The small cabin at the entrance to the Forbidden Forest is the residence of Rubeus Hagrid, the Hogwarts gamekeeper.
At this moment, the half-blood giant, who was over three meters and five meters tall, was clumsily making tea for the three little guys who suddenly visited him, and he also took out his only special snack, "Rock Skin Cake".
However, considering how hard this thing was, it was even more terrifying than the legendary "Five Metal Mooncake", so Hermione, whose parents were dentists, just pinched it lightly and immediately put it back on the plate without saying a word.
Maybe it was because the Quidditch match had just ended, so Harry and Ron seemed very excited.
Especially the latter, who was talking incessantly about what he had seen.
"Snape did it! Hermione and I saw it! He was staring at the broom and muttering something. He must have been chanting a spell."
"Nonsense! Why would Snape do that?" Hagrid retorted immediately.
As Dumbledore's confidant, he knew very well how much the headmaster trusted and valued Snape, and he also knew a little about the grievances between Snape and Harry's parents.
So if there was anyone in the school who least wanted to see anything happen to Harry, Snape would definitely be one of them.
But unfortunately, children only believe what they see.
In addition, Snape's bad attitude towards Gryffindor students and his gloomy personality made him look like a "good person" at all.
So after exchanging glances with Hermione and Ron, Harry finally couldn't help but explain: "Because I discovered some of his secrets. On Halloween, Snape tried to pass through the big three-headed dog, but was bitten hard. We think he should want to steal something under the trapdoor."
"Damn it! How do you know about Lu Wei with three heads?"
Hagrid was so obviously startled that some of the tea in his hand spilled out and he quickly picked up a rag to wipe it up.
"Fluffy with three heads? That dog even has a name!"
Ron was stunned, and at the same time began to realize that something seemed to be wrong.
Hagrid stammered in response, "Uh... yes. I bought it from a Greek I met in the pub last year, and then lent it to Dumbledore to guard..."
"Guarding what?" Harry asked impatiently.
"Okay, stop asking. It's a secret, understand?"
Hagrid interrupted the little guys' vigorous curiosity in an extremely rude way.
Although he was not very smart, he knew that something like the Philosopher's Stone was definitely not something a first-year student should know.
But Harry obviously had no intention of giving up, and immediately argued: "But Snape wanted to steal that thing!"
Hagrid shook his head vigorously. "Impossible. Snape is a professor at Hogwarts. He would never do such a thing."
"Then why did Snape cast a spell on Harry? I saw it with my own eyes. When I set his robes on fire with a flaming spell, the broom's uncontrollable situation disappeared immediately. I read in a book that if a wizard wants to cast a curse on a person or an object, he must stare at the target. Snape was staring at Harry at the time, and he didn't even blink."
Hermione frowned and gave evidence of her own observations.
In the girl's view, this could almost be considered as "catching the person red-handed."
According to the laws of the Muggle world, anyone can be arrested and sentenced for attempted murder.
Unfortunately, Hagrid did not believe a child, especially one from a Muggle family, and interrupted impatiently, "I say it again, you are all wrong.
There must be some misunderstanding here.
Although I'm not sure why Harry's broom behaved abnormally, it's impossible for Snape to want to kill a student.
Now, the three of you immediately forget about that big dog and everything associated with it.
Because this is extremely dangerous, it concerns Professor Dumbledore and Nicolas Flamel..."
"Nicolas Flamel?" Hermione was stunned for a moment, but then her eyes lit up. "I seem to have heard Soth mention this name not long ago!"
"Who is he?" Harry asked hastily.
"I don't remember exactly. But we can ask him."
"Then what are we waiting for? Let's go now."
In the blink of an eye, the three little guys dropped the teacups in their hands and ran out of the hunting lodge towards the direction of the castle.
Hagrid, on the other hand, sat there sulking at himself for accidentally revealing a secret.
But he obviously didn't know that all of this was within Dumbledore's expectations and was even the most important part of the plan.
After about half an hour, Hermione finally rushed into the room on the third floor with Harry and Ron.
As soon as she stepped over the threshold, she asked at a very fast speed: "So, have you mentioned a man named Nicolas Flamel before?"
