Chapter 411
Dementors Enter the Competition
"Hurry!" Harry yelled at his Nimbus.
The heavy rain splashed on his face, but Harry's mind was already attracted by the Golden Snitch, "Faster!"
It seemed as if the shouting could give him and the broom strength.
Harry's body whizzed out like an arrow, and seemed about to collide with the Slytherin Seeker who was also chasing the Golden Snitch.
The little wizards in the stands couldn't help but scream in surprise, and some of the timid ones had already covered their eyes, not daring to watch such an exciting scene.
But the collision did not happen in the end.
At the moment when the two were about to collide, the Dementors that had been hovering near Hogwarts suddenly went crazy and broke into the Quidditch field!
"what!!!"
This time the little wizard really screamed in fear.
At the same time, the ground was about to be disturbed by Dementors, and Hermione and others were also in crisis.
The target of this group of Dementors is Sirius!
They seemed to have sensed something and flew towards the big black dog very quickly.
Draco raised his head, his expression solemn.
At the speed the Dementors were flying, they would be in front of them in just a few seconds, so they had to think of a solution quickly.
Draco looked at the big black dog and cast a spell without thinking, subconsciously casting the powerful attack spell he had learned.
"Li Huo——"
He had just uttered two syllables when the young wizards in the stands suddenly let out chaotic screams and someone shouted Harry's name.
These sharp and piercing sounds affected Draco's performance. He wanted to use the Fire Curse, which is a very aggressive black magic.
When he was studying, he was reminded not to use this spell unless it was a crisis, especially in Hogwarts.
Hogwarts is not willing to let students learn the dark arts, for fear that the young wizards will be disturbed by the evil god's whispering and easily fall into depravity.
Something unexpected happened, and everyone chasing the black dog couldn't help but look up into the sky.
Mikel also looked up at the sky, but with the system's reminder, he quickly regained consciousness.
He found that the field had entered a strange state.
Everybody was looking at Harry, even the Slytherin team, and they all stopped flying.
It was as if Harry was the only living person in the world, and everyone was concerned about his safety.
Mikel thought: "Is this the immense influence of the Child of Destiny? At the critical moment, everyone has to give way to him!"
However, he had a system. He was distracted for less than a second before he immediately raised his wand and fired a powerful attack magic at the big black dog that was also distracted.
Shattered!
When Mikel almost shouted at the top of his lungs to launch this attack, the big black dog's dark eyes turned in a very human way, and he turned his head and looked at Mikel deeply.
It doesn't have any action.
But a quick and weak voice sounded beside Mikel: "Armor protect you!"
Mikkel's eyes widened and he recognized the owner of the voice.
It's Neville!
When did Neville come to him?
He was unaware!
Mikel's "Shattered to Pieces" is a special version, combined with his talent for black magic, it is extremely powerful.
Neville's "armor protection" was only deployed hastily, forming only a weak invisible shield in front of the big black dog.
It broke in less than a second.
However, just less than a second was enough for the big black dog to regain consciousness.
It leaped forward in two or three steps and disappeared in front of everyone in the next second.
Mikkel exclaimed, "Apparition?"
No, that's not right!
You can't Apparate in Hogwarts!
He realized belatedly that it was an invisibility spell!
Sirius used an invisibility spell to hide himself!
Unfortunately, the best opportunity to capture it has been missed.
The moment he used the Invisibility Charm, he should have used a spell with a wider range, and maybe he could have hurt Sirius.
Unfortunately, he missed the opportunity, and it is extremely difficult to find it now.
Mikkel turned and glared at Neville.
In his eyes, Neville was now an obstacle that specifically blocked him from moving to a higher level.
Neville noticed Mittel's eyes and shuddered violently. It was only later that he realized whether he had done something bad.
Neville pursed his lips and whispered, "Mikel, it's wrong for you to do this. You can't mistreat your pets."
After saying this, he seemed to be a little tougher, mustered up his courage, and continued in a normal tone:
"Pets that can appear in Hogwarts all have human nature and some characteristics of magical creatures. You can't kill them cruelly. It's wrong to do so!"
Mikel curled his lips and couldn't help but sneer, "Why don't you usually appear to be a member of the Animal Protection Association?
