Xiao Ao, you just continue to pretend to be a god stick ==||||

Actually, you had a lot of fun playing role-playing, didn't you? It's a bad taste (Crowd: You didn't write it yet?!) ）

Harry had already begun to recall the first time Voldemort had faced his parents because of the excitement of the Dementors, and it was really tiring to prepare for someone to clear their hands later......

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Sword 8 (reversed): Flying disaster.

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Hogwarts Quidditch Arena

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For Harry at this moment, if there was anything worse than being made difficult by Professor Snape, who was a temporary substitute in Defence Against the Dark Arts class, to learn what was simply a "werewolf" that was beyond the curriculum, then it was definitely the situation at the moment - playing Quidditch in stormy weather.

After all, he had been woken up in the morning by the rumbling of thunder in mid-air, the sound of the wind crashing against the castle walls, and the sound of trees breaking in the Forbidden Forest in the distance.

However, due to Quidditch's popularity in the wizarding world, the whole school rushed out to watch the game as usual, running across the lawn to the Quidditch pitch, keeping their heads down against the wind - as their umbrellas were blown out of their hands on the way.

Before entering the locker room, Harry saw Malfoy, Crabbe, and Goyle on the playground - Opal, as always, did not act with them in this regard.

As if seeing Harry's relationship as well, Malfoy stopped and smiled at him from under the umbrella that had cast the Wind Charm, a smug expression.

Cut!

Harry grimaced, then turned to the Quidditch training room where his academy was located.

Opal hadn't been interested in Quidditch since his first year, and the weather was still like this, so Harry wasn't surprised that he hadn't seen her.

The Gryffindor team members all changed into scarlet robes and waited for Wood to make his usual pre-game morale-encouraging speech, but unexpectedly, Wood wanted to open his mouth several times to speak, but he could only make a strange gasping sound under the strong wind, and then he shook his head helplessly and beckoned everyone to follow him.

The wind was blowing so hard that all the members staggered as they walked to the pitch. The Hufflepuffs walked across the court, dressed in canary yellow robes.

The captains of the two sides shook hands, and Mrs. Hodge made a "broomstick" mouth, then put the whistle to her mouth and blew the whistle to signal the start of the game.

Harry was fast on the broomstick, but his Halo 2000 was a little shaky in the wind. He could only grasp the handle of the broom as tightly as he could, and turned and rushed into the wind and rain.

Five minutes later, Harry was drenched and frozen, and he couldn't even see his teammates with his glasses in the pouring rain, let alone the smaller Golden Snitch - and it was then that Harry sensed how wise Draco was to use his injury as an excuse to postpone the match.

In his next match, he would never do this kind of stupid act of playing Quidditch in a storm again.

Secretly determined, Harry continued to gallop across the pitch, passing blurred and yellow figures - he had no idea how long the game had been. In this wind and rain, it is becoming more and more difficult to keep the broomstick in a straight line.

I don't know how long it took for Mrs. Hodge's whistle to blow with the first lightning.

Harry could only see Wood's silhouette in the dense curtain of rain, and Wood was motioning for Harry to come down to the ground.

"I called a timeout!"

Wood yelled at the team, "Come on, get down there—"

They huddled under a large umbrella on the edge of the court.

Harry took off his glasses and hurriedly wiped them on his robe, "What's the score?"

"We're fifty points ahead."

Wood sneezed and said, "But, unless we get the Golden Snitch soon, we'll be in the evening." ”

"But ......"

Harry shook his rain-stained glasses and said frustratedly, "I can't see with my glasses. ”

Although after Opal's tuition, he knew that the waterproof charm "Imperuious" was what he needed most at such times, and that he had always kept his wand in the wand pouch on his forearm as Opal had told him, the problem was ......

He knew the spell, but he couldn't get a good grasp of how hard to cast it - if only Hermione were here.

"Looks like you need my help, Harry."

Then, just as Harry missed his house's "jack-of-all-trades" friend, Hermione appeared beside him - leaving Harry speechless for a moment, when in fact, he had just been thinking about it.

"Excuse me, Hermione, I need a waterproof charm."

After handing over his glasses, Harry watched Hermione wave her wand and chant the incantation, and couldn't help but sigh, "I can't do it without you at this time." ”

"How do I remember you were there when I learned this spell?"

Hermione rolled her eyes at Harry's exclamation, "You must have deserted again, you have already explained it in such detail, and you still haven't learned it!" ”

"Ahaha, what's that......"

