Harry Potter’s Natural Villain Chapter 101: Shadows on the court (top)

"Let me try it. Eight? One? Chinese network? ≥≠≈≥=≤=≈"

Hermione walked all the way with her cloak, she said softly, because of Ron, in fact, their meeting time has been greatly reduced, and Harry’s position was on Ron’s side before, and he didn’t. Thinking that Hermione would come to help him.

"Thank you." Halinane said, in an awkward atmosphere, and passed his glasses over.

"I'm just doing something for my college and friends." Hermione took the glasses, tapped Harry's glasses with her wand, and said, "Waterproof and moistureproof!" "Alright!" She said, returning the glasses to Harry, "Water won't interfere with your glasses!" Wood looked at him, as if he saw an angel, wishing to rush to give her a hug right away.

As for the Slytherin side, it is much quieter. The general physical fitness here is stronger than that of the opponent. Coupled with the various equipment purchased by someone for them, the impact of heavy rain on them is minimized.

"How, are you proud that your opponents tied with you with the most common equipment?" Malfoy scanned the Slytherin players, even the seventh-grade Marcus Flint as The captain couldn't help being silent in front of him and didn't dare to refute.

"But it's not quite satisfactory." Then he nodded again and said: "At least they didn't let them grab the Snitch right now."

"Next, you will continue to use your own advantages. The longer the Gryffindor team drags with us, the more advantageous we will be." Malfoy said, waving his wand and summoning a beating orange-red The flames, bright and extinguished in the gloomy environment, exudes a soft light and temperature.

"Come and roast it, guys, I think no matter how advanced the equipment is, it can't completely withstand all the rain." Malfoy said while manipulating the flame, circling around all the team members, drying The players felt that their bodies were back to a warm state after being wetted by rain but not protected by protective gear, which was simply great.

"German..." Pansy wanted to ask some other questions, such as tactics, but was distracted by Malfoy's reminder.

"Mrs. Hooch's whistle blows, go up soon," he reminded.

All the players returned to the sky again with the whistle.

Looking at the afterimages on the court, Malfoy was a little surprised. In fact, he was a little interested in these activities and owes it. Even if Pansy sometimes asks him to help the team, he usually just thinks about it. Meaning, there is not much interest, but this year is different. Whether it is this game or the future Quidditch Cup, he has reasons to make Slytherin have to win.

"There is a dangerous man here." While thinking, Malfoy glanced across the audience stage and saw the students cheering for the team they supported, even if the sound of wind and rain blocked their cheering, but They are still hoarse.

By the way, there is also a girl with a lion head hat, cheering for the academy where she is not. The hat makes realistic roars from time to time, which creates a vacuum zone around her. The students were not happy to stand with her.

Malfoy’s gaze didn’t stop in the first few rows, but went straight to the last row. A huge black dog covered with **** was staying there, paws on the front chair, leaning back. Turn your head intently at the game in the sky.

"It's really touching." Malfoy's mouth evokes a strange arc, I don't know if it is emotion or some other emotion, "In terms of blood relationship, it looks like you are still my elder, I'm sorry. Yes, when I see you next time, maybe I will be a little disrespectful." Today is not suitable for taking some of his plans with Black, because he has more important things.

At this moment, there were bursts of exclamations from the audience. Malfoy saw the black dog suddenly stand up, his eyes looking straight at the sky, full of eagerness, it is difficult Imagine that the eyes of a black dog can be filled with so many emotions, and then the black dog immediately returned to its original state, and then jumped out of the seat, unwillingly rushed in the other direction, at least as a dog , Its behavior can’t be too abnormal, he can’t let people notice him, Lupin recognizes his Animagus, now he can only hold back his worry about Harry, and leave him temporarily. Now I can only hope that Dumbledore will not hurt Harry by this respectable principal.

"Have you finally done it? Dementors?" Malfoy sneered. Today may be the last time all dementors have appeared before humans in public.

On the field.

Harry’s numb hands slid on the broomstick, and his light wheel 2ooo fell a few feet. He saw the big dog in the audience just now, symbolizing the ominous and dead dog. , He flicked the soaked tassels away from his eyes, then squinted to look at the stand. The dog is gone.

He didn't have the time to care about the dog anymore, because a flash of golden patch attracted all his attention. "Golden Snitch!" His heart beat fiercely. He controlled the broom and chased after the gold.

However, something strange happened. There was a silence caused by timidity on the stepped stands around the runway; although the wind was still as strong as before, but the roar was forgotten, as if someone had turned off the wind, as if Harry was suddenly deaf-what's wrong What? Then a familiar and terrible cold wave hit him again, inside his body, at this moment he just felt something moving on the court below.. Harry couldn't think about it~IndoMTL.com~ So he turned his eyes. Move away from the Golden Snitch and look down.

At least a hundred dementors were standing underneath, with their faces hidden under the turban facing him. It seemed that frozen water had risen from his chest, cutting his internal organs. Then he heard the voice again...someone was moaning, moaning in his head...a woman..."Don't move Harry. Don't move Harry, please don't move Harry!" "Go on one side, you This stupid woman...go on one side, now..." "Don't move Harry, please don't, take me there, kill me—"

Harry’s brain was numb, and his brain was full of white mist.. What is he doing? Why is he flying? He must help her.. She is going to die.. She is going to be murdered... Falling in the cold mist. "Don't move Harry! Please don't move... Mercy... Mercy..."

A shrill voice was laughing, the woman was screaming, and Harry didn't know anything. "Fortunately, the ground is so soft." "I thought he was bound to die." "But he didn't even break his glasses." Harry heard these people whispering, but couldn't understand what they were talking about. He didn't know where he was, how he got here, or what he was doing before he got here. All he knew was that he was in pain all over, as if he had been beaten. "This is the scariest thing I have ever seen in my life." The scariest thing.. The scariest thing.. The black shadow wearing a headscarf.. Cold.. Screaming..