Chapter 1551 Great Victory and Confinement

Compared with Harry, who was depressed, Ivan, who was standing in the auditorium, felt smoke coming out of his throat.

He had been forced to cheer on Gryffindor by shouting at Hermione's request.

Hermione, who was beside him, worked extra hard to cheer, she was so calm that she was almost hoarse.

Perhaps, she wanted to rely on this method to repair the recent tense relationship with Ginny.

Gryffindor vs. Ravenclaw!

The last Quidditch match of the school year, the match that determines the championship, was extremely exciting and exciting. Because of the excitement of the game, the enthusiasm of the students in the auditorium far exceeded expectations. Cheers and cheers filled the entire stadium one after another. Everyone seemed to be planning to release the last madness of the entire school year.

Although the absence of Captain Harry has greatly weakened the strength of the Gryffindor team, Ginny's performance is unexpectedly good.

She's a perfect replacement for Captain Harry, sometimes even better than Harry.

Against all the tactics of the Ravenclaw team, Ginny took timely and effective measures. Under her almost perfect command, Katie, who had returned to the team, led Gut and Demelza to launch an attack on the gate of the Ravenclaw team. Attack after attack, the Ravenclaw team was powerless to defend.

At the end, Ginny caught the Snitch again in front of Cho Chang.

Qiu seemed to be crying again, but no one cared.

The cheers were deafening, and the students began to sing the old song "Weasley is our king" again.

This time, though, they're singing the praises of a new hero: Ginny Weasley.

It's not that Ron didn't play well. In fact, his performance in this game was quite remarkable, blocking a lot of attacks.

But compared to Ginny's performance, he can only say that he performed super-level, but not amazing.

The only member of the team who performed poorly was Dean, who replaced Ginny as the batter. The audience seemed to be sleepwalking, but there was Elaine, who was exceptionally energetic, and it didn't matter whether he performed well or not. He didn't even intend to help.

She could control the Bludgers all by herself, and nearly made the Ravenclaw Chasers cry.

After all, Quidditch is still a barbaric sport. The Ravenclaw team, which puts all their hopes on tactics and planning, is going in the wrong direction. If everything goes according to their plan, it’s okay. Confused.

At this moment, Harry didn't know that the Gryffindor team had won a big victory.

He was thinking about the game in his heart, but his body had to come to Snape, and he knocked on the door nervously.

It was still the office he was familiar with and hated. Although Snape had gone upstairs to teach, he hadn't vacated this room. Harry was full of many unpleasant memories here, especially in the last semester, when he was studying Occlumency surgery that time.

Snape entered his body again and again, rampaging, looking at his past memories without any scruples, this feeling...

To use an inappropriate word to describe it is to be "played".

As soon as the knock on the door came, Snape's voice sounded from inside, "Come in, Potter!"

Harry walked in, the room was still so dim, and he didn't know how Snape could read the words clearly in this light.

There were also potion jars lined on shelves along the wall, with all sorts of disgusting things floating in them. Ominously, a table apparently reserved for Harry was piled high with cobwebbed boxes, giving off an air of dry, hard, pointless work.

"Mr Filch wants someone to clean up these old files," said Snape softly, sitting still in his seat, "the records of Hogwarts errants and their punishments, before the ink fades or Where the card was destroyed by a mouse, we want you to write the unclear writing clearly, put it in alphabetical order, and put it back in the box, and no magic is allowed."

"Yes, Professor," said Harry, trying to put into his words the deep contempt he'd known for a long time.

"I think you can start!" A malicious smile emerged from the corner of Snape's mouth. "In boxes 1012 to 1056, you will see some familiar names, which will add to the fun of the work. Here, look... "

He drew a card from a box on top with a ostentatious lift of his hand, and read, "James Potter cast an illegal hex on Bertram Aubrey, Aubrey's head doubled in size, James Potter was imprisoned for a week for this."

Snape paused here and sneered disdainfully.

"It must be very gratifying to think about it. Although he is gone, his great deeds are still recorded in..."

Harry felt angry again, and he didn't answer, gritting his teeth to keep himself from fighting back.

He sat down in front of the file boxes and dragged a box in front of him.

As Harry had expected, the job was tedious, pointless, and occasionally tingly.

Because he read his father's or Sirius' name, usually the two together for all sorts of trivial mistakes punished, sometimes with Remus Lupine and Pettigrew Peter added. While copying their various faults and their punishment, he imagined the situation outside.

The match had probably just begun, and the Seekers were Ginny and Cho...

Harry knows Qiu very well, and she has a lot of experience. Will Ginny be Qiu's opponent?

Not surprisingly, he was thinking more about Ginny now, and hoped that Ginny would be better than Qiu.

In Harry's heart, Qiu seemed to be a familiar stranger, without too much feeling.

It was unbelievable that until last term he had been so infatuated with her that he thought she was the prettiest girl in school.

Of course, this position now belongs to Ginny.

Time passed, and Harry looked again and again at the ticking clock on the wall.

It seemed to go half as fast as a normal clock, maybe Snape had magically made it go extra slow on purpose?

He couldn't have been here for half an hour, an hour, an hour and a half...

When the clock reached half past twelve, Harry's stomach started growling.

At ten past one, Snape, who hadn't spoken again after assigning Harry the task, finally raised his head.

"I think it's all right!" He said coldly, "Make a mark somewhere, and continue at ten o'clock next Saturday morning."

"Yes, Professor." Harry obediently shoved a folded card into the box, not thinking why Snape didn't ask him about the prince, maybe he didn't see it from his memory at the time that book.

Anyway, Harry slipped out the door and rushed up the stone steps before Snape changed his mind.

He pricked up his ears to catch the sound from the stadium, but it was quiet over there...

So, it's over!