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As Harry walked through the hallways, he could feel the eyes on him, the whispers growing louder. Approaching a group of Ravenclaw students, he was greeted with congratulatory remarks. "Incredible catch, Potter! That flip was something else!" exclaimed one student, his eyes wide with admiration.
A Hufflepuff student, her expression a mix of surprise and respect, added, "You've certainly shaken up Quidditch at Hogwarts, Potter. Well done!"
However, the reception from the Gryffindor students was less enthusiastic. As Harry passed a group of them, he could sense their sullen and slightly envious demeanor. "Show-off," muttered one, his voice tinged with resentment.
Another Gryffindor, trying to maintain a semblance of sportsmanship, offered a reluctant compliment, "Good game, Potter. But wait till the next match."
Harry, unfazed by the mixed reactions, continued his walk to the Slytherin Common Room. Upon entering, he was greeted with thunderous cheers and applause. The room was decorated with green and silver banners, and a party was in full swing, clearly waiting for his arrival.
Marcus Flint, the team captain, clapped Harry on the back, a broad grin on his face. "You've outdone yourself, Potter. Slytherin hasn't seen a Seeker like you in decades!"
Pansy Parkinson approached, her earlier snarkiness replaced with a hint of admiration. "I must admit, Potter, you've got style. That entrance was something else."
Daphne and Tracey, beaming with pride, joined Harry, each taking a place by his side. "We knew you'd be brilliant, but this was beyond anything we imagined," Daphne said, her usual composure giving way to genuine excitement.
Tracey, her eyes sparkling, added, "You've set the bar high, Potter. Can't wait to see what you do next!"
As the celebration continued, Harry found himself surrounded by his housemates, their faces alight with pride and admiration. The air was filled with laughter, music, and the clinking of glasses as they toasted to Slytherin's victory.
Nigel's voice offered a note of caution amid the festivities. "Enjoy the moment, Master Harry, but remember, the higher you rise, the harder you may fall. Keep your allies close, but your wits closer."
Harry raised his glass, acknowledging Nigel's advice. "To victory and the cunning it takes to achieve it," he announced, and the room erupted in cheers.
When Harry was summoned by Selena, he approached the brass snake door knocker with a sense of anticipation. Knocking on it, he entered the room and found Selena seated behind her desk, her expression one of subtle approval. "Great performance, Potter," she remarked.
Harry, with a hint of sarcasm in his voice, replied, "Thanks. Won't you join the celebrations?"
Selena shook her head slightly. "I didn't believe you when you promised to catch the Snitch every game, but you've certainly made a believer out of me."
Harry chuckled, "Glad to see my actions hold more weight than my words."
Ignoring his jab, Selena continued, "I still talked to Marcus, though. Consider that a win on your part."
Harry nodded, acknowledging her intervention. Selena's demeanor then became more serious. "The room takes fame into consideration, but don't focus solely on that. I wasn't particularly known outside of Slytherin, as I kept to myself. So, if you really want my seat, you'll have to do more than catching a few Snitches. I'm telling you this because I respect your cunning. Unlike those blinded by false ideologies, I appreciate your views more and hope you can succeed me. In my term for the last three years, I've tried to maintain a neutral image for Slytherin, but it hasn't been easy. I know once I'm gone, it might revert back. Do well, Potter, and see your plans through."
Harry pondered Selena's words, recognizing the significance of her insights. "Thank you," he said sincerely, valuing the genuine advice she provided about the enigmatic room and the title of Serpent of the Crown. This was his first real understanding of the mysterious selection process. After bidding Selena farewell, he rejoined his housemates in the common room, where the celebration gradually wound down.
The next morning, Harry entered the Great Hall, which was still buzzing with excitement from the previous day's Quidditch match. As he sat down for breakfast, The Daily Prophet descended from above. The front page headline read "The Quidditch Prodigy," featuring a captivating image of Harry holding the golden snitch, standing on his custom broom. His eyes scanned the article:
"Yesterday, Hogwarts witnessed a historic Quidditch match, thanks to the remarkable performance of Slytherin's new Seeker, Harry Potter. In an unprecedented feat, Potter caught the Golden Snitch in a record-breaking three seconds, securing a resounding victory for Slytherin over Gryffindor.
