Chapter 22: Quidditch Match

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During these nights, Cyrus used Ginny's body to sneak into the forbidden book area from time to time. In addition to alchemy, he also read many other books, such as "The Book of the Red Dragon", "The Book of Solomon", "The Book of Roger Ayer", "The Encyclopedia of Dark Curse" and so on.

Some of these books were ones that Tom Riddle had already read, and some that he himself had not had time to read.

After all, Riddle's time at Hogwarts was too short, and there was a limit to what he could see. So he just focused most of his energy on black magic. But it's not just black magic books that have terrifying powers.

There are also some magics that are not black magic, but because they are very dangerous, they are also placed in the restricted area.

For example, the book Cyrus is still reading "Theory and Experiment of Fantasy Magus Transformation: The Birth of the Five-legged Monster" these days.

"Although magical animals have been enslaved, the magical power in their bodies is very powerful. If I can realize the transformation of the magical animal Gus, my strength will be greatly improved." Cyrus closed the book and put his consciousness Back to the depths of memory.

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"Awoee~" Ginny yawned sleepily. She felt that her head was ten times heavier than the Quaffle.

"Good morning, Ginny, are you okay?" Colin, who was holding the camera, saw her at a glance and came over to say hello. "Your face looks too bad. You look like you haven't slept for several days."

"Click -" As he said that, he raised the camera and immediately took a picture of Ginny. Then, a picture of a cute little girl with thick dark circles under her eyes was printed. It was hard to see. Colin, who knows the air, was very happy, "Honestly, I didn't expect wizards to also lack sleep. You look like you will fall to the ground at any time. You also have dark circles and bags under your eyes-"

This kid was chirping, which made Ginny a little unhappy, and he actually dared to take ugly photos of herself?

"Shut up, Colin, and give me that picture!"

"What, no way! I'm going to send it home to my brother to see. He yearns for Hogwarts very much." Colin showed his teeth, smiled first, and then said worriedly, "Do you want to go and.. umm, take a break..? You look so bad in the photo, I'm worried you'll die in my camera."

Ginny:? ? ?

You're done, kid!

Although she was going crazy with anger, her physical exhaustion made Ginny too lazy to argue with him. She just asked listlessly: "What's the class today?"

"There are no classes today. I think you really need to rest. Did you forget that today is the Quidditch match? Gryffindor versus Slytherin!" He said immediately, "I plan to sneak onto the field after a while. Then take a picture of the moment when Harry will win the game! By the way, how is your relationship with Harry? Ehm! Your brother and he are good friends, right..."

Colin's mouth kept talking like a machine gun that couldn't be stopped, but Ginny's ears only heard the first five words: There is no class today...

skipping class!

"I'm going back to rest."

"You're not going to watch the game?" Colin said in surprise.

He thought every wizard in the wizarding world liked Quidditch! What's more, today is a match between Gryffindor and Slytherin.

"...Quidditch-" Ginny paused, did she like Quidditch?

Of course, she liked it.

In fact, she was very envious every time she watched her brothers play Family Quidditch at home. But most of the time they didn't include her when only the boys played. But on the other hand, 'Ugh! I am really sleepy now.'

'Oh! By the way, I can ask Mr. Riddle if he can help me record the Quidditch match! Yes, that's it!'

"Okay, it'll be almost like sleeping in the playground, hehe."

"What?" Colin heard her muttering in excitement and asked.

"It's nothing. You go over first. I'll go to the playground to see later." Ginny hurried back to the dormitory and took out her diary.

"Mr. Riddle, there is a Quidditch match today. I don't want to miss it, but I am too tired. Can you record the match in a diary? Just like when we talked face to face?"

Oh! A Quidditch game?

"Ginny, I think you should rest if you are tired—"

"No, it's Slytherin Vs Grayfendor, I want to be able to see the game, but I'm afraid that I'll just collapse on the stands and miss it! Please, Mr. Riddle, record it for me! I promise I'll rest afterward."

Cyrus was immediately attracted by Ginny's words. If he remembered correctly, it was after this game in the original book that the second person attacked by the basilisk appeared.

——Colin Creevey.

It was the first-year guy who kept pestering Harry.

Cyrus knew it was time to take action again.

"Of course. I guarantee to give you an authentic Quidditch match!"

"Great, then I'll go to sleep first..."

Ginny had already fallen asleep before she finished writing.

Cyrus was actually feeling a little tired as he pressed against Ginny's body. However, he had saved some Pepper-up Potions when Ginny had a cold before. Drinking this is much more useful than drinking coffee. The price was that he had to watch the Quidditch game with a smoking head.

"Hello, Ginny, do you have a cold again?" Hermione saw Ginny coming and greeted Ginny in a friendly manner on the playground.

The relationship between her and Ginny was very good, but Ginny Weasley always gave her a sickly, pitiful kid kind of feeling.

'She just got over the flu not long ago, but I didn't expect it to happen again today...' Hermione thought.

"I just didn't sleep well. I stayed up late reading," Cyrus replied.

"Oh, it's good to like reading, but you should pay more attention to rest." Hermione said quickly, while glaring at Ron, who was embarrassed, "You should learn from your sister! That's why she, only a 1st-year student, can cast a spell on a senior student, not to mention break your slug spell. Not like you who can't even cast a simple spell and instead cast on yourself!"

"Are you crazy? It's because my wand is broken!" Ron didn't expect that he could be slapped even though he was sitting so far, in hopes of protecting his remaining image he immediately shouted in grievance.

"Humph!" Hermione didn't say anything further. In fact, she was just persuading her friends to learn, but the effect has not been very good.

Several people's attention returned to the court, and Gryffindor was at a disadvantage from the beginning.

"The Gryffindor team's situation is not looking optimistic. You know Malfoy donated several Nimbus 2001 to the Slytherin team, but the Gryffindor team will still sweep the series, not even the seven-star sweep." Lee Jordan was doing his biased commentary.

Even Harry's Nimbus 2000 is a notch behind Malfoy's broom.

Those black, smooth broom handles, like a handsome and attractive sports car, caught Ron's attention.

The weather was already very dull, and after a while, it started to rain.

Now, the score on the court is 0-60, and Slytherin scored 60 points!

Cyrus doesn't know much about the balls, but he can still understand the basic rules. The Quaffle scores ten points, the Golden Snitch scores one hundred and fifty points, and the Bludger scores no points. This kind of ball is usually hit by anyone, the purpose of the Bludger is to hinder the actions of its players.

But now, there is obviously something wrong with one of the bludgers——

"I think I saw something like this last year..." Ron said blankly.

"Oh, Merlin! Someone has done something to that ball!" Hermione stood up immediately!

At this moment, the Bludger almost gave up attacking others and followed Harry as if it had eyes, so that the twins, who were batters, had to surround Harry and keep knocking it away.

Hermione didn't notice anyone casting spells.

She subconsciously looked at Snape, but after remembering what happened last semester she lost hope, she couldn't help but look at Lockhart as the last hope.

Lockhart, last hope?

What's that supposed to mean?

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