socalfunplaces Chapter 101 I Want to Play Quidditch, Kimimaro
Chapter 101 I Want to Play Quidditch, Kimimaro
Chapter 101 I Want to Play Quidditch, Kimimaro
Snape paused.
He seemed to be petrified, frozen in place, even forgetting to breathe.
But he neither turned around nor spoke.
After only a short while, he drifted away like a dark cloud toward Hogwarts Castle.
Orochimaru has already obtained Snape's answer—
Right now, you only have some unfounded delusions and fantasies, and you shouldn't have brought this up with me.
Because you simply can't do it.
Orochimaru watched Snape's retreating figure with a leisurely air, but the corners of his mouth habitually curled up, and that familiar sinister smile reappeared there.
Tonight is indeed a night of harvest.
He learned the secrets of the wizarding gods, those unspeakable miracles that could only be deciphered by himself.
He also found his ideal candidate for spy.
"Someday, I'll give you a code name, Professor."
Orochimaru stood with his hands behind his back, watching Snape's figure disappear into the night, and murmured to himself.
He searched all over Hogwarts, but unexpectedly, the most suitable and convenient candidate appeared in his sights from the very beginning.
pocket.
Snape.
Orochimaru chuckled and shook his head, pondering the two names, before slowly strolling forward and entering Hogwarts Castle.
Outside the castle, the moonlight shines brightly and solitude prevails.
Inside the castle, the students slept peacefully.
Orochimaru did not go straight back to his room, but instead went to the ninja tool preparation room on the eighth floor of the castle.
He was a wizard and a ninja.
No ninja would fail to summarize the mission after it was over. Even Jiraiya, who was rushing to finish his writing, would honestly go to Sarutobi to explain the outcome of the mission.
Even though they are all gone, Orochimaru still wants to maintain this habit.
Push open the wooden door and walk into the corridor.
Orochimaru turned around and saw that there was no one behind him.
When he looked up again, there were three kunai stuck in the wall, which was the goal he had set for himself a month ago.
The one at the very top represents the magic stone.
The right side represents sneaking into the library.
On the left, there is unicorn blood.
Orochimaru slowly stepped forward, took off the kunai on his left side, and drew a cross in its original position.
"The mission was more dangerous than expected, and the results were equally unexpected."
"Miracle, soul, immortality, rebirth—these four are inevitably linked, but further information is currently lacking."
"Under the current circumstances, research on unicorn blood can be suspended."
Orochimaru slowly turned around as he finished speaking.
"What are your opinions?"
There was neither Jiraiya nor Tsunade; only the empty wooden door seemed to echo Orochimaru's presence.
Silence is an agreement.
Orochimaru put away the kunai in the lower left corner and looked back at the remaining two targets.
"The Philosopher's Stone—Dumbledore has already shown me ample hostility; now is certainly not the time to seek it out."
"Our next move will focus on how to infiltrate the library's restricted section to examine materials related to miracles and spirits."
"Harry's invisibility cloak is incredibly effective; even Voldemort couldn't see through it. This is a tool we absolutely need."
"but----"
Orochimaru paused for a moment, pondering the situation that might arise next.
Snape would never disobey Dumbledore's orders and relax his guard over himself.
To expect Snape and Dumbledore to deliver messages using the White Snake or Hermione would be to underestimate them.
There must be a way to communicate with Harry.
It's perfectly legitimate, yet no one can confirm it.
Orochimaru squinted, examining the kunai on the wall, eliminating every possibility.
In everyday life, no, neither I nor Harry would stand out too much.
A classroom setting is even less feasible; I'm afraid the professors' concerned gazes would be fixed on me before I could even open my mouth.
but----
Orochimaru stared at the kunai in the lower right corner, reached out and gently pulled it out, carving a line of small characters next to it.
Quidditch.
This event was unprecedented in scale and was a celebration that attracted the attention of the entire Hogwarts community.
In a match, whether it's the player chasing the ball, the player seeking the ball, or even the player hitting the ball, everyone is in high-speed motion.
Forget about speaking, they can only communicate through eye contact and gestures.
in other words----
Due to the effects of distance and speed, even the professors who wanted to keep a close eye on things couldn't accurately know what they had said to Harry.
As Orochimaru thought about this, he felt a strange sense of reincarnation in everything in the world.
She first met Harry through a ninja game.
Now, if he wants to take his research on the soul to the next level, he still has to rely on another game called Quidditch.
