Chapter 34: There Is a Price to Pay for Being in the Spotlight

Aaron was holding the Golden Snitch on the court, enjoying the joy of victory with the rest of the college team.

Harry lowered his head with some guilt, not daring to look at Wood who had high hopes for him.

"I'm sorry, if I had just tried harder..."

"No need to apologize, you've tried your best.

At least this time we are convinced." Wood comforted, although he was also quite regretful, but as a qualified captain, he knew how to relieve the pressure on the players.

"That's right." The Weasley twins were also quite surprised, "This game is very abnormal."

Another twin brother emphasized: "It's particularly abnormal, Slytherin didn't have any illegal operations, which is considered to be a good level."

"I know this, it seems to be the condition for Aaron to join the college team. Slytherin is not allowed to have any illegal operations during his game." Harry raised his hand and said, this is the only valuable information he has obtained.

Wood raised his eyebrows, "It seems that he really loves Quidditch, and he is quite amazing. He can suppress six unruly players.

But it is true. Slytherin respects the strong. If Aaron is mediocre, Marcus will never agree to this condition."

"More than that." Angelina said, "I don't know if you have discovered it, anyway, I have discovered it."

"What did you discover?" Harry asked.

"Aaron's finger." Angelina pointed to Aaron not far away, "His finger is still bleeding."

Several players looked over at the same time and found that Aaron's right hand behind his back was dripping with blood. They took a breath at the same time.

Wood sighed and forced a smile, "Harry, to be honest, it's really not shameful to lose to him.

At least I have never seen any eleven-year-old player do this. It must be painful."

Harry nodded silently. Everyone didn't blame him, and he felt a little better.

......

After everyone left, Draco reluctantly returned the cat in his arms to Aaron, "Aaron, you were so handsome just now. This is the most beautiful win for our Slytherin. We beat Gryffindor by a full 160 points."

"Really! But I won't play like this again in the future."

"What? Why?"

"Because there is a price to pay for being in the limelight." Aaron smiled bitterly and opened his right hand, which was already covered with blood.

"Are you hurt?" Draco widened his eyes.

Abe showed the pet's concern for its owner. He bit off a piece of the scarf on his neck and wrapped Aaron's fingers with his best efforts.

Then he took out a candy from his pocket and handed it to Aaron's mouth with his soft and sticky paws.

This wave of operations can be said to be stunned Draco's mouth. As the heir of the Malfoy family, he has seen all kinds of pets, but only those rare magical creatures are as sensible, loyal and intelligent as Abe.

"Sometimes I really doubt that it's not a cat." Draco said in astonishment, then looked at Aaron's wound, "Let's go to the infirmary first!"

"It's okay, just a scratch." Aaron rubbed Abe's faucet, "Although there is some bleeding, there is no bone injury, a simple bandage will be fine.

With the potion I brought, it will be fine after two days of rest."

On the other side, Harry, Ron, Hermione and Hagrid walked together.

Hermione explained to Harry and Hagrid that Snape was casting a spell on the court, and Ron testified on the side.

"Nonsense, why did Snape cast a spell on Harry's broom?" Hagrid expressed his disbelief. Would a professor harm his students on the court?

Obviously, no.

"Who knows, but my broom is indeed out of control.

Aaron also said that someone is harming me. Now it seems that the person is very likely Snape.

He has been hostile to me since the first day of school. He must have a hidden secret."

"Haha!" Hagrid laughed loudly, "Harry, everyone has their own hidden secrets, and so do I. I also have many pets in school."

"Pets?" Ron paused, "I suddenly remembered the three-headed dog we saw in the room on the right corridor on the fourth floor of the school."

"Have you seen Mao Mao?"

"It has a name." Hermione was a little surprised, "Did you really raise that monster?"

"Of course, I bought it from an Irishman in a pub last year, and later lent it to Dumbledore to guard..."

"Guard what?" Harry asked immediately.

"I can't say." Hagrid's voice suddenly dropped, and then he looked at the three people with wide eyes and said sternly: "Don't ask any more questions, don't ask any more questions, this is top secret.

In short, this matter has nothing to do with you, it's very dangerous.

The things that the dog guards are limited to Professor Dumbledore and Nicolas Flamel."

"Nicolas Flamel?" Harry's mouth corners slightly raised, as if he had discovered some new world.

Hagrid opened his mouth and walked towards his hut with some shame, muttering: "I shouldn't have said it, I really shouldn't have let it slip, I really shouldn't have let it slip..."

"I have a hunch." Harry turned around and looked at Hermione and Ron, "Snape's purpose may be related to what Momo is guarding."

"Harry, Snape did cast a spell on your broom, but this only proves that he wants to harm you, and it may have nothing to do with what Momo is guarding." Hermione said, "This is too far-fetched."

"No, it is related "Harry suddenly thought of," Mao Mao's guardian was taken out of the Guling Pavilion together with Hagrid. Snape was a professor of the school. He must know it. Perhaps he thought I knew what was installed in that bag, so he would be hostile to me and would harm me on the game. There are no other reasons to harm me. "Ron and Hermione looked at each other, and had to say that Harry's brain supplement was also reasonable, and they barely believed." Does you know this Nicole Lame? "" I don't know. " After exiting the college team, finding the golf was re -held by Torrent. After all, it was the Dean's good intention, and he couldn't refuse. It was very necessary to build a good relationship with the Dean and Potions Master in Hogwarts.

"You seem a little unhappy!" Snape asked lightly.

"What do you think, Professor?" Aaron hugged Abe and yawned, "Not everyone likes to watch the game, especially during the nap."

"Mr. Gaius, you may have some problems with your thinking.

Some games can be missed, but this game is Slytherin vs. Ravenclaw. As a member of Slytherin, you are also a star figure who defeated Harry Potter yesterday. It's really unreasonable not to come to cheer."

"Don't say that Slytherin will lose if I don't come. I still miss the bed in the dormitory more.

Besides, I promised you and I did it. Now we are even. Giving up precious nap time to come and watch a game with you is already a great honor for you." Aaron said, and then met Snape's cold side eyes.

Gulu!

Aaron's Adam's apple moved, and then he glared back.

No matter what, he couldn't lose the momentum. He knew very well that Snape would never deduct Slytherin's points just because he didn't like him.

Gradually, both of them felt a little sore in their eyes. It wasn't until Madam Hooch blew her whistle and announced that Slytherin won that they blinked and turned their heads away at the same time.

When leaving, Hermione ran over and stopped Aaron.

"Miss Granger, don't tell me you're here to ask Professor Flitwick for advice on spells today." Snape looked at Hermione coldly. He felt something was wrong yesterday. Flitwick was obviously acting on the spot. His poor and stiff acting skills didn't fool him, who had been acting for more than ten years.

However, he didn't have time to investigate the matter because it concerned Harry Potter's safety. But this time, Hermione Granger came to him. If he didn't find a reason to deduct a few points from Gryffindor, then he would be in vain as the head of Slytherin.

"Ahem! Miss Granger, because..."

"Hermione, you're on time." Aaron suddenly said, catching Snape off guard and swallowing back his half-sentence.

He stared at his student blankly, hoping that he could give him an explanation.

"Um... Professor, Hermione and I have something to talk about, so I asked her to come over.

You are always magnanimous, so you won't blame me, right?"

Snape's mouth twitched involuntarily, and he showed his magnanimity as the dean and gritted his teeth and said, "No."

After saying these two words, Snape walked down the platform. When he passed Hermione, he paused and said in a low voice, "Miss Granger, I won't say I hope there won't be a next time, because there are too many people in Gryffindor who never change.

What I want to say is that you'd better hope that someone will cover for you next time."