The Day of the Draw at Hogwarts

The stadium was thrown into chaos by the appearance of the Dementors, screaming and exclaiming one after another. Many young wizards left their seats and fled from any way to leave the stadium in a panic. The exit of the stand was blocked by the surging crowd for a while.

"Come on! What's the dawdling?"

"Someone fell!"

"I'm the student council president, everyone calm down—"

But not all of them are fleeing, and some are still trying to do something. Ron looked at Harry falling from the sky, and his heart was burning. At this moment, he had a flash of inspiration and remembered a spell.

He raised his hand and pointed his wand at Harry: "Wingardim Le Viosa!"

A spell was cast, but Harry's falling momentum was only slowed down, and he was still diving towards the ground at an extremely fast speed. There is also a limit to the floating spell. Apparently falling from the sky Harry exceeded that limit.

Fortunately, there are two reliable adult wizards on the court: Professor Snape and Professor McGonagall. They stood in the stands of their own academies, their faces ashen. It is impossible for a large-scale event such as Quidditch to gather in groups without the supervision of an adult wizard. If it wasn't for Professor Dumbledore who was temporarily unable to attend, he would have come to the scene today.

Professor McGonagall was furious. She had long realized that placing Dementors near Hogwarts would make a big mess, but she was powerless to change the decision of the Ministry of Magic, and now she could only find a way to clean up the mess for the Ministry of Magic.

Professor McGonagall wanted to summon the Patronus to dispel the Dementors first, but she saw Hermione Granger draw her wand. So she changed her mind and started maintaining order in the stands. She chose to give Miss Granger a chance to exercise herself-Professor McGonagall would always pay attention to the changes in the scene, and if Hermione couldn't solve the problem, she would come out to cover for Hermione.

"Arrrestomomentum!" Snape used a slowing spell—a spell that slowed things down and was more useful than a levitation spell at the moment. The slowing spell made Harry's speed drop significantly, and he ended up plunging headlong into the mud at an acceptable speed without even breaking his glasses.

After doing all this, Snape put away his wand and looked away from Harry, but was stunned to find that Dementors were still hovering over the court, and some were already descending, as if they were going to watch a feast near the stand.

"What is Minerva doing?" Snape was startled and angry. "Why are you just watching, Minerva!" he roared inwardly.

He thought that while he was catching Harry, Minerva would summon her tabby Patronus to drive the Dementors out of Hogwarts, but he didn't know what happened to her. What is it, the Patronus has not been summoned until now.

He knew that at this critical juncture, he should summon the Patronus himself, but he really didn't want to expose his Patronus form in front of everyone.

He was very sure that Minerva McGonagall knew Lily's Patronus form. If he summoned Lily's Patronus here, how would he face Minerva in the future?

After such a hesitation, it seemed that he was hosting and hanging up. Looking at Professor Snape who was motionless in front of the stands, many young Slytherin wizards were instantly in awe.

"Professor, why doesn't he use the Patronus Charm to dispel the Dementors?" Some ignorant little wizards asked the surrounding seniors for advice, but no one answered him. Even Malfoy, who was standing next to him and would show off his pure-blood identity by telling secrets whenever he got the chance, didn't answer the question for him.

Because people who can answer this question will not say the answer in public: excessive use of black magic, people whose minds are eroded by black magic cannot summon the Patronus - that is to say, if Professor Snape cannot summon the Patronus, basically On the equivalent of he was once a **** Death Eater.

How could a very understanding little Slytherin wizard expose his dean's old bottom in public?

Snape took a deep breath as he watched the dementors looming around him. He knew he couldn't drag it any longer. Just as his wand slid into the palm of his hand, he saw a dazzling gleam in the stands of Ravenclaw College next door. silver glitter.

Snape could see clearly that Hermione Granger was summoning her Patronus. It wasn't just her, Tom Yoder, who was riding a broom in midair, was also summoning the Patronus.

"The know-it-all lady is still very reliable." The ice on his face melted a little.

"Call God Guard!"

"Call God Guard!"

Two dazzling silver lights lit up on the Quidditch pitch at Hogwarts. The light brought by the white light dispelled the darkness caused by the dementors. The chills in the hearts of the little wizards were like seeing the frost of the sun. Disappeared without a trace.

The little wizards who were still in a mess all quieted down, stopped and looked at the sky, looking at the two groups of silver rays of light.

"Wang Wang Wang!"

A miniature three-headed dog jumped out from the tip of Hermione's staff, its tail wagging sharply. It did not rush to bite the Dementor immediately, but stood in the air, waiting for something.

Soon everyone knew what it was waiting for.

Something has changed in Tom.

Previously, the Patronus Charm that Tom cast could only summon a mist-like thing, and no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't summon a formed Patronus. But today things changed.

The mist he summoned seemed to boil ~www.wuxiamtl.com~ and rolled. In the end, the main body of the mist turned into a dog, and the two smaller mists remaining on both sides formed two puppy heads, which were attached to the sides of the dog. The silver mist rolled and finally formed a three-headed dog exactly like Hermione's patron saint.

Is Tom's Patronus also a three-headed dog? Hermione's eyes widened, watching the two three-headed dogs standing side by side.

After they approached each other, silver steam began to emerge from their bodies, and with the evaporation of the mist, their bodies also became smaller a little bit, like volatile dry ice.

The steam they volatilized was intertwined, forming a huge silver vortex on the stand, and the entire stadium was like daytime, like a round pot full of boiling water. The vortex seems to be breathing, and when it is retracted and released, it is gradually closed and solidified, and finally turned into a dazzling halo.

The eyes of all present were attracted by this miraculous phenomenon. This vortex seems to wash their minds. Negative emotions such as anxiety, anxiety, and fear in their hearts also recede like a tide between the vortexes, and the world around them becomes colorful again.

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