[HP] The Elegance of the Night

In the early morning of the next day, the rumble of thunder outside the window became even louder. The bean-sized raindrops beat the ground rhythmically, the sound of the strong wind hitting the castle wall and the sound of trees breaking in the Forbidden Forest in the distance merged into a frantic movement of nature.

"Igil, today's weather is much worse than this time last year, and the competition will definitely be fierce." The platinum boy grinned and looked out the window at the scenery blurred by rain and fog. He really didn't know what he was happy about.Although the training of the Slytherins was very hard, everyone knew that the Gryffindor team could withstand the wind and rain better than the delicate little snakes, and the situation was not good for them.

"Come on, Draco!" Igil put on the waterproof cloak, and wore a green ornament on his chest, with an S-shaped silver snake shining on it, which was given to him by Draco before the game.The platinum boy pointed to the same jewelry on his body and made a victory gesture. With a piece of toast in his mouth, he went to join the other members of the Quidditch team with high spirits.

Quidditch is the most popular extreme sport among wizards. Every year, people go missing or even die because of it. The game will not be canceled because of a thunderstorm. Therefore, before eleven o'clock, all the teachers and students in the school came out as usual.They wore cloaks and bowed their heads across the lawn, and now and then an umbrella was blown into the sky by the strong wind.

Draco put on a green robe in the locker room. Captain Flint seized the last moment before the game to cheer up the team members. The determination to win the game, because he has no next time, this will be his last game in school. (if he can graduate this year)

The wind was blowing hard, the cheers of the audience were drowned out by bursts of thunder, and there was a silvery glint in the sea of ​​green in the Slytherin auditorium, and although Draco couldn't see it clearly, he knew it must be Igil.At the beginning of the game, the captains of the two teams made friendly contact under the command of the referee Mrs. Much of Captain Wood's final year at school.

"Get on the broomstick." Mrs. Hooch's words were drowned in the sound of the wind and rain, and Draco followed her mouth shape to ride on the Nimbus 2001, and rushed into the sky with the sound of Mrs. Hooch's whistle.

"Come on, Slytherin!" Pansy squeezed to the front row of the stands with the umbrella in both hands. She wanted to wave the small green flag, but as soon as she let go of one hand, the umbrella couldn't stop flying backwards, "Igil , You think we can win, right?" Pansy's words were not interrogative sentences, what she was asking for was the same affirmation as hers.

"We can win," said Igil, now fully wrapped in a cloak, the delicate glittering snake-shaped ornament on the cloak was particularly conspicuous.Igil's gaze had been following a small silver point of light, the only thing he focused on amidst the blurred red and green of the sky.

Draco rode the Nimbus 2001 through the heavy rain, and within minutes he was drenched, the wind freezing his body, and he almost ran into another player a few times.

"Sorry, I didn't see you!" Captain Flint bumped into Gryffindor's Angelina about 10 minutes into the game, nearly knocking the girl off her broomstick.Within two minutes, Fred, one of the Weasley twins, tapped Flint on the back of the head "lightly" with his bat, and the Slytherin captain's nose hit his own broom handle with a flash. bleeding.

"Sorry, I didn't see it," said Fred Weasley apologetically.

"You did it on purpose!" Flint covered his nose, the cold rain stopped the bleeding a little, he cast a hemostatic spell on himself, and several other members of the Slytherin team gathered towards him, "It's okay , keep playing." Flint waved them all back into place.

About a quarter of an hour into the game, Alicia of the Gryffindor team took the lead and scored a goal, "Ten to zero, Gryffindor team leads!" The commentator Lee Jordan shouted excitedly, and the red flag suddenly It fluttered around in the auditorium, forming a red heat wave.The little lions didn't even bother to catch their umbrellas when they were blown away by the wind, and they desperately cheered for their college's Quidditch team, boos erupted from the Slytherin auditorium.

