Chapter 169: Quidditch in the Rainstorm
"Ahh
The house-elves in the kitchen are getting better and better, and the third-year students who have just returned from Hogsmeade, whose stomachs were originally filled with the candy of Duke Honey, instantly feel empty again after seeing the exquisite food at the banquet.
It's just that a few unlucky eggs were about to bloom when the jack-o-lantern suspended in the sky suddenly floated over, and then a ghost suddenly burst out of the jack-o'-lantern, startling them.
No wonder there was no need to see a ghost at the beginning of the banquet, it turned out that they were all hiding in the jack-o'-lanterns.
The ghost's body is transparent, and will pass directly through any object. Even if they wanted to shrink into a bottle like an octopus, they couldn't.
Although this is a spell cast by Dumbledore, this is witchcraft from the East. Western spells can only control and destroy ghosts, far less precise than the precise control of the East, in the long history of the East, ghost control has developed into an independent branch.
It seems that Professor Dumbledore did not turn a blind eye when Maple and Professor Flitwick discussed Eastern Charm spells.
The food is exquisite, and the banquet in the eerie atmosphere of this Halloween is a rare experience. In addition to being pleasant, this banquet also has a lot of excitement that I haven't had before.
The change was a success, and the students were all smiling brightly. But there were also bad scenes, especially Professor McGonagall, who kept a straight face throughout the party.
The banquet was over, and the students all left with a look of unfinished business. This is the real banquet of the wizarding world, and what is the meaning of just eating and drinking like Muggles does not show the unique identity of wizards at all.
Professor McGonagall wasn't the only one who was uncomfortable at this banquet, but Sirius Black was also there.
Peter Pettigrew suddenly vanished, and some frenzied Sirius Black was still running around on this holiday day looking for the whereabouts of a mouse, believing that Spotted had not left Hogwarts.
Because Crookhill had reported in advance that Spotted wasn't in the Gryffindor dorm, Sirius Black didn't bother them that night.
But there were other people on this campus who feared that the world would not be in chaos, and the terrible screams after midnight broke the silence of the night again.
Since Maple got off to a bad start the year before, perhaps Halloween nights at Hogwarts are destined to be restless.
This time, the victims were Slytherin snakes, and their dormitories were underground, but the students of the other houses were still awakened by their screams at the time of the incident, which shows the extent of their fright.
And when the other students asked what had happened that night, they were reluctant to talk about it.
This time Maple didn't do it, and needless to say, it must have been the Weasley brothers who did it. But before Maple could go to them, they couldn't help but come and put on a show.
It was the Assassin's creed, and how could the Weasley brothers, the living treasures, bear to do 'good deeds' without leaving a name.
But if they made it public, they would inevitably be locked up, so they had to come to Maple.
"You guys, really, really awesome!" After the twin brothers whispered in Maple's ear for a while, Maple really admired the five-body throw. They—
He even made the image of Voldemort to scare Slytherin!
It's no wonder that the little snakes were so stimulated and didn't dare to mention it.
Speaking of which, Voldemort is from Slytherin House, and students from other houses also put Slytherin students and Voldemort on the same camp. The Hogwarts students were divided into two factions, Slytherin and the other houses, Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff students, who would rather Gryffindor win the House Cup than Slytherin ride on them.
And they easily mingle with Gryffindor students, but rarely make friends with Slytherin students.
Speaking of which, Slytherin's situation is somewhat similar to that of the Uchiha clan in Konoha Village. The Uchiha clan was viciously targeted because of Madara Uchiha's betrayal, and Slytherin's ostracism was also due to Voldemort's involvement.
The Uchiha clan of Konoha did not see Madara Uchiha as a leader, and similarly, the Slytherin students did not regard Voldemort as an object of worship.
Conversely, Slytherin students may be more fearful of Voldemort than other houses.
It has to be said that the Weasley brothers have found a best way to scare Slytherin.
In an interesting story, the Weasley brothers told Maple that when they approached the ghosts to pretend to be Voldemort, none of them were willing to do it. In the end, it was Peeves, who was not afraid of heaven and earth, that made the Weasley brothers' operation not end in vain.
Voldemort's prestige is even feared by these old ghosts who have been dead for hundreds of years, and it is also that except for the bloody Barrow because of remorse, the other ghosts are left to become ghosts because they are afraid to enter the reincarnation, and it is not surprising that Voldemort's name can suppress these cowards.
The first Quidditch match was approaching, but the weather was getting worse, but every time they saw the hopeful gaze of their captain, the rest of the Gryffindor team immediately discouraged the idea of being lazy.
Finally, on the day of the race, the bad weather was as bad as ever. The roaring wind slammed against the castle walls with a loud noise, and soon after a rumbling thunder, a torrential rain fell in the air.
With Dumbledore's mana, it was enough to disperse the rain around the entire arena, but he didn't do it. Of course, the race will not be stopped because of the rainstorm.
