Chapter 233
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He Dian Bai Kai Shui
The magic power held Harry up, and Harry's fall slowed down due to Newton's first law, and he drifted down like a fallen leaf.
Harry landed safely, but his nimbus had flown to nowhere.
No one cared about this now, and the Quidditch players still in the field landed on the ground and gathered around Harry.
The dark clouds dispersed, the heavy rain stopped, and the sun finally poured down from behind.
"The game is over." Mrs. Hooch blew the whistle. "Cedric Diggory caught the Golden Snitch, Hufflepuff wins."
Cedric was holding the Golden Snitch in his hand, with a confused look on his face. He had just caught the Golden Snitch.
Professor McGonagall's voice also sounded.
"Everyone, go back to the castle immediately. The game is over!"
Then, Professor McGonagall appeared on the field, waved her wand to conjure a stretcher, and placed Harry on it.
Dumbledore had disappeared when Harry landed smoothly. No one knew where he went, but the anger on his face was clearly visible to everyone.
The dementors' intrusion into the ongoing Quidditch event clearly touched the headmaster's bottom line.
Soul put the wand back, and when he left, he glanced into the field. Cedric was holding the Golden Snitch and talking to Mrs. Hooch, and Wood stood there with a look of despair.
He was indeed desperate. Hufflepuff won, winning Gryffindor by one hundred points. According to the rules of Quidditch, they had to defeat the next Ravenclaw and Slytherin, and Hufflepuff To lose to Ravenclaw by at least two hundred points.
Only in this way can Gryffindor have a chance to win the Academy Cup in the final calculation of points.
With such a probability, it was better to try to see if he could save his soul under the kiss of a dementor.
Sur also doesn't remember whether Wood won the trophy at the end of the year. I hope Merlin will bless him.
Should you tell Wood that burning some stockings for Merlin can increase the probability?How about a few more pairs of high heels?
Well, let’s talk about it later. Soul stopped George and Fred’s brother Percy Weasley at the gate of the castle. He was the new student union president and was a Gryffindor. It was the easiest way to find someone through him. .
"Wait for me, Percy." Soul stopped the new student union president who was preparing the oak door in three steps.
"You are..." Percy looked very frightened by the scene of the Dementors' invasion just now, and his face was very pale, "I remember, Bones of Hufflepuff? Do you have anything to do with me?"
"It's nothing important. I want to ask someone, Gryffindor. I guess as the President of the Student Union, you should remember everyone here, right?"
"Of course." A blush appeared on Percy's face, and he straightened the gleaming badge on his chest, "Excuse me, Mr. Bones."
Sule chuckled in his heart and said seriously, "I wonder if Chairman Weasley has heard of the name Peter Pedro?"
"Pedilru?" Percy murmured and repeated, lowered his head and thought for a while, then shook his head affirmatively, "I don't remember anyone in Gryffindor with the surname of Pedilru."
"Okay..." Soul nodded.
"But..." Percy hesitated, "I remember seeing a Pedro in the trophy room, but judging from the dust on the trophy, he had graduated many years before us. ”
"Okay, thank you, Chairman Weasley." Soul thanked him seriously, as if Percy had solved a big problem for him.
A flash of satisfaction flashed in Percy's eyes, and he followed suit, with a reserved and weak smile on his face.
"You're welcome, Mr. Bones. As the president of the student union, helping my classmates solve some minor troubles is what I should do."
"If you have any questions, please come to me. This is the mission given to me by this position."
"Chairman Weasley is a good man." Soul sent out a good man card, and Percy turned around and left happily.
Sur, on the other hand, was lost in thought.
"What are you thinking about?" Hermione appeared at the gate of the castle not long after, "I saw you and Percy talking."
"I was asking Percy if he knew Peter Pedillo."
"So you know now?" Hermione tilted her head in confusion, "What are you looking for this person for? Who is he?"
"I asked. No one in the school has the surname Pedilu. He is a 'martyr' in the wizarding world. He may be related to Black who escaped from Azkaban, so I want to know about this person."
Soul put an emphasis on the word martyr, but Hermione didn't hear it. Instead, she heard the name Black as a thrill, "Black? Is he related to Black?"
"It's just possible. I'm looking for the answer. Harry and the others have already gone in. Why don't you go and see Harry?" Suer nodded.
"Oh, I almost forgot, Ginny is still waiting for me." Hermione suddenly remembered something before running through the door, "The spell you cast on the stands is the same as the spell on the train. ?”