When those humans are besieged by ferocious animals or harmed by magical creatures, people like you are the ones who run the fastest!
We need you, the people in the Animal Protection Association, to stand up and protect your fellow human beings, but you dare not stand up! "
Neville's eyes flashed with confusion: "Mickel, what are you talking about? What animal protection association? Is this a new club in the school?"
Mikel's mouth twitched, and he was so angry that he didn't know who to vent his anger on.
The most hateful thing is playing the lute to a cow!
No matter how you verbally attack him, he can't figure out what you mean.
It seemed like he had relieved his anger, but in fact, he didn't. He felt even more aggrieved.
"Mikel, Neville, why are you here?" Hermione's puzzled voice came to my ears.
Mikkel thought to himself that something was wrong, his behavior just now would definitely attract Hermione's attention.
Even when facing Ron and Draco, he was confident that he could get away with it, but he was far from confident when facing Hermione.
Hermione is so smart.
Mikel was stuck for a few seconds, and suddenly he thought of an idea. He thought he could try to make it sound as "dangerous" as possible.
Anyway, in the past month, he has already shown talents comparable to those of an excellent student, so it wouldn't be too much to add an intuitive warning of danger.
“I thought there was something wrong with this big black dog, which suddenly appeared in the first row of the stands.
I had previously observed that the first row of stands was always empty, and it suddenly appeared, acting suspiciously."
Hermione gave him a suspicious look: "That's it?"
Mikkel nodded firmly.
"My God!"
Hermione wanted to say something when the little wizard in the stands let out another sharp scream.
"Harry was haunted by the Dementors. He traveled into the Dementors' bodies. Will Harry be okay?"
Hermione immediately looked up and saw a Dementor entangled with Harry in the sky.
The Dementor was very close to Harry, almost face to face, and it looked like it was hugging him.
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Harry felt as if his consciousness was sunk into a piece of ice. It was so cold that his whole body was stiff and he didn't even have the strength to move a finger.
What was going on? He was clearly chasing the Golden Snitch.
Harry raised his head with great effort, and found that a Dementor was very close to him, with its body already pressed against his chest. The bone-piercing coldness turned into the coldest blade, cutting his internal organs as the Dementor invaded.
Click... click...
His mouth trembled in pain.
Then, he heard screams one after another from afar.
The one screaming in his mind...is a woman!
"Don't touch Harry, please, don't touch Harry, please!"
"Get out of the way, you stupid woman, get out of the way!"
"Please don't touch him, please kill me, kill me, don't touch him--"
A numbing white fog filled Harry's mind.
What is he doing? Why is he flying?
He had to help her, this woman was dying, she was about to be killed...
Harry felt his body falling into an even colder lake. He felt suffocated and it seemed as if countless blades were stuffed into his throat.
Harry tried to open his teeth and speak, but his throat felt like it was being cut by a knife and he couldn't make any sound.
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There was a shrill voice laughing wildly, and the woman kept screaming.
"Luckily the ground is so soft."
"Haha, I thought he was definitely dead!"
"I didn't expect that he didn't even break his glasses."
The bone-chilling cold had made his body numb. After adapting to the cold, he finally had the energy to think about other things instead of letting the cold cover him.
A thought suddenly flashed through his mind.
"This is the most horrific thing I've ever seen in my life."
The scariest thing... the hooded figure... the cold scream...
Harry recalled the image of the Dementors.
What he didn't know was that the coldness in his body wasn't just caused by the Dementor's Kiss.
After his collision with the Dementors, his hands had already let go of the broomstick and he fell rapidly from the sky.
The biting and painful cold wind was like a sharp blade that could cut open internal organs. Part of it was actually the impact force caused by falling at high speed!
The little wizard screamed continuously. They closed their eyes and dared not look.
"This is definitely the worst accident since the school was founded! The Quidditch players did not suffer any casualties on the field. Instead, they were cornered by the Dementors that suddenly broke in!"
The Gryffindor commentator came back to his senses from his shock and uttered these words in a very tragic and heroic manner.
It seemed to be engraved on Harry's tombstone and become his epitaph.
