12dz Chapter 223 The Dementor's Nightmare
Chapter 223 The Dementor's Nightmare
Chapter 223 The Dementor's Nightmare
The November rains are more dreadful than any other season, and this is the last rainy season before the snow falls.
A whistling storm hovered over Hogwarts, thick clouds almost covered all the sun, and an ominous force of destruction was brewing in the thunderstorm clouds jumping with thunder and lightning.
The lawn of Hogwarts has been completely soaked by the heavy rain, and it has turned into mud. The grass is dark and dark, not at all soft as it was when the sun was shining brightly a few days ago.
But no matter how violent the thunderstorm is, it will not affect today's game. The Quidditch game is not a simple confrontation between people, and the influence of the venue is also an important part of the game.
"This must be a tough fight!"
Wood looked up at the pouring rain outside the door, and then said solemnly, the weather couldn't be worse, not to mention they don't have that BUG-level hitter now, Wood can understand Ron's thoughts After all, with him, there is actually no difference between the presence or absence of the other 13 players on the field, especially his goalkeeper, who has been guarding empty goals for two years.
"This year is my last year at Hogwarts. Although we have won the Quidditch championship trophy twice in a row, this year, I think the weight of the trophy is heavier than previous years."
"Because we are finally not a dispensable addition?" Fred said to Wood teasingly.
"Although it is a bit frustrating to say this, but what can I do?"
Wood shrugged. He had no objection to this, "Humans need to be self-aware, and people cannot be generalized."
"Don't mention Ron, I feel that I gave up joining the England team because of him, but after graduating this year, I plan to follow Charlie as his assistant, and I will take the official dragon trainer qualification certificate in a few years."
"Wow~ this is amazing, Wood."
The twins moved to his side winkingly, "When you meet a fire dragon, remember to fight the enemy with your butt. It's better to burn your butt than to be bald by the dragon's breath."
Wood, whose face darkened immediately, touched his thick hair, and kicked and kicked the twins away from him: "Go away, if I get bald thanks to you, I will come back as soon as possible and give you a massage." Damn, grow all the hair I lost on you."
"The bald man and the hairy monster?"
"Angelina, why did you fail to learn?"
Wood turned his head angrily, but only saw a group of people laughing crookedly.
"Okay, that's the end of the joke. Slytherin protested that they have to meet Gryffindor in the first game every year, so the rules have been changed this year. The first game is no longer a fixed format. Ryffindor versus Slytherin, Ravenclaw versus Hufflepuff."
"Although we have Firebolts!"
Wood clenched the broom in his hand, "But we have seen Hufflepuff's tenacity before."
Wood's words brought their thoughts back to the time when Ron was still abusing food on the court. The Hufflepuff team resisted Ron's attack with flesh and blood, 150:150. This score appeared when Ron played. The game was nothing short of a miracle.
"I won't let Seid catch the Snitch this time!"
Harry gritted his teeth, he lost to Seid once, absolutely not this time!
"Of course Harry! You are one of the best Seekers I have ever seen, maybe the future England team will need you to join."
Wood gave Harry a firm hug, which made Harry roll his eyes straight away. Wood's body was twice as strong as Harry's and nearly a foot taller. Harry's stature was not outstanding among his peers. Not eating well has a great impact, and now that the food is abundant, it is not so fast to make up for it.
"Okay! Let's go!"
Wood waved off the cloak of the bright red team uniform. He held the brand new Firebolt and opened the curtain of the locker room. The howling storm instantly blew away all the warm air in the locker room.
The wet and cold rain was carried by the whistling and smashed on them.
But even though thunder was shining in the sky, the shouts in the auditorium were not blurred at all. The cheers of mountains and tsunami were sent to the two teams that walked out of the locker room and stood in the muddy storm.
"Ladies and gentlemen! I'm your new friend, Ron Weasley!"
"Lee Jordan unfortunately ate the poison sac when grilling the marsupial spider he had raised for more than two years last night, and he suffered from diarrhea in the school hospital, so I temporarily took over his position as the commentator."
