The Harry Potter Show Teaser

Chapter 143 Chaos and Attack

"Professor, what did they mean just now?" Weiss asked Dumbledore suspiciously about the 'sign language' of the dementors just now.

"I think it's a promise that we won't enter the school." Dumbledore shook his head indifferently: "Don't worry, with me here, even if they come in... Hehehe..."

"Well, I think so too." Weiss turned his head and looked at his left arm and added, "Maybe you don't need it."

"Hehehe, although I have only said this sentence to Fox in the past, but Serena Wes, do you want to take a flame spell?" Dumbledore teased Wes with a smile.

"...No, thank you, it's powerful enough." Weiss twitched his mouth and quickly shook his head in response: "Speaking of food, what do those ghosts eat?"

"Dementors feed on the joy of human beings. I hope those guys won't do anything stupid." Dumbledore withdrew his smile, and turned his head to look at the large group of dementors in disgust.

"Eh..." Weiss also looked back at the group of dementors gathered together, raised his eyebrows and said, "This amount...Professor, you should give me a flame spell."

"Hehehe, the flames are raging..."

...the Quidditch field...

"Yo! Wes! You came by yourself!" Ron whistled when he saw Wes coming up in the rain, and then asked, "Why don't you hold an umbrella?"

"Well, I've learned a new magic, I'll show you guys a try, it's waterproof and moisture-proof..." Weiss said as he pulled out his wand and cast this spell on several girls.

"That's cool! But why didn't you release it for us?" Dean said indignantly as he watched the rain splash directly from the heads and clothes of the cursed girls.

"Don't waste magic power, and Aunt Luna said that it's okay for boys to suffer a little bit." Weiss shrugged and replied: "The most important thing is that you have seen my spells and actions, I used them. So many times, it’s just a good time to learn.”

"Convex-_-convex" Simo directly replaced Dean's answer, and it was a very vivid sign language answer.

"It's easy, okay." Hermione directly replaced what she wanted to say with actions. She waved her wand fiercely, and smashed the 'waterproof spell' on Neville's head. Suddenly, Neville seemed like a few girls. It's like being covered by something, blocking the rain.

"...Hermione, can you be lighter next time..." Neville staggered suddenly, rubbing his forehead and muttering in a low voice.

"That's right, show off your gentlemanly demeanor!" Parvati raised her head high, her eyes full of contempt: "And it's not difficult! Look at our Hermione!"

"Ronald, come on, you see Hermione has learned it!" Ginny also started to imitate Parvati, staring at Ron.

"...I always feel that I have done something wrong, waterproof and moisture-proof..." Weiss was a little scared by the fierce eyes of several boys, and immediately began to sing.

"It's better to do this earlier... I heard the whistle for the start of the game!" Seamus nodded in relief, patted Weiss on the shoulder, and frowned, "But It's raining heavily."

"Harry seems to be in trouble, he's been cleaning his glasses..." Ginny raised her head and kept staring in the direction of Harry's broom.

"Wes, will you help Harry release the 'Waterproof Curse' later? The rain is getting heavier, and Wood or Cedric will definitely call a timeout!" Ron also kept looking up at Harry's Xiang Xiang analyzed the situation, and then asked, "Are you magical enough?"

"I……"

"No, I'll go...We will lose if we count on this road idiot." Hermione glanced at Weiss and said quickly.

"I'm really sorry for being a road idiot." Weiss curled his lips speechlessly, looked up at the thicker and thicker dark clouds in the sky, and said worriedly: "You'd better start early and wait for them over there, the stairs It's slippery, so it doesn't have to be so fast..."

"It's really long-winded, like an old lady!" Hermione glanced at Wes expressionlessly and walked down the stairs quickly.

"Well, she's in a bad mood. There are always a few days in a month, don't you understand! Eat a piece of chocolate, you look so pale." Ginny explained for Hermione, throwing a chocolate ball to Wes.

"Well, the magic power is indeed a little lacking." Weiss was not polite, took it and peeled off the candy wrapper and chewed it.

The game was indeed the same as Ron's analysis. The rain was getting heavier, and Wood did call a timeout. After a short break, Harry flew into the sky again and never wiped his glasses with his hands.

"It seems that Hermione has caught up!" Ron hammered the railing excitedly, and shouted at the top of his voice, "Harry! Come on!"