Harry rode his Nimbus 2000 in the sky looking for the Snitch. He flew very high, his hair was always messed up like a bird's nest, smoothed by the rain, and drooped obediently on his face.In the first 10 minutes of the game, Draco's broom almost collided with him, and the platinum boy flew parallel to Harry for a certain distance, opening and closing his mouth, but Harry could only hear the rumble of thunder in his ears.

Suddenly, a golden bright spot appeared near one of the Gryffindor goalposts. Harry had been keeping an eye on the flight trajectories of his players, so he spotted it right away.

Draco was riding next to him on a broomstick, the speed of the Nimbus 2001 was faster than his 2000, Harry pretended to be suddenly concentrated and turned to fly towards Slytherin, Draco was really fooled Follow him around the corner.Of course there were no Snitches there, and Harry stopped his descent after diving for a while.

"Did you hear what I said?" Probably because of the descending height, Draco's voice came into Harry's ears intermittently.

"Is this a new tactic, Malfoy, I won't be distracted." Harry turned to see that the Snitch was no longer where it was, and now he lost track of it again.Harry soared into the air again, a Bludger whizzing past his right ear, the work of Derek, the tall Slytherin batsman.

"..." Draco's mouth moved, his voice was swallowed by the torrential rain, this time the platinum boy didn't keep staring at Harry, but chose to fly in the opposite direction.

Three and ten minutes into the game, Slytherin's Chaser Montagu slammed into Gryffindor's Katie. Katie held on to the broom tightly and did not fall, but lost the ball.Flint flew the ball into the Gryffindor goal, deftly dodging George Weasley's elbow into his face - goal!

"The score on the field is now ten to ten." The commentator Lee Jordan reluctantly reported the news to the audience, this time changed to the Gryffindor audience boos.

Slytherin, Draco raised his broom higher after avoiding a Bludger, stopping at the best vantage point in the middle of the arena.The gray-brown sky was getting darker, as if the night had decided to come earlier, heavy rain and lightning accompanied by thunder, and the clammy low temperature made Draco's white breath seem to freeze, and his hands and feet were numb from the cold .

It wasn't long before Harry Potter was flying beside him, and the blue-eyed boy climbed up to his level in search of the Snitch.Wow!A bolt of lightning illuminates the stands.The two Seekers, also looking down, saw the silhouette of a large, shaggy black dog.

The silhouette was clearly printed on the sky, and it was sitting in a row of empty seats on the top floor of the grandstand, and no one seemed to notice it except them.

"Black dog..." Harry's numb hands slipped on the broomstick, Nimbus 2000 plummeted a few feet, his feet hooked on the broomstick to regain his stability, Draco looked like he was in the hospital wing. As the door said, he concentrated on looking for the golden snitch, and didn't have the slightest desire to watch him perform stunts.By the time Harry flew back to that altitude, the black dog was gone.

"Did you see it? The black dog." Harry asked. If Malfoy also saw the black dog, it wouldn't be a bad omen as mentioned in the divination class.

"Don't talk to me, I won't be distracted." Draco angrily returned Harry's original sentence.

"Harry! Harry behind you!" At this moment, Gryffindor captain Wood rushed towards them, knocking away the Slytherin batsman Bol's bludger hitting Harry, a small golden The speckle flashed in the rainy air, and Harry saw it as soon as he turned his head. The blue-eyed boy rushed towards the Snitch, two feet, one foot... Just as he was about to grab it, the Nimbus 2000 suddenly slowed down , Draco grabbed the end of Harry's broom, and at that moment the Snitch disappeared again.

"Well done, Malfoy!" Captain Flint laughed, and Draco raised his chin triumphantly at Harry.

"I told you, I meant it!" Harry heard the platinum boy say this time.

The wind was still blowing as strong as before, but it lost its previous roar, and the venue suddenly became silent.A cold snap hit them, that biting cold feeling was familiar, as if all the joy in the world had disappeared.

"Dementors!" Draco's face paled. There were at least a hundred Dementors standing below. The excitement and high passion of the Quidditch pitch had a great temptation for them. a feast.

