Chapter 260: Lure The Dementors In And Kill Them!

Chapter 260: Lure The Dementors In And Kill Them!

It turns out that Professor McGonagall made a completely wrong decision by letting Wayne patrol.

He completely forgot that his task was to maintain order and chatted enthusiastically with people wherever he went.

Some people asked what he had done just now, and some were curious about why he was patrolling.

Anyway, it can bring up the topic.

Marietta and a few other Ravenclaw girls took him and discussed for a while how Black got into the school.

Percy, who had been putting out fires everywhere, finally couldn't stand it anymore and stepped over the rows of sleeping bags to get Wayne to calm down.

Just as he passed by the twins, they pointed their wands at Percy in unison and whispered in unison:

"Collapse!"

Percy didn't have any defense, rolled his eyes and fainted.

Harry and Ronald, who witnessed the whole process, were dumbfounded.

These two people are too courageous!

"Oops." George pretended to exclaim, "Is Percy too tired? Why did he just fall asleep?"

"Hurry and prepare a sleeping bag for him." Fred said enthusiastically.

"I don't have a sleeping bag, so I'll make do with a sack."

As soon as the two sang and made peace, they put Percy in. As for the sack, it was kindly provided by Ginny. The little girl learned the art of transfiguration very well. She turned a sleeping bag into a sack, which was really considerate.

Without Percy's conspicuous bag, everyone was completely relaxed. Another female student president also chose to show off and sit on the ground chatting with a few close girls.

It was like a large-scale night chat around the fire. The novel experience made many people so excited that they couldn't sleep.

Anyway, tomorrow is Sunday, so I can have another day of indulgence.

Professor Flitwick came over midway, but seeing that everyone was in such high spirits, he didn’t bother him.

It wasn't until late at night, I don't know if it was two o'clock or three o'clock, that the auditorium fell silent.

It can't be regarded as silence. Many people still have the habit of snoring, especially Crabbe and Goyle. It's like a competition, one is louder than the other.

Malfoy, who was caught in the middle, looked hopeless. In the end, Wayne couldn't bear it anymore and came over to cast a silencing spell on the two of them, and he was freed.

In the next few days, there was only one topic in the school, which was how Sirius Black bypassed the layers of Dementor defenses and sneaked into Castle 19.

Everyone's speculations are roughly divided into several schools.

The first is the school of magic. Fred and George believe that Black has mastered a clever invisibility spell that even the dementors cannot detect.

The second one is the potion school. Slytherin students believe that Black has polyjuice potion or similar potion in his hand, and he took the form of other little wizards and sneaked into the castle.

Even the flying potion invented by Wayne is possible. Dementors can't even search the sky thoroughly.

The third one is the traditional secret passage school. Blake may have mastered a brand new secret passage that can sneak into the castle from far away.

Professors have nothing to do with this kind of thing, they can only wait for the heat to subside.

The Fat Lady was also found. She was hiding in a portrait of a lady on an outing on the seventh floor and refused to leave.

As a last resort, Filch could only temporarily remove the frame of her painting and search the castle for a portrait who was willing to temporarily take over her work.

In the end, it was Sir Cadogan who took over the task.

As long as they are young wizards who have taken divination classes, there is no one who is not familiar with him.

Sir Cadogan's portrait hangs on the lower floor of the Divination Tower. Every time the little wizard passes by, he will draw his knight's lance and shout an invitation to a duel. He is always full of energy.

This is very difficult for the young wizards of Gryffindor. Sir Cadogan changes his password twice every day, and people are often locked out because they forget the new password.

Especially Neville, who has a poor memory and often mixes up the passwords even when he writes them down on a piece of paper.

At the Ministry of Magic, the two Aurors kept their agreement and did not mention Wayne's arrogant attitude at all, placing all the blame on the Dementors.

Because of their negligence, Black had the opportunity to sneak into the school. Fortunately, no damage was caused, but the professors were still very angry. It was normal for the dementors to not be allowed to search.

Fudge accepted this reason, but Scrimgeour was dissatisfied.

Even though the Ministry of Magic has many problems, it is still at the helm of the wizarding world. What right does a school have to prevent law enforcement officers from entering?

Even if those so-called "law enforcement officers" are dementors, they still represent the will of the Ministry of Magic.

But he was a 'mere' director of the Auror office, so he could only suppress his dissatisfaction when the minister was not prepared to pursue the matter.

Another person who had a hard time was Harry.

Compared with being unable to remember the password, he was now being closely monitored. The teachers found various excuses to accompany him through the corridors. Percy didn't even care about his girlfriend and hung around him when there was no class.

