Archaeologists at Hogwarts

Chapter 308 Chadli Artillery Team

Just when Harry thought Professor Hemmer was about to forget about him, a new announcement finally appeared on the large magazine in the common room.

[Our school will officially hold a Quidditch match in two weeks. Students who are interested in joining the team can sign up with Mrs. Huo Qi, and they will also be eligible to watch the game for free. 】

The list of teams to face is also written below, including Chudley Cannons and Holyhead Harpies.

Ron was stunned.

"The Chudley Artillery? Is it the Chudley Artillery I know?"

He still has a poster of this team in his bedroom and is a die-hard fan.

"I didn't expect it to be like this." Harry said with some confusion: "There is no age limit written on it, so it should be fine. Do you think I should sign up?"

Harry had already learned from Professor Heimer that he wanted to lure James out by joining a team. James would not let go of this opportunity to watch.

Of course Harry supported Professor Heimer in doing this. He also wanted to find his father's whereabouts as soon as possible, provided that the other party was really still alive.

But the key is, if Harry can't be chosen

"Of course I'm going!" Ron said decisively: "I have to go even for the free tickets. I will also find a way to participate."

This was somewhat beyond Harry's expectation.

However, at this moment, Hermione raised her doubts.

"But there aren't that many seats in the stands." She said puzzledly: "If everyone does this, wouldn't it mean that they won't be able to receive the ticket money?"

"Will there still be completely free Quidditch matches?"

This sounds unruly, not just them, many people have also thought of this.

"I think this matter can be put aside for the time being." Harry glanced at Wood not far away and said: "Next week is the game between Gryffindor and Hufflepuff. We must win this game first.

Let’s talk about it.”

This is Wood's last year at school, and he has reminded his teammates more than once that this is also his last chance to win the Academy Cup.

A few days passed by, and Harry tried to eat as much breakfast as possible under the dissuasion of Hermione and Ron. He knew that the Hufflepuff team would be difficult to deal with, and Cedric was a strong opponent.

Just when he was about to rush to the competition field, Ron suddenly turned his head.

"What's wrong?" Harry was extremely nervous, and he blurted out: "Do you see our hope of winning this game?"

"Then I have to turn back." Ron looked at him and said with a smile: "Guess who I just saw - the captain of the Chudley Artillery Team, I must have read it right, he also came to watch your game!

"

On the other side, Toby received the famous captain in the office.

To lose to a homeless team is indeed a big name.

However, it was somewhat different from Ludo's words. Toby did not see in his opponent any signs of not wanting to participate in the competition. Instead, he was full of fighting spirit.

"I knew we wouldn't be buried." Calvin Gedgern, also the captain of the Chudley Artillery Team, gratefully grabbed Toby's hands and said, "There will always be someone who knows that we have unlimited potential.

.”

Al looked at him with a look that looked like he was looking at a psychopath. Toby smiled and said, "Of course, I am very optimistic about your team - but why isn't the team manager coming to watch the school game? Where are the others?"

"Resigned." Gegen waved his hand and said, "That guy betrayed us and became a homeless man."

It was extremely difficult for Al to endure the laughter, but Toby was even more satisfied with it: "That's great - no, I mean, I happen to have someone to recommend, and we can meet and discuss it.

Specific matters regarding the team.”

"Thank you, thank you so much!" Ge Jieen said with eyes shining.

Before the game started, they came to the bustling arena together. Toby arranged for Gjeon to sit together with the professors, and placed him in the seat next to Lupin.

"I think you can have a chat if you have a chance," Toby whispered to Lupin.

"What are you talking about?" Lupine didn't expect that Toby would actually invite the captain of the team that was about to play. He still had a lot of secrets in his heart that he wanted to hide from Toby - whether it was Dumbledore's movements or the opponent's.

The instructions must be kept hidden from Toby.

