On November 7th, Saturday morning, Sherrin woke up early from his bed in the dormitory. He planned to go to watch today's Quidditch match in person. Although he was not interested in Quidditch, he knew that there would be some excitement in today's Quidditch match. A good show is released.
The thunder outside was still continuous, and the violent wind hit the outer wall of the castle. Of course, the windows were not immune. When Xie Lin came to the corridor on the first floor, he immediately noticed the roaring wind and heavy rain outside. They were obviously stronger than yesterday!
Xie Lin walked leisurely to the auditorium, ready to enjoy his breakfast. After a while, Daphne, Astoria, and Meredith also appeared in the auditorium wearing thick raincoats. The three girls looked at Xie Lin. Lin, dressed lightly, showed a puzzled expression invariably.
Their doubts were soon answered. After breakfast, the four of them walked out of the castle together. The weather outside the castle was windy and rainy, but in order to watch the game, all the teachers and students of the school came out as usual and walked across the lawn. He ran to the Quidditch pitch and sat in the damp stands, head bowed against the strong wind.
Contrary to their hurry, Xie Lin and the three girls walked slowly and leisurely towards the court. As soon as the violent rainstorm fell around them, it was as if they were blocked by an invisible barrier, sliding away from them. opened.
Astoria, who didn't know why, just thought it was very powerful and looked at Sherlin with admiring eyes. Meredith knew how powerful it was and murmured dumbfounded: "The water and fire invulnerability spell covers the whole body, and there are four people. ..." Even Meredith, who was accustomed to seeing it, was still surprised by Xie Lin's rapid improvement in strength. She had obviously worked so hard, so why did she feel that the gap was getting bigger and bigger?
Five minutes into the game, the entire team was soaked from the inside out. The weather was so cold that many people were frozen, and it was difficult to see other teammates clearly, not to mention the long and random flying Bludgers. Everyone was flying around the court, only seeing blurry red and yellow figures, and had no idea what was going on in the game.
In the strong wind, the audience hid under their cloaks and umbrellas that had been blown apart by the wind, and the cheers and cheers could only be vaguely heard. Many players were almost knocked off their broomsticks by the Bludgers. The heavy rain made it almost impossible for everyone to open their eyes, and they couldn't see the ball hitting them from the opposite side.
Just after Gryffindor led by 50 points, Harry and Cedric suddenly spotted the Golden Snitch at the same time. They spun in the direction of the Golden Snitch. Cedric was closer than Harry, but Harry relied on The lightweight body and the performance speed of sweeping seven stars are faster than Cedric.
Just then, something strange happened at the scene. There was a timid silence in the terraced stands around the stadium - although the wind was still as strong as before, it seemed to have forgotten howling, as if someone had pressed the volume switch and turned off the sound of the wind.
Like ink dripping in water and spreading outwards, a deep black was stretching across the distant sky. More than a hundred dementors were attracted by the joyful atmosphere on the Quidditch pitch, and they came quickly with a terrifying cold current.
The dementors seemed to be invited to a feast. They were wearing dark gray tattered cloaks, floating in the air. A pair of rotten hands soaked with pus slowly shook outside the hood, and the air was filled with rot. The smell of rotting meat. Following the lines formed by the ice in the air, Xie Lin saw something invisible flying out from the stands and being sucked away by the dementors above. It was the happy mood of the little wizards watching the game.
A gleam flashed in Xie Lin's eyes, he stood up abruptly, drew out his wand, pointed it at the dementor in the center of the field, and shouted angrily: "Calling the gods to protect you!"
Suddenly, everyone on the field exclaimed, and they immediately saw a giant dragon emitting silvery white mist!
The body of the giant dragon is larger than a human being, even much larger than the hybrid giant Hagrid. A pair of broad and majestic wings shaped like bat wings spread horizontally, with a beautiful width. Fanning, the agile faucet raised high and let out a proud roar that resounded through the sky!
The giant dragon soared rapidly, with silvery white light mist surrounding and entangled around its body. It pounced towards the dementors floating on the ground with a magnificent momentum.
In mid-air, Harry quickly approached the Golden Snitch. He was just a little closer, he was faster than Cedric, but time suddenly seemed to stand completely still around him. Harry felt as if he had entered a black hole that would never fly out. He moved forward helplessly inside. The temperature around him was getting lower and lower, his breath began to freeze, and the freezing rain penetrated into his body, cutting him. of internal organs.
He heard the sound he heard last time on the train again, someone moaning, moaning inside his head, a woman's voice, she seemed to be pleading with someone to let Harry go.
Then Harry felt dizzy and slipped off the broomstick. Just when he thought he would fall like this, a silver-white dragon suddenly flew over from below and caught Harry who fainted. and put him on the grass.
The little wizards in the audience were falling into depression, powerlessness, fear and other negative emotions due to the effects of more than a hundred dementors, when they suddenly saw a silver-white dragon suddenly appear, like a glimmer of light in the darkness, giving them This dim world of black and white brings the only color and light.
The little wizards all turned their heads, and what they saw was an unforgettable scene - a boy who was still young and green pointed his wand at more than a hundred ferocious dementors in the sky.
Compared with the overwhelming Dementors in the sky, his solitary figure seemed so small - but such an insignificant figure gave people a feeling of being as towering as a mountain and standing still. In the darkness, his figure seemed to be shining brightly. His eyes were full of determination, and his wand was still held high, continuously emitting white light mist upwards, firmly pressing against the path of the Dementors.
Everyone could feel his indomitable determination, which suddenly gave the desperate young wizard a glimmer of hope. Even the influence of the dementors was greatly weakened - this picture was engraved in everyone's mind. , and have not forgotten it until many years later.
