I became Voldemort

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"You're finally here, Ginny!" Hermione stood up tall and waved to greet Ginny who was belatedly arriving.

They sat at the farthest end of the auditorium, where the view was the best. Although it was a bit far, they could still see the game clearly with the telescope kindly provided by Hagrid.

"You're too slow, Ginny!" Ron muttered unhappily, "Why did you come this late?"

"Oh, I was comming here with Mr Rid— Malfoy." Ginny said as she sat down next to Hermione. "He really forgot that today was the Quidditch match."

"I knew he didn't look like he was interested in Quidditch." Hermione said with an expected expression, "He is much more interested in studying than Quidditch, and the books he reads are so complex, I can't even understand it, especially alchemy and runes, you two should learn from him!"

The latter sentence was addressed to Ron and Harry.

Harry smiled awkwardly, and Ron immediately changed the subject:

"To be honest, I never dreamed that I would cheer for Slytherin in this life! If someone had told me this last year, I would have given him a slap to wake him up. But if Slytherin really won , Harry, you will have to face their Nimbus 2001 again."

He said worriedly, having the urge to immediately boo Slytherin.

"What are you talking about? Mr. Riddle is our friend!" Ginny was so angry that she spilled the beans by shouting his name. Fortunately, there were nearly a thousand spectators, and almost eight hundred people were cheering for Ravenclaw with their voice rising a lot. Naturally, no one heard what they were saying.

Harry was not worried at all and said: "The possibility of winning is very small. Quidditch is not just good at broomstick. As far as I know, 'Malfoy' doesn't seem to have participated in a single training, right? He must have gone rusty... I think he just wants to experience Quidditch after a long time, after all - it's hard to get the chance, so let's cheer him on."

After hearing what he said, Ginny and Hermione began to worry that Cyrus would make a fool of himself.

"Don't worry," Ron saw their emotions. "It's not impossible for someone of that team to fly worse than Malfoy."

The four people laughed at the same time.

In fact, Malfoy's flying skills are still very good, worse than Harry, but better than most people. It's just that the real Malfoy does not so much motivated to win as he is motivated to mock Harry on a daily basis. In the previous match his eyes were almost on Harry's body when he should have been looking for the golden snitch.

"Look, the people from the Ravenclaw team are coming out." Hermione said suddenly.

Harry immediately stretched his neck and looked over there.

He remembered that the Seeker of the Ravenclaw team was a girl. He didn't think much of it last year, but the last few times he saw her, he found her more and more cute.

"How good is the Ravenclaw team?" Hermione asked.

She wasn't particularly keen on Quidditch and hadn't watched any other games besides Harry's games last year.

"Not bad among all the teams at Hogwarts." Harry said seriously, which can be said to be quite euphemistic. In fact, the overall strength of the Ravenclaw team is indeed worse than the others, but in fact the gap between the four teams is actually very small.

Hufflepuff and Ravenclaw have never been favorites to win the championship.

"If Slytherin doesn't secretly do something evil, there is still hope of winning." Harry said from Zhang Qiu's perspective, "She is so cute, isn't she?"

"Hey! why are you saying Slytherin can't win!, don't forget who we are here to cheer for! Besides, if you like her so much, why didn't you confess your love to her on Valentine's Day?" Ginny crossed Hermione and patted Harry's cheek.
 
A tap on the back of his head brought him out of his dazed state.

"If I confessed to her at that time, then I would really have no hope!" Harry complained, rubbing his head.

He now felt a little nostalgic for the shy Ginny back in the summer.

On the field, the captain of the Ravenclaw team, Roger Davis, Captain of the Ravenclaw Quidditch team, was seriously saying to his subordinates: "Be careful, people in Slytherin tend to become hooligans when they play, so be careful. injured."

"They also changed the broom this year. I think we are hanging." Chaser Jeremy Stratton said in frustration, shaking his head.

"Don't think so, at least we know that their Seeker is terrible." Cho Chang said with a smile, "Since Harry Potter can beat him, so can we! And we can win even more beautifully!"

"That's right!" Roger nodded.

"Chang, when the time comes, you will do your best to find the Golden Snitch. Jason and Duncan, your task is to protect Cho Chang and don't let Slytherin's people do something funny."
 
"Randolph, Jeremy and we will attack with all our strength. There will definitely be more Score points. Grant, guard the goal!"

"It sounds pretty easy," Jeremy said trying to joke.

"..."

"Come on, it will be easy, will it hurt to laugh, once," Jeremy said helplessly.

"The Slytherin team members are also coming out." Someone said something. Everyone on the Ravenclaw team immediately looked into the distance, and sure enough they saw a row of green rapeseed flowers standing together.

But what makes them strange is that Marcus Flint, who should have been in the leading position, is now standing at the end with his tail curled up. On the contrary, Malfoy, who had lost to Harry in the last competition, stood at the front.

His white hair reflected in the sun, making him look like a bald man.

"Malfoy?"

"What's going on? Slytherin changed captain?"

"Sure enough, you still need to bend your moraly in face of money!"

"If my father could replace all Ravenclaws with Nimbus 2001, would I also be able to be the captain?" Randolph said enviously.

"Shut up!" Roger wanted to hit him with a broom. But to be honest, if the other party can really get seven Nimbus 2001, then it doesn't really matter if he gives up the captain's position. 

But gifting everyone with Nimbus 2001 is obviously impossible.

In the face of a formidable enemy, there is no need to say more such boring nonsense.

At this time, Madam Hooch was standing in the center of the court, with a whistle hanging around her neck and her right arm raised, signaling the two teams to move towards her.

Roger was naturally very familiar with the process of Quidditch and led the team members through it. Cyrus on the other side also walked to Madam Hooch's side with his other team members.

"Look, I want everyone to play fair and honestly."

She seemed to be talking specifically to Marcus Flint, because when she discovered that Marcus was standing at the back of the team uncharacteristically, she gave him a very strange look.

Then, she saw Marcus hinting towards someone and her eyes turned to Cyrus.

The Malfoy brat...

Well, to her it was still someone who needed to be warned.

"I say it again, be fair and honest!"

"I'm the fairest!" Cyrus said, raising his chin.

"Very well, then everyone please ride on the broomstick."

Cyrus steps into Malfoy's Nimbus 2001.

Madam Hooch blew her silver whistle hard.

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