"Uh, yeah. Any questions?"
Zuo Sitou stopped the experiment he was doing and looked up at the three silly children who were easily led by Dumbledore like puppets.
"Who is he? What does he have to do with our headmaster Dumbledore?" Harry couldn't help but interrupt.
Because he was so curious about what important thing the three-headed dog, Fluffy, was guarding that even a professor like Snape wanted to get it.
“Nicolas Flamel, one of the most famous alchemists born in the fourth century, is also the longest-lived wizard known to date.
He is probably over 600 years old this year. He graduated from the equally historic Beauxbatons School of Magic and is a good friend of our principal.
His most famous achievement was the creation of the only Philosopher's Stone that exists today.
This top alchemical creation can not only turn other metals into gold, but also make the elixir of life.
His deeds are widely recorded in various history-related books.
Even the Chocolate Frog Wizard Cards, a snack that you often eat, have many records about this.
If I remember correctly, one of the chocolate frogs you ate on the train was of Dumbledore, with some information about his and Nicolas Flamel's exploits."
Zuo Si gave all the information about the alchemist straightforwardly.
In other words, this was the clue that Dumbledore deliberately left for the "savior" Harry to investigate.
But he didn't quite understand why the old man was so obsessed with letting a child take on the task of destroying Voldemort, even at the cost of his own death.
Isn't it just a Horcrux?
Wouldn't it be better to just kill them once they are resurrected and destroy them once they are found? Why make it so complicated?
Anyway, with the help of the Philosopher's Stone, Dumbledore could live for hundreds or even thousands of years like Nicolas Flamel, and slowly fight with Voldemort to see who would be the last to be defeated.
You have to know that the more you tear your soul apart, the more serious the consequences and costs will be.
The soul of any living being can split indefinitely.
So when Voldemort tore his soul to pieces to the point where it could no longer be sustained by creating the Horcruxes, his own soul would instantly collapse first and disappear from this world forever.
In the end, Zuo Si could only attribute Dumbledore's behavior to his lack of vision and his lack of understanding of the essence of life and the soul.
After all, the wizards in this world still don't understand what death is, let alone bring the dead back to life in a true sense.
Therefore, it is understandable that people have an instinctive awe and fear of things like Horcruxes.
But in Zuo Si's opinion, the so-called Horcrux is just an inferior version of the Lich's Life Box, and may even be far inferior to the Lich's Life Box.
Because the phylactery at least preserves the lich's soul intact, while the Horcrux only preserves a small fragment of the soul.
Perhaps the Broken Phylactery technique invented by Ovo, the great arcanist who turned into a fat lich, may have adopted a similar idea.
However, as he is so proficient in necromancy magic, he should not do such an extremely stupid thing as tearing his own soul apart. Instead, he will make each life box a container that can preserve the soul.
When one of them is destroyed, the soul will be immediately transferred to the other life box, thus achieving the goal of never dying even if only one life box is not destroyed.
"Alchemist? Philosopher's Stone? Something that can turn metals into gold and brew elixirs of life?" Harry's face lit up with enlightenment. "Damn! I think I understand why Snape wants it."
Ron, who always looked silly, quickly nodded and agreed, "That's right! Who wouldn't want to get such a powerful treasure?"
"Excuse me, but do you really doubt that Professor Snape would steal the Philosopher's Stone for money and the elixir of life? In other words, do you really know Severus Snape's reputation in the wizarding world?"
Zuo Si was instantly amused by the two men's stupidity and self-righteousness.
"What's the meaning?"
Ron suddenly felt that Zuo Si was looking at him as if he was an idiot and a fool, and immediately felt his self-esteem was offended.
But Zuo Si shrugged his shoulders and explained, "Our Professor Snape is a world-renowned potion master.
Every day, wizards from all over the world are willing to spend a lot of money to invite him to help make some special potions.
If he needed money, he wouldn't need the Philosopher's Stone or anything like that. He could just take a few more orders and make a lot of Galleons like me.
As for extending his life, do you think it is really necessary at Professor Snape's age?
What's more, there are several potions in magic that can prolong life.
As a master of potions, he can mix it whenever he wants.