Seeker.
It's not like I can't be one.
Orochimaru picked up the kunai he had pulled out and wrote another line of small characters under the Quidditch board.
"The Seeker, Harry and Slack, the best place to talk —"
Orochimaru paused, recalling the tournament process he had discussed with Malfoy.
The entire Quidditch tournament is a single round-robin tournament, where each house plays against the other once, and the final ranking is based on the total points, with the house having the highest total points being the winner.
The start time is from November to April of the following year.
This year's Slytherin match schedule is as follows: first against Gryffindor, then against Ravenclaw, and finally against Hufflepuff.
The match against Gryffindor is next week.
Currently, Slytherin's Seeker is Malfoy, while Gryffindor's Seeker is yet to be determined, and for now, it is Ron Weasley.
In other words, if he couldn't make it into the Quidditch team soon, he would have to wait until the Quidditch match next year to talk to Harry at Hogwarts.
Of course, this was just a joke.
It's always good to liven things up, isn't it?
Orochimaru glanced back at the empty space behind him, took the kunai off the wall, and tucked it into his sleeve.
When he left the Room of Requirement and returned to his Slytherin bedroom, he saw a Draco Malfoy who looked utterly terrified.
This young master, who was still quite naive, had recently sworn allegiance to Orochimaru with a heart full of passion, but tonight's experience was still too frightening for him.
Orochimaru————
Upon seeing Orochimaru, Malfoy couldn't wait to reveal all his discoveries from that night.
From the moment he met Professor Quirrell in the Forbidden Forest, to the moment Professor Quirrell was discovered to be an imposter, to his frantic escape, he happened to run into Hagrid.
"I almost thought I was going to die in the Forbidden Forest tonight."
Malfoy concluded, a look of curiosity immediately appearing on his face.
"I wonder how Potter is doing."
Although he was jealous of Potter's past friendship with Orochimaru, it didn't mean he wanted Potter to die in the Forbidden Forest.
He hasn't gone to that level of madness.
Orochimaru was not surprised by Malfoy's thoughts; the boy wasn't inherently bad.
Or rather, the children of this wizarding world are completely different from the ninja world he used to live in.
Despite the war, they had not witnessed too much death and betrayal, and retained the kindness and innocence of children.
There were no people like them in their past lives, because the wars and hatred in the ninja world are endless.
Orochimaru thought with relief and gently comforted Malfoy.
What he said was well-founded.
"As far as I know, Harry was able to defeat Voldemort probably because of some kind of protective magic."
This is what Voldemort said himself; there's no mistake about it.
"Guardian magic? What kind of magic—can defeat the Dark Lord?" Malfoy's eyes widened in surprise.
"Could it be maternal love?" Orochimaru guessed. "In any case, it's definitely a powerful protective spell, and it's been working so far."
This is why, even though he took Harry away from the Dursleys, he was still sent back and stayed there until the start of the school year.
Everything was connected.
Orochimaru thought to himself with delight, feeling pleased with his discovery.
"maternal love----"
Malfoy murmured something, but the image of his mother flashed into his mind.
He wasn't sure if his mother would stand in front of the Dark Lord if he came to kill him.
Maybe so, because she really loves herself.
Malfoy was persuaded by Orochimaru's words, and his dislike for Potter once again took over.
"Then I can only hope that Porter will suffer a bit. I recently heard that Gryffindor is going to hold a new selection for the Seeker."
As Malfoy spoke, a hint of contempt crept onto his face.
"Even if you put someone like Ron Weasley as the Seeker, he still won't find the Golden Snitch by the end of the semester."
I agree.
Orochimaru responded with a smile.
"I'm different, Lord Orochimaru." Malfoy looked smug. "I'm a natural Seeker. I asked Marcus later, and he said I'm one of the best among the rookies."
Orochimaru nodded and smiled, which made Malfoy even more excited.
He even looked forward to the scene of crushing the Gryffindor Quidditch team under Orochimaru's watchful eye.
"You'll be coming to watch my match, right? I'm sure I'll catch the Golden Snitch!"
Malfoy exclaimed excitedly, completely unaware that Slytherin's Seeker was actually someone else.
He was only selected because of a rookie competition that was held on short notice.
Orochimaru knew about this, but he also knew that what followed would be even more cruel.
So he remained silent for a moment until he caught Malfoy's attention, then slowly said, "I want to play Quidditch, Kimimaro."