Potter's entrance onto the pitch was nothing short of theatrical. He revealed himself as the Seeker at the last moment, standing atop a custom-made Nimbus 2000, which has since become the talk of the wizarding world. The broom, a masterpiece of craftsmanship, was as much a spectacle as Potter's skill in the game.
The match, sponsored by Nimbus Racing Broom Company, marked the first time Hogwarts Quidditch games were opened to an external audience. This new initiative brought together spectators from various parts of the wizarding community, including prominent figures, press, and Quidditch enthusiasts.
Potter's performance has sparked widespread interest, with many considering him a prodigy in the sport. His unconventional and skillful capture of the Snitch has set a new standard in the game of Quidditch. Slytherin House, known for its cunning and ambition, has found a true embodiment of these traits in Harry Potter.
The young wizard's future in Quidditch seems promising, and many are eager to see what he brings to the field in upcoming matches. With such talent and flair, Potter is not just a player to watch; he is reshaping the game itself."
As Harry folded the paper, setting it aside, Nigel's voice rang in his mind, "Well, Master Harry, it seems you've become quite the celebrity. Your face on the cover of The Daily Prophet – quite an achievement for a first-year."
Harry replied mentally, "It's all part of the plan, Nigel. But I must admit, it's a bit more attention than I expected."
Nigel quipped, "Be careful what you wish for, Master Harry. You might just become Hogwarts' next heartthrob at this rate."
Harry chuckled inwardly, not entirely disagreeing with Nigel's remark. He was aware that this newfound fame would bring both opportunities and challenges. As he sipped his morning tea, his thoughts were interrupted by Daphne and Tracey, who slid into the seats beside him.
"Did you see the paper, Potter?" Tracey asked excitedly, her eyes sparkling. "You're a sensation!"
Daphne, with a more composed demeanor, added, "It's impressive, Potter. But remember, with great fame comes a great fanbase."
The next few weeks at Hogwarts settled into a familiar routine, punctuated by the rhythms of academic life and Quidditch matches. Harry, undeterred by the newfound fame that followed his remarkable performance in the first game, continued to excel in his studies. In every class, he demonstrated a level of mastery that was rare for a first-year, yet he wore his achievements lightly, without a hint of arrogance.
His demeanor in the classrooms was one of quiet confidence, always willing to lend a hand to those who sought his help. Daphne and Tracey, who often studied with him, appreciated his assistance, as did others who were brave enough to approach the new celebrity in Slytherin.
When not in the classroom or with his friends, Harry devoted himself to mastering Omnitongue Magic Casting. He had grown comfortable with casting spells in Parseltongue and had now turned his attention to the Unicorn language. This new challenge intrigued him, the melodious and pure essence of the language offering a stark contrast to the sibilant hisses of Parseltongue.
Physical training was another area where Harry didn't slacken. He worked out every day, ensuring his body kept pace with his rapidly developing magical abilities. His regimen was grueling, but he knew the importance of physical strength and agility, especially for a Quidditch player of his caliber.
In the following Quidditch matches, Harry executed his strategy perfectly, securing the Snitch only after the games were played for some time. Against Ravenclaw, he made his move when Slytherin was on the brink of defeat, due to the new fair-play rules Selena had implemented, which impacted Slytherin's performance negatively. He waited until Slytherin trailed by 50 points before capturing the Snitch, always vigilant in case Cho Chang spotted it first, but took advantage of her unawareness to prolong the game.
In the match against Hufflepuff, Harry engaged in a spirited chase with Cedric Diggory, making it a thrilling match. He maintained control throughout, before Harry finally snagged it at the height of the excitement.
However, during the Ravenclaw match, Harry sensed an external magical force attempting to interfere with his broomstick. Narrowing down the source, he observed Snape and Quirrell casting spells. While his initial suspicion might have fallen on Snape, Harry's better judgment led him to conclude that Quirrell was the true culprit behind the attempt to unseat him from his broom.
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