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Saturday, Slytherin Common Room.

"It's just a little drizzle, don't worry!" The seventh-grade male prefect pressed Draco's shoulder and said, "You can do it. Believe in yourself, you can definitely do it!"

"Yes, but don't forget, you still have my help."

Alice pointed to the Nimbus 2001 in Draco's hand as she spoke.

On the position of the broom handle, a large thorn vine pattern engraved with mithril was added.

At first glance, it seems to be purely decorative, but in fact, one of the rattans is movable.

This is Alice's 'Direction Spell Tracker', which can continuously point to the Golden Snitch that will be used in the competition later.

"Victory will definitely belong to Slytherin! Come on!"

Alice encouraged again.

Just by looking at her smile from ear to ear, John knew that she must have charged Draco a lot of money.

But faced with the encouragement from her and the male prefects, Draco remained unmoved.

His eyes kept glancing towards John.

John sighed and gave him a thumbs up.

Finally, a smile appeared on Draco's face.

He nodded vigorously to John and then walked out of the common room.

John also went to the Quidditch field.

Today he needed to carefully observe whether Alice's 'Direction Spell Tracker' could be used as a tool to hunt down Sirius Black.

And when he actually walked out of the castle, he realized that the situation outside was not at all what the male prefect had called "a little drizzle".

It was a huge storm, with rumbling thunder and a curtain of rain covering almost the entire world.

But even in such weather, all the teachers and students of Hogwarts went out to the stadium to watch the game as usual.

They ran across the lawn to the Quidditch pitch, heads lowered against the wind, which blew their umbrellas out of their hands on the way.

John has no such worries.

His magic suitcase has the [All Protection Spell] solidified on it, and it was just modified last summer vacation.

Just input a little magic power, and a slightly hazy transparent cover will protect it, preventing wind and rain from intruding.

Under the envious eyes of all the students, John arrived at the Quidditch field.

He did not go with the Slytherins, but went to the Gryffindor stands.

The next moment, looking at the scene in the stands, he was stunned.

Because Michelle was holding a giant umbrella with a diameter of more than five meters.

There were also a large number of first-year students gathered under the umbrella, not only from Gryffindor, but also from other houses.

They are like baby birds in a bird's nest, raising their heads and chirping incessantly.

Of course, they were not begging for food, but were marveling at Michelle's uncanny strength - it was not easy to hold such an umbrella in a storm.

In response to the compliments, Michelle kept laughing.

Until she saw John.

"Yeah! John, come on!"

Michelle called, waving her arms.

John stepped forward quickly and realized that Hermione and Ron were also there.

It's just that they didn't get under the umbrella, but gave up their positions to the first-year students.

By this time they were soaked in water.

"Put the umbrella down, there's no need to go to such trouble."

As John spoke, he increased the magic power he put into the magic suitcase.

In an instant, the force field surrounding John spread out, covering Hermione, Michelle and all the freshmen.

"Wow--"

Another burst of exclamations came from the freshmen's mouths.

Ron's eyes were also full of envy, staring at the magic suitcase in John's hand and saying:

"That thing must be worth a lot of money! I may not be able to afford it in my life."

Hermione looked confused and hesitated to speak.

She really wanted to say that the box might be involved in illegal modification, but she knew better.

Given John's character, since he dares to use this box in front of so many people, it means that he is not afraid of others exploring the origin of his box.

Only Michelle thought nothing of it.

She smiled and squeezed in front of John, and immediately took out a large handful of various candies and snacks.

"John, come and eat!"

"No, Michelle, I came here after eating, and I'm very full now."

John waved his hand and refused.

He didn't lie.

He caught a Dementor last night and ate Dementor brand hot and sour noodles all night long. He was really not hungry now.

It is worth mentioning that John feels that the recent dementors are very strange.

They seem to be getting more violent.

Sometimes you can even see them forming small groups, constantly looking for them outside the school.

John had a hunch that it wasn't Black they were looking for, but him, the dementor hunter.

But what's the use?

With the physical patron saint around, as long as the number of dementors does not exceed a hundred, there is no threat to them at all.

Shaking his head, John began to concentrate on watching Draco's performance on the field.

The guy didn't start by flying high into the sky quickly like an ordinary Seeker to look for the Golden Snitch from a bird's eye view. Instead, he glanced at the broom handle and then flew directly towards his eleven o'clock direction.

This has obviously found the location of the Golden Snitch through the 'directional spell tracker'.

Because John looked along the direction Draco was heading, and happened to see that tiny touch of gold.

Harry obviously didn't notice this.

He still rose to a high altitude, and it was not until Draco's first attempt to capture the Golden Snitch failed that he realized something was wrong and began to chase Draco vigorously.

The two of them were constantly entangled in the air.

Coupled with the restrictions of the storm, this meant that even if Draco could accurately find the location of the Golden Snitch every time, he was unable to capture it.

As time went by, the competition became more and more intense.

And John smiled and nodded.

He has seen what he wanted to see.

The 'Direction Spell Tracker' is indeed very effective and can be used to hunt down Blake.

It's just that the usage conditions are a bit harsh, and you need to get something from Blake.

If possible, John would actually prefer to use the 'Marauder's Map'.

That thing is the real treasure.

It's a pity that he doesn't know who has that thing in his hands at this stage.

After thinking for a while, John decided to wait until he obtained the 'tracking object' before discussing the purchase cost of the 'Orientation Spell Tracker' with Alice.

"The Sword Comes"

This will also make it easier for him to bargain later. If he rushes over now, he will definitely be ripped off by Alice.

He had just finished thinking this way when he realized that the situation around him was a bit strange.

Heavy rain and strong winds were still raging on the field, but the cheers mixed with them quietly disappeared.

Everyone looked pale at this moment and stared blankly above the Gryffindor stands.

There, there are at least a hundred dementors floating there.

Many of these dementors have begun to suck up the positive emotions on the field.

And more dementors kept shaking their heads, as if they were looking for something.

It only took one glance for John to understand.

The dementors are here to find him.

Seek revenge from him, a hunter who has killed double digits of Dementors.

At this time, a dementor had already floated down.

As it approached, the faces of all the Gryffindors in the stands became increasingly pale and frightened.

But it did not attack these people, but always kept its sights on Michelle.

It's like Michelle's positive emotions are the best food.

It opened its mouthparts wide and moved towards Michelle, ready to start sucking.
Chapter completed!