Chapter 101: Shadows on the court (top)

"I'll try it. Eight? One? Chinese website? ≥≠≈≥=≤=≈"
Hermione came over with her cloak all the way, and she said softly, because of Ron, the meeting time was actually greatly reduced, and before Harry’s position was on Ron’s side, he didn’t think of Hermione. Will come to help him.
"Thank you." Harry Nane said, the atmosphere awkward, and passed his glasses.
"I just contributed to my college and friends." Hermione took the glasses, tapped Harry's glasses with her wand, and said, "Waterproof and moisture-proof!" "Okay!" she said. Return the glasses to Harry. "Water won't hinder your glasses!" Wood looked aside, as if he saw an angel, and wished to rush up to give her a hug immediately.
As for Slytherin, it is much quieter. The general physical qualities here are stronger than those of the opponents, and the various equipment that someone has arranged for them minimizes the impact of heavy rain on them.
"How, the opponents tied you with the most common equipment, are you proud?" Malfoy glanced at the Slytherin players, even Marcus Flint, who was already in seventh grade, as the captain, in In front of him, he could not help but shudder, daring not to refute.
"But it's not satisfactory." Then he nodded again and said: "At least they didn't let them the thieves now."
"Then you will continue to play your advantage. The longer Gryffindor's team drags us, the better we will be." Malfoy said, waving a wand and beckoning a red-orange flame. It is indefinite in a dark environment, with soft light and temperature.
"Come on, you guys, I think even advanced equipment can't completely resist all rain." Malfoy said while controlling the flame, surrounded by all the players around, and dried those quilts. Where the rain was wet and the protective gear did not prevent it, the team members felt that their bodies had returned to a warm state, which was awesome.
"Germany." Pansy also wanted to ask other questions, such as tactics or something, but was distracted by Malfoy's reminder.
"Mrs. Huo Qi's whistle has started, go up quickly." He reminded.
All the players returned to the sky with the whistle again.
Looking at the afterimages on the court, Malfoy was a little fascinated. In fact, he was not interested in these activities at all. Even if Pansy sometimes asked him to help the team, he generally just wanted to mean something. There is not much interest, but this year is different. Whether it is this game or the future Quidditch Cup, he has a reason for Slytherin to win.
"There is a dangerous man here." While thinking, Malfoy's eyes crossed the audience and saw the students waving their flags for the team they supported. Even if the sound of wind and rain blocked their cheering, they still still. Hoarse.
By the way, there is also a girl with a lion-head shaped hat cheering for the college that is not where she is. The hat screams from time to time, and a vacuum zone is formed around her. The students and Not happy to stand with her.
Malfoy's gaze didn't stop in the first few rows, but directly directed to the last row. A huge black dog with thick hair was staying there, paws on the front chair, and his head was concentrated. Watching the game in the sky.
"It's really touching feelings." Malfoy's mouth twitched a weird arc, I don't know whether it was emotions or other emotions, "In terms of blood relationship, it looks like you are still my elders. When I see you again, maybe I will be a little disrespectful." Today is not suitable for taking some of his plans for Black, because he has more important things.
At this moment, there was a burst of exclamation in the audience, Malfoy saw the black dog standing upright, his eyes looking straight at the sky, full of eager expression, it is difficult to imagine a The black dog's eyes could be filled with so many emotions, and then the black dog immediately returned to its original state, and then jumped off the seat, and unwillingly rushed in the other direction. At least as a dog, its He couldn’t act too abnormally, he couldn’t get people to notice him, but Lupin recognized his Animagus, he could only bear the worry about Harry now, and left temporarily, he could only now Hope in Dumbledore that this respectable headmaster will not hurt Harry.
"Did you finally do it? Dementors?" Malfoy sneered. Today may be the last time all Dementors appear publicly in front of humans.
On the field.
Harry's numb hands slid on the flying broom, his light wheel 2ooo fell a few feet, he saw the big dog in the auditorium just now, symbolizing the ominous and dead big dog, he put The wet tassel flew away from his eyes and squinted at the grandstand. The dog is gone.
He had no time to care about the dog anymore, because the flashing golden patches attracted all his attention. "Golden Snitch!" His heart thumped. He controlled the broom to chase the gold.
However, something strange happened. There was a silence caused by timidity in the stepped stands around the runway; although the wind was still as strong as before, the roar was forgotten, as if someone had turned off the wind, as if Harry was suddenly deaf-what happened What happened? Then a familiar and terrible cold wave hit him again, inside his body, when he just felt something moving on the court below. Harry had no time to think~EbookFREE.me~ Move your eyes away from the golden snitch and look down.
At least one hundred dementors stood underneath, and their faces hidden under the headscarf were all facing him. It seemed as if frozen water rose from his chest, cutting his internal organs. Then he heard the voice again.. Someone was moaning, moaning in his head. A woman... "Don't move Harry. Don't move Harry, please don't move Harry!" "Go aside, you This stupid woman...go aside, now..." "Don't move Harry, please don't, take me, kill me!"
Harry was numb with his head and white with mist. What was he doing? Why was he flying? He had to help her... She was going to die... She was going to be murdered... He was falling down, it was cold there Falling in the mist. "Don't move Harry! Please don't move.. Compassion.. Compassion.."
A sharp voice was laughing, the woman was screaming, and Harry knew nothing. "Fortunately, the ground is so soft." "I thought he would die." "But he didn't even break his glasses." Harry heard these people whispering, but they didn't understand what they were saying. He didn't know where he was, how he got here, or what he was doing before he got here. All he knew was that he was in pain all over, as if he had been beaten. "This is the most terrible thing I have ever seen in my life." The most terrible... the most terrifying thing... the black shadow in the headscarf... cold... screaming... (to be continued)