Chapter 331: Different Paths to the Same Destination

The Quidditch match was held as scheduled.

The next afternoon, Jia Siting sat in the stands, with Justin beside him. And Hermione, Luo En, and Neville were outside the locker room wishing Harry good luck.

Harry knew that they were actually secretly worried that they would never see him alive again.

He looked toward the stands, and although his vision was blocked, he seemed to be able to see Jia Siting overlooking everything.

Jia Siting's magic level had long reached a level they couldn't imagine, and everyone subconsciously felt it was enough to deal with adult wizards.

Only by thinking this way could Harry get some comfort.

Harry put on his Quidditch robes, picked up his Nimbus 2000, and didn't listen to Wood's words of encouragement at all.

At the same time, Luo En, Neville, and Hermione separated in the stands. They looked heavy and worried, and they all brought their wands to the field.

When discussing, everyone didn't feel anything too terrible, but now that they were separated and had to deal with an area each, fear surged up instantly.

What if that spellcaster is a lunatic? What if he uses terrible curses on them regardless?

Everyone in the Hope Cabin had been secretly practicing Finite.

Their goal was to stop the unknown enemy from casting spells and find him, so a Finite with strong defensive properties became their first choice.

"Remember, don't forget, it's Finite."

Hermione whispered when Luo En tucked his wand into his sleeve.

"I know,"

Luo En rarely agreed with Hermione's point of view. At this time, he was already trembling with nervousness.

"Stop nagging."

In the locker room, Wood pulled Harry aside.

"Not trying to put pressure on you, Potter, but we need to catch the Snitch as soon as possible today more than ever. We have to make a quick decision so Snape doesn't have time to show excessive favoritism to Hufflepuff."

"All the students in the school are out!"

Fred Weasley peeked outside the door and said,

"Even—my God—Dumbledore has come to watch the game too!"

Harry's heart churned violently.

It wasn't just him who was churning, but also everyone in the stands.

"Thank goodness—move aside, excuse me—"

Luo En ran around in the stands, his eyes always on Jia Siting—there were still some empty seats here.

"Dumbledore is here—"

"It's Headmaster Dumbledore—"

He and Hermione arrived together, and what they said was the same.

Hermione didn't let Luo En speak, and said herself:

"That guy definitely wouldn't dare to expose himself. It seems the 'First Round Table Plan' is going to be shelved."

Her face was left with excitement, fear, anticipation, and relief, finally turning into a complex sigh,

"I don't know when he will take action next time..."

Hearing this, the excited Luo En also fell silent.

"Anyway, we will be prepared waiting for him, right?"

Justin said with a smile.

Everyone looked at him, then at Jia Siting, who was calmly enjoying pudding, and suddenly stabilized their mentality and nodded hard.

After the crisis dissipated, everyone settled down to watch the Quidditch match.

"The game has started! The biggest excitement of this game is still the Gryffindor Seeker, Harry Potter! He represents Gryffindor in the battle. Now Gryffindor has the ball, Gryffindor's Angelina Johnson is ready to shoot!

Hufflepuff blocked it, now it's Harry Potter—wait, what did he do?!

The game is over! Harry Potter! He caught the Golden Snitch! It only took... five minutes!"

The stands were boiling; this would be a new record. No one remembered in which game the Snitch was caught so quickly.

"Did you see that?! Hermione, Neville! My God! We won!"

Luo En shouted excitedly at everyone.

Jia Siting watched the young wizards cheering and jumping, but understood that although the Quidditch match was boring, it was attached with many things.

Expectations for friends, desire for collective honor, pursuit of the game itself and competitive spirit... at least it gave the young wizards one more profound memory.

But its attraction to Jia Siting was still too little. After the game ended, Jia Siting came to the Transfiguration office.

Hagrid asked him to go to the Forbidden Forest today to introduce him to a "special magical creature."

Jia Siting had been looking forward to this for a while. He wondered if the Norwegian Ridgeback had arrived early?

Or did some reasonable deviation appear in the time node in his memory?

After all, in his memory, the original work didn't clearly state the arrival time of the Norwegian Ridgeback, and Jia Siting only estimated the time period based on major events.

In the Transfiguration office, Professor Marcus Marcus Maige was writing something as usual.

She occasionally glanced at Jia Siting's Transfiguration practice, and then corrected some small mistakes for him.

Time passed in the rustling sound of snow falling on the window.

Jia Siting waved his wand at the fireplace, and the flames clearly presented a large lizard head, looking ferocious and a bit funny.

But actually, Jia Siting wanted to transform into a dragon...

His Transfiguration from "object" to "magic," benefiting from the blessing of special talents, had been progressing rapidly.

Thanks to his imitation of the magical form of the magical creature itself, he easily walked the path of a young wizard for seven years.

Salamanders, fire crabs, snowmen, water-shaped basilisks... were all magical forms that Jia Siting could freely command.

But once detached from the magical circuit that comes with the magical creature itself, it is very difficult to create one out of thin air.

For example, the transformation of the fireplace, Jia Siting could only command a small piece; for example, the wizard chess pieces transformed, Jia Siting could only manipulate a few small ones.

This shows how powerful Professor Dumbledore's casual command of statues and Professor Marcus Marcus Maige's stone soldiers are.

Jia Siting guessed that they might even exceed the 【Master】 in this field.

Then above the master... what is it?

"Goodbye, Marcus Marcus Maige... Professor."

Jia Siting said goodbye politely and left the Transfiguration office.

Professor Marcus Marcus Maige watched his small figure disappear at the door, then took a sip of hot tea.

This was sent by Marcus... he hadn't sent anything for a long time.

On the way to the Forbidden Forest, Jia Siting imagined all the way that dragons could not only help him make dragon cookies, but also help him study the Transfiguration from "fire" to "dragon."

In Fiendfyre, fire can begin to transform, turning into a large group of beasts made of fire: salamanders, chimeras, and dragons...

Jia Siting inexplicably felt that this was somewhat similar to the development process of his Transfiguration. He wouldn't... have researched Fiendfyre himself, would he?

He opened the panel:

【Wizard Jia Siting, Dark Arts Talent: Gold】

【Evaluation: You are a rare genius in the history of the Dark Arts field. Dark Arts will actively embrace you. You are a natural King of Dark Arts】

Dark Arts, Jia Siting thought, let's not embrace it... ===== CHAPTER 332 =====