"It's the same one." Suer nodded.
"Can you teach me? I really want to learn that spell." Hermione asked expectantly.
"Patronus Charm? Of course, but it took me a lot of time to learn the Patronus Charm. You go find Ginny first, and I will teach you in a few days." Suhr said.
"Is that agreed?" Hermione rolled her eyes happily.
"Well, if you want to learn it, it will take up a considerable part of your time, okay?" Suer nodded.
"Of course it's no problem, I sometimes..." Hermione nodded quickly, then realized something and stopped subconsciously, "Ginny is still waiting for me, I have to leave first, I don't know if Harry wakes up."
"Time turner." Soul added the last few words for Hermione in his mind, shook his head, and was about to walk back to the castle.
Ron came, with a look of regret on his face and a piece of wood in his hand.
Suer paused as he was about to step in. Just in time, he still had one last doubt that he wanted to ask Ron.
"What happened, Ron?"
Ron sighed heavily and stretched out his palm to show Sur the pieces of wood in his hand. A small silver nameplate read - Model: Nimbus 2000.
"Harry's Nimbus 2000 is gone..."
"Gone?"
"I went looking for it just now, and I found this near the Whomping Willow." Ron shook his head sadly, "Harry's Nimbus ---"
"Probably hit the whomping willow - you know - that tree doesn't like being hit."
"What a shame." Soul sighed in agreement.
"Yeah, I don't know what Harry will think when he hears the news. He takes it out and wipes it almost every day." Ron clenched his palm and shook his head.
"I have to go see if Harry is awake. I hope he doesn't ask about his broom."
(The original work is about Professor Flitwick going to collect the fragments. Here I changed it to Ron looking for a broom and picked up a wreckage--don't criticize the party, this is a fan.)
Suer nodded, "You go ahead. By the way, where were you last night?"
"The dormitory." Ron raised his feet and replied subconsciously, "Let's discuss with Harry how to play today's game."
"what happened?"
"Nothing, just go and see Harry. Madam Pomfrey should have revived him by now." Soul smiled and shook his head, "I have something else to do, so I'll leave first. Say hello to Harry for me." "
"Okay." Ron nodded inexplicably, watched Sol walk into the castle, then shook his head and left.
Harry landed safely, but his nimbus had flown to nowhere.
No one cared about this now, and the Quidditch players still in the field landed on the ground and gathered around Harry.
The dark clouds dispersed, the heavy rain stopped, and the sun finally poured down from behind.
"The game is over." Mrs. Hooch blew the whistle. "Cedric Diggory caught the Golden Snitch, Hufflepuff wins."
Cedric was holding the Golden Snitch in his hand, with a confused look on his face. He had just caught the Golden Snitch.
Professor McGonagall's voice also sounded.
"Everyone, go back to the castle immediately. The game is over!"
Then, Professor McGonagall appeared on the field, waved her wand to conjure a stretcher, and placed Harry on it.
Dumbledore had disappeared when Harry landed smoothly. No one knew where he went, but the anger on his face was clearly visible to everyone.
The dementors' intrusion into the ongoing Quidditch event clearly touched the headmaster's bottom line.
Soul put the wand back, and when he left, he glanced into the field. Cedric was holding the Golden Snitch and talking to Mrs. Hooch, and Wood stood there with a look of despair.
He was indeed desperate. Hufflepuff won, winning Gryffindor by one hundred points. According to the rules of Quidditch, they had to defeat the next Ravenclaw and Slytherin, and Hufflepuff To lose to Ravenclaw by at least two hundred points.
Only in this way can Gryffindor have a chance to win the Academy Cup in the final calculation of points.
With such a probability, it was better to try to see if he could save his soul under the kiss of a dementor.
Sur also doesn't remember whether Wood won the trophy at the end of the year. I hope Merlin will bless him.
Should you tell Wood that burning some stockings for Merlin can increase the probability?How about a few more pairs of high heels?
Well, let’s talk about it later. Soul stopped George and Fred’s brother Percy Weasley at the gate of the castle. He was the new student union president and was a Gryffindor. It was the easiest way to find someone through him. .
"Wait for me, Percy." Soul stopped the new student union president who was preparing the oak door in three steps.
"You are..." Percy looked very frightened by the scene of the Dementors' invasion just now, and his face was very pale, "I remember, Bones of Hufflepuff? Do you have anything to do with me?"
