In the evening, Harry found Damon, who had just politely declined the invitation of the Patil sisters.
The story of Damon defeating the trolls alone had originally ended, but after half a month, it became a wild rumor among the young wizards.
There were all kinds of stories.
At first, they said that Damon defeated a mountain troll with difficulty.
Gradually, the news became that Damon defeated a mountain troll overwhelmingly without any damage.
In the end, it became that Damon easily defeated a group of mountain trolls alone, and Professor McGonagall even gave him 20 points for this - they thought this could explain why Gryffindor's house cup score jumped from time to time.
Although the rumors were ridiculous, this matter was indeed related to Damon - he got it from the extra homework of the two professors.
"Isn't this our class flower? You actually rejected them?"
Harry had forgotten his original intention.
"Why did you come to me?"
Damon glanced at Harry and didn't like the class flower he mentioned - the Patil sisters were Indians, and he really didn't appreciate them.
"Oh, that's it."
Harry explained his purpose.
He had borrowed a book called "The Origin of Quidditch" from the library before, but ran into Professor Snape in the yard. Professor Snape confiscated the book on the grounds that "books from the library are not allowed to be taken out of the school", and also deducted five points from Gryffindor.
"I was thinking - why should I be afraid of Professor Snape? I want to get the book back."
"Oh~" Damon nodded, with a smile on his face, "Since you are not afraid of him, why don't you go alone?"
"Okay - okay! Then I'll go alone."
"Relax, buddy." Damon put down the book "Walking with Trolls" in his hand, "You brought it up, of course I'll go with you."
The two went to Snape's office in the basement. Harry was about to knock on the door, but suddenly heard Snape's voice from inside.
"Damn it," Snape said, "How can you keep an eye on three heads at the same time?"
Harry's pupils shrank suddenly!
Three heads? Three hellhounds? !
He turned his head to look at Damon, shook his head to signal, and the two quietly left.
"It's Professor Snape!"
Harry rushed up the stairs and was about to run wildly - in fact, the only reason to stop him was that Damon, who was walking with him, still had a relaxed expression. He was even admiring the portrait of "Shepherdess" on the wall!
Harry was really a little anxious.
But soon, he calmed down again - Damon didn't know about the three-headed dog of hell, so
he naturally didn't take it seriously. But it doesn't matter, he will know it soon!
At Harry's urging, the two returned to the lounge on the eighth floor. Harry quickly gathered Hermione and Ron together, and explained the cause and effect to Damon.
"Do you know what this means?" Finally, he held his breath and said, "On Halloween Eve, he wanted to pass by the big dog with three heads!
When we saw him, he was about to go there - he was looking for the thing guarded by the big dog! I bet with my flying broom that he let the giant monster in to divert people's attention!"
Hermione's eyes widened.
"No, he won't," she said, "I know he's not very good, but he will never steal something that Dumbledore strictly collects."
"Honestly, Hermione, you always think that all teachers are saints." Ron said very bluntly, "I agree with Harry. I think Snape can do anything.
But what is he looking for? What is the big dog guarding?"
The three of them turned to look at Damon. Hermione and Ron secretly competed with each other, as if they wanted to see whose point of view Damon would support.
Guarding what? The Philosopher's Stone.
Damon thought about it and nodded:
"What you said makes sense, but I think it is wrong to trust and doubt Snape unconditionally before the matter is completely clear. I think the most important thing right now is Harry's Quidditch match tomorrow."
Hermione and Ron did not get the answer they wanted, and they were a little dissatisfied, but at the same time, they were relieved that Damon did not favor anyone.
If they grow up, they will know that Damon's attitude at this moment is called "muddling", and at present, they are only happy that their statement has been affirmed, except for Harry.
Damon saw that Harry was not in a good state and comforted him:
"Don't worry, Harry, I will find a chance to tell Professor McGonagall and Professor Flitwick about your discovery. Maybe - we can even use their power to tell Dumbledore?"
"Yes, Harry, with Dumbledore here, you really don't need to worry too much."
Hermione and Ron also saw that Harry was not in a good state at this moment, and they all spoke to comfort him.
Yes, there is still Dumbledore!
Thinking of the great wizard, Harry felt relieved and smiled at the few people.
But until he fell asleep, Professor Snape's words still echoed in his mind, that irritable and ferocious voice.
This was the first time since Damon entered Hogwarts that he did not go to the Room of Requirement on weekends.
Although he firmly believed that "hard practice can bring strength", it was meaningless to be too tense all the time. This was Harry's first appearance and his first time watching a Quidditch match live. There was nothing wrong with relaxing.
After changing into new clothes and wearing the orange-red scarf representing Gryffindor, Damon sat on the podium with the Gryffindor students, waiting for the game to start.
In order to give Harry a surprise, they drew a huge banner with a bed sheet, saying "Potter will win". Dean, who is good at painting, also drew a big Gryffindor lion below. Hermione also cast a clever magic to make the paint on the banner flash in different colors.
Damon ordered the same flag for Harry in advance.
Because of his presence, the whole first grade was more united than ever before. So when Harry walked out of the cheering stadium, he clearly heard his name.
"Harry, win!"
He subconsciously looked up in the direction of the voice - Damon was standing in the stands, holding a huge flag with a Gryffindor lion painted on it, dancing like a dragon. Behind him, a group of Gryffindor students were shouting:
"Harry, win!"
Their voices were so loud and the momentum was so enthusiastic that the other two colleges besides Slytherin also joined in.
So, the originally noisy voices began to gradually become unified.
"Harry! You will win!"
Damon clenched his right fist and raised it towards Harry in the formation!
Harry made eye contact with him and they smiled at each other.
This suddenly gave him some leeway - he noticed that he was
actually a little hunched at the moment.
So, before the game started, he straightened his back.
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