So your assumption about motivation is wrong from the beginning.”
"But I clearly saw him casting a curse on Harry's broom on the Quidditch field today." Hermione questioned in confusion.
"For many things, what you see with your own eyes is not necessarily the truth. It may also be a misunderstanding. How do you know that Professor Snape is casting a curse instead of helping to break it?" Zuo Si asked meaningfully.
Hearing this, Hermione's eyes suddenly flashed with enlightenment, and she asked impatiently: "You mean... Professor Snape was protecting Harry at the time? And there was someone else who wanted to hurt him?"
"Instead of being so suspicious, why don't you go directly to Professor Snape himself, or to Headmaster Dumbledore? Do you need me to take you there?"
Zuo Si obviously had no interest in playing this ridiculous game with the other party, so he directly proposed a solution.
After all, this matter was not complicated from the beginning. On the one hand, it was Dumbledore's deliberate induction, and on the other hand, it was the misunderstanding caused by Snape's gloomy personality and behavior.
As long as we get together and talk things out, there won't be so much trouble.
But unfortunately, Zuo Si obviously overestimated the proportion of rationality in children's thinking.
Both Ron and Harry had a considerable degree of prejudice against Snape, so they rejected the proposal without hesitation and returned to the Gryffindor common room.
In contrast, Hermione became smarter under Zuo Si's training. She seemed to have noticed something. After the two of them walked away, she lowered her voice and cautiously asked, "Have you already known the truth?"
"Oh? How did you know that?" Zuo Si showed a playful smile on his face.
"Because you ruled out Professor Snape's suspicion too quickly, which is illogical. And when you mentioned confronting Snape and Professor Dumbledore face to face, you didn't show any worry at all. Apart from the fact that you already knew the truth, I really can't think of any other reason." Hermione analyzed with a serious face.
Seeing that the girl still maintained her sanity and was not manipulated like a chess piece like the other two fools, Zuo Si immediately showed a satisfied smile: "Good judgment. You guessed right, I do know some truths, but I can't tell you. Because all of this is the principal's training and test of our great savior Harry Potter."
"Training and testing?"
Hermione instantly grasped two key words.
Because she came from a Muggle family, her attitude towards Harry Potter was not the same as that of her classmates who came from wizarding families. They all had a bit of admiration for him.
He knew very well that the famous "savior" in the magic world was actually just a person of the same age as himself, and there was nothing special about him.
"Yes. Guess why Harry Potter is called the savior? Is it just because he is the first person to successfully survive the attack of the Killing Curse? Or do you really believe that he, who was still a baby, defeated the Dark Lord, whom even Dumbledore was very afraid of?" Zuo Si raised several key questions in one breath.
Hermione lowered her head and pondered for a long time, and finally shook her head blankly: "I... I don't know."
"Then did you notice the lightning-shaped scar on Harry's forehead?" Zuo Si gave a small hint.
"I noticed it. Is there anything wrong with the scar?" Hermione asked with a frown.
"I can only tell you that it's not just any ordinary scar.
It is because of this that Harry is so special and qualified to be called the savior of the wizarding world, at least the British wizarding world.
This word does not refer to the past and the present, but to the near future.
And it is also related to a prophecy.
Including Headmaster Dumbledore and Professor Snape, they were all aware of this matter.
So your fear that Professor Snape would steal the Philosopher's Stone was wrong from the start, and very wrong."
Zuo Si promptly and decisively revealed part of the answer to the mystery.
He didn't want this smart girl in front of him to follow her original life trajectory and become a nanny for two silly boys like Harry and Ron. That would be a waste of talent.
Instead, he intends to train it to become a good helper for himself in this world.
There is no doubt that each of these pieces of news had a huge impact on Hermione's young mind, and she suddenly fell silent.
After several minutes, she slowly came back to her senses and asked in a trembling voice: "How...how do you know this?"
"It's simple. When you have enough knowledge and power, you will naturally know secrets that many people have never even heard of.
So promise me that you won't get involved in this matter anymore.
If Harry really encounters any danger, then Dumbledore, Professor McGonagall, or Snape who always seems to be targeting you, will choose to take action immediately.
