[Comprehensive] BOSS, please brush points

Every Quidditch game usually attracts the whole school to watch, it's almost like closing the school, but when the students run to the grass of the Quidditch pitch, they can't help but hunched over against the violent wind, The umbrellas in the hands of the students were all taken as if they were about to fly.

Before Harry entered the foyer, he saw Malfoy and his two little followers, laughing as they headed for a huge umbrella in the stands.

Fu Xiaoya followed Hermione. Not only did she put on a transparent bathrobe, but she also wore a black umbrella for four people.

"In this case, it would be dangerous for Harry to win." She said hysterically in the storm, and couldn't help sweating for Harry.

Hermione yelled, "This is a 50.00% probability, Harry won't necessarily lose, I'm sure he will definitely win."

"But winning won't be easy." Ron added on the sidelines.

Fu Xiaoya rolled her eyes, Ron was talking nonsense again, she remained silent, and sat down with the two of them.

The Gryffindors changed into their crimson robes and waited for Muto to give his pre-match speech, but he didn't speak.He tried to open his mouth several times to speak, but swallowed them all, then shook his head in disappointment, and beckoned the team to follow him out.

The wind on the field was so strong that they staggered and staggered even when they walked.If the cheering of the crowd can't drown out the thunder, they can't even hear it.Rain splashed into Harry's glasses, and he glanced at the goggles of the Slytherin players around him, wondering how he was going to catch the Snitch in this situation.

Hufflepuff was coming from the other end of the field, in their canary-yellow robes.The captains of both sides stepped forward and shook hands politely; Diggory smiled at Mu Tou, but Mu Tou didn't smile back, and he nodded blankly as if he had tetanus.Harry saw Ms. Hooch start to say, "Get on your broom," and he quietly pulled his right foot out of the mud and straddled his nimbus two thousand times.Ms. Hooch put the whistle to her lips, and with a high-pitched sound she moved away from them.

Harry rose quickly, but his nimbus was blown slightly sideways by the wind.He managed to keep it steady, squinting into the rain.

In less than five minutes, Harry was drenched and nearly frozen, barely able to see his teammates, alone in search of the little Snitch.Flying back and forth across the pitch, he sees only blurry shapes, red and yellow, and has no idea what happened to the rest of the players during the game.He couldn't hear the broadcast because of the wind.The crowd hid the broken umbrella under a sea of ​​cloaks.Twice Harry got too close and nearly hit the post; the rain beating on his glasses blurred his vision and prevented him from seeing exactly what was approaching.

He hadn't known how long the race had passed, and the job of keeping the broom level was getting harder and harder.The sky was darker than before, and it seemed that it was going to be night soon.Twice more Harry almost ran into other players, not even knowing if he was a teammate or an opponent; everyone was so wet now, and the rain was so dense, he couldn't tell them apart.

Ms Hooch's whistle came with the first flashes of lightning; Harry could just barely see the silhouette of Muto through the thick rain, and he gestured to the ground.

All the team members were all immersed in the muddy water.

Hermione and Fu Xiaoya had watched the Football World Cup in the Muggle world, so when the captain of Gryffindor called a timeout, the two of them glanced at each other and found the lounge with a grunt.

Hermione cried out as soon as she found Harry. "I have an idea, Harry! Give me your glasses, quick!"

He handed the glasses to her for no apparent reason, and Hermione tapped them lightly with her magic wand, and said, "Water drops!"

"That's good!" She handed the glasses back to Harry and said, "Then they won't be afraid of water!"

The team members were stunned, and the captain Mu Tou looked as if he wanted to hug her and kiss her wildly.

Seeing Fu Xiaoya, the corners of her mouth curled up. "Since Hermione has done this, then - warm as spring!" She used this dbuff on everyone.

"Stunning!" he called hoarsely.

Hermione and Fu Xiaoya's spells are very good.Although Harry felt that the wind blowing on his body was still slightly cold, but he could see clearly, and his whole body was no longer stiff from the cold.Filled with renewed determination, he hustled his broom through the furious air, watching the Snitch in every direction, and to dodge a ball post, and Diggory came flying the other way, and Harry dove beneath him... …

Immediately following the forked lightning, the thunder broke out again.The situation is getting more and more dangerous.Harry must find the Snitch quickly.

He turned and flew back towards center field, but at that instant another flash of lightning lit up the stands and Harry saw a complete distraction, a large black shaggy dog Its half-body profile, its traces can be clearly seen from mid-air, in the empty seats in the row at the top of the stands.

Harry's hand holding the broomstick slipped numbly, and his Nimbus dropped a few feet.He shook around his wet eyes and glanced sideways back at the stands, where the dog had disappeared.

"Harry!" Muto yelled in pain from the Gryffindor goal.

"Harry! Behind you!"

Harry looked around nimbly.

Siddiq Diggory was galloping down the field, and a small golden speck was shining brightly in the rain between them.

A shock of panic swept over Harry, who gripped the handle of his broom tightly and saw the Snitch enlarging directly in front of him.

"Come on!" Although the rain whipped his cheeks, he still yelled at his light wheel two thousand: "This little thing is nothing!"

But something unexpected happened.

An eerie silence fell over the stadium.The wind was still as strong as before, roaring as if about to forget something.Suddenly it seemed as if someone had turned off all the sound, and Harry felt as if he had suddenly gone deaf. What happened?

Then a familiar and terrible chill came over him.

In his mind, he knew something was moving under the field.

Before he knew it, Harry's eyes left the Snitch and looked down.

At least a hundred berserkers, their hooded faces turned upwards on him, stood just below him.It was as if icy water was rising from his chest, cutting off his thoughts.When he could hear again... it seemed like someone was screaming, and the scream went into his head...a woman...