"What else could it be?" Toby looked at him with strange eyes: "How long do you think you can persist in school? Let's see in the second half of the semester. If you can't stay here anymore, you can

How about finding you another job as team manager?"

Lu Ping opened his mouth. The professor's curse on him had obviously come true in the first half of the semester, so what problems would he encounter?

Could it be that Toby had seen through the secret he was hiding? Was he indirectly reminding him?

This made Lupine a little distracted throughout the game. He was thinking about the consequences, and planned to go to the Pig's Head Bar to find Sirius and Tonks as soon as the game was over to discuss what to do next.

Gjeon was very interested, and he watched the whole game without blinking - Hufflepuff pursued fiercely, but unfortunately they did not have a seeker as good as Harry, and ended up with sixty points.

Lost to Gryffindor by a margin.

Gryffindor won.

Harry held on to the Snitch. He was surrounded by a large number of people, listening to the shouts in his ears.

"We won! We won!" Wood shouted excitedly: "That's great, Harry! As long as Slytherin doesn't beat Ravenclaw by too many points in the next game."

Harry couldn't hear the rest of the words clearly because another, louder voice drowned out Wood.

"Mr. Potter, and Mr. Diggory, you will stay here for a while. I have something to discuss with you."

It was Professor Heimer's voice. For a moment, the people around Harry became obviously more enthusiastic after being stunned for a moment.

"You have been selected!" Ron shouted with his eyes widened: "You are about to be selected by the Chudley Cannons, and you are going to play in the World Cup!"

"It's still early." No one heard what Harry was saying. The cheers were covered by the cheers. He saw the Hufflepuff team members not far away staring at them unwillingly. Cedric tried his best to comfort them.

The mood of the team members.

Gradually, the crowd on the stadium disappeared, leaving only Harry and Cedric.

They looked at each other and then walked together towards the stands, where Professor Heimer and Gjern were waiting for them.

"age is not a problem."

Before they could say hello, Harry and Cedric heard Gjeon's satisfied expression: "We just lost to the Rangers, what more can we ask for?"

"You also heard it." Toby looked at the two people with satisfaction and said: "Seize this opportunity well. Whether you can join depends on your performance - you will be able to play directly next week and you can rotate.

"

Harry didn't expect this surprise to come so suddenly. He thought there would be a lot of tests and so on, but it was not even as difficult as Professor Hemmer's test. It only required an inter-house competition.

"Then do we need training?" Cedric asked equally shocked: "There is only one week left. Is this enough?"

"No need." Gegen seemed to be still immersed in satisfaction with the two of them. He said nonchalantly: "When the time comes, you can just go on the field. The running-in during the game is the most useful thing."

Harry seemed to understand why the Chudley Artillery Team had lost so many times in a row.

He now has some doubts about whether James Potter can watch such a team. Will he really come to watch his game?

Toby is quite confident about this.

After Gjeon left, he talked to Harry again alone.

"You don't need to worry about James. I will be there when the time comes, and I won't let go of any suspicious spectators. Oh, by the way, there's Severus as well -"

"Snape?" Harry was shocked: "He will also come to the game?"

"Believe me." Toby knew Harry would have this reaction: "He wants to find James more than anyone else, and he is the most suitable candidate."

After returning to the dormitory, Harry worriedly told Ron and Hermione about the incident.

"Relax, you're too nervous." Ron comforted him and said, "Professor Heimer will be there too, isn't there anything scary about this?"

Hermione also nodded and said, "Yes - but you really don't need training?"

"It's not just that we don't need to train." Harry said dejectedly: "You can't get free tickets either. I asked why Professor Hemmer could be so kind. It turns out he uses this method to select people.

"

It is conceivable that the people sitting in the audience will not be entirely Hogwarts students. This made Harry very uncomfortable. He doubted whether he could accept this kind of competition environment.

You have to accept it even if you can't accept it.

