information Dobby 'provided' to him.

To be honest, this conversation with Dobby was... quite difficult.

A house elf is different from a human being, so he has to pretend to be evil, and then find a way to tell Dobby his identity and what he wants to reveal little by little - only in this way can he ensure that Dobby knows as much as possible. What Munn and Munn were doing would not have guessed that Munn actually knew its identity.

If Dobby had guessed this... with the house elf's weird mind, it's hard to guarantee that it wouldn't smash it with an iron just because it revealed too much information to people other than Harry Potter. own head as its self-punishment.

Fortunately, in the end, his efforts were not in vain. Dobby accepted everything smoothly and did not intend to continue to 'save' the great Harry Potter.

At the same time, relying on Legilimency, Moon also got the information he wanted: some information about the Malfoy family, and some information about Lucius Malfoy.

The best of both worlds.

"Moon, Moon?" Cedric suddenly ran over and patted Moon on the shoulder.

"Huh?" Moon came back to his senses and looked at a few people, "What's wrong?"

"Nothing, I was just asking you..." Cedric sat on the armrest of the sofa. "Do you think Harry's collision today...will prevent him from participating in the Duel Club selection tomorrow? Well...I think even if he does Due to the protection of magic power, he would probably injure his internal organs at that moment."

"Well..." Moon thought for a while, but still didn't finish her sentence. "I think Madam Pomfrey should be able to solve it, but if the injury is too serious, it may be a bit troublesome."

"But don't worry." He changed the topic and said with a smile: "After this time, we will start an assessment every once in a while. So even if he fails to participate in this assessment, there will still be another one. The first assessment is waiting for him, he doesn’t have to wait until the next semester.”

As soon as these words came out, not only Cedric, who was curious about this matter, got a satisfactory answer, but Gal and several other young wizards nearby also breathed a sigh of relief - they all did not use the spells within the scope of the club. A person who has too strong a grasp, so I have always been a little wary about this matter, fearing that I will not pass the test this time.

After all, it's not just Gryffindor's group of mostly belligerent little lions who are looking forward to shining in the duel.

"Speaking of this..." Alma, who had not participated much in the conversation, spoke curiously, "What are the rules of this assessment? Can you tell us in advance? Moon?"

"No." Munn gave the answer of rejection with a smile on his face. "You will know tomorrow."

"So the rules will be announced before the assessment starts tomorrow?" Gal asked, but Moon seemed to have suddenly locked his mouth and refused to say another word about this matter.

After all, if he had said something in advance...

Then this assessment is basically meaningless.

…………

In this way, with longing and doubts about the club assessment, finally, with everyone's eager anticipation, Sunday arrived.

When the little wizards who had joined the Duel Club arrived one by one in front of the large classroom door on the fifth floor, the door of the large classroom did not leave a gap as usual, but was instead closed tightly.Penello and Dawn stood at the door, trying to maintain order while glancing at the time on their pocket watches from time to time.

A few minutes later, seeing that it was nine o'clock on the hour, Moon suddenly opened the door and walked out of the large classroom, and then stood at the door - someone tried to peek in through the open gap, but only saw It was inexplicable darkness.

"Next, I will be responsible for announcing the rules of this assessment." Moon said loudly, and the mysterious smile on his face made the little wizards feel more and more uneasy. "Of course, this will also be the case every time in the duel club in the future. Assessment rules.”

"It will be up to you to decide whether to accept the assessment. If you want to accept the assessment, please register with Miss Crevat or Mr. Cold, and then walk into the large classroom in groups of three. Remember, you can only accept the assessment at a time. Enter three people. Then, after taking the assessment inside, you will naturally know whether you have successfully passed the assessment. After you come out, you cannot tell anyone about the contents of the assessment - if you tell anyone, then once we know about it, you will You will be kicked out of the Duel Club. So, don’t even think about revealing the question to others.”

Moon blinked, and then opened the door of the large classroom a crack. "In addition, no matter who you walk into the large classroom with, you will be assessed separately and will not be able to receive help from each other, so don't be too entangled. It’s a matter of who you go in with.”

"Thirty seconds after I walked in, the assessment officially started. Now, you can start to decide whether you want to take the assessment."

Seeing Munn's figure disappear again, the little wizards looked at me and I looked at you, and suddenly fell into a state of looking at each other.

Chapter 50 Assessment Day·Part [-]