Chapter 114
After Malfoy sat down, he said angrily: "Damn it, they think I will lose to Potter."
Malfoy originally vowed to wash away his shame, but the team captain Flint refused the game because his players were injured.
This made Malfoy feel humiliated. He had made all preparations, but they actually doubted his own strength.
Now Malfoy is not the kind of person who avoids fighting. On the contrary, he is eager to fight Harry.
John said calmly: "When you become captain, you will naturally be able to control everything."
"But... I'm not convinced." Malfoy was extremely depressed.
When that boy Potter found out, he thought he couldn't afford to lose.
The game is about to begin, and the red and yellow colors appear blurry under the rain.
But this is not a problem for John. He chuckled and said: "Since you can't play, let's cheer for our friends."
He looked at Cedric. Cedric, who was both captain and seeker, had not been knocked down by the heavy rain.
"It's going to be a good game," Cedric smiled to Woodward.
Wood shook his hand too, and Cedric was a man enough to endear himself to his enemies.
A whistle blows and the game begins.
Harry shot into the air, Cedric close behind.
They are like predators in the sky, eagerly looking for the golden snitch.
The Bludgers were flying wildly, and Harry was almost knocked down several times.
The rain blocked their sight, and Harry was even worse. His glasses were very blurred by the rain.
Even seeing people was blurry, let alone a golden snitch the size of a walnut.
The game lasted for who knows how long, and Harry barely dodged the collision from his teammates or opponents.
Lightning flashed across the sky, and Ms. Huo Qi blew the whistle, which was a pause.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, Harry learned about the current situation.
Wood's devilish training gave them a 50-point lead in the bad weather, but in the current situation, if they don't catch the golden snitch, their game will not end until midnight.
Harry took the opportunity to wipe his lenses, but it was no use. He would still not be able to see clearly if he went out for less than five seconds.
Harry said desperately: "With these glasses, I have no hope."
Whenever her son encounters difficulties, his mother will always appear.
Hermione appeared at the right time. She tapped Harry's glasses with her wand and said: "Imperuious"
"Here, you're not afraid of water now!" Hermione gave Harry the glasses.
Wood was very happy to see this, and even had the urge to kiss Hermione.
Of course, he didn't act impulsively. After all, being brave doesn't mean being stupid.
Although he would still get wet from the rain, blow by the strong wind, and freeze in the air, Harry could see.
Driving his broom through the storm, he looked around for the snitch.
The Bludger moved around unaffected by the heavy rain. Harry avoided the Bludger that almost hit his head and passed under Cedric with a coquettish move.
There was a boom.
Zigzag lightning pierces the clouds, the weather is getting worse and worse, and dangers are everywhere in nature.
Harry knew that he needed to catch the snitch quickly, so he turned around and prepared to move to a place with a better view.
Another bolt of lightning lit up the stands like daylight.
John squinted his eyes and looked at the sky, feeling the rain hitting his body unaffected at all.
Seeing him like this, Daphne asked, "What's wrong?"
"There is something."
John responded, looking carefully at the sky.
At this moment, Harry also saw it.
There seemed to be an outline of a big black dog with shaggy hair in the direction of the stands, clearly highlighted by the sky, sitting in the top row of empty seats.
His frozen hand slipped on the broom handle and he fell several feet.
Shaking off the bangs that blocked his eyes, he looked at the stands again and saw that there was no black dog left.
"Harry, behind you!" Wood said in his loudest voice.
Harry quickly looked back and saw the golden dot being chased by Cedric.
His heart tightened, if they were caught by Cedric, they would lose.
Ignoring the black dog, he sped up to catch up.
"Faster! Faster!" He growled, as if this would make him faster.
Maybe he yelled too loudly and there were no other sounds around him.
What followed was a chill. He was too familiar with the murderer who once made him faint on the train.
He was horrified to discover that it was a dementor.
At least a hundred of them, they stormed the Quidditch pitch.
John in the stands finally saw clearly what was above.
When John saw the swarms of dementors like black clouds, his expression suddenly turned bad.
"If the Ministry of Magic can't control their hands, I'll break them!"
John stood up directly, and before Daphne could figure out the situation, she saw him pull out his wand.
"ExpectoPatronum"
The professors also noticed something was wrong, and by the time they found out, the dementors had already arrived on the court.
Dumbledore looked ugly. Just as he was about to take action, he saw light piercing the darkness.
"Patronus Charm?" Professor Flitwick's voice was high-pitched, as if he was in class.
In the silvery light, an albatross cuts across the sky. Rushing towards the hordes of dementors.