Exactly the same as the plot of the movie, Fu Xiaoya and others watched those dementors continuously pounce on Harry's face, and then they were chased and killed by Dumbledore and Kukapro, who had been waiting for an opportunity.

Both Hermione and Ron's throats were hoarse, and the little girl's lips were pale, and she didn't know whether she was frozen by the rain or frightened. "It'll be fine, Kuka has been guarding Harry's side, and the dementors don't dare to attack him anymore."

Fu Xiaoya stood beside Harry, and said to Dumbledore, who had an extremely ugly face, and could even be said to be a little livid.

Dumbledore took a deep look at her, and in the end, maybe because Fu Xiaoya didn't have a very good-looking face, he chose to believe her.

"Is Harry really going to be fine?" Hermione pinched Fu Xiaoya's half of the skirt, and she didn't recover.

"He is the savior who survived the catastrophe, how could he be injured by such a low-level and ugly dementor." Fu Xiaoya patted the back of her hand and comforted her.In fact, if she didn't know the plot, maybe she would be at a loss like Hermione.

Seeing that dozens of dementors were eaten by Kuka in an instant, Fu Xiaoya was still in a bad mood.

Dumbledore then cast a Levitating Charm, sending Harry to the hospital wing.Fu Xiaoya looked at the sky again, there were still several unwilling dementors hovering near the sky above the Whomping Willow in the distance.

Harry could hear the whispers, but couldn't understand anything.He had no clue, or understanding of where to start, or what he had been doing before.The only thing he knew was that every inch of his body hurt like he had been beaten up.

"It's the scariest thing I've ever seen in my life."

The scariest thing...the scariest thing...that black figure...the chill...the screaming...

Harry's eyes opened suddenly.He is in the health room.The Gryffindor Quidditch team, each covered in mud from head to toe, gathered around his bed.Ron and Hermione were there too, looking as though they'd just climbed out of the pool.

"Harry!" Fred's face covered in mud looked extremely pale. "how are you feeling?"

Harry's memory seemed to flash back quickly.The Lightning...Gram...The Snitch...and the Dementors...

"What happened?" he said, and they all gasped suddenly.

"You fell," Fred said, "probably...probably...fifty feet high?"

"We thought you were dead," Erica said tremblingly.

Hermione let out a small squeak, her eyes bloodshot.

"But what the hell is going on now," Harry said. "What happened? Are we going to have a rematch?"

No one spoke.The terrible truth was like a sinking stone in Harry's heart.

"We didn't...lose, did we?"

"Diggory caught the Snitch," said George, "right after you fell. He didn't know what happened. When he got back on the ground and saw how you were, he ran up and yelled for Rematch. But they won justice... even Muto admitted."

"Where's Mutou?" Harry said, suddenly realizing he wasn't here.

"Still out in the rain," Fred said. "We think he's trying to drown himself."

Harry buried his face in his knees, his hands gripping his hair tightly.Fred gently shook his shoulders.

"Now, Harry, you've never lost a Snitch before."

"There's a first time for everything," George said.

"It's not all over," Fred said. "We only lost by a hundred points."

Right?So if Hufflepuff loses to Ravenclaw, and we win Ravenclaw and Slytherin..."

"Hufflepuff must lose at least two hundred points," said George.

"But if they beat Ravenclaw..."

"Impossible, Ravenclaw is too strong. But if Slytherin loses to Hufflepuff too..."

"All the possibilities... There are at least a hundred of them."

Harry stayed there without saying a word.They had lost... the first time, the first time he had lost a Quidditch match.

After 10 minutes or more, Ms. Pang Rui came and drove the team members away.

"We'll be back to see you later," Fred told him. "Don't blame yourself too much, Harry, you're still our best Snatcher."

A group of people walked out in a muddled manner.Ms. Poppy shook her head and closed the door behind them.Ron and Hermione approached Harry's bedside.

"Dumbledore's really mad," said Hermione in a shocked voice. "I've never seen him like that before. When you fell, he ran out onto the field, waving his wand." , to cushion the force of your fall to the ground. Then he twirled his magic wand at the Berserkers. Shooting something like a silver cannonball at them. Immediately they left the stadium stands... We heard him say in a rage that he I will ask them why they came here. Fortunately, just as the dementor thought about it, Xiaoya's pet rushed over."

"That pet is guarding you. Xiaoya said to go to the Forbidden Forest to find something, and let the principal of our team keep it a secret." Ron said, "Principal Dumbledore put you on a stretcher and sent you back to the hospital with a levitation technique." Tsubasa. Everyone thinks you're…"

His voice faded away, but Harry barely noticed it.He was thinking about what the dementors had done to him... and that scream.He looked up at Ron and Hermione, he was very worried looking for something important nearby, and asked quickly.

"Can someone help me get back my light wheel two thousand?"

The two glanced at each other quickly.

"Uh……"

"What's wrong?" said Harry, looking back and forth between the two.

"Well... it flew out when you fell," said Hermione hesitantly.

"and then?"

"And then it hit...it hit...amazingly, Harry, it hit a faint bark willow."

Harry felt a sudden sense of foreboding.The Whomping Willow is a very rough willow that always takes up the center of the road.

"And then?" he said, afraid to know the answer.

"Well, you know the Whomping Willow," Ron said. "It-it doesn't like being touched."

"Professor Flitwick brought it back just before you woke up," said Hermione in a very small voice.

Slowly, she turned a bag at her feet upside down, and some splintered wood poured out of it on the bed, Harry's always loyal companion, ending up in tattered wreckage.