I swung my greatsword at Hogwarts

Saturday, rainy day.

It seems that God did not favor Gryffindor.

Wood had a serious face, and the umbrellas blowing outside were about to fly away.

Originally, they were going to play against Slytherin today, but the Slytherin people avoided the match on the grounds that their teammates were injured.

Yes, it was the unlucky one who was knocked down by Buckbeak.

That was Slytherin's new Chaser.

"You mean Slytherin!" he said through gritted teeth. "He sure wants to see us and Hufflepuff lose!"

Harry was also angry, especially after his friend was punished by the head of Slytherin for cleaning the school hospital urinal.

They held their breath, looked up and looked outside, the rain was like falling bullets, just hitting their faces was like small stones.

The wind was strong enough to blow away the little wizards on every broom, and it was difficult to control just flying.

Harry went to change into his bright red team robes, and before entering the dressing room, he saw Malfoy with a dark face, as if someone owed him thousands of Galleons.

in the stands.

Goyle and Crabbe were holding a parasol, and Malfoy was in a bad mood inside.

Coming to John, John used the waterproof spell, and the water slid away from the side before hitting him.

Daphne also had John use one for her.

"It looks like you're not in a good mood."

Glancing at Malfoy, John knew he was angry.

After sitting down, Malfoy said angrily, "Damn it, they thought I would lose to Potter."

Originally, Malfoy vowed to wash away the shame, but the captain of the team, Flint, rejected the game because of injuries.

This made Malfoy feel humiliated, he had made all the preparations, and they even doubted his own strength.

Now Malfoy was not the type to run away from a fight, on the contrary, he was eager to fight Harry.

John said lightly: "When you become the captain, you will naturally be able to control everything."

"But... a little unconvinced." Malfoy was extremely depressed.

After being found out by that kid Potter, he thought he couldn't afford to lose.

The game is about to start, and the red and yellow are blurred under the rain.

But these are not a problem for John, he chuckled lightly: "Since you can't play, let's cheer for our friends."

He looked at Cedric. Cedric, the captain and the Seeker, was not knocked down by the rainstorm.

Cedric smiled at Wood: "It's going to be a great game."

Wood shook his hand too, and Cedric was a man enough to please his enemies.

A whistle blows and the game begins.

Harry leapt into the air, followed by Cedric.

They are like predators in the sky, watching for the Snitch.

The Bludgers went on a rampage, and Harry was almost knocked off several times.

The rain blocked their view, and it was worse for Harry, whose glasses were very blurred by the rain.

It's even blurry to see people, let alone a golden snitch the size of a walnut.

I don't know how long the game has been going on, Harry barely dodged the collision from his teammates or opponents.

Lightning streaked across the sky, and Ms. Hooch blew her whistle, a timeout.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Harry learned about the current situation.

Wood's devil training allowed them to lead by 50 points in bad weather, but in the current situation, if they don't catch the golden snitch, their competition will not end until midnight.

Harry took the opportunity to wipe his glasses, but it was useless, as long as he went out for less than five seconds, he still couldn't see clearly.

Harry despaired: "With these glasses, I have no hope."

Whenever the son encounters difficulties, the mother will always appear.

Hermione appeared just in time, and she tapped Harry's glasses with her wand and said, "Imperious"

"Here, I'm not afraid of water now!" Hermione handed the glasses to Harry.

Wood was very happy when he saw this, and even had the urge to kiss Hermione.

Of course, he didn't come out impulsively, after all, it shouldn't mean a fool.

Still wet from rain, blown by high winds, and frozen in the air, Harry could see.

Steering his broom through the storm, he looked around for the Snitch.

The Bludger flew around unaffected by the rainstorm, and Harry dodged the Bludger that almost hit his head, and passed under Cedric with a coquettish move.

Boom.

Zigzag lightning pierces the clouds, the weather is getting worse, and danger is everywhere in nature.

Realizing that he needed to catch the Snitch quickly, Harry turned around for a better view.

Another flash of lightning illuminated the stands like daylight.

John squinted his eyes, he looked at the sky, and the rain did not affect his body in the slightest.

Seeing him like this, Daphne asked, "What's wrong?"

"There is something."

