Chapter 225: The Dementors Who Wandered In

Harry flew fast, but his Halo 2000 was a little shaky in the wind. www.biquge.info He clenched it as tightly as he could, turned and rushed into the wind and rain.

Five minutes later, Harry was soaking wet and frozen, and it was hard to see his teammates, let alone the little golden snitch.

He galloped across the court, passing blurred and yellow figures, unaware of the progress of the game. In the case of a strong wind, he could not hear the comments either.

The viewer hides beneath a sea of cloaks and windswept umbrellas. Harry came close to being hit by Bludgers twice, his broomstick knocked out by the rain, and he couldn't see them coming from the other side.

He also doesn't know how long the game has been going on. It's getting harder and harder to keep the broomstick in a straight line. The sky was getting darker and darker, as if the night had decided to come early.

On two occasions, Harry came close to hitting another player, and it was unknown if it was his teammate or the opposing player.

Everyone was drenched now, and the rain was so dense that he couldn't see it...... Mrs. Hooch's whistle was accompanied by the first lightning blowing. 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. The whole team splashed water and descended into the mud.

"Are they going to end?" asked Hermione, who had been staring at Harry, even with the blessing of magic, Hermione's eyes couldn't catch Harry's tracks, the weather was so bad, not to mention that Harry's eyes were covered in cold rain.

"How could it be...... Ron said, "they're only fifty points ahead now, but the Golden Snitch hasn't been caught yet, and if Harry doesn't catch the Snitch sooner, they might have to fight until the evening, maybe even later." ”

"We should go over. Hermione said, "I have a great idea. ”

"What?" Ron bewildered.

"The Water and Moisture Charm, which works very well for Harry, as the rain is severely obstructing his vision. Van Lin said.

A few people ran quickly, much to Harry's surprise.

"Give me your glasses, Harry!" said Hermione, she had to do it as soon as possible, it wouldn't be good to be seen.

"What's wrong?"

"Don't talk so much nonsense, waterproof and moisture-proof charm, this is very helpful for you. ”

Hermione didn't wait for Harry to take off her glasses, she tapped Harry's temples with her wand, and the mist on Harry's glasses disappeared in an instant, which made Harry's vision better.

"Of course, there's the Warming Charm, and we're just going to get you here!" Van Lynn said, adding a Warming Charm to Harry and using his wand to drain the water from Harry's clothes.

It made Harry feel very comfortable.

"If you don't catch the snitch sooner, I think we're going to be here until the night!" said Van Lin helplessly, "it's terrible. ”

"You said the same thing as Wood. Harry said.

The help of his friends lifted his whole body and his spirits were much better.

"Come on!" Hermione whispered, and the three of them snuck back again.

The game continued, and although the vision became clear, the rain was heavy, and soon the comfort of the moment was gone, and his clothes were wet again, which made Harry cold again.

He resolves to urge his broomstick through the turbulent currents to search for the Golden Snitch in all directions.

In the process, he dodged a Bludger and sneaked past Diggory, who was running in the opposite direction...... There was another thunderclap, followed by fork lightning. It's getting more and more dangerous.

Harry had to catch the golden snitch quickly - he turned around to get back to the middle of the pitch, but just then, another bolt of lightning lit up the stands, and Harry saw something that completely distracted him: the silhouette of a huge black dog covered in shaggy hair, which was clearly reflected in the sky, and it was on an empty row of seats on the top of the stands.

Harry's numb hands slid on the broomstick, and his Halo 2000 fell a few feet. He brushed the soaked tassel away from his eyes and squinted at the stand. The dog was gone.

"Harry!" Wood's distressed shout came from the Gryffindor goal. "Harry, you're behind!" Harry looked panicked.

Diggory slammed down on the pitch, a tiny golden patch glittering between them in the rain...... Harry was panicked and threw himself on his broomstick, spinning and charging at the golden snitch. "Come on!" he yelled at his light wheel. Raindrops hit his face, "Quick!"

However, something strange happened. There was a timid silence in the stepped stands around the runway, and though the wind was still as strong as ever, he forgot to roar, as if someone had turned it off, as if Harry had suddenly become deaf - what had happened? and then a familiar terrible cold snap came over him, inside him, and he had just felt something moving on the pitch below...... Harry didn't have time to think before he looked down from the Golden Snitch.

At least a hundred Dementors stood below, their faces hidden beneath their turbans facing him. It was as if frozen water had risen from his breast, cutting through his internal organs.

The surrounding rain began to condense into ice ballast, and they fell to the ground at a rapid pace.

Harry had to get out of here, he was racing through the clouds on his broomstick, and he looked back from time to time, wondering if the face under the Dementor's turban was the same serpent-pale face he'd ever seen.

However, this was obviously not something he should have considered, Diggory had already folded when Harry rushed into the air, it was too dangerous in the sky, and it was not a good thing to be struck by lightning.

Unfortunately, while Harry was dodging the Dementors, he made a slight arc of electricity through the clouds, which made his whole body stiffen.

A bolt of lightning swept across the end of his sweep, making it a little difficult for him to control.

He struggled to grip the broomstick handle, but before he could hold it down, he flew out of the clouds and collided head-on with the fear he had been holding.

He saw the Dementor's gray-black cloak hanging limply towards the ground, and looking up, it was a mouth.

But Harry felt more like a hole, an unknown thing passing by, and his body was completely out of instinct as if it were dead.

He let go of his hand at once, and he felt a strong sense of fall, and the howling wind passed by his ears.

"Also...... OK...... The ground is soft ......"