Hogwarts is safe, much safer than you think."
After saying this, Zuo Si no longer paid attention to the girl's shocked expression, and took the swelling potion and fed it to an experimental mouse.
The next second...
The mouse's body began to expand rapidly, and in the blink of an eye it grew from the size of a palm to the size of a cat.
However, because the muscles, blood vessels and skin have been stretched to the extreme, the appearance looks extremely hideous and terrifying.
The body looks round as if it is filled with air.
What is even more incredible is that in this state, the strength actually increased several times and emitted a sharp squeaking sound.
But after a while, the mouse's swollen body exceeded its own limit and exploded with a bang.
Blood, flesh, bones and internal organs splattered everywhere.
Fortunately, Zuo Si was well prepared and threw it into a sealed transparent container in advance, so it did not cause much pollution to the room.
With a wave of the wand, the cleaning spell instantly cleaned the bloody container.
Through this experiment, he can basically confirm that the swelling potion is the same as the swelling spell, and can increase the target's size by about six times and the strength by about three times.
If it is given to a summoned creature during battle, its close combat ability will be greatly enhanced.
The only uncertainty now is what the upper limit of the dosage is and whether it will be weakened or enhanced by the spell resistance of the creature taking it.
The more he learned about those interesting spells and potions, the more Zuo Si felt that there were many things with great potential to be explored in this world.
However, due to the long-term peace environment, wizards did not focus their main energy on developing spells of killing, destruction and destructiveness.
Many of these spells and potions can easily kill people with just a little modification.
"What are you doing?"
Zuo Si responded without even looking up, "Nothing, just testing the effect of the swelling potion. Oh, by the way, considering that the Christmas holiday is coming soon, all work will stop from tomorrow, and I will not accept any orders during this period. You can relax and prepare to go home to reunite with your parents."
"What about you? Will you stay in school or go home during the Christmas holidays?" Hermione asked cautiously.
"Of course I'm going home. I have a lot of ideas and plans, and I plan to accomplish them all during this holiday. In addition, there are some things that need to be purchased." Zuo Si casually stated his arrangements.
To be honest, the Christmas holiday given by Hogwarts is not very long, only about two weeks.
Considering that I have to go back to Faerun to deal with some things, the actual available time is probably only about five or six days.
"Well, it looks like you're going to have a busy holiday. If there's anything I can help you with, just send me an owl. Of course, you can call, too."
When Hermione heard that Zuo Si had made arrangements, she swallowed back the words that were about to come out of her mouth, which were about to invite him to her home for Christmas. Then she quickly ran back to the Gryffindor common room as if she had done something wrong.
However, Zuo Si, who was in a state of concentration, did not notice this. In the next few days, he began to make the flying broom promised to the Weasley twin brothers.
As an expert in the manufacture of magical items, the knowledge, skills and convenience brought by the profession of creator that he possesses are simply incomparable to those wizards in the flying broom manufacturing company.
After purchasing suitable wood through special channels, it was molded into the required shape in less than half an hour.
Unlike the traditional broom shape, Zuo Si's design uses a more technologically advanced streamlined frame, and replaces the ends that look like a bunch of dead branches tied together with a huge metal four-hole jet accelerator.
This thing uses the principle of wind-generating technology. It can accelerate in four gears through four jet holes. At the fastest speed, it can even exceed the speed of sound in a short period of time, and it can achieve a sharp 90-degree turn by adjusting the position of the jet holes.
In order to offset the possible damage caused by super-high speed, he also kept a series of absorption and protection magics in place to ensure that the people riding on it would not be injured or even die at the moment of breaking the sound barrier.
Finally, when it was nearing completion, a shield spell was added that could be automatically triggered when encountering danger, to ensure that a little protection could be provided when it was necessary to collide with the opponent.
In short, these two black brooms designed and made by Zuo Si himself are completely overwhelming the existing flying brooms in this world, even the "Firebolt" which will be hailed as the highest craftsmanship of flying brooms in the future.
Moreover, when the four jet accelerators at the rear are working, they will produce visual flames ranging from red, orange, blue and white according to different speeds to satisfy the twin brothers' desire to attract attention at all times.