In the next few days, after hearing the news, Wood came to Harry almost every day to help him with special training. Even Dean McGonagall, who was always strict, asked Harry if he needed help and could help him hire a doctor.

Half a day off or something like that.

Harry knew that they all hoped that they would not lose to Cedric.

I guess Cedric had the same experience.

Once, Harry saw Dean Sprout telling Cedric something, maybe giving him two days off, but Cedric obviously refused politely.

Also, Cedric's grades are much better than him, and it's not just Quidditch that he can excel at. There's no need to focus on that.

In this uneasy waiting, the day of the competition is finally approaching.

Early in the morning, Harry felt that the atmosphere in the auditorium was somewhat different. He had not felt this way for a long time - everyone passing by was paying attention to him, and their eyes were fixed on him.

"Do you want a photo?" Colin carefully raised the camera and asked, "This is your first official game."

"Okay." Harry stopped and said, showing a forced smile under the flashlight.

"Don't worry, mate." Ron kept slapping Harry on the back, acting more nervous than anyone else, and accidentally almost pushed Harry's head into the porridge bowl.

"Be careful." Hermione glared at him, and then asked Harry in a low voice: "Is it true that the owner of the bar can't come to the game?"

Although she had already gotten the answer last weekend, Hermione couldn't help but ask again.

"No." Harry shook his head and said, "He can't leave the bar. That's fine. Aurors are everywhere, so it's safer."

Although he knew this was Sirius's wise decision, Harry couldn't help but feel a little disappointed.

After finishing breakfast, Harry left the auditorium with the encouragement of a bunch of people. He saw the spectators walking towards the stadium sporadically from a distance, and felt that it would be difficult to save what he had just eaten until the end of the game.

Harry saw the entire Chudley Cannon team in the team lounge. When one of the tall and thin men complained that he would lose his job in the clothing store, Harry felt that his previous judgment was still hasty - very

Obviously these people have side jobs, or playing ball is their hobby.

"Good news, bad news."

Gjern suddenly jumped out and said: "Children, you don't need to take turns - old Wayne was burned while taking care of the fire dragon. What Polly said -"

"I guess I overslept again, boss." A player was sending the sixth letter using an owl: "Maybe I should try sending a dung bomb this time."

"Just two, not too many." Gjeon added, then turned to Harry and Cedric and said with a smile: "The team's funds are tight at the moment, otherwise we would have sent five at once -

—Anyway, you can just come on stage with us later, okay?"

The two of them looked at Ge Jieen, whose face was full of unreliability. They really didn't understand, was Professor Heimer really the only choice left?

——

"Are you planning to acquire the Chadli Artillery Team?"

Slughorn said with a strange look in his eyes.

No one expected that Horace Slughorn actually came to watch the game, but he came not because of the Chudley Cannons, nor because he saw the news in the magazine that a new player would appear, but because

Because Gwenog Jones, captain of Holyhead Harpies, sent him free tickets.

At this time, he was sitting in the best seat in the stands, with his students on both sides.

Snape had a cold face and said nothing.

Toby admitted frankly: "The performance of the Quidditch team has always been linked to the price, and sometimes, a team's influence is much greater than the Minister of Magic. If you can buy it,

Of course it’s the best.”

Slughorn was immediately interested. He was about to assure himself that he might be able to help, but the next second he thought of the rumors in recent times, plus the relationship between Hogwarts and the Ministry of Magic.

After hearing the discordant reports, I immediately gave up any intention of interjecting.

But he still had a very important question to ask.

"Albus. How long until he can come back?"

"Huh?" Toby turned to look at his old dean, and Snape also turned his head and stared at him with a joke in his eyes.

"It may take a long time." Toby did not give an accurate time, and then immediately said to Snape: "It's your turn, referee, don't deliberately target my students, I will keep an eye on it."

Don't you see, I've even found someone to take your place."

Slughorn chuckled, and Snape took the microphone with a gloomy face and officially announced that the game would begin immediately.