Chapter 162 Game in the Storm
Even the most violent storms could not dampen the enthusiasm of the young wizards, and the stands were filled with people watching the game.
At this moment, in the audience, countless streamers were flying, and screams and applause amplified by the loudspeakers continued to ring out.
Looking at the surrounding environment of wind, rain and darkness, Wright sighed softly at the mobility of the Weasley twins.
He could only give a bad review, the reason being that they hadn't developed waterproof fireworks, otherwise he could have taken advantage of them again.
Before Wright could regret for long, the referee's preparatory whistle raised the noise in the stands to a higher level.
The constant sounds on the field once covered up the roar of thunder and the howling of the wind.
Feeling the warm atmosphere on the field, Wright suddenly had an idea in his mind: Is there any point in doing a TV broadcast?
Huge rainstorm, wide stadium, fast-moving players, invisible golden snitch,...
If we could develop a device that can broadcast live or relay, then it would be a huge success.
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but narrow his eyes and consider the technical difficulties of this idea.
Converting the collected information into images and projecting them is not a problem.
The teacher had previously made a pendant for collecting the Philosopher’s Stone, and had already achieved some success, so all he needed to do was replicate it.
Since there is no problem with the storage and conversion of information, the main problem lies in the recording equipment.
Quidditch players move too fast and the rules are very special...
The most difficult part is to produce equipment that meets these special requirements.
Many problems arose just after this point in the deduction. Wright couldn't help but frown and planned to continue the deduction.
He was interrupted by the whistle that started the game. He looked up and felt that his idea was more promising.
Even Wright's eyes were so blurry under the hazy rain that he couldn't even see the people, let alone the ball.
If it weren't for the commentator yelling, he wouldn't even know what the game was about.
The wizards around him were just like listening to the radio. They applauded when they heard someone score a goal, and shouted when they heard someone got a steal...
Just when Wright was thinking about how to make live broadcast equipment and make a fortune.
He suddenly felt the temperature around him dropping rapidly. Wright noticed something was wrong and looked up.
I noticed that the dark clouds in the sky were getting lower and lower, and there seemed to be many black shadows surging in them.
"Dementors?!" It was beyond Wright's expectations that they would act so quickly.
At this moment, he saw Harry's figure falling rapidly in the air, breaking through the thick rain curtain.
The narrator's scream also sounded at the same time: "Someone fell... I don't know..."
Before he could finish, an even more terrifying scene appeared. From the dark clouds, countless Dementors in tattered black robes emerged and rushed downwards.
It was pitch black, as if the sky was collapsing.
As the Dementors approached, the rapidly dropping temperature and the negative emotions rising in the students' hearts caused them to let out deafening shouts.
"The Dementors are coming!"
"Mom! I want mom!"
"Is not likely to!"
……
For a moment, cries, screams, and calls for help filled the entire auditorium.
Ron, Neville, Hermione, Luna and Ginny, who had learned the Patronus Charm, were reminded by Wright.
They all took out their wands and chanted the spell with a serious expression: "Call upon God for protection!!!"
Silvery white light emerged from their wands, creating a warm space around them.
It isolated the cold invasion of Dementors and also brought a glimmer of hope to the chaotic crowd.
At the same time, the senior students who had learned the "Guardian of the Gods" in the audience stands also put up a silver light protection.
With the guidance of the silver light, the students around instinctively gathered around.
Looking at the Dementors swimming in the air, Wright was not surprised at their actions.
The Ministry of Magic is trying to use wolves (Dementors) to guard the sheep (students), or using hungry wolves. It is only a matter of time before an accident occurs.
And today, a large-scale competition happened to be held, and countless intense and cheerful emotions naturally had the opportunity to erupt.
However, Wright did not worry about the Dementors. After all, as long as old Dumbledore was around, they could not cause any trouble.
Thinking of this, he focused his attention and began to look for the falling Harry.
Soon, Wright found Harry who was caught by the referee in mid-air.
"Huh, then we just have to wait for Old Deng to make his move!" Before Wright could let go of his worries, he suddenly remembered something:
"Harry, he was supposed to be saved by Dumbledore, so where is he now?"
Thinking of this, Wright began to search in the chaotic audience.
"No!!!" Wright looked around several times but didn't see the old man with white beard.
"Dumbledore is not here. Is he going to seek justice for Black?"
Is this the legendary butterfly effect? Thinking of this, Wright couldn't help but feel a chill in his back teeth.
At this moment! The Dementors wandering in the air stopped chasing the agile Quidditch players.
He turned and pounced on the little wizards in the audience who had just calmed down and become more 'fragrant'.
Facing the oncoming Dementors, the wizard who knew how to cast Patronus raised his wand again.
He gathered the scattered silver light around him into a patronus, "fox, crow, bear, bull...", and rushed towards the attacking Dementors.
However, faced with the Dementors that were surging in like a black cloud, these guardian gods were unable to disperse them and could only hover on the periphery.
When the situation was critical, Neville and Ginny looked at Wright pitifully, and even Luna kept looking at him.
Just when Hermione and Ron were wondering why Wright didn't cast the Patronus Charm.
Then he was seen raising his right hand and pointing at the oncoming Dementors, with a silvery light emanating from his whole body.
In an instant, dazzling silver-white light burst out from Wright's body, instantly illuminating the entire audience!
The students, who were originally extremely panicked, all turned to look at the light.
Then, a silver-white bird of light was seen flying quickly into the air from the audience seats with its wings spread.
"Wow!"
Soon, a clear shout dispelled the fear and anxiety in the hearts of all the students.
The light spots constantly scattered by the light birds in the sky also gave all the wizards a feeling of security and warmth.
At this time, the hundreds of Dementors that came rushing over did not dare to approach the bright silver light and kept retreating.
"Disperse them!"
After releasing the light bird, Wright gave orders without delay.
"Wow!"
The light bird in the air received the command and the silver-white light around it turned into pure white flames.
With another flap of its wings, the flames around its body exploded instantly, turning into sparks that attacked all the dark shadows.
And the Dementor in the front, when it was touched by the pure white sparks, was like gasoline encountering sparks.
Their entire bodies were ignited almost instantly, and the Dementors, burning with pure white flames, all let out twisted and crazy wails.
