Chapter 213 Haze
High above Hogwarts.
A pitch-black bat flew among the Dementors, and a strange chill penetrated its head, making it feel that its vision became blurred and white, as if there was frost and white fog everywhere.
These Dementors were actually agitated at this time, running all over the sky above Hogwarts, and it was difficult to hide... Meka Anders frowned and thought, looking at the Dementors that pounced in front of him, flapped his wings, and suddenly flew over.
But the chill still affected his flight, making him overwhelmed, and even his wings felt frozen.
If this continued, if it really delayed time, causing all the students and professors of Hogwarts to be poisoned, then the consequences... Meka thought about it and suddenly closed his eyes.
The next moment, the bat suddenly opened a pair of yellow-green vertical pupils.
It seemed that a surging sound came from the body, and a heat accompanied by the surging basilisk blood drove away all the chill.
The basilisk bloodline is actually useful. It can fight against this kind of coldness. It is an unexpected gain... Maeka was delighted. His eyes swept over a group of Dementors. His wings moved, and a surge of power and heat poured into them.
Maeka rarely burst out at full speed. He found that under the active stimulation of the basilisk bloodline, his speed was increased again. His figure instantly shuttled through the torn Dementors.
Swish! It was like a silver lightning flashed and disappeared.
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Swish! The golden light passed by.
It's a pity. I should have acted slower to avoid such a violent reaction... Harry took a deep breath, followed the golden snitch with his eyes, and held the broom tightly with both hands.
He turned the direction and the wind beside his ears became fierce again, blowing his ears painfully. The whole person chased the golden snitch.
"Don't think about being faster than me..." With a whoosh, a tall and thin figure suddenly appeared in front of him.
Harry looked over and saw that it was Gabriel Morey from Ravenclaw. He was looking at the Snitch with a focused look.
This is much more civilized than the people from Slytherin. If it was a Slytherin Chaser, he would try to knock me down now... Harry looked at him and couldn't help but grin: "Let's wait and see who is faster..."
He pulled the broom and fell straight down from the sky. The green grass was infinitely enlarged in front of him.
The Snitch was also galloping on the grass. Because of its high speed, it actually scraped a layer of grass leaves on the ground and even splashed a little dirt.
Harry suddenly stopped before it came into close contact with the ground, and made an extremely difficult extreme drift. With a rustle, he scraped a piece of grass leaves, one of which fell on his nose, which was a little itchy.
But he didn't care about these at all, because the Snitch was already very close.
"This is..." Harry suddenly raised his eyebrows.
Gasiel Morey's figure suddenly fell from a height and appeared where the Golden Snitch went, forming an encirclement of the Golden Snitch with himself.
"Harry Potter." Gasiel Morey looked at him with a sharp gaze: "I, Ravenclaw, will definitely get the trophy for this competition!"
What a coincidence... Harry also smiled and said: "I think Gryffindor will win the trophy."
"Let's see..." Gasiel Morey turned his eyes to the Golden Snitch.
Harry watched the distance between him and Gasiel Morey suddenly shorten from about 200 meters to more than 30 meters, and the Golden Snitch was just in the middle.
This is not easy. He had to turn around the moment he caught the Golden Snitch, otherwise he would collide with Gasiel Morey. This speed is not a joke... Harry couldn't help but take a deep breath.
Come on! He shouted in his heart.
Whoosh! ! The strong wind filled his mouth and nose!
Harry's face was shaking wildly in the wind. He gritted his teeth, his cheeks were swollen by the wind, and he could hardly breathe.
But he did not retreat. Instead, he held his breath and increased his speed!
He clasped the broom with his right hand and exerted his greatest strength. He freed his left hand and stretched it out slowly.
At the same time, another hand suddenly appeared in Harry's vision and grabbed the Golden Snitch at the other end!
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The corner of the corridor on the right side of the auditorium.
A black rat covered in blood, with its hands behind its back, hid behind a stone pillar, watching the scene of the Golden Snitch being snatched in the white light curtain in front of it, and actually made a human voice:
"It's too late..." It squinted and smiled:
"Even with your Animagus speed, it's impossible to reach the Quidditch field from here."
"What's more, the group of Dementors suddenly became agitated. Under their interference, you can get there within a minute, which is already very good."
Boguna stared at the two hands grabbing the Golden Snitch in the light curtain, as if he had seen the scene of the smoke floating in the sky, and couldn't help licking his lips:
"I really want to see your face when you get there and see that everything has become a foregone conclusion."
