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Chapter 10
"Introducing...Johnson...Spinnet...Bell...Wood...Weasley...Weasley...and Potter!" Lee Jordan announced at the start of the Quidditch game.
The Gryffindor team was walking out onto the field, each with a broom in hand with maroon and gold uniforms on. On the other side of the field stood the Slytherin in their green and silver uniforms.
"I've never been to one of these before," Neville said beside me in the stands.
"Me either," I said looking down at the field where my brother stood.
"I heard that they are quite interesting," Hermione said on the other side of me.
"Quidditch is the best sport in the world," Ron said next to Hermione.
Then the teams rose on their broomsticks and faced each other. When Madame Hootch came up on her broomstick she blew a whistle and threw the Quaffle up into the air and the game began.
Each member of the two teams flew throughout the stadium and were throwing the Quaffle around. However, I noticed that the two Seekers both kind of stayed in place, both searching for the Golden Snitch, which Harry had told me about.
"Ten points to Gryffindor!" Lee Jordan announced over the speaker.
Then the Slytherins took the Quaffle and began to move down the field. Within the next few minutes the Slytherins managed to make a goal.
"Ten points to Slytherin..." our Gryffindor announcer mumbled over the speaker.
Suddenly, I saw my brother fly through the air on his new broom and in front of him I could see a small golden speck.
"He found the Snitch!" Ron said practically jumping out of his seat.
Then, suddenly, Harry's broom began to jerk around. It looked as though he was on one of those mechanical bulls that Muggles liked to get on. He was holding onto his broom for dear life, trying not to fall off.
"What's going on?" I asked the people around me. "Is this normal?"
"Definitely not," Ron said.
"Look at Snape," Hermione said.
Across the stadium, in the teachers' section of the seating, Snape could clearly be seen mouthing something and staring directly at Harry.
"Uh...what?" I said looking at Hermione.
"He's jinxing Harry!" she said. "I've read all about jinxes! You have to keep eye contact and say the words, which is exactly what he's doing!"
"I'm not sure..." I mumbled. "I don't think that Snape would do that..."
"I am!" Ron said on the other side of Hermione.
"Well, I'm going to go stop it!" Hermione said as she exited the bleachers that we were sitting on.
"Where do you get that Snape wouldn't do that to Harry?" Ron asked me after Hermione was moving underneath the seating. "Haven't you seen him around Harry?"
"Yes, but I don't know," I said glancing over at our Potions professor. "I just don't think that it's something he would do."
"Yeah, well, you'll see that we're right after Hermione does something to him."
A few moments later, Harry still freaking out on his broom, blue flames shot up from underneath Snape's seat. It took the professor a few moments to realize that he was on fire, but when he did, he managed to knock over a few teachers in the process of hitting the fire out. After it was put out, his head shot back up in the direction of where Harry was.
I looked over at my brother again and saw that he got back on his broom.
"See?" Ron said pushing my shoulder.
I still didn't believe him, but I wasn't going to tell him that.
I looked at the scoreboard for a moment and noticed that, in all of the confusion, that the Slytherin team had managed to score another goal. Then I saw that Harry was after the other teams seeker who had apparently found the Snitch and was trying to grab it.
They followed the Snitch side by side for a while, both trying to push each other away.
"Is Harry okay?" Hermione asked as she sat down beside me.
"That was brilliant, Hermione!" Ron said.
"Yeah..." she mumbled going a little pink in the face.
Then I saw that Harry was still competing to get to the Snitch. Suddenly, they both were extraordinarily close to the ground when the other Seeker abandoned the Snitch. Harry reached out towards it when he suddenly fell to the ground and rolled.
"Oh my gosh!" Hermione said standing up, which most of the Gryffindors joined her in doing, including myself.
Harry stood up after a few minutes, but didn't look right.
"He looks like he's going to be sick..." Lee Jordan said from the speakers.
That was exactly what I had been thinking. Then my brother bent over and spit something out of his mouth. It was golden with wings.