John responded, looking carefully up to the sky.

At this moment, Harry saw it too.

The direction of the stands seems to have the outline of a big black dog with shaggy hair, which is set off very clearly by the sky, staying in the top row of empty seats.

A frozen hand slipped on the broomstick and he fell several feet.

Shaking off the bangs blocking his eyes, he looked at the stands again and there were no more black dogs.

"Harry, behind you!" Wood said with his loudest voice.

Harry hurriedly looked back, and the little golden dot was being chased by Cedric.

His heart tightened, if Cedric caught them, they would lose.

Ignoring the black dog, he speeded up to catch up.

"Quick! Faster!" He growled, as if it could be faster.

Maybe it was too loud, and there were no other voices around him.

A chill followed, all too familiar to him, the murderer who once made him pass out on the train.

To his horror, he discovered that it was a dementor.

At least a hundred of them, bursting onto the Quidditch pitch.

John in the stands finally saw clearly what was up there.

When John saw the group of dementors like a black cloud, his complexion suddenly turned bad.

"The Ministry of Magic can't control their hands, so I'll break them!"

John got up straight away, and before Daphne figured out the situation, he saw him draw out his wand.

"Expecto Patronum"

The professors also noticed something was wrong, and by the time they found out, the dementors had already arrived on the stadium.

Dumbledore's face was ugly, and he was about to make a move when he saw the light piercing the darkness.

"The Patronus Charm?" Professor Flitwick's voice was high-pitched, as if he were in class.

Amidst the silver light, an albatross sliced ​​open the sky.Charge towards the hordes of dementors.

Where the albatross passed, the dementor seemed to have encountered something terrible and fled quickly.

Professor Flitwick exclaimed excitedly: "Excellent Patronus Charm!"

As if he was going to pass out in the next second, the albatross shuttled around where the dementor group was.

John narrowed his eyes, and stretched out his right hand to the void.

The rainwater within [-] meters changed direction and all gathered towards his right hand.

Soon, a huge water polo with a diameter of ten meters condensed in his hand.

This scene shocked everyone.

Inserting the wand into the water balloon, John crooned again: "Expecto Patronum"

The albatross rushes towards the water balloon, and after entering, the water balloon changes.

Like a baby bird, the water polo spreads its wings, and a huge white albatross appears.

It spread its wings and flew, and wherever it passed, the dementors were swallowed into its stomach and could not get out.

The albatross was like looking for food, eating the dementors that entered the Quidditch pitch, and did not let go of those who escaped.

On John's forehead, it was unclear whether it was rain or sweat, and the magic crystal was being consumed rapidly.

Of the 20 dementors present, more than [-] were eaten. The giant albatross landed on the ground, lost its shape and turned back into a water ball.

"Beautiful, so beautiful!"

Professor Flitwick's hands were flushed, and his excited voice was even louder, "Excellent combination of Patronus Charm and Water Prison Charm, if it is in class, I will definitely add 100 points!"

This voice broke the calm on the court, and everyone turned their attention to John in the stands.

John rubbed his chest with his right hand, smiled at Professor Flitwick and said, "That's ridiculous."

Powerful and elegant!

These two words popped up in his mind at the same time, and after realizing that John had chased away the dementor, the little wizard let out a loud cheer.

John was smiling, remembering that he seemed to have forgotten something, he looked up.

A figure was falling rapidly, and it was too late for John to make a move.

"ArrestoMomentum"

A loud sound sounded, and Harry's body that was about to hit the ground suddenly stopped.

John looked towards the source of the voice, Dumbledore did not use his wand, but held out a hand.

Wandless cast.

Knowing the strength of this old man, John saluted him respectfully.

Dumbledore smiled, and he looked at the huge patron saint cursed water prison with surprise in his eyes.

Excellent spell variant, even Dumbledore had to admit that Voldemort was no match for John in third year.

But Harry suffers, he passes out, and Hufflepuff wins the match, unsurprisingly.

When Cedric heard that Harry had fainted, he suddenly felt that he was taking advantage of others.

He proposed a rematch, and Gryffindor was so impressed by his demeanor that if Wood was a girl, he would immediately rush to confess to Cedric.

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