036- Quidditch Part-2

Suppressing his anger, Quirrell, as an undercover agent, quickly adjusted his mentality after discovering that he had lost his temper, he then explained in a low voice, "Sorry... I'm too tired right now, I haven't slept in a while..." After speaking, Quirrell pulled back the hood on his back to cover his head and went to sleep with his eyes closed in a strange posture of leaning forward.

"Okay." Ivan shut up decisively, not wanting to provoke Quirrell, anyway, his goal had been achieved.

He dared to tease Quirrell because he knew that Quirrell could not do anything to him for this little confrontation. In the original book, the Weasley brothers took a snowball and smashed it in the back of his head. That was Voldemort's snake face and he still didn't do anything, which showed that the first in their mind was to get the Philosopher's Stone, and everything else could be tolerated.

As for the consequences of that?

Quirrell would already be ashes at that time, and Voldemort, who was running away, couldn't care about his character.

Seeing that Quirrell was really closing his eyes intending to sleep, Ivan also turned his attention to the stadium. At this time, the game had entered a fever pitch, and the two sides kept coming and going with all kinds of small patterns.

A Slytherin beater pretended to score a goal but hit the bludgers towards George not far away. Fortunately, George reacted in a timely manner and escaped the dangerous ball.

"Slytherin, that's a foul...that is a foul!" Jordan Lee, who is in charge of the commentary, was shouting. He yelled at Slytherin, and his words were sharp and audible. Professor McGonagall frowned again and again.

George on the field not to be outdone, combined with Fred flanked the beater from both sides of Slytherin and almost made him hit the railing...

However, Jordan treated the actions of the Weasley brothers as if he hadn't seen them, and admired their flying skills from time to time.

Such a double standard naturally caused the dissatisfaction of the Slytherin wizards, especially those who participated in the gambling game. If it weren't for the professors on the scene, black magic would be flying around the whole stadium.

Even so, there are still many Slytherin students who are close to throwing the debris in their hands towards Jordan.

"It's not fair and one-sided!"

"Shady...this is shady!"

"We ask for a different commentator, or else!"

....

Jordan was on the stage while dodging the cans, waste paper, and underwear flying around while continuing his own explanation until Professor McGonagall couldn't stand it anymore, she asked two students to pull Jordan away and replaced him with Hufflepuff house student Cedric as an interim commentary.

Jordan clung to the railings on the platform, but in the end, he lost to his strength and was dragged away. From a distance, one could hear Jordan's unyielding cry.

"I have done too much for our house... I am innocent! I want to see Professor Dumbledore!"

Professor McGonagall raised his hand and cast a silencing spell, and the world was finally quiet...

Ivan, who was not far away, looked at Jordan, who seemed to be possessed by a drama spirit, and his mouth twitched, but he was not worried about what would happen to Jordan.

Because they had secretly engaged in the gambling, Jordan didn't know about it, and completely relied on his own words to forcibly beat Slytherin.

This episode did not involve too much attention from Ivan, because the success or failure of this game still needs to be attributed to whether Harry can catch the Snitch.

Harry was also very good and almost immediately galloped over when he spotted the snitch, leaving behind the two Slytherin flyers who were trying to stop him, and reached out to catch the golden snitch.

At this moment, his broomstick suddenly trembled violently, as if trying to throw him out into the air.

Harry had to hold on to the broom desperately to prevent himself from being shaken off. The sudden change caused an uproar in the audience, and the Weasley brothers even thought about whether a Slytherin student who didn't want to lose the game and cast a spell on the broom.

The two eagerly looked towards Ivan outside the court. In the previous agreement, Ivan would handle all matters outside the court.

Ivan was also a little stunned at this time. He quickly turned his head and looked at Quirrell, who was curled up in the corner and did not move at all. He seemed to have fallen asleep, but Ivan with his sharp eyes could faintly see the mouth under the hood was moving

Silent casting...

Ivan looked stunned, he didn't expect that Quirrell would really dare to make some moves under his nose and used such high-end skills.

Although the silent casting may not be high-end magic, with this motion, Quirrell's strength was definitely not as simple as that was shown in the original book. It is more than enough to serve as a professor of defense against the dark arts. As for whether he was being helped by the Dark Lord Ivan couldn't tell

After raising Quirrell's evaluation of strength in his heart, Ivan was a bit confused thinking what reason should be used to "wake up" Quirrell who was "sleeping".

Ivan gritted his teeth and put on an anxious expression on his face, pressed his hands on Quirrell's thighs, and started shaking wildly.

"Professor Quirrell, look there, Harry's broomstick seems to be out of order, it is about to fall from the sky, you must think of a way to save him!"

Under Ivan's vigorous shaking, the hood on Quirrell's head was directly shaken off, revealing a stunned face and a wide-open mouth.

"It's a pity that you didn't see that professor. It was really too terrifying just now?!" After seeing Harry regaining control of the broom, Ivan quickly took his hands away from Quirrell's lap, his face covered with a look of fear.

...

On the stands, there were many people who cared about Harry as much as Ivan. Among them, Malfoy stood up from his seat with excitement, looking forward to when Harry would fall from the sky.

If that happened, then Ivan would have to hand over all his savings and live without funds for the first half of the semester. Not to mention he also heard that Ivan had made a gambling game to make money and he might be in debt... Just as Malfoy was getting more and more excited, Harry's broom suddenly calmed down again.

Malfoy had to sit back again disappointed.

"Draco, look, Potter fell!" Gore yelled, pointing to the sky, Harry was accidentally hit by the Slytherin Seeker while trying to catch the snitch.

Malfoy stood up from his seat again with excitement in an instant, revisiting his previous thoughts in a short moment.

It was not until Harry spat out a golden ball from his mouth with difficulty, and held it high in his hand, that the excited Malfoy sat back down again.

Because that was the Golden Snitch...