Harry Potter: Dark Alchemy Chapter 323: Quidditch competition

In the early morning of the next day, when I woke up, the sky outside the dormitory hadn't completely brightened.

But when she finished washing and walked to the window, she realized that the dimness was not only because the time was not up to sunrise, but also because the sky outside seemed to be covered in black and white. The wet cloud cloth and big raindrops hit the walls of the castle, and the howling wind creaked the branches of the forbidden forest in the distance.

Chang Chu really sympathizes with Harry.

Under normal circumstances, Quidditch games never stop due to heavy storms, wind, or snow. Unless the sky is full of purple thunders as in the first half of this year, and players flying into the air will be struck by lightning if they are not careful, the game will never be rescheduled.

So it is foreseeable that in today's game, the two Quidditch teams of Gryffindor and Hufflepuff will definitely be drenched like a group of imageless chickens.

He often walked out of the dormitory and spent time in front of the fireplace in the common room. When it’s time for breakfast, she

He went through the bronze eagle knocker alone.

Last night, Changchu knew that Wright would return to school today to watch the game, but she was not sure when Wright would arrive.

Changchu knows very well that although his boyfriend can make a very good flying broomstick, he is a complete Quidditch insensible. Therefore, she felt that Wright would not come to school until the beginning of the game.

When I walked into the auditorium at the beginning of the time, I found that the very familiar figure was sitting on the long table in Gryffindor, talking with Harry.

She stepped lightly, ready to give Wright a thrilling surprise, or to scare him.

But before Changchu approached, Wright turned around and waved at her.

Chang Chu put down his two small paws boringly, walked over to Wright and sat down, and asked: "Why did you come so early?"

"Eat first, and warm up." Wright brought a bowl of steaming porridge, "Although it is watching the game in the stands, you have to have strength. The wind outside today is very strong, and everyone Unsteady walking."

Changchu took the spoon handed over by Wright again and began to scoop the porridge.

"That's one of the reasons why I don't like Quidditch," Wright sat between Harry and Chang Chu, and began to mutter, "Is it bad to stay in the dorm in such a bad weather? Books The museum is also a good place, why do I have to go outside to get in the rain? I really don’t understand you."

Chang Chu and Harry looked at each other helplessly.

"Wright has been like this just now," Harry whispered, "I thought he was going to tell me something important. He went back to school early in the morning, but he was trying to persuade me not to go. Competition."

"He is such a person!" Chang Chu said, "I don't know why he always dislikes Quidditch so much."

Wright heard the conversation between the two. After all, he was sitting in the middle and pretending to hear nothing. It was too stupid. So he said: "If Harry, you have to go to the game, remember to bring Put on your wand, and the spell I gave you before."

"Call the gods to guard?" Harry asked, "but isn't that used to defend against dementors?"

"Yes," Leigh nodded and said, "Dementors will definitely break into the school today, and Dumbledore can't persuade them, I said."

"But why can you be so sure?" Chang Chu asked.

"Why?" Wright sneered. "Dementors feed on happiness. When they were guards in Azkaban, they could still **** a little from the prisoners every day, but now? They? They have been hungry for two full months, and hunger will make them lose their fear of Dumbledore."

He said again: "Moreover, everyone in the school is looking forward to this game. Everyone is very happy. After the game starts, our Quidditch stadium, for the Dementors, is a full game. A table with a very rich and gluttonous feast. What Dumbledore, what Ministry of Magic, what prohibition, they are too lazy to care!"

Harry glanced at the bread in his hand, and now he felt he couldn't eat anything.

But in any case, Quidditch is still the most mainstream and most popular sport in the wizarding world. After breakfast, all the teachers and students of the school walked out of the castle as usual, walked across the moist and muddy lawn, towards the Quidditch Stadium.

Wright and Chang Chu walked together, holding a black umbrella firmly in his hand, completely isolating the two from the outside world.

Across the rain curtain sliding down from the edge of the unmoving umbrella, the umbrella is warm like spring under the umbrella. At the beginning, I didn't hear the whistling of the squally wind. I could only see behind the heavy rain curtain. Silhouette.

"Wright, do you know what kind of feeling I have now?" Chang Chu suddenly turned his head, raised his eyes slightly, and looked at Wright's calm profile.

"What?"

"I feel like the eldest lady of a noble family, and you are my loyal butler and servant."

"Then I was really too bad. I didn't even remind you that a lady should only eat petals and drink dew in the morning. Instead, I made you eat a big bowl of porridge, two cakes, three slices of bread..."

"Enough!"

"Yes, my lady--no, my lady." Wright shut up immediately, "Quidditch Stadium has arrived."

Chang Chu turned his face angrily, but saw three vague figures waving at her in front.

"Who is that?"

"Gryffindor trio." Wright said, "Harry is probably going to the locker room~IndoMTL.com~ is saying goodbye to us." After a while, he said, "We are going now Gryffindor's stand, or go to Ravenclaw's stand?"

"Wright, aren't you going to meet Dumbledore?" Chang Chu asked.

"The podium is not for me." Wright shook his head and said, "Moreover, I don't want to sit with a group of professors to watch the game. Turn me over."

Changchu thought for a while and said: "Let’s go to the stands in Ravenclaw. In fact, we can’t see anything in such a heavy rain."

"If I need to, I can take out a panoramic telescope at any time." Wright said.

"That would be great," Chang Chu changed his mind immediately and said, "Let's go to the Gryffindor stand. Hermione also estimates that we need a pair of binoculars."

The wind is getting stronger and stronger. Every spectator sitting in the stands must hold their seats tightly so as not to be blown down by the gale. Few people are cheering, because with just one mouth, the wind and rain It will be poured directly into their mouths.

The players on the field face greater challenges.

Harry, who is still a little thin, is always shaken by the wind when he walks on the court. There is no reason for him to fall. Half of it comes from the support of his teammates from time to time, and the other half comes from his two legs. Always riveted into the mud like a nail.

In such bad weather, riding a broomstick into the sky is definitely not a simple task.

A shrill and ethereal whistle came from the ground, and the game officially began.

Fifteen swaying broomsticks, each carrying their owner, flew to the sky in the wind and rain.