"Today is a bad day, the storm is quite violent! But this will not hinder our game in the slightest, and the fight will be more intense than ever before!"
"The Hufflepuff team took the lead! Cedric Diggory officially became the captain of the team this year. He was also the first student at Hogwarts to complete the physical Patronus. For this, he won a The highest competition-level broom—the Firebolt!"
"The storm will not hinder his flight, and the thunder can only follow behind him."
Hearing Ron's introduction, Seid, who was drenched in the rain below, shook his head dumbfounded, but the cheers like a mountain and tsunami still gave him a shot in the arm. The outcome of this competition is actually very simple. He just needs to shoot the Snitch before Harry.
As for scoring goals
Among other things, Wood, the beast, wants to score goals after he has the Firebolt?That is as difficult as climbing to the sky.
Hufflepuff's most powerful ability is not scoring goals, but defending, especially after being beaten by Ron, the little badgers seem to have awakened something extraordinary, and they are beaten. Bah, it is a magical talent for defensive awakening , but this year we won't meet the Big Devil, but the lineup designated for Ron is still very useful.
And when the Gryffindor team entered the arena, a lion's roar sounded from the Gryffindor stands, and a golden lion turned into a golden lion roared to the sky. This huge and majestic sound penetrated the rain curtain, and immediately Let the atmosphere explode.
"As you can see, this year's Gryffindor team has undergone tremendous changes, mainly because I am gone, and the handsomeness has suddenly lost several points."
There was a burst of boos and boos, and it was given to this thick-skinned and unscrupulous commentator.
"Although this year's Gryffindor team is without me, they are still very bright!"
"New Chaser Ginny has already gained recognition last year and twins Fred and George will be teaming up again and lo and behold! They've got seven thanks to the sponsorship of an unnamed Mr Harry Potter. Bring the Firebolt!"
Because it was a new broom that had just been delivered not long ago, Wood easily blocked the matter. And Ravenclaw exploded in an instant.
"Will this match be a massacre? Will the Firebolts be able to tear a hole for them in this bad weather? Hufflepuff's specially customized defensive tactics for me are quite tough iron tortoise shells, Greg Come on, Lanffindor."
"Players from both sides have already entered the field! The game is now in the hands of Mrs. Huo Qi, please pay attention to the whistle."
Wood, who held his head high, and Seid, who did not show any weakness, squeezed each other's hands fiercely. Both men and horses pulled their feet from the muddy grass, and then turned over and straddled the broom.
Mrs. Hooch bit the silver whistle and blew vigorously. The Quaffle and Bludger popped out of the box instantly. Amidst the roar of thunder, today's Quidditch match officially started.
"Gryffindor has the ball! Now Angelina has the ball, classic triangle assault lineup, but Hufflepuff is back on defense!"
"They didn't mean to snatch the Quaffle ball at all, they came to the goal and assembled at the beginning of the game! This is a formation that has never been seen before!"
"I would like to call it the steel turtle defensive formation that stands in the storm nine times a night, and blocks the ball unyieldingly!"
"Which wicked thing designed it, Angelina is already stupid in front of the goal and doesn't know how to throw the ball, this is more than cheating!"
"This steel tortoise can actually transform! Fred and George's Bludgers have been intercepted! They are counterattacking!"
"The storm blocked the view too much! Angelina didn't see the Bludger approaching her! The ball was stolen!"
"Hufflepuff changes again, but why is it still a turtle?"
"They actually resisted the impact of the Bludger with their bodies! They were unscathed! The super-strong tortoise formation they formed was heading towards Gryffindor's goal at a constant speed!"
"Limb collision is an obvious foul! But in this situation, if there are no warriors who sacrifice their lives and crash into it, it is absolutely impossible to break this lineup!"
"The Iron Turtle has withstood three Bludger hits! They haven't lost a single person! Fred and George didn't you two have any milk this morning?"
"Hufflepuff approached Gryffindor's goal, and Wood was knocked away! The turtle formation dispersed in an instant!"
"Four back on defense in an instant! The Hufflepuff Chaser made a suicide charge with the Quaffle! You read that right! He was defending against two batters and three Chasers The barrier forcibly opened a bloody path!"
