Harry Potter: Super Magic God

Chapter two hundred and ninety-ninth confiscated Firebolt

Chapter 299 Confiscated Firebolt

"So you can't ride it," Hermione said with certainty.

"Why?" Ron said unhappily, "Does Harry only use it to sweep the floor?"

"Until the danger is ruled out, that's true." Hermione said without letting up.

"It's the safest broom, and it won't be dangerous." Ron looked at Hermione with incredible eyes. Who would think that a Firebolt, the best broom, would be dangerous?

Hermione sneered and said, "It's not up to you to judge whether it's safe, it has to be judged by George or Professor McGonagall."

Well, although the atmosphere was a little tense, Harry really didn't have the idea of ​​​​trying Firebolt directly.

 …

At lunch time, everyone went to the hall, and the tables in the hall were moved to the place against the wall. There was only one large table in the center of the hall for twelve people.

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Professor Dumbledore, Professor McGonagall, Snape, Sprout and Flitwick were all there. Even Filch, the janitor, was there, instead of wearing his usual brown coat, he had changed into a formal tuxedo, which looked a little outdated and must be quite a few years old.

Apart from Harry, Hermione, and Ron, there were only three remaining students, two very nervous first-year freshmen, and a gloomy sixth-year Slytherin.

The atmosphere of this year's Christmas party was a little dignified. Most of the students went home, and the teachers were also tense with each other, in an awkward atmosphere. The students filled their stomachs as quickly as possible, and then hurriedly left the dining table.

Harry and Ron went back to the dormitory first, and after a while, Hermione came too, along with Professor McGonagall.

"That's it, right?" Novel.com does not skip words. Professor McGonagall said, staring brightly at the Firebolt in front of the fireplace, she walked away, picked it up, and said, "Potter, Granger just told me that a suspicious person sent you a Get your broomstick."

Harry stood up and said somewhat at a loss, "Yes, Professor, I wasn't given to me by someone."

"No instructions, no cards or information, right." Professor McGonagall said calmly, checking the broom.

"Yes,

professor. ' Harry returned.

"I see," Professor McGonagall said calmly. "I have to take it away, Potter."

"Uh--" Harry asked in a panic, "Is there something wrong with it?"

"It's not clear yet, it must be checked." Professor McGonagall said quietly, "I'm not an expert in this area, but Professor Hooch and Professor Flitwick can easily disassemble it."

"Remove!" Ron didn't dare to take it apart. Someone would take it apart for such a precious thing.

"It won't take a few weeks," Professor McGonagall said. "As long as we're sure it's not harmful, we'll return it to you in good condition."

Harry was silent, not supposed to say anything.

Professor McGonagall reassured, "Don't worry, Potter, this is a necessary step. It is impossible for you to use it until we have confirmed whether anyone has manipulated it. Only after inspection and confirmation, you can to use it.”

Professor McGonagall did not continue, but turned around and left the Gryffindor lounge with the Firebolt.

"Okay, these are no jokes." Ron said a little unhappily.

"It's a matter of course," Hermione said in disbelief. "Professor McGonagall and I both think that this broom may have been given to Harry by Sirius Black."

Hermione was right, and even the teacher thought so. What's more, the origin of this Firebolt is indeed unknown. Regardless of whether Harry and Ron are reluctant, they are both, this is an inevitable result.

…….

Day by day, a two-week vacation is neither too short nor too long. The students began to return to the academy one after another, and the Gryffindor House began to gain popularity again. With the laughter of the students, the atmosphere of the academy became cheerful.

On the eve of the new semester, Wood found Harry.

"Merry Christmas, Harry." Wood sent his late wishes, and he hurriedly said without waiting for Harry to respond, "Harry, yours, the team has a tough job ahead. We have to win everything. It is possible to win the Quidditch Championship this year and my last year."

Recalling Harry's dedication and contribution to the team, and even almost fell to his death, he looked at Harry with embarrassment.

"I will do my best," Harry said quickly. "The team is everyone's team, and victory is everyone's wish. No matter what, I will not hold you back."

"Oh!" Wood said, his expression softening. "I mean, you're the best Seeker, and we don't want to lose a teammate like you. By the way, I heard you got a Firebolt? "

Ron told Fred that Harry had received the Firebolt, and Wood got the news from Fred.

"That's right," Harry said dully.

"Really? Really? A Firebolt." Wood asked fearlessly. This is his dream flying broom. This is the darling of international competitions. When used in the Academy Cup, it is simply sweeping the audience. .

"Don't be so excited, Oliver." Harry said gloomily, "We don't know who sent it, its origin is unknown, and Professor McGonagall has taken it away."

"Why, Firebolts can give our team a huge lead." Wood said in an incredible tone.

"Professor McGonagall needs to check if the Firebolt has a spell or sorcery," Harry explained. "She thinks it's probably a gift from Sirius Black, or maybe Black's conspiracy."

Wood said nonchalantly, "There's no way Blake can buy Firebolts. He's been on the run, hunting him everywhere. He's been hiding in the East, maybe going to the Quidditch boutique to buy a broom?"

"You don't need to go to the store to buy the Firebolt. Professor McGonagall thinks it needs to be disassembled and inspected." Harry said lightly.

Wood's face paled.

"I'll go and talk to Professor McGonagall, Harry," Wood said immediately. "I'll reason with her, a Firebolt can be a huge advantage. She wants Gryffindor as much as we do. If the team wins, I want her to understand the meaning of a Firebolt."

 …

On the second day, the cold wind was blowing, and everyone reluctantly got up from the bed early. A new semester has begun, and a new course has begun.

(To be continued.)

Chapter 299 Confiscated Firebolt

Chapter 299 The Firebolt was seized by the [*] [小-说-网] member's hand,

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