Click!
Before Harry and Hermione could react, the motorcycle swooped down thirty feet above the ground and hit the ground hard. With the heart-breaking sound of metal bending and trees snapping, Ron and Malfoy were thrown away, and their bodies disappeared into the ravine of a small mountain col.
Hermione kept holding on to Sirius's robe tightly. When she landed on the ground, with Sirius as a cushion, the damage she suffered was not that great.
However, the strong momentum caused Hermione to roll on the ground several times. Finally, her head hit an exposed stone hard on the ground. After a muffled groan, she lost her voice.
Harry was the least injured among everyone. This was entirely due to the fact that he was an excellent seeker. Dives from similar angles were nothing to Harry, and he was also good at handling such unexpected situations. protect yourself.
The moment the front of the car hit the ground, Harry used the force to fly out. He adjusted his posture in mid-air, covered his head with both arms and rolled himself into a ball. After rolling five or six times on the ground covered with fallen leaves, he finally Kankan regains control of her body.
Harry's face was buried in the wet, rotten leaves, his hair was stained with dirt and grass clippings, and his robes were scratched in pieces by branches scattered on the ground. The weariness rising from his soul was mediated by darkness. , wave after wave hit his consciousness. If possible, Harry also hoped that he could faint. However, the safety of Hermione, Ron, and Sirius made it impossible for him to rest.
Well!
Harry gritted his teeth. He used his arms to support his body and knelt on the ground. The soreness in his body made his consciousness blur for a few seconds, until the warmth oozing out of his nose moistened his dry lips, and he felt a warm sensation in his mouth. It was fishy and sweet, and Harry regained consciousness.
Looking around, Ron and Malfoy no longer knew where they had rolled. Harry found the Nimbus 2001 left by Malfoy on the col.
The front of the motorcycle was separated from the body. The front of the motorcycle was embedded in the soil, and the heavy body was pressing on Sirius's chest. Through the increasingly dim moonlight, Harry found that Sirius's chest was sunken, and his ribs were dented. It must have been broken, but I don't know how many.
"Hermione--"
Harry muttered feebly. He tried to stand several times, but his body and mind could no longer support him to complete this action. Therefore, he had to use all four limbs together and crawled towards Hermione with difficulty.
Hermione's forehead was bruised, and a trickle of blood was flowing out from the break where it touched the stone. Harry dazedly tried to wipe the blood from Hermione's face with his sleeve, but his sleeve was already wet. Damn it, Hermione's face was covered in blood.
At this moment, Harry suddenly felt the urge to give up. He stared at Hermione, who was lying in his arms with a face as golden as paper, and could only repeat the wiping action mechanically.
To be honest, Harry has encountered many setbacks before, whether it was the years he lived with the Dursleys or the various pressures he faced after entering Hogwarts. These are things that ordinary young wizards cannot imagine, and Now, the experience of the past hour or two and the situation he now faced made Harry feel deeply powerless.
Suddenly, Harry, whose vision was blurred, felt that everything around him became quiet, as if he had suddenly lost his hearing and the world was silent.
Every breath exposed in the air left clear white traces. The indescribable coldness seemed to freeze even the blood and soul. The despair brewing in the heart was like a volcanic eruption.
Harry saw them, Dementors, at least dozens of them. They were like dark clouds, falling from the tall tree crowns and hovering above Sirius' head.
"Don't--"
Harry tremblingly pointed his wand at the excited Dementor and made an inaudible sound.
"Don't hurt him, he's innocent."
Harry said in a pleading voice.
None of the Dementors paid attention to Harry's pleas. They circled above Sirius's head. After two minutes, they finally determined that the person under the car was Sirius who escaped from under their noses. Blake!
"Call the gods to protect you."
Harry chanted with difficulty, but the tip of his staff did not change at all, not even the hazy silver mist that appeared when he first practiced Patronus with Professor Lupine.
Think of something happy--
Harry said to himself, trying desperately to turn his numb brain - Sirius was innocent, his parents did not believe the wrong person, their best friend was innocent -
Invoke the gods to protect——
This time, the wand finally reacted, and a few wisps of smoke-like silver mist floated towards the dementors. However, in front of this number of dementors, such a weak patron saint had no effect at all. It even He couldn't get rid of the coldness these monsters brought him.
Although the Patronus summoned by Harry was weak, it still annoyed the Dementors. Their attention briefly moved away from Sirius and focused on Harry.
"Calling the Gods to Guard—"
Harry's heart was wrapped in great despair, but he couldn't give up because no one could protect Sirius except him.
He thought about the Firebolt. Now it seemed that Hermione's guess was probably right. It was a Christmas gift given to him by Sirius. In the previous fierce battle with the werewolf, Sirius almost risked his life to protect him. The warm feeling made Harry's Patronus slightly stronger.
In the nebula-like silver mist, a shapeless stag appeared. It stumbled towards the group of dementors, trying to drive them away. However, several dementors stepped forward to stop it, and the stag was also fighting with them. During the confrontation between the dementors, he quickly returned to the state of silver mist.
Harry left Hermione. He listened to his instinct and wanted to crawl towards Sirius. His magic couldn't protect him, so he would use his body, just like Sirius had protected him before. If this If the Dementors still have some memory of Professor Brain's punishment, then they will probably restrain themselves.
However, Harry was wrong about the dementors.
A pair of strong, cold and clammy hands suddenly grabbed Harry's neck and lifted his face up. He could feel the smelly breath spraying on his face. It wanted to get rid of the obstruction first. .Harry thought tiredly as he listened to his mother calling in his ears.
Buzz!
In the thick black fog that was about to engulf him, Harry suddenly saw a silver light getting brighter and brighter. Then, he fell to the cold and prickly ground again.
It was like the moon suddenly appeared on the treetops, and the shining silver light rushed in, forcing the darkness away from Harry's side inch by inch, and at the same time, there was still despair and coldness.
Something drove the dementors away.
Harry realized this. He raised his head hard and saw an agile animal in the air as fast as lightning. It drove the dementors in all directions until the dementors disappeared into the night.
The animal jumped and landed on the ground again. It passed through the woods beside Harry, and finally stopped behind a strange-looking tree with a crooked neck. It was bright, like a unicorn. Harry tried his best to Staying awake, trying to see clearly who the figure is that is greeting it. This person looks familiar. But it can't be.
The figure and the animal disappeared, and Harry sat motionless on his knees in the darkness. He was on the verge of reaching his limit, but he did not dare to faint because he was afraid that the dementors would come back to kill him.
Maybe only a few minutes had passed, maybe a few hours had passed. In short, Harry maintained the same posture like a sculpture, and the remaining sanity was focused on trying to understand the reason for the person who had just summoned the animal. will appear on.
"Harry!"
In the direction of Hogwarts, a call of fear and anger suddenly sounded outside the woods. When he heard this voice, Harry's mouth moved slightly, his eyelids instantly drooped, and his whole body hit the ground with a thud.
He's safe, Dumbledore is back
(End of chapter)