"HE'S GOT THE SNITCH!" Lee Jordan yelled. "GRYFFINDOR WINS!"
The Gryffindors cheered why the Slytherins groaned.
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"Harry you did good!" Hagrid said after the game.
"Yeah, it's a good thing that you didn't swallow the Snitch," Ron said. "We probably wouldn't have won!"
"Ron!" Hermione said scolding him.
The five of us walked a little while before anyone said anything.
"I think that Snape was trying to jinx Harry," Hermione said to Hagrid.
"Now, why would Professor Snape do that?" Hagrid said.
"Because he hates Harry!" Hermione says.
"He does not hate Harry, that's ridiculous! Why would he hate him, he hasn't done anything."
"He saw the wound that the three-headed dog gave him and now he's out to get him!" Ron said.
"You all know about Fluffy?" Hagrid asked us all.
"Fluffy?" Harry said.
"That thing has a name?" Hermione said.
"Why does Hogwarts need a three-headed dog?" I asked.
"It's none of yer business what it's doin' there and what it's gaurdin!'"
"So it is guarding something!" Hermione said.
Hagrid looked bewildered.
"I-I didn't say that!"
"So what's it guarding?" I asked him.
"Whatever it's guarding, Snape is trying to get," Ron said.
"Snape is not trying to steal it! He's one of the people that's protectin' it! And it's none of yer business what it's guarding," he yelled, looking furious with himself. "That information is strictly between Professor Dumbledore and Nicolas Flamel."
"Who's Nicolas Flamel?" I asked.
"What...?" he said just realizing what he had said. "I shouldn't have said that..."
"Well, thank you Hagrid!" Hermione said heading back towards the castle with us following closely behind.
When we got into the castle we followed Hermione until we made it into the library.
"What are we doing?" Ron asked.
"We're going to find out who Nicolas Flamel is..." Hermione said as she stacked books into her arms from the shelves.
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"Hermione," I said closing the book that I had just finished searching. "There is NOTHING in this school about Nicolas Flamel, okay?"
"There has to be!" Hermione said hopelessly.
"We've checked every book in here," Ron said closing his book. "And it's nearly Christmas, I don't want to look at books!"
"Well..." she said. "We haven't checked the restricted section..."
I looked back into the library and saw a place roped off as the "RESTRICTED SECTION." I somehow hadn't noticed it before, probably due to the fact that I rarely came into the library.
"Well, how are we going to get there?" Harry asked still looking through his book.
"We could ask Madame Prince..." Hermione suggested.
I stood up and walked over to the librarian who was sitting behind a desk with a book in her hand. She glared up at me as I walked in her direction and looked aggravated.
"I was wondering if I could check out a book in the restricted section," I said.
"What for?" she asked looking bored.
"Um, well, one that has information on Nicolas Flamel."
"No," she said looking back to her book.
I walked back over to the table where Harry, Ron, and Hermione looked at me hopefully.
"Well, that was pleasant..." I muttered as I sat down.
"She said no?" Hermione asked.
I nodded as I returned all the books I had looked at back to their shelves.
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"You all promise to look for more information on Nicolas Flamel while I'm gone, right?" Hermione asked as she walked over to where Harry and Ron were playing Wizards Chess and I watched them.
"Sure Hermione..." Ron said as one of his knights smashed a pawn of Harry's.
"That is such a violent game..." Hermione said putting her luggage down.
Hermione was going back to her home for the holidays to go skiing with her parents. Harry, Ron, and I were staying at Hogwarts for the holidays - as much as the Dursleys bright, happy faces would cheer us up over the holidays (not).
"Checkmate!" Ron said as his knight cornered Harry's queen.
"You win..." Harry grumbled.
"Will you make sure that they search for more information on Flamel?" Hermione turned to me looking hopeful.
"I guess so..." I said, not really looking forward to the research over the holidays myself.
"Thanks!" Hermione said as she picked up her luggage again and ran out towards the exit and to the train.
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