Chapter 67 Dementors Attack

Several times, under the reminder of the big dog, Harry successfully escaped the arrest of Felch. Whenever Felch's figure appears at the end of the corridor, the Black Tiger will send an alert in advance, gently touch Harry's legs with his nose, or remind him with a low bark.

One day, Harry and Hermione sat in the corner of the library to discuss the origin of the black tiger.

Hermione stroked the Crook Mountain in his arms and said thoughtfully: "Maybe it has the blood of some magical animals like Crux. Strongest perception.

Harry didn't care about this. He cherished the big black dog's goodness to him and made him warm.

Just as they talked, Ron stood up from the seat angrily, left the library without saying a word, leaving Harry and Hermione to look at each other.

"What's wrong with this?" Hermione frowned, his expression was a little dissatisfied.

Harry sighed and explained: "The spots have been gone for several days, and Ron is worried about it. It may be that the spot is too big, and a mouse can live a teenage."

"Crook Mountain, don't you eat the spotted spot?" Hermione hurriedly opened the mouth of Crook Mountain and checked it carefully, for fear that the cat really did something incredible. "You can't eat mice, how disgusting."

Crook Mountain aggressively broke free from Hermione's hands and jumped to the back of Sirius.

Then, it kept calling: "Meow ~ Meow ~", as if I explained to Hermione: I won't eat such a disgusting mouse!

Hermione looked at Crux's appearance. Then she looked at the time, stood up and said, "I'm going to class, Harry, Crux Mountain will give you care."

After speaking, she ran away in a hurry, leaving Harry and Sirius and Crook Mountain.

Hermione chose all the lessons that can be selected this year, and he was so busy as a gyro all day.

If it wasn't for Professor McGonestrian to apply for a time converter to the Ministry of Magic, she would not be able to complete all courses even if she was spitting blood.

Harry squatted down, gently touched the raised ribs of Sirius, and said distressed: "You are still too thin, eat more."

Sirius's dog's face showed a happy smile. It stabbed Harry's hand with a wet nose, and the happiness looked like the world.

Crook Mountain turned his face disdainfully, too lazy to ignore this "silly dog".

Intersection

"Harry is so kind, just like Lili ..." In Wes's office, Sirius praised Harry.

Wase's ears are constantly filled with "how Harry" and "how about Harry", which is simply the magic sound, which makes him unbearable.

"Can the steak can't stop your mouth?"

The little Sirius shrugged, and as soon as he was about to answer, he seized the mouth by Wes. Wes can finally read the books in his hand quietly and enjoy a moment of tranquility.

Time passed by, and soon reached the long -awaited Quiddica competition day. However, God seemed to add some twists and turns to the event, and it rained early in the morning.

The rain gradually increased, and the sky was gloomy, and a small puddle was gathered on the ground after a while.

This sudden rain did not extinguish the burn enthusiasm in the hearts of the students. They were prepared early, with colorful umbrellas, wearing a variety of raincoats, and excited moods, couldn't wait to come to the Quiddi Stadium.

They found their position on the stands and excitedly talked about the upcoming competition.

Today's game is Gryffindor's play against Herchipati, and the confrontation between the two colleges has always attracted much attention.

There are huge banners on both sides. Various support methods have emerged endlessly. Some people also put fireworks. Fireworks exploded in the air, forming the patterns of their respective colleges.

The competition has not officially started, and the supporters of the two sides have begun to compete on the stands, and their shouts have risen.

Captain Gryffindor's Queidicy is Oliver Wood. His love for Queidic has penetrated into the bone marrow, and his requirements for the players are extremely severe. I am too.

"We have not won the trophy for 8 years. This year is my last chance." Wood's face was dignified, and the serious expression seemed to not be able to participate in an ordinary game, but a life -death duel.

He stared closely at the team members, especially Harry.

"Harry !!" Captain Wood's voice suddenly sounded, and Harry, named, couldn't help but feel tension in his heart.

"Even if you die, you have to catch the golden thief." Wood's momentum is too powerful. Harry couldn't help swallowing his saliva, double the pressure, and even his breathing became heavy.

"It's too much." Other teammates talked about it. They felt that Captain Wood's request was a bit harsh. After all, the game was full of variables and could not restrain all hope on a person.

The twin brothers Fred and George quickly comforted Harry: "Don't listen to Wood's nonsense, he is too nervous."

Harry was relieved, and the tension in his heart was slightly relieved.

There is no mistake, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one 619, one book, one, one, one, one, one, one, a book!

At the same time, Dumbledore also came to the stadium to watch the game. He boasted to Weiss who was sitting next to him: "When I was young, I was also an excellent player. If I hadn't become a teacher later, I might have become a professional player."

It turned out that Dumbledore was also a Quidditch enthusiast, and his love for this sport was no less than anyone else.

However, Weiss had no interest in Quidditch. In his opinion, this rainy day was best suited to brew a cup of steaming hot black tea in the office, and then sit in a comfortable chair and enjoy it slowly.

If it weren't for Dumbledore's strong invitation, Weiss would never appear here. He looked at the court helplessly, hoping that the game would end as soon as possible.

When the game started, the cheers of the audience were deafening and echoed over the entire Hogwarts.

The game was very intense, and both teams showed a very high level. The players were running in the rain.

The Gryffindor players cooperated tacitly, and every pass and every shot showed the cohesion of the team.

The Hufflepuff players were not to be outdone. They defended tightly and counterattacked quickly, which put a lot of pressure on the Gryffindor players.

The rain kept falling, but it did not affect the players' fighting spirit at all.

However, the rain was getting heavier and heavier, seriously affecting the players' vision. During the game, there were several car crashes, which made people sweat for the players.

Fortunately, no one was injured. They continued to fight in the rain, and the cheers of the audience were higher and higher.

However, no one noticed that the Dementors stationed around Hogwarts began to slowly approach the Quidditch field. The black figure loomed in the rain, like a ghost.