Grabbing his hair, Harry let out a dry laugh and feigned stupidity.

"Alright, my mission is done, and now you have to do it."

After throwing the glasses back to Harry, Hermione left, and Wood rubbed his hands excitedly, "Alright, guys, let's do it!" ”

The game restarted, and although Harry was still numb from the cold, at least his vision was much clearer than it had been at the beginning. He made his way through the chaotic winds and currents in all directions, looking for the Golden Snitch in all directions, and in the process he dodged a Bludger and sneaked past Diggory, who was flying in the opposite direction......

There was another thunderclap, followed by fork lightning. Harry spun in mid-air, trying to get back to the middle of the pitch, but just then, another bolt of lightning lit up the stands, and Harry saw something completely distracting him—the silhouette of a huge black dog, which was clearly reflected in the light of lightning, and it was sitting on an empty row of seats at the top of the stands.

"What......"

Harry was stunned for a moment, his light wheel 2000 fell a few feet because of his distraction, and Harry, who reacted quickly, flicked his bangs in front of him, and when he looked over again, he found that the dog was gone.

"Harry!"

At this time, Wood's shouting came from Gryffindor's goal, "Harry, you're behind!" ”

Hallucinations?

Harry thought as he looked back - and then he saw a small golden patch flickering in the rainy air, between him and Cedric......

"Found it!"

Harry immediately threw himself on his broomstick and spun around at the golden snitch.

However, it was at this time that something strange happened.

There was a timid silence in the stepped stands around the runway; The wind was still as strong as ever, but it had forgotten to roar - as if someone had turned it off, or as if Harry had suddenly become deaf.

What happened?

Harry froze for a moment, then immediately felt a familiar and terrible cold snap coming over him—the sensation...... It's a Dementor!

“…… Can ......"

How come?!

Looking down, Harry saw at least a hundred Dementors standing below the Golden Snitch, their faces hidden beneath their turbans facing him.

Corrupt, skeletal-like filthy faces.

“…… Tsk......"

The chill in his body cut through his internal organs like a knife, but after all, it was a repeated experience, so Harry still held back at the first time.

"Don't move Harry.] Don't touch Harry, please don't move Harry! 】

A female voice rang out.

…… Magic wand...... Right! My wand......

Don't be afraid, this situation has been practiced many times, hasn't it?

[She once said that Voldemort just doesn't know love, not without love......]

The woman's voice grew clearer, but again, the chill was heavier.

Ignore it, ignore it, it's just an illusion, it's just a memory, don't care! Right now...... Go get your wand!

Stiffening, Harry shuddered and tried to reach for the wand in the wand bag, but his hand slipped violently due to the rain, and the wand bag seemed out of reach for him.

[My blessing to my child will continue to protect him until he grows up. Voldemort, love, is far more complex and intense than you think......]

[Boring last words.] 】

No! Move! You have to move!

Can it be done...... It can be done!

Harry felt his body plummet, and what should have been a clear white mist in front of him.

A green glow flashed.

A terrible cry rang out...... Hey?!

[Get out of the territory I guard!] You filthy soul maggots! ]

The dazzling white light lit up, and the wind and rain seemed to dim in an instant.

It's so warm......

Enveloped in the white light, Harry felt as warm and safe as his mother's womb.

The cold feeling that had been caused by the appearance of the Dementors before melted away like the first snow in the sun.

Then, Harry suddenly felt something tug at the back of his collar, and a warm breath sprayed at the back of his neck.

"Harry?!"

"Merlin...... It turned out to be ......"

"I'm dazzled, right?! I must be dazzled, right?! ”

"If you want to be dazzled, I ...... too"

"Unicorn! O Merlin! Unexpectedly unicorn! I always thought that the unicorn in the Forbidden Forest was a lie from adults! ”

Then, as if a switch had been flipped at the turn of something, hearing returned.

“…… I ......"

The white mist faded, and Harry realized that he was being pulled by something and flying in mid-air, and then gradually falling, "...... I'm ......"

At his feet, Harry felt himself step on the muddy ground, but at the moment he had no strength at all, and just knelt on the ground.

"Harry!" "Harry!"

Then, he saw Ron and Hermione, running through the crowd from a distance.

[Human!] Don't go over the rules at will! ]

Then, Harry heard something behind him, and then a blade of wind shot out from his side, crashing into the ground in a warning and splashing with muddy water.

"Uh......"

Hermione almost immediately pulled Ron to a halt as he tried to rush up.

