Aphasia at Hogwarts

Harry and the others walked out of the dormitory, joined the others in the common room, and walked towards the dining room together.

Ninety per cent of the students went to watch the Quidditch match, which filled the dining room to unprecedented capacity, and Harry also saw his rival, the Hufflepuff Seeker, there.

Cedric Diggory.

He was a handsome student, with a burly figure and a strong figure. He seemed to have been trained professionally. Among the people around Harry, probably only Guan Qiong could compare with him.

But compared to Guan Qiong, Cedric's figure is a bit more obvious. Guan Qiong has a slender figure, but Cedric looks explosive.

This made Harry's worries come to the fore again.

In this kind of weather, Cedric's body obviously had an advantage over him. Because of the abuse of the Dursley family when he was a child, Harry's stature was not tall, and compared to his peers, he was even a little shorter.

Of course, this is also the reason why he often travels at night.

And in the strong wind outside, he obviously won't be as stable as Cedric, and he won't be better than Cedric in terms of steering and balance.

Even though his talent is extremely high, Cedric is a fifth-grade student, and he has practiced in this area for a full two years more than him.

Harry drank a bowl of porridge full of worry. Thankfully, probably because of the cold weather, his appetite was better than before. After stuffing a few more pieces of bread, he felt confident returning to his body. The memories of those exercises echoed in his mind. Every acceleration, every turn, every feeling of catching the snitch made him feel extremely powerful at this moment.

This is the result of adequate training. Even if you worry about it in your heart, your subconscious mind will do everything well.

After breakfast, he followed the other team members to the locker room. The weather outside became more severe. The rain was shooting at the ground like a machine gun. All the grass on the lawn was knocked to the ground, and the soil that had been pressed under the ground splashed out, cheering for his freedom.

Of course, for those powerful wizards in the school, such weather can be changed, but no one has proposed such an idea, and Wood has explained the reason to Harry specifically.

"A strong Quidditch team is not afraid of harsh environments. In any environment, they can win the game."

Harry agreed, but the weather was still a headache.

The sound of the strong wind swallowed everything, and they couldn't even hear the voices of the players around them clearly.

Wood opened his mouth several times, but he didn't open his mouth to repeat the tactics he had said countless times before. He just patted them on the shoulder, and then led them towards the court.

The environment outside was as bad as they had expected. The thunder and cheers were mixed together, and it was hard to tell who was louder. The audience hid under the umbrellas and cloaks, only showing a pair of eyes, looking for the players on the field, but they couldn't see very clearly, they could only see a black spot.

Fortunately, the Gryffindor team wore bright red robes, while Hufflepuff wore pale yellow robes, which were eye-catching in this dim environment.

This makes them look like a few thin threads when they are flying in the sky.

With the whistle of the referee Ms. Huo Qi, all the people flew up from the ground, red and yellow thin lines rose from the ground, flew towards the sky, and began to do various sports.

Harry followed and flew upwards, which was his habit all along. Only at higher places could it be easier to find the trajectory of the Golden Snitch.

But today he was in trouble, the strong wind made him shake in mid-air, and the icy rain hit his body. In just a few minutes, all the heat generated by the breakfast he had just eaten was taken away.

But Cedric of the other team flew up easily, like a mountain that keeps rising, and easily flew to a higher place than Harry.

Harry had no choice but to change his tactics, hovering in the low altitude, looking for the Golden Snitch, and then using his position to take the lead and make the first move.

The other players on the Gryffindor team tried their best to avoid the interference of Bludgers for him.

While flying at low altitude, Harry also saw people in the audience, including Ron, Dean and other Gryffindors, as well as Malfoy and his followers.

They were making faces at him, Malfoy's already pale face paler in the weather, but he insisted on being there, just to laugh at Harry.

He also saw the professors of the school, Dumbledore and Professor McGonagall, as well as Professor Snape and Sprout.

Finally, he also saw Hermione, and

Guan Qiong?

Harry's eyes widened. Although the Nimbus 2000 flew past him at an extremely fast speed, he could be sure that he had definitely seen Guan Qiong just now.

Guan Qiong is here too? !

Harry didn't know why Guan Qiong, who had never been interested in Quidditch, came to the stadium. He didn't have time to think about the reason, and the next second later, he found the golden dot shining in the heavy rain.

Golden Snitch!

He didn't think about anything else. The moment the Golden Snitch appeared in front of his eyes, it attracted all his attention and energy. The Nimbus 2000 flew at an extremely fast speed, driving Harry, like a cloud-piercing arrow, separated the field, and flew towards the golden dot.

In the audience, Hermione cheered nervously, grabbed Guan Qiong's arm next to her, and shouted loudly, "Harry, he found the Snitch!"

Everyone noticed this, and everyone's eyes were on Harry, including Guan Qiong who had no interest in this match.

Guan Qiong looked at the extremely fast-flying Harry, and at the same time, there was a silver light in his eyes, and an extremely thin silver thread was entwined between his fingers, stretching to an unknown distance.

Harry galloped towards the Snitch, and at the same time, he felt another strong pressure, like a storm falling from the sky.

It was Cedric, who was falling very fast, and he also spotted the shadow of the Golden Snitch, just after Harry moved.

However, after all, he was slower than Harry and couldn't get in front of Harry, so he could only try to stop Harry.

This is a normal confrontation.

But the speed of Harry's Nimbus 2000 was too fast, even Cedric, who fell directly from the sky, underestimated Harry's speed. He seemed to miss Harry and fell behind Harry.

At this critical moment, Harry's attention was distracted for a moment.

Harry's gaze fell uncontrollably from the flashing Golden Snitch in front of him to the empty seats in the auditorium below.

There, a big black dog with shaggy hair, reflected by the flash of lightning in the sky, looked like a god of death, occupying all of Harry's eyeballs.

His speed was inevitably affected and slowed down.

At the same time, a chill that froze everything came from all directions, making Harry shiver.

He saw that the space outside the stadium had become extremely dark, and at the same time, there was something cold flying in it, whistling louder than a gust of wind.

The dementors surrounded the stadium, and the dark and icy breath poured down on the stadium like a bowl.