Harry Potter’s Book of Sin Chapter 93: The Dog and the Eagle and the Dementor

　　 "I have an idea, Harry! Give me your glasses, hurry up!"

　　Hermione came here wearing a cloak, and she was smiling all over her face.

　　 Harry froze for a moment, and handed her the glasses with a puzzled look, and the whole team watched in surprise.

　　 In everyone's strange eyes, Hermione tapped Harry's glasses with her wand.

　　"Waterproof and moistureproof!"

　　"—Alright!" she said, returning the glasses to Harry, "water won't interfere with your glasses!"

　　Wood looked at him excitedly, as if he wanted to kiss her.

　　 "Awesome!" he shouted hoarsely behind Hermione.

　　 At this time, Hermione, who had retired, had already disappeared from the crowd.

　　 "...Well, guys, do it!" Wood turned around and yelled at the players again, seemingly rekindled just because of Hermione's little action.

　　Hermione's spell worked.

　　 Harry was still numb with cold hands and feet, and his body was still wet as never before, but he could at least see it.

　　 He made up his mind again, urging his broomstick to fly through the turbulent airflow, flying in all directions, carefully looking for the humble golden snitch.

　　 In the process, he avoided a wandering ball and passed under Diggory, who was flying in the opposite direction...

　　 there was another thunder, followed by a bifurcated lightning, and the situation seemed to be getting more and more dangerous.

　　 Harry felt that he had to catch the golden snitch as soon as possible-Maca scored another goal! Almost no one can stop him!

　　 Harry turned around again, trying to return to the center of the court.

　　 But just then, another bolt of lightning lit up the stands, and Harry accidentally saw the thing that distracted him the most.

　　 It was the silhouette of a huge black dog covered in shag. This silhouette was clearly reflected in the sky. It was sitting on the top row of empty seats in the stands.

　　 Ever since Harry saw the black dog before school started, the impression has been lingering in his mind. In the divination class, Professor Trelawney called it unknown in horror, causing some students to try to stay away from him.

　　 And now, **** it, he saw it again!

　　 Harry's numb hands from the cold slid on the broomstick, and he couldn't help falling several feet. He flicked the tips of his soaked hair away from his eyes, then squinted to look at the stand.

　　 But the dog is gone.

　　 "Harry!" Wood's cries came from the Gryffindor goal, "Harry, behind you!"

　　 Harry looked around in panic, but found that Diggory was continuously falling down the court. A small golden patch flew past the rainy air, shining a golden light between them that could not be ignored.

　　 Harry was panicked, his whole body leaning on the flying broomstick, he whirled towards the golden snitch.

　　 "Come on!" He yelled at his broom, the rain slapping his cheek, but he ignored it, "Hurry! Hurry up!"

　　 However, something strange happened at the scene.

　　 There is a kind of silence caused by timidity in the stepped stands around the stadium-although the wind is still as strong as before, it seems to have forgotten the whistling, as if someone had pressed the volume switch to turn off the wind Up in general.

　　 Harry felt that he was suddenly deaf.

　　What happened?

　　 Then a familiar and terrifying cold current hit him again, raging in his body continuously. At this moment, he just felt something moving on the court below.

　　 Before Harry could think about it, he moved his eyes away from the golden snitch and looked down.

　　 That's a dementor! The number is horrifying!

　　 There are at least a hundred dementors standing there, their faces hidden under the turban facing him!

　　 Suddenly, Harry felt as if cold water was rising from his chest, constantly cutting his internal organs. Then he heard a familiar and unfamiliar voice...

　　 Someone was moaning, moaning in his head... It was a woman... No, it seemed that there was something else.

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

　　"Go on one side, you stupid woman...Go on the other side! Now!"

　　 "Don't touch Harry, please don't—come towards me, kill me—"

　　 Harry was so numb that he felt that there was a white mist in his mind—what was he doing? Why is he flying? He must help her... she is dying! She is going to be murdered!

　　 But Harry only felt that he was falling down, falling in the cold mist.

　　"Don’t move Harry! Please don’t move him... Please... be merciful! Be merciful--"

　　 A shrill voice was laughing, and the woman was screaming... But at this moment, a sudden force supported his falling body!

　　"...Call the gods to protect you."

　　 A calm voice sounded from Harry's ears, and he felt his body surrounded by a soft and warm breath. At the same time, there seemed to be a burst of cheers and exclamation in the distance.

　　 "That's...the audience...the voice of the audience in the stands! Am I still playing? Yes, the game!"

