A Massacre Today!
Autumn was completely entangled.
Wherever she flew, Harry followed, like Bobocha's tail.
As we all know, cats and tails are two different things!
A tail can strike a cat's body unexpectedly! And cats often hold grudges against their tails.
Of course, most of the time they get along well and play a game of tag together.
Sometimes, the tail can even lull the cat to sleep.
Harry is currently in a chase with Cho, and he's quite pleased with himself, but Cho just feels annoyed.
Cho glared at Harry, but in Harry's eyes, it looked even more tender, his eyes brimming with tears.
With such heavy rain, it would be strange if there wasn't any water!
Harry's idea was actually quite simple: he was worried that Cho would fall off her broom, so he stayed by her side to protect her.
This is the legendary "carrying a girl to rank up"!
While Harry was flirting with girls, he also kept his eyes and ears open, always on guard against the Bludger, and also looking for the Golden Snitch.
Gryffindor is already seventy points behind; if they can catch the Golden Snitch, they can win the match.
Another clap of thunder sounded in my ears, followed by a forked flash of lightning.
The lightning illuminated the stands, and Harry caught a glimpse of something that completely distracted him:
The silhouette of a Dahei covered in coarse hair, Chuchu visible against the sky, sat in the top row of empty seats in the Gryffindor stands.
Ron sat not far from the Dahei.
"Ron!" Harry exclaimed, remembering Trelawney's Prophecy about Ron.
Even if Ron didn't have tinnitus lately, he wouldn't have been able to hear such loud thunder at all.
Harry's numb hands slid across the flying broomstick, and his Nimbus 1700 plummeted a few feet.
He brushed his wet bangs away from his eyes and glanced sideways at the stands.
The Dahei is gone.
"Harry!" Wood's dissatisfied shout came from the Gryffindor goal.
"Harry, the Golden Snitch!!"
Harry looked around in alarm and realized that Cho, whom he had been following closely throughout the entire match, had broken away and was soaring into the sky.
--The Golden Snitch was circling there!
Harry lay sprawled on his flying broomstick, spinning as he hurtled toward the Golden Snitch.
He accelerated to his maximum speed.
Further away, William and Alicia are fighting over a Quaffle.
Taking advantage of the rain obscuring her vision, Alicia secretly raised her elbow, intending to give William a slap.
Get revenge for that wrong pass at the beginning!
Who is William?
During the time loop, he and Charlie spent several years learning fouling techniques.
He knew all about staged accidents, fake falls, dirty tricks, groping, and other such tactics by heart.
He doesn't usually use it because his strength is enough to overwhelm the opponent, so there's no need to break the rules.
He suddenly raised the Quaffle, and that was the end of Alicia's story; her iron elbow struck it.
Madam Hooch blew her whistle, but William and Alicia pretended not to hear and continued their fight!
Suddenly, William looked up at the sky.
The wind and rain were dark and gloomy.
Dark clouds are rolling in!
At least fifty Dementor appeared in the clouds and charged toward the arena.
Harry convulsed, and he heard shouts again.
"Please... you... must... kiss him!" William's voice rang out.
"As you wish!" Tom said.
Then,
A flash of green light appeared.
Harry had a splitting headache; he desperately wanted to see the entire memory.
Did Voldemort actually kiss him?
This is very important!
That was his first kiss.
Autumn was less than five meters away from the Golden Snitch.
She glanced down and saw Harry, who had been chasing her, suddenly convulse, vibrating on his flying broomstick, and foaming at the mouth.
Then,
He fell headfirst down.
"..."
Has the illness already started?!
Harry is definitely sick.
How pitiful!
Cho gritted his teeth, abandoned his attempt to catch the Golden Snitch, and, wielding his flying broom, chased after Harry.
A fall from a height of tens of meters would turn a person into a meat sandwich.
Autumn swooped down from the sky, her speed undiminished, and when she was only seven or eight meters above the ground, she finally grabbed Harry by the collar.
The two were very close to the Hufflepuff stands.
Cedric had already pushed past the young wizard, leaped up from the stands, and rushed over.
He raised his wand and, as he ran, cast Slowing Charm on the two of them.
The broom finally slowed down, and at three meters above the ground, Cho threw Harry to the ground. Cedric swung his wand and completely subdued Harry.
Qiu jumped off the broom, rolled on the ground, and used the force to bounce back and deflect the impact, her body drawing a straight line in the mud, her sky-blue long skirt covered in mud.
Qiu stood up, patted the mud off her clothes, glanced at the sky, and sighed silently.
"Are you alright?" Cedric asked, carrying Harry in her arms as she approached.
"He's alright, but Harry's passed out," Cho said haphazardly. "He probably has pneumonia and is having trouble breathing. He needs CPR."
"Me?" Cedric exclaimed in panic.
Qiu rolled her eyes and said, "If it wasn't you, who else could it be but me!"
Cho suddenly realized that pairing Cedric and Harry together... was actually quite appealing.
Above the sky
Fifty or sixty Dementor attacked William and Arya.
Among them were also quite a few small Dementor.
They look like they were just bred.
Is it that fast?
Dementor reproduce at a rate similar to that of bacteria.
Arya finally snatched the Quaffle, and when she looked up, she saw dozens of Dementor attacking her.
She screamed and hurled the Quaffle.
William, stinging from the sudden gust of wind and rain hitting his face, waved his wand. "Expecto Patronum!"
A silver eagle emerged from the wand.
Alicia stood frozen, too afraid to move, as the eagle swooped down right over her head, ruffling her curly hair.
The eagle, imbued with astonishing magic, pressed against a Dementor, unstoppable.
Glancing at the Dementor were disrupting the match, Dumbledore stood up and let out a heavy, cold snort, which sounded particularly jarring amidst the muffled thud of the rain.
Laifu ignored his warnings and took it upon himself to issue the command for the Dementor to reproduce.
"Go, Fawkes!" Dumbledore, suppressing his anger.
Fawkes spread its wings and flew toward the Dementor, which spewed forth crimson-gold flames.
The Dementor scattered and fled.
Now that we're here, do we think we can escape?
William pointed his wand at the sky.
Thunder sound,
It instantly drowned out the sound of the wind and rain.
All the young wizards looked up, fearfully gazing at William in mid-air.
He held the wand in his right hand and flicked it.
A particularly thick blue beam rolled and surged among the clouds, gliding and swirling freely.
In an instant, it transformed into a net of lightning, covering the Dementor that wanted to leave and preventing them from flying into the sky.
Dozens of Patronus appeared in the Quidditch arena, guarding the four sides and preventing the Dementor from breaking through from the side.
These are the professors' Patronus.
Clearly, there was a massacre today!
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