However, this rainstorm is not without benefits at all, although the Maple and Weasley brothers have added some good brooms to the Gryffindor team, but the best broom of the Gryffindor team is only the Halo 2000, which is much slower than the Slytherin team's all-round Halo 2001, but in this rainstorm environment, it can undoubtedly offset the disadvantages of some of the Gryffindor team's broomsticks.
Although it was a rainstorm that was rare in several years, it still couldn't stop the enthusiasm of the students. As usual, the whole school almost poured out to watch the game. It was only before they could cross the lawn to the Quidditch pitch that their umbrellas were blown away by the wind.
Seeing them with their heads down to resist the wind, Maple was also powerless to complain, you are wizards, hey, are the wands in your hands all burning sticks?
Seeing Maple cast a spell to shield herself from the wind and rain and walk leisurely, Professor McGonagall's face was also embarrassed in capital letters, because they didn't think of using magic to resist the wind and rain.
"Wind and rain!" The professors immediately followed Maple's do, using magic to dry their wet robes and cast a spell on themselves to keep out the rain.
Then they didn't forget to cast a spell on the students of their own academy.
The robe that was soaked and stuck to his body suddenly became dry, and he instantly felt much more comfortable. Coupled with the fact that the wind and rain were not encroached upon after the spell was cast, the students' passion was even more surging, and the heat wave of cheers was higher and higher.
The Gryffindor players changed into scarlet robes in the locker room and staggered as they walked out onto the pitch with broomsticks, and before Professor McGonagall could get up, Maple walked over first, casting a rain spell on each of them.
"Great!" Wood wanted to come over and give Maple a hug, but was preempted by the Weasley brothers.
"Dude, that's cool!"
After the start of the game, the storm not only did not mean to stop, but intensified. Under the rumbling thunder, the cheers of the whole school teachers and students combined were also dwarfed by the thunder.
Before the game, Wood and the captains of the Slytherin team stepped forward to shake hands, and as always, both Wood and Flint were eager to break each other's fingers, and even a thunderstorm could not stop their 'friendly' interaction.
Neither team member could hear the referee's voice, and they all saw Mrs. Hodge put the whistle to her mouth and immediately stepped on the broomstick.
At first, all the players rode fast, and although they all had magic on them to keep out the wind and rain, their broomsticks were still affected.
The broom swayed in the wind and rain at a gallop, and all the players had to reduce their speed to stay stable.
The competition seemed to have turned into a silent movie, no, not only silent, but also very blurry.
Under the rumbling thunder, any sound is muffled; Under the rain curtain, the players left only vague shadows in the speed of the field, and this is the first time that the spectators need the referee to know what the score is.
The heavy rain blurred the vision and also blurred the concept of time. The game went on for half a day, and it felt very short and long.
Sure enough, because of the rain and the Gryffindor team's skill to make up for it, Gryffindor led Slytherin by 70 to 50.
The rain undoubtedly made it more difficult to score and increased the intensity of the defense, with Gryffindor having Wood as the best goalkeeper instead.
However, this advantage did not determine the direction of victory, and now the key to the game has become the Golden Snitch. Especially under Maple's new rules, the Golden Snitch will turn into a Purple Snitch every once in a while.
The game went on for a long time, and there was no end in sight.
This was because Malfoy seemed to want to be ashamed and chased Harry all the time. Malfoy's Light Wheel 2001 was much faster than Harry's Light Wheel 2000, and Harry couldn't expect Malfoy to be as careless as he was last year, even if he saw the Golden Snitch, Harry didn't dare to catch it without being sure.
In this way, with Malfoy's interference, Harry did not find an opportunity to catch the Golden Snitch for a long time.
The game was going on as the evening went, and the game continued. Maple really admired the students, who were hungry and still able to maintain such fierce cheers.
Just then, Harry saw something that completely distracted him: the silhouette of a huge, shaggy black dog, which was clearly reflected in the sky, on an empty row of seats at the top of the stands.
Before the start of this semester, Harry was buying textbooks for a divination class when he accidentally saw a book about death omens, and the big dog on the cover of the book was unusually similar to this one, which made Harry lose his mind for a while.
But a moment later, when Harry looked again, the dog was gone.
Then, turning his head, Harry suddenly noticed something that alarmed him even more-
A small golden patch flickered in the rain-soaked air, and in the moment he lost his mind, Malfoy was already rushing towards the golden spot, and he smirked from his pale face.
Harry was panicked and threw himself on his broomstick, spinning and charging at the golden snitch.
Harry kept urging his broom to speed up, but everything he did was in vain, Malfoy's Light Wheel 2001 accelerated much faster than his Light Wheel 2000. Harry sprinted hard, but the distance between him and Malfoy grew wider.
Are you going to lose?
Harry had a look of reluctance and pain on his face, and just as Harry was praying for a miracle, an incredible scene actually happened—
Malfoy's hand was about to grab the Golden Snitch when his arm suddenly dropped and he missed it, and then his broom began to fall several meters in an unbelievable way.
