"Let me try it...』."
Hermione walked all the way over with her cloak on, she said softly, because of Ron, their meeting time has actually been greatly reduced, and before Harry's position was on Ron's side, he didn't even think of Hermione will come to help him.
"Thank you." Harry said dully, the atmosphere was a little awkward, and he handed over his glasses.
"I'm just doing my part for my house and my friends." Hermione took the glasses, tapped Harry's with her wand, and said, "Waterproof and moistureproof!" "Okay!" she said, Return the glasses to Harry, "Water won't hinder your glasses anymore!" Wood looked like an angel beside him, wishing he could rush up to give her a hug immediately.
As for the Slytherin side, it is much quieter. The general physical fitness here is stronger than that of their opponents. Coupled with the various equipment someone bought for them, the impact of heavy rain on them is minimized.
"How, the opponent brought you the most ordinary equipment to draw with you, are you proud?" Malfoy glanced at the Slytherin players, even Marcus Flint, who was already in the seventh grade, was the captain. He couldn't help being silent in front of him, not daring to refute.
"But it's still not satisfactory." Then he nodded and said, "At least they didn't let them snatch the Snitch right now."
"Go ahead and continue to use your advantages. The longer the Gryffindor team drags us, the better for us." Malfoy said, waving his wand and summoning a dancing orange-red flame, In the dark environment, it flickers on and off, exuding soft light and temperature.
"Come and bake, everyone, I think that no matter how advanced the equipment is, it can't completely withstand all the rain." Malfoy said while manipulating the flame, circling it around all the team members, drying the Where the rain was wet but the protective gear did not protect, the team members felt that their bodies had returned to the warm state, which was great.
"De..." Pansy wanted to ask other questions, such as tactics, but was distracted by Malfoy's reminder.
"Mrs. Hooch's whistle is starting to blow, hurry up." He reminded.
All the players returned to the sky above the court with the whistle.
Looking at the afterimages on the court, Malfoy was a little dazed. He actually had no interest in these activities at all. Even if Pansy sometimes asked him to help the team, he usually just thought about it. He didn't have much interest, but this year was different. Whether it was this match or the future Quidditch Cup, he had reasons why Slytherin had to win.
"There is a dangerous person here." While thinking, Malfoy glanced across the audience stage, the students waved flags and cheered for the team they supported, even though the sound of wind and rain blocked their cheering, they still shouted hoarsely .
By the way, there is also a girl with a hat shaped like a lion's head, cheering for the academy that she is not in. The hat makes realistic roars from time to time, forming a vacuum around her. Not willing to stand with her.
Malfoy's gaze didn't linger in the first few rows, but went directly to the last row, where a huge black dog covered in shaggy hair was staying there, with its paws resting on the chair in the front row, its head raised and concentrated on the game.
"It's really touching." The corner of Malfoy's mouth curled up in a strange arc, he didn't know if it was emotion or some other emotion, "In terms of blood relationship, it seems that you are still my elder, I'm sorry, next time Maybe I'll be a little disrespectful when we see you next time." Today was not the day to take some of his plans with Blake, because he had more important things to do.
At this moment, exclamations came from the audience. Malfoy's black dog suddenly stood up, its eyes staring straight at the sky, full of eagerness, it's hard to imagine a black dog The eyes of the black dog could be filled with so many emotions, and then the black dog immediately returned to its original state, and then jumped off the seat, and rushed in the other direction unwillingly. At least as a dog, its behavior was not good. It can be too abnormal, he can't let people notice him, Lupine knows his Animagus, now he can only suppress his worry about Harry, leave temporarily, he can only hope now For Dumbledore, the venerable headmaster would not let Harry get hurt.
"Did you finally do it? Dementors?" Malfoy sneered. Today may be the last time that all dementors will appear in front of humans in public.
on the field.
Harry's numb hands slipped on the broomstick, and his nimbus 2000 fell a few feet. He had just seen that big dog in the audience, a big dog that symbolized ominousness and death. The tassels flicked away from the eyes, and squinted to the stage again. The dog is gone.
He didn't have time to worry about the dog any more, because a flash of golden blotch had all his attention. "Golden Snitch!" His heart beat violently. He controlled the broom and chased after that touch of gold.
However, something strange happened. There was a timid silence stepped around the runway; the wind, though still as strong as ever, forgot to roar, as if someone had turned it off, as if Harry had suddenly gone deaf—what happened? Then the familiar, terribly cold snap hit him again, inside him, and just as he felt something move on the field below... Harry averted his eyes from the Snitch before he could think. down
There were at least a hundred dementors standing below, their hooded faces turned towards him. It was as if frozen water rose from his chest, cutting through his guts. Then he heard the voice again.. someone moaning, inside his head.. a woman.. "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, take me, kill me-"
harry's head is numb, white fog.. what is he doing? why is he flying? he has to help her.. she's dying.. she's being murdered.. he's falling down there in the cold Falling in the mist. "Don't touch Harry! Please don't move.. Mercy.. Mercy.."
A shrill voice was laughing, the woman was screaming, and Harry knew nothing. "Luckily the ground is so soft." "I thought he was going to die." "But he didn't even break his glasses." Harry heard the men whispering, but couldn't understand what they were saying. He didn't know where he was, or how he got here, or what he was doing before he got here. All he knew was that he was in pain all over, as if he had been beaten. "This is the scariest thing I've ever seen in my life." Scariest.. Scariest thing.. Black shadow in a hood.. Cold.. Screams.. (To be continued.) Announcement: This site Recommend a free novel app, say goodbye to all ads. Please follow the WeChat public account to download and install appxsyd (press and hold for three seconds to copy)