According to the original plan, Zuo Si wanted to give out the two brooms as gifts on Christmas Eve.
But who knows that plans will never change as fast as they do.
Just before the second Gryffindor Quidditch match, George and Fred happened to pass by again and discovered the black broom on the shelf, and immediately exclaimed in excitement.
"Merlin's beard! Is this the broomstick you made? I can't believe it! It's absolutely beautiful!"
"Yeah! This thing is like a work of art!"
"Soth, how fast is it flying?"
Seeing the two people drooling, Zuo Si smiled and replied, "It is more than four times the price of the best flying broom on the market, the Nimbus 2000."
"What? Are you sure you're not kidding!" George opened his mouth in shock.
The speed of the Nimbus 2000 is 300 kilometers per hour, and four times that is 1,200 kilometers per hour.
He dared to guarantee that there was no aircraft in the entire magical world that could reach such an astonishing speed.
"Of course not. You can ride it and experience it for yourself during Christmas. Remember not to activate all four accelerators when flying at low altitude, otherwise you may crash directly into the stands around the stadium due to the high speed." Zuo Si kindly reminded.
"Why wait until Christmas? We want to ride it now and race it sometime."
Fred immediately dropped the Sweeping Five Stars in his hand, held the Black Heart Broom in his arms and stroked it affectionately, as if it was the love of his life.
Of course, George wasn't much better, and made the same choice just a second or two later.
Men's nature of being fickle is fully demonstrated in them.
Zuo Si rolled his eyes in annoyance and said, "If you take the broom now, there will be no presents for Christmas. I won't spend the effort to prepare a second Christmas surprise for the two of you."
"No problem! Because these two brooms are already surprising enough!"
Fred agreed immediately without any hesitation.
In his opinion, this was a matter of course.
George nodded and agreed, "That's right, brother. This is the best Christmas present I've ever received. By the way, Soth, do these two brooms have names?"
Zuo Si shook his head gently: "No, I am not very interested in naming. As long as you like, it doesn't matter what name you give the broom."
"Hahahaha! You're so thoughtful!" Fred danced excitedly, then turned around and asked his twin brother, "What do you think of calling them Black Lightning? After all, this is a super broom that is four times faster than the Nimbus 2000."
"Black Lightning is a great name, I totally agree. Come on, let's go show it to Harry and Wood and the others now."
"I can't wait to see their stunned expressions."
Following the excited discussion, the twin brothers quickly walked towards the stadium arm in arm.
Since the game was about to start in half an hour, the players of both teams had already come to their respective lockers to make final preparations.
When two people came in with uniquely shaped brooms, Captain Oliver Wood immediately stood up and asked in a very puzzled tone: "What are you holding in your hands? Brooms?"
"Of course! This is the new broom that Soth promised to make for us some time ago. How about it, isn't it cool?" George showed off with a grin.
"According to Soth, the top speed of this broom is four times that of Harry's Nimbus 2000," Fred added.
"What? How is this possible!" Angelina Johnson was obviously shocked by the data.
Not to mention her, the reaction of other people in the team was similar, which was disbelief.
In contrast, Wood was more concerned about the safety of this privately made broom. He frowned and continued to ask, "Are you sure you won't fall off when riding on this untested broom?"
"We believe in Soth!"
"Yes! He is a genius who knows everything."
The twin brothers said this without any hesitation or doubt.
"Well, I hope your brooms don't have any problems during the game."
Wood didn't say much about the choice of George and Fred.
As a senior student, it was impossible for him not to know Zuo Si's current fame in Hogwarts and the entire wizarding world, as well as the spell storage technology he invented.
So I was full of expectations for these two uniquely shaped black brooms.
After a short break, the Gryffindor and Ravenclaw players soon appeared on the field.
As expected, the black lightning instantly attracted the attention of countless viewers.
Lee Jordan, who was in charge of the on-site commentary, saw this scene and immediately stood up and shouted excitedly: "Look! George and Fred, the beaters of the Gryffindor team, are changing into the sweeping five-star brooms they used in the previous game! It's incredible! Because I have never seen such a flying broom on the market."
