"I have an idea, Harry! Give me your glasses, quick!"
Hermione came here wearing a cloak, and she was actually smiling.
Harry froze for a moment and handed her the glasses with a confused look on his face, and the entire team looked on in surprise.
Amid everyone's strange looks, Hermione tapped Harry's glasses with her wand.
"Waterproof and moisture-proof!"
"-Okay!" she said, returning the glasses to Harry, "the water won't hinder your glasses!"
Wood looked on excitedly, as if he wanted to kiss her.
"Great!" he shouted hoarsely after Hermione.
At this time, Hermione, who had successfully retired, had disappeared into the crowd.
"...Okay, everyone, do your best!" Wood turned around and shouted at the team members again, as if he was energized just because of Hermione's little action.
Hermione's spell worked.
Harry's hands and feet were still numb from the cold, and his body was still wet as never before, but at least he could see.
He made up his mind again, urged his broom through the turbulent airflow, and flew in all directions, carefully looking for the inconspicuous golden snitch.
In the process he dodged a Bludger that passed under Digory, who was flying in the opposite direction...
There was another burst of thunder, followed by a forked bolt of lightning, and the situation seemed to be getting more and more dangerous.
Harry felt that he had to catch the Golden Snitch as soon as possible - Maka scored another goal! Almost no one can stop him!
Harry turned around again, trying to get back to the center of the court.
But at this moment, another bolt of lightning illuminated the stands, and Harry inadvertently saw the most distracting thing.
It was the silhouette of a huge, shaggy black dog, clearly reflected in the sky, sitting on a row of empty seats at the top of the stands.
Ever since Harry saw the black dog before school started, the impression had been lingering in his mind. In the divination class, Professor Trelawney even called it ominous in horror, causing some students to try to stay away from him.
And now, damn it, he saw it again!
Harry's hands, already numb from the cold, slipped on the broomstick and he fell several feet. He brushed the wet hair away from his eyes and looked sideways at the stands.
But the dog was gone.
"Harry!" Wood's shout came from the Gryffindor goal, "Harry, behind you!"
Harry looked around in panic, only to find that Digory was continuing to plummet towards the court, a small golden patch flying through the rain-covered air, shining with a golden light that could not be ignored between them.
In panic, Harry slumped down on his broomstick and spun towards the golden snitch.
"Come on!" he yelled at his broom. The raindrops slapped his cheeks, but he didn't care at all. "Faster! Faster!"
However, something strange happened at the scene.
There was a timid silence in the terraced stands around the stadium - although the wind was still as strong as before, it seemed to have forgotten howling, as if someone had pressed a volume switch and turned off the sound of the wind.
Harry felt as if he had suddenly gone deaf.
What happened
Then a familiar and terrible cold wave hit him again, raging continuously inside his body. At this time, he just felt something moving on the court below.
Harry didn't have time to think too much, so he took his eyes away from the Golden Snitch and looked down.
That's a dementor! The number is outrageous!
There, there were at least a hundred Dementors standing below, their faces hidden under their hoods all facing him!
Suddenly, Harry felt as if ice-cold water was rising from his chest, cutting into his internal organs. Then he heard a familiar yet unfamiliar voice...
Someone was moaning, moaning inside his head... It was a woman... No, it seemed like there was something else.
"Don't touch Harry! Don't touch Harry, please don't touch Harry!"
"Go away, you stupid woman... Go away! Now!"
"Don't touch Harry, please don't - come at me, just kill me -"
Harry's mind was filled with numbness, as if his mind was filled with white fog - what was he doing? Why is he flying? He has to help her...she's dying! She's going to be murdered!
But Harry only felt that he was falling downwards, falling in the cold fog.
"Don't touch Harry! Please don't touch him... please... have mercy! have mercy-"
A sharp voice was laughing, and the woman was screaming... But at this moment, a sudden force supported his falling body!
"... Call upon the gods to protect you."
A calm voice sounded in Harry's ears, and he felt that his body was surrounded by a soft and warm breath. At the same time, there seemed to be a sound of cheers and exclamation coming from the distance.
"That's... the audience... it's the voice of the audience in the stands! Am I still playing? Yes, playing!"
Harry woke up suddenly. When he realized that he had his eyes closed tightly, he managed to open his eyelids that were as heavy as lead.