"I feel like he's going to faint! His body is twitching! But his eyes are still open!"
"Wood is back in front of the goal! Can Wood stop him! Can he! He has hit two Bludger attacks! This may be his first and last throw of this game!"
The sound of the wind and rain seemed to have quieted down at this moment, and Wood, who was standing in front of the goal, looked at the Chaser who was still leaning forward and charging while biting his lip.
"This is the game." Wood murmured.
"Hufflepuff pitched!"
"A brilliant tackle!"
"Wood is worthy of being the number one goalkeeper at Hogwarts. Even this sacrificing blow failed to break through his defense line. What a wonderful sea fishing! He actually dared to leave the broom in this kind of storm, He predicted the other party's prediction, and the success will."
"Hufflepuff's Chaser goes down, Mrs Hooch blows the whistle and comes on!"
"It's only the 3rd minute of the game! Gryffindor is in big trouble! Assassins have met the Iron Turtle, they are helpless!"
A long tug-of-war began. After losing the first Chaser, the Hufflepuff team completely launched a defense like a steel turtle. There is no way for the defensive iron barrel lineup.
Every Hufflepuff player had been hit by at least two or three blunt balls, and yet they held their ground like rocks in a storm.
But the score is still slowly opening up. Although it has the advantage of the defensive side, the strong wind accompanied by the torrential rain is enough to make the stands shake slightly. Swinging, the Gryffindor Chasers headed by Angelina are Hogwarts' combination that is best at breaking defenses.
"220:0, Gryffindor scored another goal! Although they have taken the lead, they have already been exhausted by the storm!"
"The three girls are already on the verge of collapse, but the Hufflepuff players who eat six meals a day and are as strong as cows seem to have a lot of energy left! People are like iron rice and steel! Six meals a day is strong! Find a boyfriend They're absolutely right, trust me!"
"Hufflepuff is starting to counterattack! Their Iron Turtle lineup is scattered! Batters are on both sides, this is a rare Chargaard Hawkwing strangle formation! It used to appear in the Quidditch World Cup 30 years ago. However, the match that lasted for three days and three nights was led by the captain of Chargad who possessed the physical strength of monsters to complete the fight against the trend!"
"Harry hasn't been able to find the Snitch yet? If the match is not terminated quickly, Hufflepuff is very likely to catch up with the score. Their physical strength advantage has a strong backhand advantage in this harsh and stormy arena! "
"The Firebolt also needs someone to control it! Physical strength is the shortcoming of the Gryffindor team! Fred and George, who have kidney deficiency, are so tired that they are on their hips. If you are looking for a boyfriend, don't look for them like this, it won't work."
"Hufflepuff got it back!"
"220:10!"
A wave of yellow waves was rising and falling, and a burst of enthusiastic cheers erupted from the stands where the little badgers were. Even though they were shivering a little from the cold, they burst out with incomparable enthusiasm at this time!
"It seems that Harry's glasses are making it difficult for him to see the Snitch. Damn it, the Gryffindor team should have found out sooner! I suggested Harry to have it corrected, but he seems to have forgotten."
"230:10!"
"Gryffindor scored again. Without the interference of the Turtles, Hufflepuff's goalkeeper couldn't stop the Gryffindor team's attack at all."
"230: 20!"
"The little badgers are working hard!"
The little badgers who successfully dragged the game to the second half of the exhaustion period showed their claws in a murderous manner. This long-lasting and resistant lineup is especially effective in stormy weather. Restrained to death.
"Harry moved! Seid moved too!"
"Harry seems to have found a way to restrain the bad effects of the storm! But Seid seems to have been staring at Harry! He reacted almost instantly!"
"I guess Seid should have discovered the Snitch ahead of time, after all, he has the inherent advantage of not needing to wear glasses in the storm field!"
"Both have Firebolts! Their skills are almost evenly matched!"
"It seems that the Golden Snitch has really been found!"
"I swear! Their speed at this time definitely exceeded [-] miles per hour! This is already the threshold for entering the national team campaign! What a genius flying talent, although it is far behind me."