Harry, on the other hand, turned around, unexpectedly but reasonably, and saw the unicorn with red eyes that he had seen in his first year outside Hagrid's hut and in the Forbidden Forest in his second year.

“…… You ......"

Subconsciously swallowed his saliva, Harry wanted to say something, but felt his mouth dry - a closer look at the dish found that the unicorn is indeed worthy of the legendary fantasy creature, even standing in the rainstorm, there is a halo around the body to block all the rain, the body is clean and dry, beautiful like an unreal dream.

[Dumbledore, I need an explanation!] ]

Then, the unicorn walked past him unnoticed, and greeted Dumbledore, who had already cast a levitation charm from the audience.

"Your Excellency, Your ......"

Although Dumbledore didn't expect things to turn out like this, he quickly adjusted his mood, "How did you come out of the Forbidden Forest, this is ......"

[I have obeyed my covenant and endured these maggots wandering the periphery of my realm.] ]

The silver unicorn had its feet hanging in the air, and its expression was awe-inspiring, [but right now, the filthy soul maggots had crossed into my territory.] Naturally, I have to come to destroy it, otherwise what is the power of the fantasy relic? ]

After a slight pause, it added, [As the Headmaster of Hogwarts, you should know the Magical Covenant, why did you do nothing, did you stop taking our fantasy species in your eyes because of the passage of time?!] Are you ready to scrap the Covenant?! ]

The so-called fantasy relics, the so-called fantasy species, are all magical creatures with a long historical bloodline, whose roots can be traced back to the flood period, the top layer is the planet UO, and then there are dragons and phoenixes and unicorns, and then there are pure elemental creatures, holy unicorns, hellish nightmares and spiritual dreams, and then there are elves, vampires and other immortal species, and the so-called "goblins" and "house-elves" that are often contacted in the wizarding world are just variants of the goblin system, the so-called "mermaids" It's just a degenerate species of the sirens, and the meow is a branch of the banshee. As for the source of the wand material, "dragons" and the like, they are just degraded species that have inherited some bloodlines and given up their dignity.

The truly proud fantasy relics will never be nurtured by humans.

"Please don't get me wrong."

Feeling the sudden increase in the pressure of the unicorn, Dumbledore instantly broke out in a sweat at the back of his head, and hurriedly explained, "We don't have any thoughts of reneging on the magical covenant, and there is a reason for this. In a word...... Thank you for saving my students. ”

[If it weren't for the promise, I wouldn't want to do much.] ]

Flying back into the air, the unicorn let out a long hiss when it raised its neck, [Do it for yourself, don't think that the fantasy species can be bullied at will.] This time it's just a warning. ]

With its roar, the clouds, which had been as gloomy as night, were immediately torn open by a gale and a shining gap, through which the clean sunlight shone through. And it stood in the halo of light, its silver mane shining in the sunlight, like a castle or a picture scroll in a fantasy novel.

The wind stops and the rain stops.

After the unicorn finished speaking, he turned around and walked away in the direction of the Forbidden Forest, leaving a group of professors and students who didn't know what to say at all.

Being able to manipulate the weather that belongs to nature so freely, is this the legendary fantasy magic creature? It's not on the same level as the low-level magical creatures they usually come into contact with.

"Alright, alright."

With a wry smile, Dumbledore clapped his hands and focused everyone's attention on him, "Anyway, everyone is fine." It's over just as the game is over, so let's go back and rest. ”

"Race?!"

When Dumbledore said this, everyone found out that the Golden Snitch had been caught by Cedric in Hufflepuff at some point, but it seemed embarrassing to look at his expression.

"That...... I think it's better to replay. ”

After a moment's hesitation, Cedric spoke, "I didn't know that Harry would have fallen from the air due to the effects of the Dementors, so according to normal rules, he should have just called a timeout. This victory......"

Cedric didn't finish his words, but everyone could hear the meaning - he wanted a rematch, and the result of this match didn't count.

“…… That ......"

And Harry finally came back to his senses at this time, recovering from the shock of seeing the legendary unicorn again, but I don't know if it was because the shock was too much or because he was attacked by the Dementors and had sequelae, and when he was about to open his mouth to say something, he only felt a "buzz" in his brain, and his eyes were dark, and he didn't know anything.

In the last moments of consciousness, Harry felt that what he saw was his friends who were rushing towards him with anxious faces—Hermione and Ron, and ...... I don't know if it's an illusion, it should belong to Snape...... Black-robed horns.