"Look, I'm just saying this weather is not good for Harry," Ivey said, looking at Harry who was about to be kicked off the court.
"Avi!" Suddenly, a voice came from behind.
I turned around and saw that it was Mike. He had gotten an old-fashioned pilot's hat with goggles on it from somewhere.
"You won't be a traitor, will you?" he asked seriously
"You're crazy," Ivey replied angrily.
"Hmph! Although you have a good relationship with Harry and the others, you are a Hufflepuff."
"..." Ivy rolled his eyes speechlessly, this damn desire to win. "Don't worry, I hope Harry can lose."
"That's best" Mike left with satisfaction
"What's wrong?" Ivy muttered inexplicably.
"Haha - it seems that every game is very explosive," Betty chuckled.
"I'm talking as if whoever I support will win." He complained and turned his eyes back to the playing field.
On the court, the Golden Snitch has not yet appeared, and Gryffindor has an absolute advantage. The score has reached fifty to zero.
Because they are in the downwind direction, their offensive and defensive advantages are very obvious. With Hufflepuff in the headwind position, you will feel that no matter what they do, it will be awkward. The amplitude is always too large or too small.
This situation will improve after the exchange of venues. Whenever one side's score reaches a hundred first, the two sides will exchange venues.
An hour later, Wood called a timeout. This was expected by Ivy. If Harry's problem is not solved, there is no point in leading by more points. If it is less than 150 points, it cannot win. If it is more than 150 points, Hufflepuff will not catch it.
Snitch. If this continues, the game will be endless.
It can be said that although Gryffindor has the advantage on the scene, the initiative in the game lies with Hufflepuff.
The current situation is completely in line with the old saying: the Lion Court is far ahead and cannot hide its decline, and the Badger Court is closely behind, showing the king's demeanor.
"Can they think of a way?" Betty expressed deep doubts about the minds of this group of people.
"Hey, isn't Hermione going?" Ivey signaled. In the stands opposite, Hermione was hurriedly rushing to the players' lounge. "Besides, it doesn't matter even if they can't figure it out. Just lose~"
Soon, the timeout time came. During this period, the snitch appeared once on the court.
Harry was indeed different when he came back on stage. He was still curled up on the broom, but his direction was much clearer.
"Rumble--" A flash of lightning flashed across the sky, reflecting the whereabouts of the Golden Snitch.
"Harry! Behind you!" Wood caught this scene and shouted immediately.
Harry quickly turned around. He saw a golden light spot flickering in and out of the dark clouds.
He quickly changed direction. But someone was faster
Cedric's vision on the opposite side was much better, so he rushed forward immediately.
"Both seekers have discovered the Golden Snitch! The winner will be announced soon!" Lee Jordan's commentary voice also came appropriately. When Slytherin is not involved, he can always explain very impartially. "
Currently, Hufflepuff's Seeker Cedric is two positions ahead. Not good! Come on, Harry!"
The audience's emotions were also aroused
"Hold it! Cedric! Don't give him a chance, Hufflepuff will win!"
"More than him! Harry"
"Gryffindor must win!"
....
"Which one of them do you think can win?" Betty stared at the sky.
She had just finished speaking. Suddenly - the whole world fell silent.
The cheers, arguments, cheers, and commentary stopped abruptly. It was as if the mute button had been pressed on the world for an instant, and even the sounds of raindrops falling and howling winds disappeared.
"What's going on?" Betty looked at him
But Ivey didn't hear any sound, and could only see her mouth opening and closing.
Then a terrible chill hit, and ice began to condense on the stands.
The two looked at each other. They had encountered this kind of vision once.
"Call the gods and call the guards!" x2
Ivy and Betty shouted at the same time. The Hufflepuff stands suddenly burst into dazzling white light.
A warm glow instantly enveloped the entire stand.
"Ha——! Ha——! What's going on!"
"I almost can't breathe!"
"It's a dementor!"
The little wizards in the stands here broke free from the strong sense of suffocation. They were all gasping for air with lingering fear, and looked at the sky with a hint of fear.
In the sky, countless black ghost-like dementors surrounded the entire stadium.
"What should we do with the others?" The spells of the two of them could not cover such a large area, so they could only protect Hufflepuff's side for the time being.
"Dumbledore is here too, don't worry"
Before he finished speaking
"唳——" A long cry suddenly came from the commentator's seat
"Fox?" Betty frowned slightly, the voice was very familiar.
"no"
Ivey looked up and saw a silver-white phoenix soaring into the sky. Then it made a big spin in the air, rolling up a circle of light and spreading out. All the Dementors in the field were caught by this invisible ripple.
Hitted 100 meters away.
"Resist the ring of fire ~ this is"
"Ivey - heaven!" Betty's face changed slightly.