It was at this time that the professors in the stands finally took action.
They all waved their wands and cast spells in Harry's direction - Levitation Charm, Slow Falling Charm, Speed Stop Charm...
Dumbledore also took action!
But he did not use his wand. Instead, he pointed his finger at Harry and chanted a complex and obscure ancient magic word.
Harry's falling body suddenly stopped, and he slowly fell down at the speed of Dumbledore's fingers.
At the last moment, when Harry was only a few centimeters from the ground, Dumbledore finally stopped his finger.
Madam Hooch ran over and caught the unconscious Harry.
The Weasley twins breathed a sigh of relief when they saw that Harry was safe.
They looked up and found that the Golden Snitch was very close to them, and motionless, with its wings facing down, as if it was also observing Harry's situation.
The twins suddenly had an idea and acted as seekers, rushing towards the Golden Snitch.
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"Why hasn't Harry woken up yet?"
"Madam Pomfrey said he should have woken up long ago."
"Is there really no other bumps? Maybe he had a head injury, but we can't check it out."
"Ron, calm down. If you don't know, people might think your sister is hurt."
Harry's eyes snapped open.
What came into view was a blinding white, he turned his eyes around and saw all his friends.
Hermione and Ron surrounded him, while the other two sat in chairs reading something.
Ron saw him wake up and asked him about his health: "Harry, how do you feel? Are you okay? Is there any pain?"
The noise they made here also attracted the attention of people outside the corridor. The Weasley twins stuck their muddy heads out and looked inside.
They found Harry awake, walked in quickly, and asked him how he felt.
Harry's memory was jumping rapidly. He only remembered that he was catching the Golden Snitch on the Quidditch field. He had found his trail and was just one step away from catching him, but he didn't expect -
Harry's head suddenly ached, he didn't think of anything, he couldn't remember it.
"What happened?" He sat up suddenly from the bed, startling everyone.
Fred said, "You fell from a great height, at least fifty feet."
Alia was still terrified and said in a trembling voice, "We thought you were dead."
Lin Xia's calm voice sounded at this moment, which seemed a bit out of place.
"With Headmaster Dumbledore here, he won't let any little wizard get hurt."
"Yes!" Hermione said briefly, and Harry noticed that her eyes were red and swollen. Even Ron looked a little embarrassed.
Lin Xia walked to Harry's bedside and said, "When you were falling, Headmaster Dumbledore used magic to make you stop suddenly just before hitting the ground. You were knocked unconscious by the shock wave generated by the high-speed fall."
She paused as she thought of something: "And there are Dementors. They broke into the game for no reason."
Harry: "Dementors?"
Hermione said indignantly: "Yes, it was the Dementors, Dumbledore was furious, I have never seen him like that.
When you fell, he rushed onto the field and waved his wand, shooting silver things at the Dementors, who immediately left the Quidditch field."
The sealed memories suddenly rolled in his mind. He was thinking about what the Soul Eater had done to him... thinking about that screaming voice... that woman...
Harry looked up and saw that everyone was looking at him with some worry, so he tried to act casual and asked, "What about our game?"
The others finally managed a smile. "Gryffindor won. When you were falling, George and Fred noticed that the Golden Snitch was very close to them, so they attacked from both sides and caught the Snitch."
Harry finally felt a little relieved. This was the best thing he had heard since waking up!
"By the way, where's my Nimbus 2000?"
Ron and Hermione exchanged a quick look, hesitating whether to speak or not, but Draco spoke rationally:
"Your broom was broken. It got blown away by the wind when you fell off. When we found it, we discovered that it crashed into the Whomping Willow."
Harry's heart tightened.
The Whomping Willow in the school is a very ferocious tree. No student dares to approach it. He once accidentally entered the Whomping Willow's territory while riding a flying car and had a very bad experience.
It was Draco who continued, "The Whomping Willow doesn't like being hit. Professor Flitwick sent your broom back before you woke up."
Draco picked up a bag from under the bed and opened it.
Harry looked down and saw a dozen pieces of wood and twigs in his pocket.
He took a deep breath.
This is what remains of his faithful, ultimately broken broomstick. (End of chapter)