Harry assumed it was Mrs. Weasley's order.

Professor McGonagall even wanted him to skip the latest Quidditch practice.

It was still Harry and Wood who fought hard to get the license, but she still asked Ms. Hooch to supervise the training.

After hearing what Hermione said about this, Wayne sneered at it.

Ms. Hooch's level is... let's not put it into words, she is as good as a senior like Gemini or Wood.

When Neville fell from the sky in the first grade, she didn't even know how to use a magic spell to catch him.

Apart from being a Quidditch referee, this teacher has no bright spots at all.

wrong.

Even the penalty scale has been criticized by young wizards, and Slytherin's violent fouls are always not punished accordingly.

The date of the first Quidditch match is approaching, and the weather is getting worse and worse.

In the last training before the game, Wood gathered the players together and gloated about the good news.

"Slytherin tried to change the date using similar excuses as last year, but they failed."

"Lawrence called Phoenix out directly. If anyone was sick, he would be cured immediately. Didn't you see that Snape's face was as yellow as the wallpaper?"

The team members laughed in unison.

George gloated: "They have hit a brick wall by offending Wayne. No one can control him without the principal."

George suddenly shook his head and said with some emotion: "I wonder when did Slytherin become the weakest team?"

When he said this, everyone reacted.

In the past, the last person they wanted to face was Slytherin, who had already won the championship several times.

But since Harry joined the team, they have completely won against Slytherin and have become the team that is most certain to win.

"Harry." Wood solemnly put his hand on Harry: "The tactics of this game require your cooperation."

"Say." Harry held the broom firmly.

"You won't lose to Malfoy, right? That rich young man who got into the team by spending money."

"Of course." Harry's voice was high. He could lose to anyone, but even if he died, he couldn't lose to Malfoy.

"I believe you." Wood smiled happily: "What if you continue to use your light wheel?"

Harry looked at him in confusion, and Wood explained:

"Malfoy is not as strong as you, and his broom is not much stronger. I want Angelina to use Hermione's Firebolt to maximize the score advantage. What do you think?"

"No problem." Harry agreed immediately. Angelina was pleasantly surprised and promised that he would score many goals.

The next day.

On the day of the game, the weather was extremely bad.

It was obviously morning, but there was almost no sunlight, and strong winds and heavy rain were beating against the castle that had experienced thousands of years of wind and frost.

During breakfast, the faces of the Slytherin players were as gloomy as the weather outside.

They had already guessed that today's weather would be bad, so they thought of changing the date of the game.

But Wayne Lawrence completely shattered their little plan, and even Snape was speechless.

Braving the strong wind and rain, the little wizards walked to the stadium wearing raincoats and holding umbrellas.

Wayne looked at the sky, trying to get rid of the bad weather, but it wasn't Qiu or Hufflepuff who was playing on the field, so he didn't take action.

He stretched out his hand, and a transparent light shield enveloped the Hufflepuff stand, blocking out the rain. Astoria smiled and pulled her sister to Wayne's side.

For a moment, several other colleges looked at the little badger with envy, and an idea came to their minds.

It would be great if Wayne were a student at their college, so they wouldn't have to get wet.

On the field, the game had just started, and the players' clothes were already soaked through, and they were still shivering from the cold.

At first, Li Qiaodan introduced the various parameters of the Firebolt with great interest, and was repeatedly warned by Professor McGonagall, but every time after a while, he couldn't help but go astray: "He really loves this broom."

Later, the wind and rain became stronger and stronger, and his voice became weak.

"Thank God it's not us who are playing today." Cedric sighed. He couldn't see the people on the court clearly and could only distinguish the players on both sides by their clothes and body shape.

Flying in this kind of weather is unstable, and it is even more difficult to catch the snitch.

"I can see clearly." Wayne said without blinking, "Harry and Malfoy are fighting."

"What?!"

Bang!

High in the sky, two figures, one red and one green, intertwined, and Harry punched Malfoy in the face.

In this situation, Mrs. Hooch couldn't notice their movements at all.

The two now completely forgot that their mission was to catch the Golden Snitch, and only had eyes for each other.

Malfoy screamed in pain and tugged at Harry's hair. A strong gust of wind blew and their brooms swayed, and they immediately let go of the brooms to maintain balance.

"Pote! You damn orphan, how dare you hit me! I want to tell my dad!"

"Shut up, horse shit, no one can save you now!"

From the beginning until now, Malfoy had been teasing him about Dementors all day long. Harry was so angry that he calmed down and rushed towards Malfoy.