Suddenly, he immediately saw a giant eagle emitting silvery white mist!
The giant eagle's body was simply bigger than a human being, and its wings were spread flat. It was so big that it made him feel energetic.
The giant eagle soared rapidly in front, and the silver-white light mist surrounded and entangled its body... Suddenly, it folded its wings and swooped towards the dementors floating on the ground with a magnificent momentum. .
The light mist seemed to be stretched behind the giant eagle, dragging out a conspicuous silver-white light strip in the air, which seemed to have a reassuring beauty.
The silver-white giant eagle suddenly rushed into the place where the Dementors were gathered. With one impact, it knocked away nearly ten Dementors. For a moment, the scene seemed a little chaotic.
This giant eagle seems to be the natural enemy of the Dementors. It comes and goes naturally, as if it is not worried about the threat posed by those terrifying Dementors. Instead, the dementors scattered in all directions, and seemed to flee outside the stadium before the giant eagle could scratch and peck at them.
The giant eagle followed them closely for a while, and then inexplicably disappeared in mid-air.
It was only then that Harry put away his dumbfounded expression and looked around.
"...Maka?" he said in surprise.
The person next to him at the moment was Maka. He was holding Harry's waistband in one hand and holding the wand in the other. His whole body was hanging upside down on his Nimbus 2000, relying on his two legs. Hooked on the broom handle.
"Stop looking," Maka said with difficulty, frowning hard, "Do you still have the strength? If you do, climb on the broom! Hurry up, if you don't want to fall!"
Nimbus 2000 is slowly descending, but Maka doesn't seem to have much strength to control it anymore, so she has to rely on Harry now.
However…
"Oh, I'm sorry-" Harry felt that his hands and feet were weakening and he was completely out of control.
"Okay, okay!" Maka sighed, "Remember, you owe me once!"
Intentionally or unintentionally, he glanced at the corner under the viewing platform, and happened to see the figure of a black dog turning around and running quickly towards the Forbidden Forest.
On the viewing platform, the students, professors and even Dumbledore were all looking at him - he even saw the smile in Dumbledore's blue eyes.
"At least everything is going according to plan—"
Maka murmured in a low voice, then decisively loosened her legs, and fell down with Harry amidst the screams of all the teachers and students.
"Float into the sky!"
Under the influence of the floating spell, the falling speed immediately slowed down until they were close to the ground. Maka and Harry were almost like two leaves in the wind and rain, fluttering to the ground.
Fortunately, at the moment when Maka chose to free fall, the two of them were no longer that high from the ground, otherwise Maka would not have been sure that she would be able to land without injury.
"call-"
Maka lay with her head raised on the muddy turf, not even bothering to move despite the huge raindrops hitting her face and body.
"It's really hard work."
At his feet, Harry was face down in the mud, with his butt facing the sky. It was a completely different scene.
In order to prevent Harry from suffocating, Maka raised her legs with difficulty and kicked him on the butt, causing him to barely turn over and lie on his side on the lawn.
"Cough cough cough, huh..." Harry coughed a few times, and then took two sharp breaths, "Oh... thank you... I almost... ahem... I almost thought I was going to be suffocated by the mud." "
Maka had no time to talk to him, he was seizing the time to think about other things right now!
After a while, other students gathered around, and everyone took them to the school hospital in a hurry.
"Oh! Golden Snitch! Is the game over?" Harry seemed to suddenly become energetic, and he struggled to shout.
"What a flying thief, just lie down and don't move, don't cause trouble to others, otherwise I will let them throw you down and let you find the flying thief yourself." Maka said calmly.
"Uh, sorry..." Harry stopped immediately.
In fact, probably due to the influence of the dementors, Harry had long since lost strength. When he was put on the hospital bed in the school hospital, he quickly fell asleep.
On the contrary, Maka, who contributed the most, still kept her eyes open.
At first, many people talked around him, but then they were all kicked out by Madam Pomfrey, the head nurse.
"He needs a rest! They all need a rest! Get out of here—"
Maka turned her head and looked outside the closed window. The storm was still continuing violently, and it seemed that it had no intention of stopping at all.
"Then let's have a short sleep. We have to go to the Forbidden Forest at night..." Maka said and slowly closed her eyes.