　　 Harry woke up suddenly, and when he found that he was closing his eyes tightly, he managed to open his heavy eyelids like a block of lead.

　　 Suddenly, he saw a giant eagle exuding a silvery white mist for the first time!

　　 The body of that giant eagle is almost bigger than a human, with its wings spread out, and it is so big that it gives him a sudden lift of energy.

　　The giant eagle is flying fast in front, and the silvery white light mist diffuses and entangles around its body... Suddenly, its wings are retracted, and it moves towards the dementors floating on the ground with a magnificent aura Dive away quickly.

　　 The mist was stretched out behind the giant eagle, dragging out a conspicuous silver-white band of light in the air, which seemed to have a reassuring sense of beauty.

　　 The silver-white giant eagle suddenly rushed into the place where the dementors were crowded, and hit nearly ten dementors in one impact. For a while, the scene seemed a little chaotic.

　　 This kind of giant eagle seems to be the natural enemy of dementors, coming and going naturally, as if not worrying about the threats posed by those terrifying dementors. Instead, the dementors flew around and fled outside the stadium before the giant eagle could scratch and peck.

　　The giant eagle followed them for a while, and then disappeared in the air inexplicably.

　　 Only then did Harry put away his stunned expression and looked around.

　　 "...Maca?" He was surprised.

　　 At the moment, the person next to him is Maca. He is holding Harry’s waistband in one hand and his wand in the other. The whole person is hanging upside down on his light wheel 2000, relying on him. Two legs hooked the broomstick.

　　 "Don't look," Maca frowned, struggling, "Do you have any strength? Climb to the broom if you have any! Hurry up, if you don't want to fall down!"

　　 Light Wheel 2000 is slowly descending, but Maca doesn't seem to have much strength to control it well, so Harry has to rely on it now.

　　 However...

　　 "Oh, sorry—" Harry felt that his hands and feet were weakening, and he was completely disobedient.

　　 "Okay, okay!" Maca sighed, "Remember, you owe me once!"

　　 Intentionally or unintentionally, he glanced at the corner under the viewing platform, and just saw the figure of a black dog turning around and running quickly toward the forbidden forest.

　　 On the viewing platform, students, professors, and even Dumbledore were all looking at him—he even saw the smile in Dumbledore’s pale blue pupils.

　　"At least everything is going according to plan--"

　　 Maca mumbled a word, then decisively loosened his legs, and fell with Harry amidst the screams of all the teachers and students.

　　 "Floating into the air!"

　　Under the action of the Levitating Charm, the speed of the fall was immediately slowed down. When they were close to the ground, Maca and Harry were almost like two leaves in the wind and rain, falling precariously to the ground. on.

　　 Fortunately, at the moment when Maca chose to free fall, the two were not so high from the ground, otherwise Maca was really not sure that he could land without injury.

　　 "Hoo——"

　　 Maca lay up on the muddy turf, even though the puffy raindrops hit her face and body, she didn't even bother to move.

　　"It's really hard work~IndoMTL.com~ At his feet, Harry is face down in the mud, **** up to the sky, it's another treatment.

　　 In order to prevent Harry from suffocating, Maca strenuously lifted his leg and kicked his ass, causing him to barely roll over and lay on his side on the lawn.

　　 "Cough cough cough, whee--whee--" Harry choked a few times, then took two breaths, "Oh...thank you...I almost...cough cough...I almost I thought I was going to be suffocated by the mud."

　　Maca doesn’t have time to take care of him, he’s taking the time to figure out other things right now!

　　 After a while, the other students gathered around, and everyone hurriedly took them to the school hospital.

　　 "Oh! Golden Snitch! Is the game over?" Harry seemed to be suddenly energetic, and he struggled to shout.

　　 "Flying thief, just lie down and don't cause trouble to others, or I will let them throw you down and let you find the thief yourself." Maca said indifferently.

　　 "Uh, sorry..." Harry froze immediately.

　　 In fact, it was probably because of the influence of the Dementor that Harry had no energy for a long time. When he was taken to the hospital bed of the school hospital by the crowd, he soon fell asleep.

　　, on the contrary, Maca, who worked the most, still kept his eyes open.

　　 At first, many people were talking about him, and then they were all headed out by the head nurse Madam Pomfrey.

　　"He needs a rest! They all need a rest! Give me all out—"

　　Maca turned his head and looked out of the closed window. The storm continued violently, as if it didn't mean to stop at all.

　　 "Then sleep for a while, and I have to go to the Forbidden Forest at night..." Maca said, slowly closing his eyes.