Chapter 102: Shadow on the court (below)

"Oh my god, what's that!" The crowd in the auditorium began to irritate. They saw some creatures that were impossible and should not appear on the field. They should have been rejected by Hogwarts' big iron gate. Outside evil creatures floated above the court. The dense black cloak covered the sky and blocked the faint light. The ruined and dry palms were disgusting and terrifying. Many students just saw these creatures for a moment. I felt cold all over my body, as if all the joys were sucked away, my legs were soft, and I might faint at any moment in the next moment. Bayi Chinese ??Wenwang??≥=≠≤≥≤≤≤≥≤≤≠
Malfoy watched silently, Pansy was able to protect himself, he did not worry, and now the most powerful white sorcerer rushed to the stadium quickly, just swiping the wand at will with his wrist, he would fall in a hurry. Using a gentle force to lift it, it seems to be covered with an invisible layer of cotton underneath.
The team of school doctors came almost immediately and sent the stretcher up, thanks to Ron. Since the last accident, Hogwarts has trained for students like this. The first-aid team members came in handy so quickly.
Subsequently, Dumbledore waved his wand, chanting a spell in his mouth, and his long silver beard danced with the wind, and became more majestic under the intermittent thunder and lightning. This is also a portrayal of his anger. It was a battle against Death Eaters, and he always seemed calm and never lost his mind.
But now it is different, this group of monsters threatens his students.
The audience only saw the extremely dark sky light up for a moment, and the dazzling light momentarily blinded everyone for a few seconds.
An imaginary figure appeared in the sky. The huge silver-white patron saint glared light, which was especially noticeable under the dark sky. This is the patron saint of Dumbledore, a silver phoenix. The students had never seen Dumbledore so irritated. Even the mischief at various festivals and the school rules violated by the students would never make him smile on his face that had always been smiling.
Hundreds of dementors are invisible in front of Dumbledore’s patron saint. The patron saint of ordinary people can only drive this group of abominable creatures, but Dumbledore is different. His name is a symbol of strength. After encountering the silver flame spitting out of the Phoenix, the Soul Monster can only accept the only result-death.
A spot of silver-white flame drifted over the court. After encountering the dementor's body, it suddenly gleamed with silver, and then spread out. Then the dementor contaminated with Mars seemed to be added with a combustion aid. Like a petrol barrel, with a bang, it burned into a huge silver-white fireball, and then burst apart, just like a gorgeous firework, and a dementor burst with this scene of fireworks, It turned into nothingness, as if it had never appeared in this world, leaving no trace.
The fearless dementors panicked. For the first time, they encountered the existence of people who could threaten their lives. Rabbits died and sorrows. They saw their fellow races burning in the air and died. They often brought fear and darkness to them. Maybe they were ugly in themselves. For the first time in his life, he tasted the so-called fear and fear.
They fled and fled without any choice. The black robe rattled in the storm, and occasionally a few netted fish that rushed to the auditorium were also scattered by the silver light of Lupin's cane.
In less than a few minutes, all the dementors returned to where they should stay, their courage had been frightened. No, it's all the survivors of Dementors. The Dementors that were just filling the sky just now are not much.
If you make a mistake, you have to pay a price.
The farce ended faster than everyone thought.
"It's a lovely kitten, a very good patron saint." Dumbledore's gentle voice suddenly sounded behind Pansy's, and his gentle and kind eyes stared at Pansy's cane tip, with a silvery white cat floating on it , Wearing a smooth fur, psychic eyes stared at him, and suddenly he fangs his teeth, demonstrating his tail.
By now, his angry expression had completely disappeared, as if his face had always been so calm before. Only those who had experienced it personally would know how his behavior just caused a storm.
"This is just what others taught me." Pansy was somewhat at a loss and looked away, daring not to look directly at Dumbledore's eyes.
Although most Slytherin students do not like Dumbledore very much, they will still feel a little overwhelmed after being praised. Compared with his status, it is quite unusual.
"Oh, you caught the golden thief, it's nice." Dumbledore smiled at the moment, twisting his silver beard.
This made her even more embarrassed. The little head that had originally looked away was buried in his chest, afraid of being seen by others.
This riot also allowed Slytherin students to truly visualize Dumbledore’s strength. Apart from some pure blood students, some students valued strength, no matter how the outside world rendered Dumbledore’s achievements and achievements. The invincible magic of the world is better than seeing it with your own eyes.
They now unanimously feel that this annoying old man is also more pleasing to the eye.
"Except Harry~EbookFREE.me~ you are not injured, which is a good thing." Then he glanced around with his blue eyes, and once again showed a gratifying smile.
"Professor..." Angelina of the Gryffindor team wanted to speak, but was interrupted by Wood's hand. His expression was a little trance, but at this moment he was desperate to concentrate himself.
"I know what you want to say now, but if you lose, you lose. Do you want them to look down on us more? The students of Gryffindor won't be able to lose." Wood's voice was a trance, even though he said so But anyone could hear the unwillingness in his tone.
This time, all Gryffindor players were silent for a moment. They knew that Wood is actually more painful than any of them.
"The game is now over." Dumbledore looked at the audience. After applying magic, his thick voice echoed across the stadium at the moment, giving all teachers and students present a sense of relief, watching the students. After leaving the stadium in an orderly manner, he dragged his large gray robe and walked step by step toward his office.
He only knows one thing now, and he needs to talk to Fudge. (To be continued.)