If it were any other time, when the commentator strayed seriously from the topic of the game, Professor McGonagall, who was sitting next to him, would definitely remind him immediately.
But this time, she was also attracted by the brooms held by the twins.
After all, this professor of Transfiguration, who always looked serious, was also an avid Quidditch fan and player.
Otherwise, he would not have recommended Harry to Captain Wood as soon as he saw his talent for flying.
Since the relationship between Gryffindor and Ravenclaw is not as tense as that between Gryffindor and Ravenclaw and Slytherin, the relationship between the players of both sides is relatively harmonious.
When shaking hands, one of the Chasers couldn't help but ask, "Hey! George, Fred, what's wrong with your brooms?"
"Hey! You'll know in a moment."
The twin brothers responded with a smile in unison.
A few minutes later, with the whistle of the referee Madam Hooch, the game finally officially began.
Just as Harry was climbing higher and wanted to find the Golden Snitch as quickly as possible, he suddenly saw George's uniquely shaped flying broom, with a dazzling red flame spurting out from one of the accelerator holes at the back.
Before he could react to what was happening, the other party passed by him at lightning speed, bringing up a strong airflow.
It took less than three or five seconds for him to catch up with the Bludger in front of him, and then he started beating it hard with his stick.
Bang! The Bludger changed direction and flew from chasing the Gryffindor players to the Ravenclaw players.
The latter was so frightened that he quickly adjusted his direction and dodged, thus missing the best opportunity to attack.
Just as he was about to pass the Quaffle in his hand to his teammate, Fred caught up with another Bludger in the same way and swung his stick again to force it to change direction.
In a panic, the Ravenclaw Chaser accidentally dropped the Quaffle, which was caught by a Gryffindor player who quickly launched a counterattack and successfully got off to a good start.
"Unbelievable! Unbelievable! Unbelievable!"
Commentator Lee Jordan stood up excitedly and said "unbelievable" three times in one breath.
"What did I see? Those two black brooms caught up with the Bludger effortlessly! This is simply amazing! Even a Nimbus 2000 couldn't do this in such a short time.
And when accelerating, dazzling flames will be ejected from behind the broom.
Merlin! I would trade having no Christmas presents for the rest of my life for a broom like this."
There is no doubt that Lee Jordan expressed the inner wishes of many young wizards present.
Ron, who was sitting in the stands, was even more shocked. He muttered to himself in a voice that only he could hear: "Is this the new broom that George and Fred mentioned? Damn it! Why is South so nice to them..."
Unfortunately, no one could answer his question.
Because Hermione didn't come at all today.
Just like that, under the strong suppression of the Weasleya twins' new brooms, the Quidditch game completely turned into a dodgeball competition. Ravenclaw players might die on the spot if they were not careful, so they had no time to care about the Quaffle and the Golden Snitch.
As for the result of the game, it was one of the few zero scores in Hogwarts' history.
Yes!
The desperate George and Fred directly shut out the Ravenclaw team.
Gryffindor's goalkeeper and captain Wood was so bored that he almost caught a cold. He had nothing to do the whole time and just watched them put on a wonderful performance like a spectator.
Especially the last few times when the four accelerators were activated at the same time, the terrifying speed that instantly swept over the stadium and the sonic boom and shock wave caused by exceeding the speed of sound drove this group of inexperienced wizards into madness.
The cruel reality once again proves that there is no fairness in the sport of Quidditch.
Apart from anything else, the fact that even the flying brooms are not standardized means that a big deal can be made in this regard, which is essentially not much different from the high-tech swimsuits, running shoes and undetectable stimulants in the Olympics.
This is also one of the important reasons why Zuo Si was never interested in sports competitions.
In his opinion, cheating is the instinct of all intelligent creatures. As long as there is enough benefit, contestants will try every possible means to increase their chances of winning.
After the game, the Ravenclaw players, who had been abused throughout the entire game, immediately approached Headmaster Dumbledore and Madam Hooch and demanded that the use of these cheating-like brooms be banned.
Because if it is not banned, there will be no suspense in all Quidditch matches before the two graduate.
Moreover, this kind of behavior of constantly hitting the Bludger at the players is too dangerous, and if you are not careful, it may result in death.
