Chapter 404 Kangna’s Patron Saint

In the second week after school started, a rematch between Gryffindor and Slytherin began, and Slytherin won.

According to Fred and George, Harry wanted to ask Professor McGonagall for his Firebolt, but was rejected.

Although this game is related to whether Gryffindor can finally win the Quidditch Cup, for Harry's safety, Professor McGonagall would not agree to let him take it away for once.

And his Nimbus 2000 has not been repaired yet. In desperation, Harry can only ride a shooting star on the field...an antique product in the broom room of Hogwarts, used exclusively for first-year flying lessons.

To be honest, the biggest advantage of this kind of broom is that you don't have to feel bad if it breaks.

When Kyle saw the broom in Harry's hand, he knew Gryffindor was doomed.

The fact was just as he thought, Slytherin won a great victory. When Malfoy caught the Golden Snitch, Harry was still moving forward with a squeaking sound behind him.

The Slytherin stands suddenly erupted in deafening cheers, but Gryffindor was silent.

Oliver Wood didn't look at Marcus's ecstatic face, and silently left the field with his broom, and other team members followed him.

Although it is a bit unkind to say this, it is good news for Hufflepuff, or it is good news for the remaining three houses.

If there is no problem with Firebolt, then with the fastest broom in the world, Gryffindor will definitely become an unbeatable team.

But today they only scored 30 points, which was almost equivalent to missing a game. This undoubtedly gave other teams a chance to breathe.

"The next game is the key. No matter what, we can't let them open too many points!"

In the common room, Cedric said excitedly: "It doesn't matter even if we lose one game. As long as we surpass Gryffindor in the final total score, we can still win the championship!"

"Captain, are you too nervous?" Mikel said nonchalantly, "Isn't there something wrong with the Firebolt? It's just an old shooting star... I dare say that Gryffindor must be the bottom team this year. "

"It's not a problem, it's just a suspicion. The professor is checking it out."

Cedric corrected: "And I saw that Professor McGonagall looked very ugly today, so this process will probably end early.

At least until next month when we play Gryffindor, the results will definitely come out, and there is a high probability that it will appear on the field. "

Mikel sat up slightly, "Is the news reliable?"

"Think about it carefully." Cedric glanced at him, "Professor McGonagall, Professor Flitwick, Ms. Hooch, what kind of curse can be hidden from them... If there was a problem, it would have been checked long ago. Out.

The reason it took so long was simply that the professors wanted to make sure nothing went wrong. "

"Then..." Mikel frowned, "Then I will keep an eye on Potter and interfere with him snatching the Golden Snitch."

"No!"

Cedric shook his head.

"If it's Nimbus 2000, it's still possible, but Firebolt... to be honest, the speed of the Bludger can't catch up with it at all.

As far as I know, the Quidditch World Cup has produced new Bludgers and Golden Snitches because of this broomstick, but these are only for the game and the school definitely does not have them. "

"Then what should we do, just watch him grab the Golden Snitch?" Mikel punched the sofa.

"My plan is for everyone except me to give up the Golden Snitch. You and Will..." Cedric looked at the other batter and said solemnly: "You two don't need to worry about me the whole time. Just protect Kyle and help him score.

No matter what, keep the Bludgers five feet away from him. "

Give up the Golden Snitch...

When Seeker Cedric said these words, everyone fell silent.

This means that they will give up the rhythm of the game, hand over the initiative to the opponent, and fall into a completely passive situation.

It's okay to have an advantage, but if not, Gryffindor can rack up points as much as they want, or even directly seal the victory in one game.

If this is the case, they dare not think about what will happen...

"Isn't it too risky?" Batter Will frowned.

"That's the only way we can win."

Cedric said, "I believe in Kyle. He is the best Chaser in all of Hogwarts, bar none...I am willing to take a risk."

The team fell into silence again.

"I hope there's something wrong with that Firebolt..." Grace, a new Chaser this year, suddenly said softly.

Kyle, who was sitting at the far end, took a deep breath and said nothing.

It's a bit stressful...

For this reason, Kyle must not be able to escape the training time three times a week. Coupled with the Charms and Transfiguration Club, his time is fully booked.

Even the special training for Kangna on the Patronus Charm could only be postponed to weekend mornings.

After Cedric learned the news, he followed it a few times, but as Kyle said before, the Patronus would not be of any help to him now.

After trying a few times, he gave up.

Unconsciously, it was February, and the bitterly cold weather did not change at all. The game with Gryffindor was approaching day by day. Professor McGonagall still did not return the Firebolt to Harry, but at the same time, she did not take it away.

Third graders Hannah and Susan helped find out...

They said that every time Harry finished his Transfiguration class, he would ask Professor McGonagall about the Firebolt.

They paid attention to Professor McGonagall's answer. So far, most of the usual spells had been tested, and it seemed that only one throwing spell remained.

This is not exactly good news.

However, Kangna's special training was a different story. Her Patronus Charm improved rapidly, and by the fourth time, she had already caught up with Cedric.

In the sky above the Room of Requirement, two groups of silver light, one large and one small, were chasing each other.

The big one is Kyle's patron saint, and the smaller one is naturally Conner's.

Her patronus is only the size of a fist. Although it is only an outline, the wings and antennae can be clearly seen.

"It seems to be a butterfly..."

Kyle said, "Of course, we don't rule out other possibilities, such as insects with the shape of the ghost-faced hawkmoth..."

Before he could finish speaking, a book flew over to him.

Connor gave Kyle an annoyed look.

She had seen that creature in a book.

Judging from the shape alone, it is not inferior to the dementors at all, especially the skull-like markings. Kangna feels uncomfortable just thinking about it.

If that were the case, she would rather her patronus be a toad or a caterpillar.

Kyle smiled. He was obviously joking just now. Judging from the size of the outline of the wings, it was certain that it was a butterfly.

By this time, the special training that lasted for nearly a month was basically over. The next thing Kangna had to face was the same problem as Cedric, how to turn the silhouette into a real patron saint.

This was also the most difficult step. Cedric worked hard for a month and made almost no progress.

But if it's just to deal with the dementors, it's enough now. This ball of light is enough to make them run around.

So Kyle put away his Patronus and left the Room of Requirement with Connor.

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