"It's nothing important. I want to ask someone, Gryffindor. I guess as the President of the Student Union, you should remember everyone here, right?"
"Of course." A blush appeared on Percy's face, and he straightened the gleaming badge on his chest, "Excuse me, Mr. Bones."
Sule chuckled in his heart and said seriously, "I wonder if Chairman Weasley has heard of the name Peter Pedro?"
"Pedilru?" Percy murmured and repeated, lowered his head and thought for a while, then shook his head affirmatively, "I don't remember anyone in Gryffindor with the surname of Pedilru."
"Okay..." Soul nodded.
"But..." Percy hesitated, "I remember seeing a Pedro in the trophy room, but judging from the dust on the trophy, he had graduated many years before us. ”
"Okay, thank you, Chairman Weasley." Soul thanked him seriously, as if Percy had solved a big problem for him.
A flash of satisfaction flashed in Percy's eyes, and he followed suit, with a reserved and weak smile on his face.
"You're welcome, Mr. Bones. As the president of the student union, helping my classmates solve some minor troubles is what I should do."
"If you have any questions, please come to me. This is the mission given to me by this position."
"Chairman Weasley is a good man." Soul sent out a good man card, and Percy turned around and left happily.
Sur, on the other hand, was lost in thought.
"What are you thinking about?" Hermione appeared at the gate of the castle not long after, "I saw you and Percy talking."
"I was asking Percy if he knew Peter Pedillo."
"So you know now?" Hermione tilted her head in confusion, "What are you looking for this person for? Who is he?"
"I asked. No one in the school has the surname Pedilu. He is a 'martyr' in the wizarding world. He may be related to Black who escaped from Azkaban, so I want to know about this person."
Soul put an emphasis on the word martyr, but Hermione didn't hear it. Instead, she heard the name Black as a thrill, "Black? Is he related to Black?"
"It's just possible. I'm looking for the answer. Harry and the others have already gone in. Why don't you go and see Harry?" Suer nodded.
"Oh, I almost forgot, Ginny is still waiting for me." Hermione suddenly remembered something before running through the door, "The spell you cast on the stands is the same as the spell on the train. ?”
"It's the same one." Suer nodded.
"Can you teach me? I really want to learn that spell." Hermione asked expectantly.
"Patronus Charm? Of course, but it took me a lot of time to learn the Patronus Charm. You go find Ginny first, and I will teach you in a few days." Suhr said.
"Is that agreed?" Hermione rolled her eyes happily.
"Well, if you want to learn it, it will take up a considerable part of your time, okay?" Suer nodded.
"Of course it's no problem, I sometimes..." Hermione nodded quickly, then realized something and stopped subconsciously, "Ginny is still waiting for me, I have to leave first, I don't know if Harry wakes up."
"Time turner." Soul added the last few words for Hermione in his mind, shook his head, and was about to walk back to the castle.
Ron came, with a look of regret on his face and a piece of wood in his hand.
Suer paused as he was about to step in. Just in time, he still had one last doubt that he wanted to ask Ron.
"What happened, Ron?"
Ron sighed heavily and stretched out his palm to show Sur the pieces of wood in his hand. A small silver nameplate read - Model: Nimbus 2000.
"Harry's Nimbus 2000 is gone..."
"Gone?"
"I went looking for it just now, and I found this near the Whomping Willow." Ron shook his head sadly, "Harry's Nimbus ---"
"Probably hit the whomping willow - you know - that tree doesn't like being hit."
"What a shame." Soul sighed in agreement.
"Yeah, I don't know what Harry will think when he hears the news. He takes it out and wipes it almost every day." Ron clenched his palm and shook his head.
"I have to go see if Harry is awake. I hope he doesn't ask about his broom."
(The original work is about Professor Flitwick going to collect the fragments. Here I changed it to Ron looking for a broom and picked up a wreckage--don't criticize the party, this is a fan.)
Suer nodded, "You go ahead. By the way, where were you last night?"
"The dormitory." Ron raised his feet and replied subconsciously, "Let's discuss with Harry how to play today's game."
"what happened?"
"Nothing, just go and see Harry. Madam Pomfrey should have revived him by now." Soul smiled and shook his head, "I have something else to do, so I'll leave first. Say hello to Harry for me." "
"Okay." Ron nodded inexplicably, watched Sol walk into the castle, then shook his head and left.