Finally, under the joint protest of the other three houses, Dumbledore finally compromised and said that the school would pay for the twin brothers to buy two Nimbus 2000s in exchange for them giving up using black lightning in the competition.
It has to be said that although this result seemed to be a big loss for Gryffindor House on the surface, it was definitely a huge profit for George and Fred who got two brooms for free.
So instead of looking sad, they laughed happily.
Of course, in order to share the joy with their teammates and friends, the two generously gave up the Black Lightning, allowing everyone to ride up to the sky and experience the lightning speed.
"Harry, how do you feel?" Ron asked, trying to suppress the sourness in his heart.
"It's great! If you compare an ordinary broom to a car, then the Nimbus 2000 is like a propeller plane, and the Black Lightning is a supersonic jet. Especially when you start the four accelerators, it's as if the world around you becomes blurred. I like this feeling."
Harry was an honest child. He had no intention of hiding his thoughts and was full of praise for Black Lightning.
Likewise, he understood Dumbledore's final decision to ban its use in intramural competitions.
Otherwise, future competitions will lose suspense and become a show for the twin brothers.
Although Harry hoped that his Gryffindor house could keep winning, he didn't want to win easily in this way.
"Do you think...if we go to Soth and ask for it, will he make one for us?" Ron asked weakly.
Harry smiled bitterly and shook his head. "Don't dream. I heard that Zuo Si was willing to make brooms for George and Fred in order to reward them for knocking the captain of Slytherin College, Marcus Flint, off his broom in the last game.
I believe you also saw how bloody and brutal the scene was.
So unless we can do the same thing, it is impossible for Ethos to agree to it given his personality.
And according to Wood's speculation, if a broom like this were sold on the market, it would be worth at least several thousand or even tens of thousands of gold galleons.
Countless professional Quidditch players and teams would fight over it."
"Thousands? That means George and Fred have made a fortune this time!"
Ron subconsciously turned his gaze to Marcus Flint, who had just been discharged from the hospital not far away, with a malicious gleam in his eyes.
But after comparing the size difference between the other party and himself, he sighed helplessly: "Oh - if only we could make our own flying brooms."
"It would be easier to just beat Marcus Flint into the school hospital. After all, making a flying broom requires at least thirty advanced spells, and the wood must be a special wood that can be used to make wands. With the level of Hogwarts students, not many people can do it even after graduating from the seventh grade. If you don't believe me, you can go ask Percy."
Harry interrupted his friend's unrealistic fantasy.
Compared to Ron, who was born in a wizard family, he, who grew up in a Muggle family, was obviously more likely to accept a peer who was better than himself.
As for envy and jealousy, Harry could not say that he did not have them at all, but considering that Zuo Si could live alone in Slytherin College, which was full of hostility, and could even make the other party afraid, he felt very impressed.
Because he had been bullied and isolated by his classmates more than once when he was in elementary school, he understood how difficult it was to reverse such a situation.
"Well, you're right. Maybe I can borrow it from George or Fred during the Christmas holidays."
After saying that, Ron reluctantly took his eyes off the black broom in his twin brother's hand and returned to the castle shoulder to shoulder with Harry.
However, the other Gryffindor students stayed on the field, queuing up to experience the incredible speed of Black Lightning.
The carnival finally came to an end when it got dark and the professors began to chase people away.
Even after returning to the castle, they were still talking with great interest about the two flying brooms made by Zuo Si.
And as the description became more and more exaggerated and outrageous, it seemed to be about to become a campus legend.
The horror fever continued until the Christmas holiday when it subsided slightly.
A group of students, including Hermione, who were going back home to spend Christmas, had packed their suitcases and boarded the Hogwarts Express again, heading for Platform 9 and three-quarters at King's Cross Station.
However, compared with the grand occasion at the beginning of the school year, the number of people on the bus this time was obviously much smaller.
Because many students don't want to go through so much trouble, they just choose to stay in school and spend time with their friends.
Just when Zuo Si and Hermione were sitting in a carriage reading quietly, Malfoy and his two followers suddenly appeared at the door of the carriage.
(End of this chapter)
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