But for some reason Harry couldn't be happy, the wind around him seemed to stop howling all of a sudden, and everything around him suddenly seemed as quiet as death.
Harry then felt a familiar and terrible cold snap and looked down, and Harry soon saw something that frightened him-
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.
Then he heard the voice again ... Someone is moaning, moaning inside his head... A woman's voice –
"Don't touch Harry! Don't touch Harry, please don't move Harry! ”
"Go, you stupid woman, now..."
"Don't touch Harry, please don't, take me with you, kill me..."
Harry's mind was numb, his mind full of white fog... What's he doing? Why is he flying? He must help her ... She's going to die ... She's going to be murdered... He was falling, falling in the cold mist.
Then Harry suddenly came to his senses again and noticed that his broom was falling, and Harry hurriedly controlled the broom to hold it steady. A familiar bat was lying on his shoulder, obviously such an ugly creature, but at this moment he felt extremely warm.
Then Harry saw Malfoy, who wasn't as good as Harry, but wasn't much better.
Although he didn't fall directly to the ground, Malfoy, who was not protected by the Patronus, was still trembling at the moment, his broom speed slowed down, and he didn't dare to speed up at the moment.
Good opportunity, Harry temporarily put everything in his mind behind him, endured the weakness of his body, accelerated, and sprinted!
We were victorious, though we were victorious, and Harry raised the Golden Snitch in his hand.
By this time, Malfoy had already stabilized his broomstick, as an enraged Dumbledore unleashed a powerful Phoenix Patronus and drove all the more than a hundred Dementors back. But it's too late. The slightest mistake has become an eternity at this moment.
"Victory!" Everyone was uncomfortable in the presence of the Dementors, but after the Dementors left, they regained their ability to be happy, and they all gathered around Harry and cheered loudly.
"By the way, and our biggest hero, Maple!"
"If it weren't for his Patronus, Harry would have been able to catch the Snitch."
"yes, Harry's broomstick keeps falling, it scares me, if it hadn't been for Maple releasing the Patronus in time, Harry would have been afraid"
"Patronus, Patronus Spell, you're only in your third year and you managed to release it!"
Regarding this, the seniors who are not good seniors can't help but feel a little embarrassed. People are more angry than people!
At this moment, in the Gryffindor common room, the Weasley brothers started with a grand celebration.
Now, the Slytherin teams in Deluxe Halo 2001 have been beaten by them, not to mention Hufflepuff and Ravenclaw, and they have won nine out of ten Quidditch Cups.
At the celebration banquet, the smile on the face of Gryffindor captain Wood never stopped.
, I waited for a long time and finally waited for this day, and I dreamed for a long time and finally made my dream come true!
Wood has waited too long for this day, and he has been looking forward to this day so hard!
Harry's side was elated, but the Slytherin side was cloudy. But they couldn't blame Malfoy, it was all because of the Dementors, who didn't let any of the students on their side release the Patronus.
In the third year, they were able to release the Patronus, and Maple updated his record again, which made the Slytherins even more afraid to behave badly, and they could only sulk at themselves.
The bad weather lasted until two weeks before the end of the semester, but it didn't dampen Gryffindor's happy mood in the slightest.
Maple wasn't having a good time these days, and since his great performance in showing the Patronus, he had been surrounded by Gryffindor students, who often pestered him to ask him for the Patronus Charm.
Although he is a little tired, he can be compensated by the academic tyrant from time to time, which is also a little comfort to Maple.
In the last week of the semester, they could go to Hogsmeade Village again, and they didn't want to miss it. For Maple, it was one of the few days he was able to get rid of a bunch of flies.
It was snowing heavily and the weather was bone-chilling, and after a short time of shopping, Maple and the others had to go to Three Broomsticks to get a bottle of Butterbeer to keep warm.
Maple asked Harry to wear the Cloak of Invisibility, and they handed Harry the Butterbeer from under the Cloak of Invisibility.
"Merry Christmas!" They had just warmed up with a sip of butterbeer, and a few more uninvited guests came to the three brooms—
Professor McGonagall, Professor Flitwick, Hagrid, and the Minister of Magic arrived.
"A small glass of canyon water—"
"Mine." Professor McGonagall's voice.
"Four pints of mead—"
"Thanks, Rosmerta." Hagrid said.
"A serving of sherry juice soda with ice and snails—"
"Meet!" Professor Flitwick said, smacking his lips.
"Then yours is the redcurrant sugar wine, Minister."
"Thank you, Rothmotha, my dear," Fudge's voice said, "I must say, how glad to see you again. Why don't you have a drink? Come and sit with us.."
"Well, thank you, Minister."
It immediately occurred to Maple that it was Harry who wanted to know Sirius Black was his godfather, and that his parents' most trusted friend was the betrayer who led to the murder of his parents.
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