"Sed has the lead! The storm is now his weapon against Harry! They rise against the thunderclouds!"
"Dive! I saw that dot too! They're swooping! They all saw it!"
"The heavy rain is no hindrance when it falls faster than the raindrops! They"
Ron's passionate explanation stopped.
"I fuck your uncle's Fudge!"
The cheering stands also went silent at this moment.
A gust of icy air that they were familiar with surrounded them, swarming them from all directions!
There are more than five hundred dementors stationed in various passages of Hogwarts. The Ministry of Magic dispatched about one-third of the dementors who were sleeping and idle on weekdays to station at Hogwarts. It’s just being hungry and full. Although Sirius’s teaching will need the help of dementors, the four who watch the gate will not tell other companions how wonderful it is to be used as teaching aids to be able to lick their stomachs. things.
The vast majority of dementors are almost starved. Although they can't die from starvation, without happiness as food will only prevent them from falling asleep from weakness, but the aroma of food erupting on the court today is too strong.
The cheers that even the storm could not stop diffused the wonderful atmosphere endlessly.
Although it was hurt at the beginning of school, the dementors, who had finished their gathering and ran away after taking a bite, and then threw a few unlucky children to blew their minds, rushed over from all directions after completing their gathering.
'Even with those two patron saints, can you guard against one side, can you guard against this kind of all-encompassing hunting? '
They thought happily that the happiness was close at hand, and the intoxicating fragrance had already filled their bodies.
"Call God for protection."
The magic loudspeaker magnified the voice that was not a cry by dozens or even hundreds of times. In the dazzling white light, the huge dragon's head poked out, and the dementors near Ron fled in an instant. They broke into the room of their companions. Ring of prey, mouth wide open to suck in the ubiquitous pleasure.
But it seems the dragon has awakened something.
One after another, light spots lit up on the stands, and most of the 20 Galleons gift package prepared by Sirius had already been sent out. Although the physical patron saint was only Seid who could complete it in more than two months, he could summon The silver mist defends against dementors, but half of the students can do it, and the rest can at least spew out some smoke, even the first-year little wizards are no exception.
Especially at this time, after they were shrouded in patches of warm white light one after another, they, who could not feel the cold, easily attracted their happy emotions and turned them into the source of power for the magic spell to light up.
On the stands surrounding the Quidditch pitch, a dense white halo sealed the stands firmly, and after several beams of white light converged, the spiraling beams of light seemed to prop up the dark clouds suppressed by the storm.
The dementors have never seen such an outrageous scene. The delicious food that was originally a sip and ran away instantly turned into a hard bone like a hedgehog, and the dementors who fell into confusion gradually began to doubt life. If it's not that they can't dream, this must be a nightmare that has never been seen before.
"Then don't run away this time."
The rumbling sound spread throughout the stadium. There were not many professors watching the game today. Dumbledore was not there, but the presence of Professor McGonagall, Professor Sprout, Sirius and Snape was enough.
After Seid pulled out his wand from his soaked jersey, six physical Patronuses leaped into the sky, pulling the dense white mist that was also transformed into happiness, leading the little wizards to fight against the dementors. The rage that disturbed their endgame turned into blades that shattered these dark wraiths.
The pure white dragon's breath like a waterfall gushes down from the sky. This time, Ron, who absolutely did not hold back his hand, burst out ferocious veins on his arm holding his wand high. It captured the area where the dementors were most dense, and then exploded into a blinding white light.
Dozens of dementors in the center of the explosion were instantly sublimated, and disappeared without a trace in the explosion of the white light. The remaining white light quickly merged with the white mist on the stands, and then outlined a shrinking cage.
A circle of white flames enveloped the Quidditch field. This thin film representing positive emotions such as happiness is the purifying fire of the howling of touch. The remaining five physical patron saints rushed left and right to kill, as if no one was there. realm.
The dementors, who instantly extinguished their hunting thoughts, crowded together. They continuously crushed those weaker companions beside them, and the black smoke burst out. A gap was opened under the attack, like a torrent of black smoke, the bullet dropped nearly half of the corpses of the same clan, and fled in all directions towards the darkness in the distance.
