Retirement from Hogwarts

"Don't touch Harry. Don't touch Harry, please don't touch Harry!"

"Go away, you stupid woman... Go away, now..."

"Don't touch Harry, please don't, take me, just kill me -"

Harry's mind was numb, what was going on?Am I not competing?Why was he suddenly here? Why was he flying? He had to help her, she was going to die, she was going to be murdered, and he was falling, falling in that icy fog.

"Don't move Harry! Please don't move, have mercy, have mercy."

A shrill voice laughed and the woman screamed.Then a warm glow from the sun enveloped him, and Harry knew nothing more.

"Where am I?" Harry jumped up suddenly on the hospital bed, breathing heavily as if he had just woken up from a nightmare.

"Don't get excited Harry, this is the school hospital." Jack, who was sitting beside the hospital bed, comforted in a low voice.

"Thanks to Jack for sponsoring the clothes."

"No, when he slipped off the broomstick, I thought he was dead."

"But he didn't even break his glasses. It was an amazing piece of clothing."

Waves of familiar chatter came in from the door of the ward. Harry listened to the whispers of these people, but he didn't understand what they were talking about.I don’t know why I am in the school hospital.All he knew was that his whole body hurt, as if he had been beaten.

"Okay, Harry, you lie down first, and we'll talk about it slowly if you have anything to do." Jack looked at Harry, who was grinning in pain every time he moved, and shook his head helplessly, and raised the upper part of the hospital bed to let Harry leaned in.

Harry looked toward the door behind Jack.He found the members of the Gryffindor Quidditch team whispering something there.

"Harry, how are you feeling?" Neville asked, sitting on the other side of his bed.

Following Neville's question, Harry's memories seemed to come back quickly: the lightning in the sky, the cold dementors, the golden snitch that he missed, the warm light that cut through the clouds, and that The big dog he saw on the landing before all this happened.

"What happened?" Harry asked excitedly as he looked at them.

"You fell," Neville said, looking at him worriedly, as if he had already died once. "It must have been a good fifty feet? Or more. Thank God you survived."

"We thought you were dead," Hermione sobbed, shaking and her eyes bloodshot.

"But did we win that game?" Harry asked, looking at everyone.

After hearing his question, everyone around him fell silent.

Harry looked at everyone's expressions and already understood the result, and then he asked hopefully: "Then can we still compete again?"

This time no one spoke.The terrible truth weighed on Harry's heart like a stone.However, he still asked unwillingly: "We didn't - fail, right?"

Finally, it was Wilfred who spoke: "Digory caught the Golden Snitch, just after you fell. He didn't even understand what happened at the time. When he looked back, he saw you falling to the ground, I just plan to interrupt this game and try to rematch it.”

"But they won fair and aboveboard. No one can deny this." George took over Fred's words and said.

"Where is Wood?" Harry asked after glancing at the teammates who had poured in after he woke up.

"

He's still wet in the rain," said Fred, "and we think he's going to drown himself. "

At his words, Harry buried his face between his knees and took hold of his hair.

Fred grabbed Harry's shoulders and shook them roughly. "Well, Harry, you've always caught the Snitch before."

"There's always going to be a miss," George said.

"The game isn't over yet," said Fred. "We lost a hundred points, right? So if Hufflepuff loses to Ravenclaw and we beat Slytherin and Ravenclaw labor..."

Fred couldn't help but pause when he said this, and he realized that his boss was still nearby.

"Hufflepuff will lose at least two hundred points." But George didn't care so much. "But if they defeat Ravenclaw..."

"Don't worry, this is impossible." Jack smiled and shook his head after hearing George's words. Obviously he didn't mind the idea of ​​them wanting to defeat Ravenclaw. "But if Slytherin loses to Hufflepuff, there's nothing I can do."

"It all depends on the score. No matter who wins or loses, it's all a matter of [-]%." ​​Fred concluded in the end.

Harry lay there without saying a word.They lost, and it was his first time losing a Quidditch match.But before he could calm down, Madam Pomfrey, who heard their movements, rushed in from the outside office.Kicked everyone out of the team.

"We're going to save the wood first, and we'll see you later." Harry's teammates shouted to Harry loudly when they left, obviously they wanted to make him laugh. "Don't blame yourself, Harry. No one can avoid this, and you're still our best Seeker."

After driving everyone out of the team, Madam Pomfrey closed the door outside with an unhappy look on her face, muttering something about not falling into my hands next time.

The three people who had been squeezed away by the team after they left returned to his bed again.

"Don't be sad, I have already avenged you. If you lose the game, just win it next time." Jack patted Harry on the shoulder and said.

Harry nodded after hearing Jack's words, but secretly sighed.Although he was confident enough in his own skills, he didn't have the slightest confidence in Dementors.

Hermione looked at Harry's still downcast face and said as if she guessed what he was thinking: "As for the dementors, you don't have to worry. Those dementors made Dumbledore completely angry." , I have never seen him so angry. Reports say that after Jack cleared the area of ​​Dementors, he went directly to their garrison around Hogwarts and killed them until only the Ministry of Magic The ones we sent stopped after more than ten years. I believe they will not dare to mess around again in the future."

"Is this true?" Harry's face suddenly brightened after hearing Hermione's words, and he excitedly confirmed to Jack. "Did you really deal with the dementors in those stadiums?"

"Of course, you don't think that I won't prepare anything after I suffered a loss on the train, do you?" Jack shrugged and said with a smile.

"The magic you used this time seems different from the last time?" Harry asked with hope after hearing his words.He didn't expect to learn the magic that Jack had used on the train before that would make him vomit blood.He had heard Lupine say in private that under normal circumstances it was a magic that would be difficult for a great magician like Dumbledore to master, but this time since it was the magic of the heart, maybe he could learn it too.

"Yes, the sun magic this time is indeed very different from the position magic last time." Jack nodded affirmatively after hearing Harry's question. "This magic is a pure attack magic developed from the spell left by the ancient Egyptian pharaoh Ramses II in the earth era. It does not have the ability to seal off the internal and external space like the eternal lake of glory last time."