It lowered its head to look at the wound on its body, and its eyes became fierce:
"But all this is what you deserve."
"The tragedy of the entire Hogwarts is caused by you - I will let you know this."
In the light curtain, the Golden Snitch has already found a home.
The black-haired boy dove forward and brushed past the tall and thin opponent, falling off his broom. But despite his embarrassment, he smiled because he was holding a golden snitch in his hand.
But soon, he looked confused.
Because the Golden Snitch suddenly clicked and turned into the size of a baby's fist, but at this moment, the transformation is still not over. The Golden Snitch's ball body is still squirming and expanding, faintly glowing scarlet, as if it is turning into something else...
"It's over, the whole Hogwarts is over..." Boguna felt extremely happy and laughed: "As long as..."
Suddenly, it looked startled:
"How is that possible?!"
I saw a silver ray of light falling from the sky in the light curtain!
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"This is?!"
A silver light flashed away.
In the stands, Professor McGonagall suddenly stood up.
The cheers for Gryffindor House stopped at this moment, and everyone looked towards the center of the stadium.
On the lawn in the center of the stadium, Harry felt a flash of silver light in front of his eyes, and vaguely caught a glimpse of a sharp head wrapped with silver wires. It was almost like an hallucination, and it disappeared in an instant. This made him startled, and his hand suddenly felt light. , looked down again.
The golden snitch that was changing in his hand was gone.
"What happened? The Golden Snitch suddenly disappeared, and what happened to the Golden Snitch just now?" Harry frowned.
He raised his head and looked around, his eyes stagnant.
A silver light flashed again, and a golden sphere fell from the sky and landed on Professor Dumbledore's hand in the stands.
"oh?"
Professor Dumbley looked at the crazily squirming and expanding Golden Snitch in his hand, narrowed his eyes, and a burst of light emitted from his hand, suppressing the expansion of the Golden Snitch.
He picked up the Golden Snitch and looked at it, and found that a small piece on the side had turned into glass. There was a scarlet but well-layered solution swaying in it. Part of it was hanging on the glass and seemed to be very sticky.
While he was looking at it, Madam Pomfrey's frightened voice suddenly came to his ears:
"Professor! This is the blood of the Poison Leopard!"
Professor Dumbledore turned his head sharply and saw Madam Pomfrey's forehead was deeply wrinkled and she looked worried.
He asked, "Are you sure, Madam Pomfrey?"
"...sure." Pomfrey took a deep breath, stared at the scarlet on the side of the golden snitch, and said:
"After examining a few children a few days ago, I went to look up information on this creature."
"Once the poisonous leopard's blood leaves the body, it will be layered. Each layer has a different degree of scarlet. The blood itself is extremely viscous and will hang on the wall of the cup when it is put into it..."
"This is the blood of the Poison Leopard..."
"Venom leopard blood?" Professor McGonagall looked shocked and walked over.
Pomfrey had already taken the golden snitch, looked at it carefully, and his expression became even more ugly:
"The black and white-spotted fragments... also contain the root of Sophora japonica. After combining with the blood of the Poison Leopard, once it is opened and exposed to the air, it will explode violently and form a large amount of smoke."
"If this is opened here, many people in the entire Quidditch stadium will be poisoned. If it is opened above the stadium, then..."
"Then most people on the entire Quidditch field will be hit?" Professor McGonagall added with a frown.
Madam Pomfrey nodded: "The form of this explosion will be very weird. It may not be big, but the smoke will be overwhelming, and it may be comparable to a fire that spreads all over the Quidditch pitch..."
Professor Dumbledore also frowned, then relaxed quickly.
He looked up and looked around, didn't see the silver figure, and suddenly smiled.
It seems that someone has done something good and still doesn't want to leave his name.
Professor Dumbledore looked at Madam Pomfrey again and said, "Mrs. Pomfrey, I will leave this Golden Snitch to you to handle properly."
Madam Pomfrey responded: "Okay..."
Before he finished speaking, a scream sounded!
Professor Dumbledore turned his head and looked down.
In the student stand on one side, a girl wearing Hufflepuff robes was lying on the ground, vomiting a large mouthful of blood, and her entire shoulders were shaking continuously, as if she was in great pain.
But the matter was not over yet, there were screams in the stands.
There were actually many people forming a circle in the entire stands, and it seemed that the same thing was happening.
Professor Dumbledore looked at this scene and his smile suddenly faded away.
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