Chapter 317 The rage that even the storm cannot extinguish

Rice walked into the Quidditch pitch with the two little girls and found a seat in the auditorium of Slytherin House.

Because it rained today, a canopy was set up on the stands, but there were still many fine raindrops blown into the stands by the wind. Fortunately, the stands of Slytherin House were in a leeward position, and the rain that came in was slightly less.

Les waved his wand and cleared the water stains from the seat, then sat in. The surroundings were gradually crowded with little wizards who were wet by the water. They were wrapped in thick cloaks and held up umbrellas one after another, trying their best to resist the wind and rain outside.

"Is there a spell to make the weather better?" Daphne looked at the bad weather outside the stands and frowned - no one could maintain a good mood in this kind of weather.

"Yes." Les glanced at the sky, then looked towards the Hufflepuff stand opposite, and sure enough he saw a familiar figure at the front of the stand.

If he dispersed the cumulonimbus clouds in the sky, Helga would probably be very unhappy, and she pointed to the heavy rain as bringing victory to the Hufflepuff team.

Daphne blinked: Does such a spell really exist? Can even this level of rain be dispersed?

At this time, a sharp whistle came from the field, and a burst of cheers erupted in the stadium that was enough to cover the sound of the wind and rain - the game began.

The Gryffindor and Hufflepuff players turned into small red and yellow dots, racing through the air at high speed.

The effect of the Gryffindor team's hard training before was reflected. At the beginning of the game, the heavy rain falling from the sky could not stop their fierce offensive. The Gryffindor team once led the Hufflepuff team by as much as fifty points. .

But as their uniforms were soaked by the rain and their joints became stiff from the cold, the gap between the two teams quickly narrowed - with the blessing of the waterproof spell, the Hufflepuff team members still maintained good condition.

Wood was the first to sense something was wrong.

As a goalkeeper, he can clearly feel the intensification of the opponent's offensive, and the score gap between the two teams is gradually narrowing.

‘Strange, why? ’ Wood couldn’t understand why the Hufflepuff guys seemed not to be disturbed by the heavy rain?

He began to observe the Hufflepuff players carefully, and then he saw an astonishing scene: Cadwallader, the Hufflepuff team's batter, fell from his own after hitting a powerful and heavy ball. He took out a small bottle from his arms and poured something into it.

Wood:! ! !

His anger was suddenly ignited: OK, let’s take medicine, right? I said, how do you become more courageous as you fight? !

He called a timeout without hesitation, then rushed to Cadwallader's side on his broom, dragging the confused man to Mrs. Hooch's side.

"He took his medication illegally! This is a foul!" Wood almost roared.

"I drank cold medicine!" Not to be outdone, Cadwallader directly handed the small bottle in his arms to Mrs. Huo Qi, "There is no rule that says you are not allowed to drink cold medicine, right?"

Mrs. Hooch checked the contents of the bottle, and then took it to the sidelines for identification by the professors watching the game. After discovering that it was really just ordinary cold medicine, she returned the bottle to Cadwallader. .

The game continued, and the Gryffindor team also received a penalty due to Wood's timeout. Zachary Smith tied the game with a tricky angled shot.

After learning that the score was tied, the Hufflepuff audience burst into thunderous cheers. Helga even jumped up, jumping up and down like the students around her, as excited as a child.

A question mark slowly appeared on the forehead of Professor Sprout sitting next to her: The score was tied, how could Professor White be more excited than himself, the Head of Hufflepuff? Could it be that she was once a Hufflepuff graduate?

Dumbledore didn't introduce much about Helga's identity and background, so Sprout didn't know that Helga was actually self-taught. However, after seeing her dress and performance at the competition, Professor Sprout boldly speculated that Professor White was actually a Hufflepuff.

This guess is actually correct, she is indeed a Hufflepuff.

From a fifty-point lead to a tie, the Gryffindor team's players' mentality underwent a subtle change. In short, they started to get impatient. Everyone, including Harry, sped up, and for a moment the Gryffindor team regained the advantage.

But this advantage was based on impatience, and they soon suffered a bitter pill: Hufflepuff took the lead in a beautiful counterattack!

A wave of cheers erupted from the audience again. Except for Gryffindor House, the other three houses were extremely happy. Needless to say, there is no need to say more about Hufflepuff House. Slytherin House was laughing like crazy when they saw their old enemy defeated. Ravenclaw House was also happy about such a wonderful reversal.

Intense and thick emotions filled the Quidditch pitch at Hogwarts, like boiling water. The stadium at this moment was like a boiling hot pot, spreading the "aroma" far away.

In normal times, it would have been a little noisy at most, but it was different now. There were hundreds of dementors stationed around Hogwarts.

The happiness on the Quidditch pitch has a fatal attraction for them, who feed on emotions. Unfortunately, there has been a shortage of logistical supplies provided by the Ministry of Magic for the Dementors recently, leaving all the Dementors stationed outside Hogwarts in a state of hunger. This puts them on the edge of losing control.

From the beginning of the game, the Dementors became restless. When the Hufflepuff team completed its comeback and the joy burst out, the Dementors could no longer suppress their inner desires.

The desire for emotion overcame their reverence for magic, and the dementors gathered together, crossed the previously established boundaries, and began to march collectively towards Hogwarts.

Wherever they went, cold air overflowed, the rain in the sky turned into ice slag, and the vegetation on the ground was first covered with a layer of frost, and then covered by ice. The evil aura began to overflow uncontrollably and enveloped the Hogwarts Quidditch pitch.

The little wizards who were immersed in joy did not notice anything unusual, but Les and Helga in the Hufflepuff stands were keenly aware of the strangeness in the air.

The two of them narrowed their eyes and looked into the distance at the same time. Soon, they identified the source of the strangeness: hundreds of dark creatures that had crossed the borders of Hogwarts and were rushing toward them.

A fire of anger suddenly ignited in Les's heart, and even the violent storm could not extinguish it.

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The first update is here~

I will continue to write the next update, but it will most likely have to wait until the evening.