"Professor must have gone out to steal honey again. How old is he, why do he still love candy like a child?"
Ron muttered softly after watching the dementors come to help them escape, if there is the cooperation of Dumbledore's Patronus, this wave of dementors will have to stay here, and none of them can escape.
"Ha chi~"
Dumbledore, who was busy on an island where ordinary people couldn't find it, rubbed his crooked nose.
"That little bastard Ron must be talking bad about me."
He patted his butt and got up, wiped the honey from the corner of his mouth, "It's just this little every year, it's really not enough"
"Because I've already done it once." Nicole May quietly appeared behind him, showing a kind smile.
"Stinky boy is here to steal honey again! You old shameless little bastard!"
Nicol, who was beating Dumbledore with a stick of civilization, drove the thief who stole the honey to run all over the mountains and plains, while at the side, the Hungarian Horntail, who was just caught by Dumbledore and used as a stepping stone, let out a breath of despair. the heat.
"This year's snacks are gone again." The old dragon who had gotten used to it turned over, rolled a few hundred meters and then lay down on the spot and yawned, lazily not wanting to move.
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"competition is over!"
"The score was 230:170, Cedric caught the Snitch, but Gryffindor took the lead and Gryffindor won."
The dementors had been driven away, and the cheers of mountains and tsunami broke out from the stands again. He retracted his wand, and Seid, who was holding the golden snitch, plucked his broom and returned to Harry's side.
"What happened to you just now? I saw that you were in a trance. This is a terrible Harry when you dive."
Seid hugged the drenched Harry, then dragged him to the locker room.
"I always see that scene when I meet a dementor." Harry shook his head to shake off the water droplets on his head, and then took out his wand and tapped it on his body, and his wet clothes became wet. Dry up.
"It was my parents who protected me, and Voldemort."
Harry shivered. Having experienced dozens of hundreds of various deaths in the world of Dark Souls, he would not faint easily, but he was still in a trance.
The last cries of father and mother linger in my heart, and they are unforgettable and indelible memories.
"There won't be dementors and storms in the next match. I must have caught the Snitch. I won't lose Seid in the final!"
Harry quickly cheered up. Although such a small failure was regrettable, it was not an unacceptable thing.
"That's not why I caught the Snitch."
Seid put his arm around Harry's shoulders, then stretched out his other hand to show Harry the length of his arm.
"I'm taller than you, Harry. I'm tall and long-handed. When neither of us can surpass the other, I can catch the Snitch before you."
Seeing this mean smile, and seeing Ced who was almost a head taller than him, Harry, who was angry and didn't know how to refute, blushed.
"I'm your half brother, Harry, don't be discouraged, you can still grow taller, my dear brother, why are you still doing it?"
Seid grinned and twisted his buttocks to avoid Harry's angry beating.
"Sed, you bastard, wait for me! Wait for the fart behind me in the finals!"
Turning Gao's grief into strength, Harry grabbed Wood who had just walked into the locker room.
"I want special training, but Seid actually said that I am short-handed and short-handed."
"But isn't it true?" Wood subconsciously stabbed Harry a little puzzled, and then he reacted immediately, "Cedric bastard! Special training! That's right! Special training! I have prepared sixteen sets here Plan! I have to train you to death this semester! If you can crawl out of the court, I will lose!"
"You are all devils, right?"
Harry, who immediately began to regret, looked at Wood's tense face, and carefully wiped the sweat from his forehead.
"This is the last thing I, as the captain, can do for you this year."
The nagging Wood returned to the state of the captain of the old mother. He held Harry for a long time as if he had entrusted his will. He didn't let go of Harry who was stunned by Wood until Ginny and Angelina returned to the locker room. Saved from sixteen sets of special training programs.
Not long after that, Dumbledore, who was knocked out of his head by Nico, came to the Ministry of Magic. The calm-faced old man had a crystal blue coldness in his eyes.
It's time to get these disgusting bastards out of Hogwarts.
But maybe you can keep a few as teaching aids?
(End of this chapter)