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Chapter 137 Hi, Dahei!

To be honest, Sherlock is not very interested in the sport of Quidditch.

Because he spent a long time in the library, in addition to enhancing his magic knowledge, Sherlock also read many other miscellaneous books when he was relaxing.

Among them is the origin of Quidditch.

To be honest, there is not much to say about this kind of ball game, but there is actually no Golden Snitch in the beginning, and there is no Seeker in the Quidditch team.

Until a game in 1269, Barber Bragg, who was then the speaker of the Wizarding Council, came to watch the game.

He brought an avian magical animal called the Golden Snidget with him and announced that anyone who caught the Golden Snidget during the competition would win a grand prize of 150 Galleons.

The players in the game after that naturally forgot about the game completely and just wanted to catch the poor bird and get the grand prize of 150 Galleons.

And the wizards in the auditorium used the warding spell to drive the bird that just wanted to escape to the arena, so that they could watch this special game.

Until a witch named Modesty Labno felt pity for the poor Golden Snidget, secretly used a summoning spell to hide it in her robe and let it go.

But the incident was eventually discovered, and an angry Bragg fined her ten Galleons for disrupting the game.

Although the Golden Snidget was not caught in this game, the Quidditch game has been associated with the Golden Snidget since then.

In each game, a Golden Snidget is released, and a player on each team—originally known as the Hunter and later the Seeker—is tasked with catching it.

If any hunter can catch and kill the Golden Flying Man, his team can earn 150 points to symbolize the 150 Galleons promised by Breno.

The popularity of the Quidditch game quickly reduced the number of Golden Snidgets. In the [-]th century, the Golden Snidgets were almost extinct. A Golden Snidget that could be used in the game was even auctioned for a sky-high price.

In the end, a metalsmith named Bowman Wright from Godric's Hollow had a different idea: he invented a fake Snidget, which he called the Snitch.

This is the origin of the position of the Golden Snitch and the Seeker in a game of Quidditch.

It's disgraceful, it almost made a genocide extinct, and now there is a Modesty Rabnor Flying Man Sanctuary in Somerset to protect the Golden Snidget, a bird and magical animal.

So from the beginning, Sherlock was relatively indifferent to this sport.

But he really didn't have anything to do in the office, and his mood was much better than before, and he was idle, so he simply followed along to join in the fun.

The teachers and students of Hogwarts were obviously more passionate about Quidditch than he was. Almost all the teachers and students in the castle braved the wind and rain to come to the Quidditch pitch.

The wind is so strong that normal umbrellas can't hold up at all, and they will be blown away.

Sherlock saw Professor McGonagall, Professor Flitwick, Professor Sprout and others on the way to the stadium, as well as students such as Hermione and Ron.

But he didn't lean over, but walked up to the highest part of the auditorium alone, and sat there with his chin propped up.

Such a heavy rain had no effect on the Quidditch match. Sherlock even saw Dumbledore in the front row, and even he did not miss the match.

Players from both sides began to take off on broomsticks, and the referee in charge of this game was Mrs. Huo Qi, the flight teacher.

Sherlock, both Gryffindor and Hufflepuff, looked familiar.

Harry, Wood, Cedric, the Weasley twins, the latter are all students he is teaching now.

The match seemed to be going on very enthusiastically. Although Sherlock was not interested, he knew a little about the rules of Quidditch.

It could be seen from the scene that the Gryffindor team was leading temporarily, but in terms of Seekers, Harry was clearly at a disadvantage.

Because he needs glasses and Cedric doesn't, the rain severely obstructs his vision.

In the middle of the game, the Gryffindor team called a timeout, and Hermione seemed to run to Harry and cast some magic on his glasses, so that it would no longer be disturbed by the rain and became clearer.

Sherlock guessed that it should be a water-repelling spell, a small spell that is not too difficult but a bit off-the-wall, Hermione's biggest hobby is that students who like to read books will not find it difficult to learn.

Just as the timeout ended and the game continued, Sherlock glanced around casually in all boredom.

Then he met eyes with a big black dog that was sneaking over from the side of the stands, and met.

Looking at the black dog, Sherlock was taken aback for a moment, and then quickly realized that this dog was the one that led them to find clues when he and Silke went to Hogsmeade for the first investigation. black dog!
I didn't meet it when I went to Hogsmeade after that. Sherlock thought it had wandered elsewhere, but I didn't expect to meet it again in Hogwarts.

"Come here, come here, come over to Dahei."

Sherlock called to the black dog.

Sirius, who sneaked into Hogwarts to watch Harry play, was in a dilemma.

According to his past experience, the highest position in the auditorium is the worst viewing point in a Quidditch match. Normally, there should be no one in Hogwarts sitting here to watch the match.

As a result, he met this young professor as soon as he came here today.

And what the hell is Dahei!
After struggling and hesitating for a long time, Sirius felt that turning around and running now would arouse Sherlock's desire to catch him back. It would be a question of whether he would resist or not if he was captured by magic.

Simply take the initiative and act as if you were a real dog walking to Sherlock's side on four legs.

Looking at the dog, Sherlock naturally felt very kind. If it wasn't for it, he and Silk probably wouldn't have been able to catch the straw man so smoothly.

He touched the wet hair on Sirius, and he could clearly feel that the dog was very strong, and the muscles under the skin were very strong.

Sirius was numb all over from his touch, and had to stick out his tongue, pretending to be friendly.

"You are quite powerful. With so many dementors guarding you, you can still run into Hogwarts." Sherlock said suspiciously, "Could it be that dementors are not interested in dogs?"