"Look! It's Schelling! That's his patron saint!"
"Oh my god! How did he do it? There are so many dementors here, isn't he afraid?"
"How can we, how can we leave him alone..."
"Xie Lin, hold on! We are here to help you!"
As if Schelling's leadership gave them courage, one after another the little wizards stood up bravely, raised their wands, and chanted the Patronus Charm. Like stars in the dark night, silvery-white light points lit up one after another in the stands. At least forty light points appeared in the stands, and many of them began to condense complete physical patron saints from their wands.
Draco's patronus is a Komodo dragon; Pansy's patronus is a fox; Daphne's patronus is a cobra; Meredith's patronus is a lynx; Astoria's patronus Hermione's patronus is a peacock; Hermione's patronus is an otter; Luna's patronus is a hare; Maury's patronus is a swan; Penello's patronus is a white-tailed harrier. Following these nine entity patron saints, white light mist spurted upwards, and countless halos of light scattered in all directions.
The silver-white dragon suddenly rushed into the place where the Dementors were gathered. In just one impact, it knocked away more than ten Dementors. Then it flapped its wings vigorously, swung its long tail, and held the handle with four sharp claws. One after another, the Dementors flew away. The giant dragon seemed to be the natural enemy of the dementors, coming and going freely, as if it was not worried about the threat posed by those terrifying dementors, and the dementors were scattered in all directions.
The patron saints followed the dragon and formed a second wave of impact against the dementors, pushing the dementors' line back at least ten feet. Behind the patron saints is the white mist released by the other little wizards. Their happy mood is not enough to form a physical patron saint, but after a large amount of white mist slowly gathers together, it forms a magic barrier, as if A strong city wall instantly dissipates fear and cold.
The next second, a pleasant chirping sound came from the highest point of the castle. A huge silver-white phoenix flapped its wings and flew out of the principal's office. It was Dumbledore's patronus!
Xie Lin sneered from the bottom of his heart. Our great principal always likes to be so late, choosing to appear at the last moment with the glory of salvation. This time he may have miscalculated!
When the silver-white Phoenix finally arrived at the stadium, all the Dementors had been driven to the edge of the stadium. The Phoenix seemed unwilling to have no chance to perform, and chased the fleeing Dementors fiercely, giving them one last blow. The impact of the wave then circled awkwardly twice in the sky before finally dissipating.
Harry suddenly opened his eyes. He was lying in the school hospital.
The Gryffindor Quidditch players, covered head to toe in mud, were surrounding his bed, as were Ron and Hermione.
"Digory caught the Snitch!" Fred said. "Just after you fell, he didn't understand what happened. When he looked back and saw you falling to the ground, he planned to interrupt the game. I want to rematch the game."
"But they win over fairness and aboveboardness, and even Wood admits this." George continued.
Harry lay on the hospital bed, listening to Fred and George's discussion without saying a word.
They lost, and it was all his fault. This was the first time he had lost a Quidditch match. About ten minutes later, Madam Pomfrey came over and told the team to let Harry rest. The team walked off, Madam Pomfrey closing the door behind them. Ron and Hermione looked at each other and stayed.
"I seem to see a lot of dementors?" Harry whispered.
"It's more than a hundred dementors, Harry!" Hermione said in a trembling voice. "I was so scared that I didn't know what to do. I was thinking about terrible things in my head. Thanks to Sherrin. and his patron saint to make everyone wake up..."
"Okay, Hermione!" Seeing Hermione's appearance, Ron's anger suddenly jumped up for some reason, and he shouted loudly, "Shailin's Patronus is useless at all. It was Dumbledore who drove him away. They killed those dementors. The reason why the dementors left was because they saw Dumbledore coming from a distance. They were afraid of his patron saint! If you ask me, this is simply a conspiracy of Slytherin, that Malfoy boy There is definitely no good intention, think about it, if it weren't for his patronus, maybe Digory would have fainted, and in that case, Gryffindor would not have lost."
"What are you talking about, Ron!" Hermione said in surprise, "If Sherrin's Patronus hadn't caught Harry, Harry would have been seriously injured after falling from such a height!"
Seeing Hermione's appearance, Ron became increasingly irritated. There was an inexplicable anger in his heart that wanted to be released. He was on the Quidditch pitch at the time, and he also tried to recite the Patronus Charm. He only let the wand shine a little, and it immediately dissipated. Seeing Hermione successfully releasing the Patronus, he somehow felt very hot and uncomfortable in his heart, as if he was burning with an emotion called jealousy.
He said loudly: "Hermione, he is a Slytherin! Or a Malfoy! His father is a Death Eater! Don't forget, most of the Death Eaters or dark wizards graduated from Slytherin. Since then After you went to that damn exchange meeting, it was like you were brainwashed by them to always say good things about Malfoy!"
"Okay, can you two leave me alone for a moment!" Harry whispered.
Ron's voice dropped, and there was an awkward silence in the room.
Harry didn't understand what was going on with Ron and Hermione. They didn't care about their physical condition, but instead discussed whether Sherrin's Patronus Charm had worked. Although he had no friendship with Xie Lin, he also knew that it was Xie Lin's patron saint who saved him this time and prevented him from being seriously injured. He did not want to speak ill of Xie Lin behind his back.
"Forget the Dementors, has anyone got my Sweeping Seven Stars?"
"Well, when you fell, it blew away. Then it hit, hit the whomping willow." Hermione said hesitantly, "Professor Flitwick just blew it away before you woke up." Bring it back." She reached for the schoolbag at her feet and turned it upside down. A dozen pieces of wood and fragments of the broom tail fell on the bed. These were the remains of Harry's broomstick.
The Harry trio fell silent.