Wherever the albatross passed, the dementors seemed to have encountered something terrible and fled quickly.
Professor Flitwick shouted excitedly: "Excellent Patronus Charm!"
He looked like he was about to faint in the next second, as the albatross shuttled between the dementors.
John narrowed his eyes and extended his right hand into the void.
The rainwater within a hundred meters changed direction and all converged towards his right hand.
A huge water ball with a diameter of ten meters quickly formed in his hand.
This scene shocked everyone.
Inserting the wand into the water ball, John whispered again: "ExpectoPatronum"
The albatross rushes towards the water ball, and upon entering, the water ball changes.
Like a baby bird, the water ball spreads its wings and a huge albatross glowing with white light appears.
It spread its wings and flew, and wherever it passed, the dementors were swallowed into its stomach and could not get out.
As if foraging for food, the albatross ate the dementors that entered the Quidditch pitch, not sparing the ones that escaped.
On John's forehead, it was unclear whether it was rain or sweat, and the magic crystal was being consumed rapidly.
Of the one hundred dementors present, more than twenty were eaten. The giant albatross landed on the ground, lost its shape and turned back into a water ball.
"Beautiful, so beautiful!"
Professor Flitwick's hands turned red, and his voice became louder with excitement, "Excellent combination of the Patronus Charm and the Water Prison Charm. If it is in class, I will definitely add 100 points!"
This voice broke the calm on the court, and everyone turned their attention to John in the stands.
John put his right hand on his chest and smiled at Professor Flitwick: "That's ridiculous."
Powerful and elegant!
These two words popped up in his mind. After realizing that John had defeated the dementors, the little wizard let out a loud cheer.
John was smiling. Remembering that he seemed to have forgotten something, he looked up.
A figure was descending rapidly, and it was too late for John to take action.
"ArrestoMomentum"
A loud voice sounded, and Harry's body was about to hit the ground.
John looked towards the source of the sound. Instead of using his wand, Dumbledore held out a hand.
Casting spells without a wand.
John knew the old man's strength and saluted him respectfully.
Dumbledore was smiling. He looked at the huge Patronus Charm Water Prison with surprise in his eyes.
Excellent variant of the curse, even Dumbledore had to admit that Voldemort was no match for John in the third grade.
But Harry suffered, he fainted, and as expected, Hufflepuff won the game.
When Cedric heard that Harry was dizzy, he suddenly felt that he was taking advantage of others.
He proposed a rematch with such a grace that even Gryffindor was impressed. If Wood were a girl, he would immediately rush to confess his love to Cedric.
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Chapter 132 The Ministry of Magic apologizes and gets sick
Harry was taken to the school hospital, but the matter was not over yet.
Dumbledore hurried down. He stared at the dementors trapped in the water prison of the Patronus Curse, with an anger in his eyes that John had never seen before.
This White Demon King is really angry.
What a terrible disaster it would be if a hundred dementors rushed onto the Quidditch pitch.
"I need to find Cornelius Fudge, John, please control these dementors." Dumbledore said to John.
John nodded, and some of the remaining students were bold enough to want to come over.
John had a headache, so he used his wand to control the water prison and move it to another place.
Professor Flitwick and Professor McGonagall came to help, with fear and anger in their eyes. The people from the Ministry of Magic actually used the safety of the students as a bargaining chip.
"I must file a complaint against these guys!" Professor McGonagall's face turned pale, and she said viciously, "Mr. Wick, thank you for your help and timely discovery."
Professor Flitwick suppressed his excitement in his high-pitched voice and praised John greatly, "That's great, John Wick, using the Patronus Charm and the water prison, what a genius idea."
Professor Flitwick was honored to be the Professor of Charms.
"Where do we move this thing? I mean, I probably can't move that far."
John's magic crystal continues to be consumed. This thing is not a magic stone. It will become a waste after it is consumed.
The materials for a magic crystal cost several hundred galleons, which made John feel really pained.
Professor McGonagall suggested putting the Dementors in a dungeon, not the Slytherin one. Hogwarts also has its own dungeon.
These dementors struggled to escape, and the three of them worked together to suppress them and send them to the dungeon.
After everything was done, John felt his hands were a little sore.
Glancing at the ring on his right hand, he saw that he had secretly absorbed a lot of curses from more than twenty dementors.
The black lines on the current ring are becoming clearer and clearer.
Calmly retracting the black thread attached to the water prison, the dementors looked listless.
Professor McGonagall only thought it was caused by being suppressed by the Patronus Curse.
In the evening, people from the Ministry of Magic hurried over, led by the Minister of Magic, Cornelius Fudge.
