The first Quidditch match of the new semester was a stormy day. Vertex Says X 23 U OM

This semester, because of the decision of the Ministry of Magic, the Dementors were sent to Hogwarts, and they were very angry, and Blake's threat had not been lifted.

As well as the cancellation of the school anniversary and Murphyllo game competitions, the teachers and students of the whole school had a sense of resentment, and it was a shame that Dumbledore did not cancel Quidditch with him, and the reason he gave was to have some fun on the day of the game.

The whole school poured out to watch the game as they ran across the lawn to the Quidditch pitch, keeping their heads down against the gale. Because on the way their umbrellas were blown away from their hands by the wind.

Sherlock sat in Slytherin with Femia, Sarina and the others, and all the seats to watch the game were set up on a lookout in various house colors, where they could not only overlook the vista, but also clearly see the passionate competition of the players...... As long as you don't fly higher than the clouds on a broomstick, you can see it clearly.

The wind was blowing so hard that they staggered as they walked to the pitch.

In the rumbling thunder, the audience could not hear them even if they cheered for them.

The Hufflepuffs walked across the court, dressed in canary-yellow robes.

The captains of both sides stepped forward to shake hands, and Diggory smiled at Wood, who now looked like he had trismus, and he just nodded.

Harry saw Lady Hooch's mouth: "Broomstick." ”

He pulls his right foot out of the mud and steps onto the Wheel 2000.

Mrs. Hodge put the whistle to her lips and blew it hard, making a shrill whistle that sounded like it was coming from a distance, and the game began.

Since it was a match between Hufflepuff and Gryffindor, the students of Slytherin and Ravenclaw were much calmer, and Draco and Rupo even began to make bets on whether Hufflepuff would win or Gryffindor would win.

If there is a Slytherin match, it is estimated that these two will choose Slytherin without hesitation, and what kind of bet will they make.

Rupo was optimistic about Gryffindor, and Draco supported Hufflepuff because he wanted Gryffindor to lose.

"Look...... Harry's smug look...... Did he think that riding a broom was a knight! Draco stared at Harry with disgust.

Lupo accosted him, "You're still a Seeker at Slytherin House, Harry is just like you, and in terms of popularity, Harry's popularity in school is much higher than yours, and to tell you the truth, most of the students don't have a good impression of you...... Maybe someone will taunt you down there when you go up to the game! ”

Draco blushed, "That's because they're jealous of me, and besides, the most popular in the school is Mr. Sherlock, if Mr. Sherlock can compete in Quidditch......"

Dandeni couldn't stand it anymore, "Do you think he's an idler?" Besides, Slytherin has won the House Cup for several years in a row, so the Quidditch trophy is a glimmer of hope! ”

Draco snorted, then glanced at Harry, who had spotted the Golden Snitch, and said, "I wish I could have a Dementor or two flying in at this time, if it was to run after Harry, it would be so interesting!" ”

The sky was densely filled with the figures of the players, the players of Gryffindor and Hufflepuff came and went, countless shadow-like figures fought with each other under the dark cloud-shrouded sky, the game did not know how long it went, the sky became darker and darker, as if the night had decided to come early.

Now everyone was drenched, and the rain was so dense that he could barely see that Madame Hooch's whistle was accompanied by the first lightning blowing.

"What happened?" Draco looked at the players who landed suspiciously.

"It's a shame that you're still a Slytherin Seeker, obviously Gryffindor called a timeout, I really don't know how you became a Slytherin Seeker." Sarina glanced at Draco disdainfully, then looked back at the court, as if any more glance would stain her eyes.

Draco couldn't hold his head up in front of this wonderful schoolgirl.

"I didn't pause the game when I was a Seeker, so I don't know how I knew about it." Draco's face flushed slightly, and he couldn't tell it in the gloomy weather.

"Even so, as a pure-blood who grew up in the wizarding world and has never eaten pork, haven't you ever seen a pig run? It only means that your observation is too miserable, and you are not on the same plane as us at all. Sarina casually looked at the players on the pitch who were gathering to discuss, and her mouth was unrelenting.

Draco tried to plead, but he was tapped on the shoulder, and he looked back to see that it was Sherlock.

"Draco, sometimes I really admire you, you should go to Professor Trelawney's divination class, maybe she can raise a prophetic emperor."

"What?" Draco didn't understand what Sherlock meant.

The wind and rain intensified, and a biting chill hit the entire Quidditch pitch, and everyone smelled an unusual and dangerous atmosphere, as if something darkness was approaching.

Once again, Harry and Cedric were flying high in the air, and Gryffindor seemed to have some advantage, already leading by fifty points, but if Diggory found the Golden Snitch, the match could be reversed in an instant, so until the last minute, no one knew what the outcome would be.

There was a thunderclap in the sky, followed by fork lightning, and in a thunderstorm, these Quidditch players were indeed risky, and it would be unwise to play in such harsh weather if the match was not ended soon, and the referee, Madame Hodge, had been waiting for the weather from time to time and was ready to terminate the event at any time.

"The Golden Snitch seems to have appeared." Dandney's sharp gaze seemed to be penetrating in the darkness, and with the direction of his finger, Sherlock and the others saw a thin golden dot in mid-air, forcing Gori to slam down to the court in succession, and Harry fell on the broomstick in panic, spinning and rushing towards the golden snitch.

Sherlock saw the wonderful scene in the movie, the two of them were about to rush into the clouds, and Sherlock's golden wand quietly appeared in his hand, ready to make a big mess when the Dementors appeared......

However, it was clearly beyond Sherlock's expectations, Harry had already rushed into the black clouds, looking for the shadow of the golden snitch, and the people below could not see what was going on inside even if their eyes were wide in the black clouds.

After a while, a figure fell from the sky, and Hermione screamed in panic as she saw that it was Harry.

And dozens of black shadows with rotten black cloaks were hovering down from the sky......

Sherlock's eyes showed murderous intent, the group of Dementors was simply looking for death...... The crowd was treated as a delicacy apparently because of the excitement of the Quidditch tournament and the joy of the students......