Dementors certainly have little interest in dogs.

Sirius complained silently in his heart, he relied on this to stay in Azkaban for so long without going crazy.

Ignoring Sherlock's hands on him, Sirius was seriously staring at Harry's performance on the court, watching the scene of him flying in the air on a broomstick, reminding him of James in the past.

At this time, Harry, who was looking for the figure of the Golden Snitch in the rain, inadvertently turned his eyes to the highest point of the stands.

He saw Sherlock, and also saw the big black dog beside Sherlock!
Harry was not calm at all.

He still remembered the prophecy that Professor Trelawney made to him in his Divination class that just started this semester, saying that he would encounter something ominous.

The so-called unknown is a big black dog!

Harry had seen this black dog in many places, but what he didn't expect was that when he saw the black dog again this time, it was actually staying with Sherlock!
Just when Harry was in a daze, Wood, the goalkeeper, found the Golden Snitch right behind Harry.

He yelled to remind Harry, who had also noticed the little golden ball flapping its little wings.

But just as he was about to lower his broom and dive towards the position of the Golden Snitch, everything around his ears suddenly fell silent.

It was as if someone turned off the sound switch in his ears, making him deaf, and then he felt the coldness like falling into an ice cave.

There were at least 100 Dementors beneath him, looking at him with their faces hidden under their hoods!
Sherlock noticed the problem the first time the Dementor entered the Quidditch field.

He frowned, watching the dementors drifting towards from the distant sky with the strong wind, and clenched his wand in his right hand.

And Sirius ran away from the stands as soon as the dementors appeared. He thought that the dementors had discovered his traces and came to catch him.

Sherlock didn't pay attention to the black dog running away with its tail between its legs. He was watching the dementors falling from the sky and drawing out his wand.

Dumbledore, who was sitting in the first row of the stands, also noticed the dementors. His expression was ugly, or extremely ugly.

Sherlock had never seen Dumbledore show such an ugly expression before, but he didn't deal with those dementors immediately, because Harry seemed to be stimulated by something and fell off the broomstick at high altitude!

If no one cares about Harry, this height is enough to smash him into a pulp, so Dumbledore made a decision in a short time, first use the spell to stabilize the falling Harry.

Those uncontrolled dementors quickly flew to the stands, and almost all the students felt the biting cold.

There are also two dementors in front of Sherlock. He is holding a wand in the rain, and he is brewing the emotions before casting the spell.

Fortunately, it has been three days since he drank the potion of sorrow, and now he is in a much more relaxed mood than at the beginning. He waved his own magic and recited the spell.

"Call God for protection."

Silver brilliance flickered on the tip of his staff. Although the process was a little slow, a crow whose whole body was made up of pure silver brilliance emerged in midair!
It flapped its wings, dragged a long silver shard of light behind it, and flew around the entire Quidditch pitch.

Those hungry dementors, after being touched by this silver bird, were like butter heated on a frying pan, with gray gas rising continuously on their bodies, and their bodies were rapidly melting!
Sherlock's Patronus quickly flew a full circle around the entire stadium, and those dementors were driven to the center above the stadium like a flock of sheep surrounded by wolves.

Anyone who wanted to escape would be mercilessly beaten back by the crow.

At this time, Dumbledore finally stabilized Harry, who had fallen from the sky, on the ground.

He looked at the dementors who were being herded together and the silver crows circling them, and turned his head to glance at the height of the stands.

Sherlock also saw Dumbledore looking at him, so he stretched out a hand and waved at him, signaling that he didn't need to thank himself too much.

Seeing that Dumbledore was already in control of the situation, Sherlock took back his Patronus, and then walked towards the bottom of the stands.

At this moment, the entire stadium was in chaos. At the last moment when Harry fell from the sky, Cedric, the captain and Seeker of the Hufflepuff team who had greeted Sherlock at the castle before, caught the golden The Snitch, won the match.

But he obviously had a very upright character, thought the match was unfair, and asked for a rematch after Harry woke up.

Dumbledore conjured up a stretcher, let Harry lie floating on it, and asked someone to take him to the school hospital.

The other students in the auditorium naturally hurried to leave at this time. The chilling aura produced by those dementors gathered together was simply unbearable for normal people.

Sherlock also walked out of the stadium with the flow of people. His spellcasting action just now was very subtle. Except for Dumbledore, no one saw that the patron saint of crows was summoned by him.

Before leaving the court, Sherlock saw that the negotiations between Dumbledore and the dementors were not going well. He even drew out his wand, and a bright silver light shone from it.

How to negotiate with the dementors in the future is not something Sherlock should ask.

From the beginning of school, he felt that these dementors were unruly and would definitely cause trouble, and now they rushed into Hogwarts without permission.

After using the Patronus Charm once, Sherlock's mood improved a lot.

After releasing the [-] Patronus Charm that time, which caused emotional feedback, he never released the spell again.

The effect of the potion of sadness on him is slowly disappearing, and this potion, which is completely opposite to the potion of joy, is very wonderful.

Sherlock planned to see if he could get the formula from Madam Pomfrey in the future, and then he would prepare a few bottles for himself in the future.

He will definitely not give up the release method of the patron saint spell "Storm of Crows". Many dark creatures in the magic world are very afraid of this kind of spell. killer move.

Therefore, Sherlock, the potion of sadness, must be kept on hand. As long as the intake is not too much like the big bottle that Madam Pomfrey gave her before, it can completely offset the excitement that comes back from the emotional feedback after the cancelation of the crows. .

Make this spellcasting method perfect.

(End of this chapter)