Harry's face was paler than Draco's. Dementors affected him more than others, and the more people who experienced fear, the more affected they were.

"Stop the game! Timeout!" Just when Harry could barely grasp the broom, the captains of the two school teams shouted and gestured to Mrs. Hooch, and the sharp whistle was blown.

Dumbledore angrily stood up from the teacher's stand and waved his wand. A ghostly bird rushed towards the group of dementors. The shape of the bird was very similar to Dumbledore's pet Fawkes.Fox is one of the very few phoenixes in the wizarding world. No one knows how it appeared beside the young Dumbledore. Its origin is as magical as its race.

The dementors backed away and scattered under the approach of the Patronus, and they fled into the darkness.The little wizards were shivering with cold, but it was only because of the weather.Within a few minutes of the game being suspended, Harry staggered and almost fell when he dropped his broom. Wood supported him and asked if he could continue the game. Harry nodded and stood still.

If only there were chocolates, Harry missed Professor Lupine, he always carried chocolates with him, especially after entering Hogwarts full of dementors guarding him.

"Dumbledore asked me to give it to you." Harry's thoughts were interrupted by a low and long voice, and the Gryffindor team froze collectively, taking the chocolate frog from the dark-faced Professor Snape .

"It's time to start!" Flint shouted to Mrs. Hooch. The timeout of the game was a bit long this time, and the Slytherins had already finished chewing the chocolate frog that Professor Snape sent over first.

Mrs. Hooch blew the whistle again, and the members of the two teams flew into the sky again. The Slytherins ate at least two chocolate frogs each, while the Gryffindor team kept the chocolate frogs in their mouths. I had time to swallow it down.

"The Slytherins got the Quaffle, the Slytherins attacked—Montague scored—" Lee moaned, "twenty to ten Slytherins."

Slytherin had high morale because of Dean Snape, and scored a goal as soon as he entered the field. There was a burst of cheers from the Slytherin audience, and Lee Jordan cursed fiercely. Professor McGonagall wanted to hold him The microphone was taken down.

"I'm sorry, Professor, I'm sorry! It won't happen again."

The game was still going on, with the Slytherin Borg hitting Arya with a stick, the Weasley twins nearly hitting Flint in doubles, and collisions happening.The sky was getting darker. After the time just now, the physical strength of the players was rapidly consumed in the heavy rain. Everyone pinned their hopes on their team's Seeker, hoping that he could quickly catch the Golden Snitch and end the game early , other members of the two colleges also began to pay attention to the little snitch.

Just when everyone was looking, a few feet above the lawn, a small golden glitter caught Draco's attention.The platinum boy lowered his body and shot out like an arrow.His body is almost flat on the broomstick, which reduces drag.Harry Potter spotted the Snitch too, and he flew so close to Draco that their knees collided as he swooped down.

Draco's Nimbus 2001 was faster, and during the flight, Harry grabbed the tail of the platinum boy's broom as Draco had done before, and this action brought them closer.Draco gave his broom a kick to make it go faster, and Harry tried to do it again, this time the platinum boy kicked Harry's broom, making him go off course, which he wanted more It was Harry in the stomach, but the blue-eyed boy was as close to the broom as he was.

Draco threw himself forward, both hands off the broomstick, and he knocked off the arm of Harry who was chasing up again, before stopping his descent.

"Got it!" Draco landed on the ground, he raised his arms high, the Golden Snitch flapped his wings between his fingers, a heat wave suddenly arose in the Slytherin stands, and small green flags fluttered everywhere.Draco's eyes caught the only silvery glint in the green, and he waved in that direction excitedly, not bothering to wipe the rainwater into his eyes.

Harry landed next to Draco, unwillingly staring at the golden ball in Draco's hand, teammates from both houses fell from the sky.

"Harry Potter, you lost this match." Draco noticed the strong gaze behind him, and turned his face with a smile on his face.His pale eyes narrowed into a thin line, and his smile was blindingly bright.

"This is just the beginning - Potter."