Aphasia at Hogwarts

Everyone on the court looked at the sky in horror, those dark and worn cloaks were constantly flying, like hunting ghosts.

They fly through the air, soaking up the joy generated by students who are in high spirits from a Quidditch match.

That happiness was like the fragrance of flowers when they bloomed, attracting them, and made them forget the contract signed with the Ministry of Magic, and started to attack the students.

"No, Harry!" Hermione yelled suddenly, nervously.

On the pitch, the Quidditch players fell downwards, not daring to stay in the air any longer, not daring to be exposed to the sight of the dementors.

But Harry didn't do this. The moment the dementors appeared, an extremely cold breath passed into his body, making him lose control of his body.

He stayed in mid-air, like a puppet without a soul.

Those with trauma are more susceptible to dementors than others, and to a greater degree.

And Harry, exactly.

At this moment, in Harry's mind, the icy breath cut through his brain like water, and at the same time turned out the memories buried deep in his consciousness.

Just like the one before on the train.

He heard a voice from the back of his memory, it was a woman's scream, she was crying and begging.

"Don't touch Harry! Don't touch Harry, please, kill me, kill me!"

Harry's consciousness has become like a frozen lake, unable to function at all, he can only listen numbly to the sound being continuously amplified in his brain.

At the same time, his body finally couldn't keep his balance on the broomstick and began to fall downwards.

There was an exclamation in the audience.

But fortunately, there were not only students in the auditorium, but also Hogwarts professors.

Guan Qiong noticed that as early as the dementors first appeared, Snape took out his wand, and there was a silver light flashing on the wand.

According to Guan Qiong's observation of the magic circuit on his body, Snape obviously wanted to cast the Patronus Charm.

But for some reason, he gave up that magic and put his wand away.

However, his dark, tunnel-like eyes kept staring at Harry, and his hands under the robe were tightly clenched into fists.

And when Harry couldn't take it anymore and started to fall, he subconsciously took a step forward.

Fortunately, other professors took action.

Professor McGonagall waved his wand, and a levitation spell appeared instantly, and precisely landed on the falling Harry, controlling his body.

Dumbledore on the side, with a rare expression of anger on his face, held a wand in his hand, and shouted loudly at more and more dementors in the sky.

"Call God to protect you!"

With a sharp cry, a huge bird flew out of his magic wand. The silver light all over his body seemed to be burning, and he flew towards the sky with it, bringing warmth to the students below.

That's Dumbledore's Patronus Charm, Phoenix.

Driven by the phoenix, those dementors flew outside like shadows under the sun, and the cold atmosphere they brought dissipated, leaving only the naturally formed cloud and rain in the sky.

"Those dementors are becoming more and more shameless. Not only did they fail to find Sirius, they even dared to attack the students in the school." Professor McGonagall said after handing the unconscious Harry to the Gryffindor team members and asking them to send Harry to the school hospital, then returned to Dumbledore's side.

Her face was serious and angry. After all, this was not the first time. On the train when the school just started, the dementors attacked the students once.

Although the Ministry of Magic fooled the past by searching for traces of Sirius, everyone understood that it was the dementors who were actively looking for food that time.

Fortunately, there are still contracts binding them, so there are no casualties. It is just that there are a few students with trauma in their hearts. The situation is relatively bad, and they probably have bad memories.

"This is indeed something that needs to be considered. They have crossed the line." Dumbledore also had a bad expression. He looked at the black breath that was going away, and then looked at a corner of the auditorium.

There, there was a black dog squatting just now, but it has disappeared at this time.

Finally, Dumbledore looked at another location, which was the direction of Guan Qiong and Hermione. At this time, the two of them were surrounded by a cloud of silver light, making them less happy than other students.

Dumbledore recognized that it was the Patronus Charm, but it seemed that Guan Qiong hadn't fully mastered this magic yet.

But Guan Qiong is only in the third grade now, and being able to cast light and mist has already far surpassed other students.

"Hmph, we all know why they came here. With all due respect, Sirius Black has not been caught for so long, there must be someone secretly helping him." Snape said indifferently, implying something.

And they all knew that what Snape was talking about was the absent Professor Lupine.

Not only did he miss this Quidditch match, but he also missed the classes for the past few days, all of which were done by Snape.

"I trust Professor Lupine, Severus, and you should trust him too," said Dumbledore.

"I don't want to believe in a dark creature, or a guy who can't control himself." Snape pursed his lips tightly, his face extremely gloomy.

Dumbledore was silent, and McGonagall did not speak.

They all knew about the grievances between Snape and Lupine, and it involved Harry's parents and the escaped Sirius Black.

Snape didn't continue to say more, he knew that since Dumbledore asked Lupine to serve as the school's Defense Against the Dark Arts professor, it meant that he trusted Lupine and his character.

But Snape didn't think so. In his opinion, it was just that Lupine covered it up well enough.

They are always deceiving.

Snape turned and left, the wide cloak spread behind his back like bat's wings, bringing a gloomy aura similar to the Dementors just now.

"I'm going to see Potter, yes, and that broom." Professor McGonagall looked in the direction of the hitting tree.

Just now everyone's attention was on Harry who fell down, and no one paid attention to his broomstick, but under the action of the violent wind, the broomstick flew towards the outside of the court.

It is the direction where the Whomping Willow is located in the school.

"I'll let Filius take a look at it, I hope it's still intact." Dumbledore said, Filius is Professor Flitwick's name.

"I hope so." Mag said, sighed, and didn't hold out much hope.

What a day of bad luck.