In the dark sky, a red figure fell rapidly. It was Harry wearing a uniform. At the critical moment——
"Shock reduction and speed stop!" Dumbledore's old but powerful voice spread throughout the audience.
Ivey waved his staff at the same time, and the silver bull flew up, turned into a stream of light in mid-air, and flew to the commentary table with Harry.
"Professor, I'll take Harry to the hospital first." Ivy's voice came from the bull's mouth.
"Oh my god~ Is this Ivy's patron saint!" Professor McGonagall was shocked.
"Go quickly." Dumbledore nodded.
After obtaining consent, the patron saint once again turned into a stream of light and flew towards the castle.
Later, Ms. Hooch announced that Hufflepuff had won
...
inside the hospital
"I can't believe it! How could a dementor enter the school!"
"That's what they are - they don't like others. If you are happy, they will be unhappy."
"I must learn the Patronus Charm! Teach them a lesson!"
Why is it so noisy? Harry, who was gradually waking up, was disturbed by the sound of discussion. "Uh--" he groaned softly.
There was silence in the room, and everyone turned their heads and stared at him nervously.
"Guys, can we go out and chat~" Harry struggled to stand up, his eyes were red, and he said angrily.
"God, you finally woke up!" A large group of people surrounded the bed in surprise, "How do you feel?"
"How do you feel?" Hearing this, Harry said with a sullen face, "I feel like it would be a lot better if you guys could be quieter."
"God~ He was so confused"
"Damn Dementors!"
The Gemini decisively threw the blame to the Dementors.
"Tch~" Harry curled his lips and yawned again, "I'm in the hospital?"
"Where else could it be?" Ivey continued.
Harry nodded and looked at the twins, "We lost?"
"Digory caught the snitch. There is no objection to the result. They won. Even Wood admitted it," said George.
Harry was a little disappointed because the team lost the game due to his personal reasons.
He looked up and looked around, but couldn't find Wood. He wanted to apologize.
"Where's the Woodman?"
"Still in the rain" Fred shrugged "We thought he was trying to drown himself"
Harry blamed himself even more now. He sat on the bed, buried his head in his knees, and said nothing.
"Okay Harry" Fred patted his shoulder, "You've never missed a snitch before. But you must have missed it once."
"It's not over yet," George continued, "Although the initiative is not in our hands, as long as Hufflepuff loses to Ravenclaw, we still have a chance."
"Cheer up man!"
....
The two talked at random, but to no avail. Ivey and the others did not interrupt, wanting to wait until the team's affairs were settled before talking.
Not long after, the team members left. After fighting in the storm for a day, they were tired and hungry, so they went back to rest.
"What happened?" Hermione asked.
"The dementors attacked me," Harry said in a muffled voice. "I tried to use the Patronus Charm to fight, but unfortunately I failed."
"Fortunately, Ivy caught you," Ron said with lingering fear. "If you fell from such a height - I don't even dare to think about it."
"Harry, it's not a good idea to practice with dementors. Especially if you haven't mastered the spell yet," Ivy reminded him.
"Why do dementors have such a great influence on me? I remember that the entire stadium was surrounded by dementors." Harry was a little troubled.
"You were attacked because you were flying too high. Even if Dumbledore released the Patronus, he couldn't save you right away. Secondly -" Ivy glanced at him, "What did you think of when you were attacked by the dementors?"
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"I heard the sound of my parents being killed by Voldemort because they tried so hard to protect me," Harry trembled.
"..."
For a moment, everyone fell silent.
"That's the reason." Ivey didn't take care of his mood and said slowly, "You have painful memories that others don't have."
"If you don't want to go through this again, you have to learn the Patronus Charm," Betty agreed.
"...I know" Harry nodded slightly
"Don't be so pessimistic, let's talk about something happy." Seeing that the atmosphere was a bit solemn, Ron said quickly.
He took a package, opened it and put it in front of Harry, "This is your broom."
Everyone turns their attention to the package
"Are you sure this is a happy thing?" Ivy looked at Ron and complained rather speechlessly.
Harry was also staring at his broom with dull eyes. Inside the package, he saw that the beautiful nimbus broom had turned into a pile of broken wood.
"What's going on...my broom...how could this happen!" Harry fell into a state of confusion.
Seeing this, Ron looked at Hermione for help.
"Uh...it was an accident. When you fell, it was blown away by the wind," Hermione said hesitantly.
"Then?"
"Then - I hit the Whomping Willow."
Harry's heart suddenly tightened. He was very familiar with the Whomping Willow, after all, he only experienced its power last semester.
"Then -" Although he guessed the result, he still couldn't let go.
"You know that Whomping Willow?" Ron scratched his head. "It... uh... doesn't like to be hit."
Harry said nothing this time. The others understood his mood and did not disturb him.