BXBX NOVEL Chapter 35: Sad Chino
The little wizards of Slytherin jumped in anger when they learned about it. Doesn\'t that mean that Slytherin was defeated?
As the most tyrant academy in Hogwarts, it is naturally not bad for money. Ivan quickly received several Jin Jialong, but more of them were Silver Sicco and Copper Nat.
After all, this bet is just for fun, and the participants are all little wizards, so the general bet is only a few copper nats or a silver cic...
Even so, Ivan has already received a lot of bets in the past few days. Coupled with the occasional betting by students from other colleges, their principal is no longer enough to pay.
If you lose, it will be over...
In view of this, Joel and Fred also became nervous, and suddenly felt that they had to do something to save the unfavorable situation.
For example... Give Harry some more training!
The amount of training that Harry, who has been so utterly innocent, has been training again...more!
Fortunately, these tragic days did not last long, and the Quidditch game had already begun.
"Harry, come on, you must catch the Snitch!" Backstage, Joel stared at Harry solemnly and said tragically, as if this Quidditch match was related to the survival of the world.
"Yeah, otherwise we will have to eat the dirt..." Fred also nodded in agreement.
Fred\'s words left Harry confused. In fact, more than one person had said this in front of him these days.
At the beginning, Harry still felt a heavy sense of responsibility, thinking it was the encouragement of his seniors, but Harry soon discovered Slytherin... Ravenclaw... even Hufflepuff. From time to time, the students in, said some inexplicable words to him.
This made Harry very depressed, but he couldn\'t find anything wrong.
Captain Wood, after giving an inspiring speech, watched Harry, who was a little absent-minded, reminded him.
"Don\'t be distracted by Harry, the game is about to begin."
"En..." Harry relieved his nervousness and nodded.
At this time the gate of the arena also opened, and the Gryffindor players rode out together on broomsticks, and Harry followed behind.
Passing through the slightly dark backstage, a wide circular arena appeared in front of Harry. The seats that were usually empty were already full, and Gryffindor\'s seats came after they came out. There were bursts of cheers.
Ron and Neville are holding a huge banner transformed from a torn sheet, on which Hermione has cast a spell, flashing "Potter must win" in mid-air.
Harry was moved, but it was strange that he did not see Ivan there. After looking around, Harry successfully found Ivan in the stands near Slytherin, and he was sitting right there. Beside Professor Chino.
Harry was wondering why Ivan was sitting here, and then he saw Ivan smile at himself and pointed the wand in his right hand at the sky.
After a while, a pyrotechnic beam shot into the sky and exploded at a height of tens of meters. The faint spots of light converged into the words "Gryffindor must win, Harry Potter!"
Harry immediately felt warm in his heart, and instead of thinking about the problem just now, he focused his attention on the upcoming game.
Ivan\'s side, after using magic to cheer Harry up, Ivan began today\'s mission... staring at Kino.
In fact, if it wasn\'t for the victory or loss of this Quidditch match that was directly related to whether he became rich overnight or went bankrupt instantly, Ivan would not even intend to have anything to do with Chino this semester.
After all, during this time period, apart from the mysterious Dumbledore who may have noticed, Ivan can be said to be the only person who knows that Voldemort lives on the back of Kino\'s head.
In the first grade, I will be indirectly exposed to the existence of this ultimate boss, Ivan is still very guilty.
Fortunately, Ivan doesn\'t need to really do anything, just sit next to him and pay attention to Chino occasionally. Ivan doesn\'t believe that Kino dares to chant a spell while being stared at by him.
"What are you doing looking at me like this?" Ivan\'s gaze from time to time made Kino who was sitting curled up in the corner very uncomfortable, as if all his secrets had been seen.
Ivan also realized that staring at Chino straightforwardly at every turn is easy to be suspected, and instead pretended to be curious, and chatted with Chino awkwardly.
"Professor Chino, I heard that you once met a vampire in the Romanian jungle. Is that true?"
"Ah... yeah, there is such a thing, I finally got rid of it..." Chino only agreed.
"Really? Then teach you how to defeat the surviving zombies in Africa..."
"I also heard that the professor was shocked and fainted when reporting the troll news at the Halloween party..."
"and also..."
For the first time indirectly chatting with the Dark Lord, Ivan\'s heart was still very nervous, and he didn\'t even know what to talk about. Would it be too deliberate to talk about learning things in this cheerful atmosphere?
Ivan had to pick some lighter topics first...for example, some interesting things that happened recently.
"Enough!" Chino couldn\'t help but interrupted aloud. Originally, with Chino\'s good temper, he would not easily get angry, but Ivan never chatted at all. Every time he asked The black history I want to forget...
Especially for Halloween, as long as you think of Chino, you will get angry. Originally, he pretended to be dizzy at the Halloween venue to remove the suspicion of releasing trolls. It was a manifestation of his high-end acting skills and was highly praised by the Dark Lord. ..
But who would have thought that a giant monster was easily killed by a first-year kid like Ivan. In addition, Professor McGonagall, who had fallen into trouble, used him as a background board to set off the power of the giant monster and put him in the Halloween venue. The fainting incident spread throughout the school.
Caused his Chino to become the laughing stock of the whole school overnight, and every time he was in class, he could hear a lot of discussions underneath that his identity as a professor of defense against the Dark Arts was traded with Dumbledore PY.
The most important thing is that he still dare not explain, no matter how hard or tired, he can only hold it silently in his heart...