Magic held Harry up, slowing his fall, which had been caused by Newton's first law, and he drifted down like a falling leaf.
Harry landed safely, but his Nimbus had flown off somewhere unknown.
No one cared about that now. The Quidditch players still on the pitch landed and gathered around Harry.
The dark clouds dispersed, and the heavy rain stopped with them. Sunlight finally poured down from behind them.
"The match is over." Madam Hooch blew her whistle. "Cedric Diggory has caught the Golden Snitch. Hufflepuff wins."
Cedric held the Golden Snitch, looking utterly bewildered. He had only just caught it.
Professor McGonagall's voice rang out as well.
"Everyone, back to the Castle, now! The match is over!"
Then Professor McGonagall appeared on the pitch, conjured a stretcher with a wave of her wand, and placed Harry on it.
Dumbledore had vanished by the time Harry landed safely. No one knew where he had gone, but everyone had clearly seen the fury on his face.
The Dementors' intrusion onto the pitch during an ongoing Quidditch match had clearly crossed the headmaster's bottom line.
Su Er put his wand away. Before leaving, he glanced at the pitch. Cedric was holding the Golden Snitch and saying something to Madam Hooch, while Wood stood rooted to the spot, looking utterly hopeless.
He was indeed hopeless. Hufflepuff had won, beating Gryffindor by a hundred points. Under Quidditch rules, they had to defeat Ravenclaw and Slytherin in their next matches, and Hufflepuff had to lose to Ravenclaw by at least two hundred points.
Only then would Gryffindor have a chance to win the House Cup in the final points tally.
With odds like that, they might as well try seeing whether they could keep their souls under a Dementor's Kiss.
Su Er could not