"We are now leading by 50 points. As long as we catch the Snitch quickly, we will win!" Dean looked at the chasing players worriedly: "The seniors are shaking from the cold."

"Merlin! What's that? Am I right?" Ginny's eyes followed the direction Harry lifted into the sky. There were dark clouds, dense raindrops, a little golden flash, and other things — Dementors!
It was a large group of dementors. There were at least 100 of them in the dark area. They hid on the rain clouds. If Harry hadn't broken through the rain clouds that seemed to be pressing down, no one would have noticed them. Wizards on the Quidditch pitch, both players and spectators.

Ginny was not the only one who noticed this scene. Many little wizards screamed in shock, staring blankly at the sky with pale faces.

It wasn't just the little wizards who were pale, but also the professors in the main stand. Unlike the panicked little wizards, each of them immediately raised their wands and pointed them at the sky.

The dementors moved, as if they were startled by Harry, they swam away one by one, and most of the dementors faced Harry, who seemed to have stiffened all over.

"Get out!" Dumbledore in the main stand uttered an angry shout at this time, and the sound of magic power shook the wooden stands.Accompanied by this roar, his whole body was full of beard and hair, as if furious, surging magic power poured out like a tidal wave without any scruples, and then he raised his wand to aim at the sky, and the silver-white Patronus curse came from his body. The tip of the staff popped out, and in an instant it turned into a huge phoenix and flew towards Harry who was surrounded in the air.

The dementors surrounding Harry in the sky saw this silver phoenix, like a mouse seeing a cat, and fled desperately and quickly.

Weiss just glanced at Dumbledore's state and didn't care about Harry any more. He had seen this state once. That time, the kind old man in front of him hanged up and beat all the black priests of cholera in Egypt just by meeting him.

Weiss' eyes fell on the fast-falling dementors. They were about to touch the stands, and they seemed to want to have a good meal before being chased away by the patron saint. At this time, many little wizards were Already pale and fell to the ground.

"You guys are really bold..." Weiss said lightly, then raised his left hand, aimed at the sky and shouted loudly: "Gryffindor, get down!"

Without waiting for the answers from the little wizards around him, he roared again: "Yan kills Black Dragon Bo!"

The magic fire this time is obviously different from that on the train. It didn't shoot up directly into the sky, but wandered around as if it had a spirituality, chasing the dementors over the stands of the four colleges.

As long as the dementors it catches up with have only one way—turn into fly ash, disappear without leaving a trace of existence.

Accompanied by the exclamation and admiration of the little wizards around him, Weiss' face turned pale instantly, and fine beads of sweat appeared on his dry forehead that had been cast with the waterproof spell.

He controlled the magic fire to circle the Gryffindor stand for the last time, raised his arm vigorously, and the flame soared into the sky and sank into the clouds.

There was no roar, no explosion, the magic fire submerged into the rain cloud, like a hot knife submerged into butter, and a hole was opened, not too big or too small. There was no sunlight, no light, and only a figure fell rapidly.

It was Harry, his broom tail was obviously missing a large part, and he was falling like a shooting star at a very fast speed.

Fortunately, Dumbledore's Patronus Charm had driven away most of the dementors at this time, and the remaining dementors were also driven away by the patron saints summoned by the three deans, which made him free Hands out.

Dumbledore didn't chant, he just flicked his wand briefly and quickly, and Harry's fall slowed down enough for the Quidditch players to catch him in midair.

And all of this, Weiss didn't know, after he exhausted the last bit of magic power to vacate the magic fire, he passed out gorgeously, and as he fainted, the waterproof spell he released before dissipated instantly, and suddenly Everyone has become a drowned rat.

……

When Weiss woke up, it was already dark, and he struggled to open his eyes, looking around in a daze.

"Well, the school hospital, I know it when I smell it." Weiss lay powerlessly on the bed. This was the first time he came here to use up all his magic power, without any trace left.

Suddenly, there was a loud noise outside the school hospital.

Then the door was pushed open, and the professors filed in.

Just when Weiss thought they were coming to visit him, Professor McGonagall's voice startled him into a cold sweat.

"Put the Weasleys on these two beds! Put Lee Jordan over here! Poppy! Poppy, come out! Three little wizards have been attacked!"

Following Professor McGonagall's anxious voice, the sound of three heavy objects falling reached Weiss' ears.

(End of this chapter)