Chapter 140 Harry hugs Draco tightly from behind
Harry was immediately affected by the Dementors.
His chest seemed to be tightly sealed by a piece of ice, his limbs were stiff, and even breathing was extremely difficult.
He heard the woman's scream again, her voice filled with fear and desperation.
She was praying, she was praying constantly.
She was dying, that woman was dying.
Harry's heart seemed to be tightly grasped by an invisible hand.
He felt himself falling, falling into the bottomless, cold abyss.
At this moment, a strong hand suddenly grabbed him and pulled him back from the endless fall.
Harry felt himself stop falling and sit back on his broomstick.
He leaned against a warm back, and he instinctively stretched out his arms and hugged it tightly to keep himself warmer.
A strong feeling of dizziness suddenly hit him, and his consciousness gradually became blurred, but his hands were still tightly clasped.
A minute ago, Draco's eyes were fixed on the Golden Snitch.
He kept repeating, "Faster, faster, faster."
He had only one thought in his mind, which was to catch the Golden Snitch and win the game.
Finally he was getting closer and closer to the golden light.
He stretched out his hand and held it firmly in his palm.
However, just as Draco was about to show off to Harry, his pupils suddenly dilated.
He discovered to his horror that Harry had fallen off his broom and was falling rapidly.
Without hesitation, Draco swooped down on his broomstick, heading straight for Harry.
Fortunately, the two were not far away, and Harry had not fallen more than twenty feet when Draco grabbed his hand.
Then he used a beautiful tail flick and caught Harry steadily on his broomstick.
Draco's heart was pounding, and he only dared to breathe a sigh of relief when he saw Harry sitting safely behind him.
He steered the broomstick slowly toward the ground.
Suddenly his body stiffened and his face turned red because Harry was hugging his chest tightly from behind.
Hephis looked at the Dementors that had gathered around him.
He thought of Hermione, thought of Snape, thought of...
He gripped the wand tightly in his hand and raised it high, "Expecto Patronus!"
As Hephis's voice fell, a strong silver-white light burst out from the tip of the wand and rushed straight into the sky.
The light gathered in the air, gradually revealing a forty-foot-long dragon.
The giant dragon crashed directly into the group of Dementors, opened its huge mouth and spewed out silver-white light.
The Dementors that came into contact with the light began to slowly dissolve and eventually turned into nothingness.
The other Dementors would not have felt any fear when they saw this scene.
It spread among them and they began to flee desperately.
The giant dragon swung its tail and started chasing after it.
With every swing of the dragon claw, several Dementors were torn into pieces and then slowly dissolved in the light.
At this moment, a clear phoenix cry was heard, and a silver-white phoenix stood in front of the dragon.
Hephis looked towards the teachers' table and saw Dumbledore also staring at him.
Dumbledore's deep blue eyes flickered with a complex light.
The dragon stopped chasing and circled the Quidditch pitch.
Then it soared into the sky, letting out a loud dragon roar.
The dark clouds in the sky began to dissipate, the wind stopped and the rain stopped, revealing a clear sky.
The silhouette of the giant dragon slowly dissipated in the sunlight, transforming into countless specks of white light that scattered down.
At this moment, everyone felt unprecedented happiness and warmth.
They all squinted their eyes comfortably and looked at Hephis.
A seed gradually sprouted in their hearts, and Hephes' figure became taller and taller.
Suddenly a whistle sounded, drawing everyone's attention back to the Quidditch field.
Madam Hooch faithfully completed her task, "Two hundred and seventy to one hundred and sixty. Slytherin wins."
After a brief silence, applause broke out like a tide, and cheers resounded throughout the Quidditch field.
When everyone saw the situation on the court clearly, they all fell into a daze again.
Draco had already maneuvered the broomstick to land smoothly on the ground.
He wanted to pry Harry's hands apart and send him to the hospital wing.
But Harry had already fallen into a coma at this time, and his arms were as hard as steel, not moving at all.
Draco didn't dare to use too much force and could only try to make Harry let go of his hand little by little.
So what everyone sees now is that the two of them are standing on the ground.
Harry hugged Draco tightly from behind and refused to let go.
Draco, on the other hand, was struggling, trying to get Harry to let go.
Players from both sides fell to their side one after another.
The Gryffindor players looked at Draco with a distinctly different look.
None of them expected that Draco, who had always been at odds with Harry, would take a huge risk and catch Harry on his broomstick.
You have to know that in the situation at that time, if Draco made any mistake, both of them might fall from the sky together.
Wood was obviously in a very low mood, but he also knew that Draco won fairly and he also saved Harry.
Even though he felt disappointed, he could only express his gratitude to Draco with the other team members.
The only problem now is that no one can pry Harry's fingers open, or no one dares to pry his fingers open too hard.
Hefeth was sitting in the stands and could clearly hear the conversation on the field.
He really wanted to complain, didn’t these people study in vain?
“Jinsong Lixie”, have you forgotten all the magic spells you learned in second grade?
They are all using their fingers to break them, and have forgotten their magic wands?
Hephaestus shook the magic wand in his hand lightly, and the magic he cast was certainly not "Jinlao Lixue".
He used a levitation spell on the two people in the field.
So under the gaze of everyone, Draco and Harry hugged each other tightly.
Floating very, very, very slowly towards the medical wing.
They were just like being paraded through the streets.
Hermione was about to say something, but when she saw Hephis's playful smile.
She had no choice but to shut her mouth, as she was well aware of Hephis's bad taste.
Of course, Hephes is not the only one who is having fun.
The first to be affected was Dumbledore, who was watching the scene with a smile on his face.
Not only that, he also stopped Professor McGonagall, who had a serious face.
As for the other professors, Flitwick's wrinkles on his face were almost squeezed together with his laughter.
Finally, Snape couldn't bear it anymore and pulled out his wand to separate the two.
Hephis shrugged, the goal had been achieved anyway.
Hermione couldn't help it in the end, and started complaining about his bad taste on the way back.
Hephis rubbed Hermione's little head, "How do you know that Draco didn't do it on purpose?"
Hermione was stunned for a moment, "He...he..."
"Remember to keep it a secret!" Hephis pulled Hermione and continued walking towards the castle.
