My Hogwarts has a serious problem.

Chapter 357, Section 354: Harry's Stick

Peter was also walking around the Quidditch pitch.

Instead of entering the stadium directly from the entrance like Snape, he jumped in from the lower tier of the stands.

He climbed over the fence, passed by the two young wizards vying for first place, and arrived on the field.

The burning sensation on my arm had disappeared, as if my master's call had never happened.

Peter wandered aimlessly across the grass, looking at the little wizard preparing for the long jump in the distance, but he had no clue whatsoever about his master.

That summons seemed to be fleeting; aside from a brief moment of sensation, there was nothing more.

He also saw Snape.

Peter certainly knew him and that they were actually colleagues, but under these circumstances, Peter felt that he would have no connection with Snape whatsoever.

He's been a professor at Hogwarts for so many years, who knows if he's been turned by Dumbledore?

For safety's sake, Peter will absolutely not come into contact with any Death Eaters before finding his master!

Moreover, before Voldemort's defeat, he was a single-line spy infiltrating Potter's inner circle, directly under Voldemort's command. The other Death Eaters had no idea of ​​his identity. They really thought that the person in the Potter family's position was Sirius Black. So even if Peter made contact with the Death Eaters, who would believe him?

It was for these reasons that Peter turned into a mouse and hid in the Weasleys' house for over ten years.

He betrayed his friends, but before he could receive the reward he deserved, Voldemort was defeated and killed, leaving him to be a rat for over a decade.

If Peter wanted to return to a normal life and enjoy the wealth and honor he deserved, all his hopes could be pinned on Voldemort's comeback.

Therefore, apart from Voldemort's iron bars who were imprisoned in Azkaban, Peter was the most loyal to Voldemort among the Death Eaters who were out there.

He was the one who most wanted Voldemort to regain power!

However, his owner seemed to be playing hide-and-seek with him, leaving only a few clues for him to find each time, but he could never find them.

This time was no different. Peter walked through a group of first-year wizards who were throwing shot puts, looking around to see if any students were possessed by their master.

But looking around at the first-grade girls laughing and having fun, would his master's body be like this if he possessed a human?

Snape then walked around the field and eventually came to the area where the shot put was being held.

His face was grim, and he had also gained nothing, completely failing to understand the meaning of Voldemort's actions.

Is it just that they're teasing him and think it's fun?

"Professor Snape."

A student saw Snape and greeted him quietly.

"Um."

Snape only glanced at the blonde Gryffindor girl. He had no impression of this year's first-year students, only vaguely remembering that Lynn's sister liked to play with this Gryffindor student.

After the search proved fruitless, Snape had no choice but to give up for the time being.

He knew perfectly well that unless Voldemort himself was willing to show himself so he could find him, it would be pointless for him to go looking for him on his own.

Snape returned to the stands, while Peter, still unwilling to give up, wandered around the field twice more, only returning to Ron's pocket after finding nothing.

Ron was completely unaware of his departure; he was celebrating Gryffindor's first championship with Harry and the others.

The young wizard from Gryffindor won the 800-meter race.

Unsurprisingly, Umaru won the shot put competition once again.

Her physical condition is indeed much better than that of her peers.

The competition for first and second graders in the morning was no different from any other competitive sporting event.

The young wizards hadn't learned enough spells yet. After everyone had used the Levitation Charm, it was purely a matter of individual physical strength to win or lose.

Although the students in the stands enjoyed watching the sports meet for the first time, they still felt that something was missing.

The slight difference in flavor began to appear during the third-grade competition in the afternoon.

In the 800-meter race for third-year students, athletes from all four colleges stood on their respective tracks.

At this moment, the referee noticed that Harry Potter, a contestant from Gryffindor, was holding a small wooden stick.

"What are you going to do with this?" the referee asked, puzzled.

Harry said somewhat nervously.

"The rules don't say you can't take things while running, right? If that's the case, then nobody can even take their wands."

The seventh-grade sports and arts referee was a bit unsure about the situation, so he went to find the head referee, Mrs. Huo Qi.

After confirming that the stick in Harry's hand was indeed just an ordinary stick, and that it could neither spew flames to accelerate him nor conjure wings to make him fly, Madam Hooch declared that it was in accordance with the rules.

Harry breathed a sigh of relief after receiving affirmation.

Meanwhile, the Weasley twins, sitting in the audience, gave each other a high five; they knew Harry had already won!

The 800-meter race for the third graders was undoubtedly much more exciting than that for the first two grades, with almost everyone in the stands focusing their attention on the four participants.

The moment the referee's wand beeped, all three of them, except Harry, unsurprisingly used the Levitation Charm on themselves.

When using the Levitation spell, the effect is much stronger for older students than for younger students. Their bodies become lighter and they can run faster.

After casting the levitation spell, each of them transformed the soles of their shoes into small springs, making each step easier.

While the students from the other three houses had already run nearly 50 meters, Harry was still standing at the starting line without moving.

Unlike the other three contestants, he didn't use the levitation spell. Instead, he skillfully conjured four wheels from the soles of his shoes right away, then held out his arm holding the wooden stick, patiently searching for the right angle.

Almost everyone in the audience noticed Harry's unusual behavior.

The Slytherin students, especially Malfoy and his friends, loudly mocked him for standing there like a fool. Hufflepuff and Ravenclaw thought Harry was too nervous to move. Only the Gryffindor students looked at Harry with excitement, knowing exactly what he was about to do.

Lynn pondered for a moment in the stands and guessed what Harry was up to. He turned to Hermione and asked.

"Was this idea George and Fried coming up with?"

Hermione whispered, "You guessed it? Apparently, George and Fried secretly tried it for a long time in the middle of the night before they figured it out."

Lynn smiled wryly.

"Then their work will probably only be usable this once. Once Harry uses it all, Mrs. Hooch will definitely forbid it."

While Lynn and Hermione were talking, Harry's opponent had already run more than 100 meters, and he was finally ready.

Harry took a deep breath, waved his wand, pointed it straight ahead, and recited the spell.

"The stick flies away!"

(End of this chapter)