At this time, Mrs. Hooch's whistle sounded, a flash of lightning flashed, and Harry saw Wood waving to him, gesturing for him to fall back to the ground.

"I called a timeout!" Wood yelled, leading people under a big umbrella.

"What's the score now?" Harry wiped the sweat from his face. Fortunately, Hermione had cast a waterproof spell on his glasses, otherwise he couldn't see clearly.

"Eighty to ten, a huge advantage." Wood waved his fist: "But it can't go on like this, Harry, you must catch the Golden Snitch."

"I know!" Harry responded, and everyone went up to the sky again.

Malfoy came over again, but this time Harry ignored him and patiently searched for the Snitch.

"Pote, are you looking for a dementor?"

Even after being abused a thousand times, Malfoy was still so persistent. If Harry didn't come, he would get there on his own.

The two were still entangled, and the sky became gloomier.

Wayne raised his head.

"Why does it feel like it's getting colder?" Norman sneezed. Not only him, but many little wizards also sneezed.

Such a feeling.

Another bolt of lightning flashed across, and the little wizard with good eyesight saw hundreds of figures illuminated by the lightning, and exclaimed: "Look at the sky!"

Everyone raised their heads, and hundreds of hooded dementors gathered together, like a large dark cloud, floating menacingly from a distance.

"Why are the dementors here?" Astoria hugged Wayne's arm.

"Because everyone is so happy." Wayne narrowed his eyes: "Any happy and positive emotions are the food they need to survive. The current Quidditch stadium is not suitable for

To them it is like a sumptuous banquet.

"It's amazing that I can hold it back."

There were more and more screams and exclamations. Although it was still far away from here, hundreds of dementors gathered together, and the area of ​​influence increased countless times.

Fortunately, at this moment, the brooches on many people's chests suddenly lit up, and silvery white smoke floated out, bringing warm power and dispelling the haze in people's hearts.

The players in the game were not so lucky.

Many of them also purchased protective brooches, but their usual robes were replaced by game uniforms.

Harry also saw the Dementor, and at the same time he also saw the Golden Snitch flashing in the rainstorm, appearing in the sky between him and Malfoy, and both of them spotted it.

"Pote! The dementor you fear most is here, run away!"

Malfoy's laughter spread very far, and he suddenly accelerated towards the Golden Snitch.

He also hated these monsters, but laughing at Harry seemed to give him strength, reducing the dementors' influence on him, and his flying speed increased instead of decreasing.

Put fear aside for now, winning Potter is the most important thing!

Harry had a numb look on his face and sped up, his eyes narrowed into a narrow line.

He had the same thought in his heart. Even if the Dementors came, he could not lose to Malfoy!

Lightning pierced the sky and briefly illuminated the gloomy sky. Everyone could only see the seekers of the two teams advancing instead of retreating, rushing towards the Golden Snitch from two directions.

"Faster! Faster! Harry you can do it!"

Wood roared excitedly, and the Gryffindor and Slytherin students in the stands were also cheering for their respective players.

More intense emotions broke out, and the dementors that were just floating in the sky finally couldn't bear the temptation of "delicious food" and lowered their altitude one after another.

"Harry!"

"Malfoy!"

The two of them stretched out their arms, and the gold in the air disappeared.

The next second, Malfoy roared and dived downwards without any pause, while Harry showed a victor's smile.

But then, the cold breath penetrated into his bone marrow, his brain was buzzing, and the female voice begging for mercy and the high-pitched laughter echoed in his mind.

Harry's vision went dark and he let go of the broom.

"Oh my God!"

"He fell from the sky! Save him!"

For a moment, the Quidditch field became extremely chaotic, with all kinds of shouts and screams heard endlessly.

Professor McGonagall suddenly stood up and pulled out his wand, with uncontrollable anger in his eyes.

The group of dementors were still chasing after them, gradually approaching the stands, and the weak white light could no longer stop their desire to eat.

"That's almost it."

Wayne stood up and stretched his arms upward.

"Aresto-momentum! (Fall slows down)"

Harry's descent speed suddenly slowed down, and Wayne stopped looking at him, with stars shining in his eyes.

I tricked the dog into it, and the rest...

Just kill!

"Expecto-Patronum!"

Thanks to [Cang Yue Hailan] and [Don't Want to Write a Paper] for their rewards, and also thank other readers for their great data support.

By the way, if you are used to seeing the Taiwanese translation, do you think the Simplified Chinese translation is weird?

Anyway, I feel a little uncomfortable watching Hufflepuff and Eklau. .