Chapter 114：

After Malfoy sat down, he said angrily: "Damn it, they think I will lose to Potter."

Malfoy originally vowed to wash away his shame, but the team captain Flint refused to play the game because his players were injured.

This made Malfoy feel humiliated. He had made all preparations, but they actually doubted his own strength.

Now Malfoy is not the kind of person who avoids fighting. On the contrary, he is eager to fight Harry.

John said calmly: "When you become captain, you will naturally be able to control everything."

"But... I'm not convinced." Malfoy was extremely depressed.

When that boy Potter found out, he thought he couldn't afford to lose.

The game is about to begin, and the red and yellow colors appear blurry under the rain.

But this is not a problem for John. He chuckled and said: "Since you can't play, let's cheer for our friends."

He looked at Cedric. Cedric, who was both captain and seeker, was not knocked down by the heavy rain.

Cedric smiled to Woodward and said: "This will be a wonderful game."

Wood also shook hands with him. Cedric was a man enough to endear himself to his enemies.

The whistle blows and the game begins.

Harry leapt into the air, followed closely by Cedric.

They are like predators in the sky, eagerly looking for the golden snitch.

The Bludgers were flying wildly, and Harry was almost knocked down several times.

The rain blocked their sight, and Harry was even worse. His glasses were very blurred by the rain.

Even seeing people is blurry, let alone a golden snitch the size of a walnut.

The match lasted for who knows how long, and Harry barely managed to avoid the collision from his teammates or opponents.

Lightning flashed across the sky, and Ms. Huo Qi blew the whistle, which was a pause.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Harry learned about the current situation.

Wood's devilish training gave them a 50-point lead in bad weather, but in the current situation, if they don't catch the Golden Snitch, their game will not end until midnight.

Harry took the opportunity to wipe his lenses, but it was no use. He would still not be able to see clearly as long as he went out for less than five seconds.

Harry said desperately: "With these glasses, I have no hope."

Whenever the son encounters difficulties, his mother will always appear.

Hermione appeared at the right time. She tapped Harry's glasses with her wand and said: "Imperuious"

"Here, I'm not afraid of water now!" Hermione gave Harry the glasses.

Wood was very happy to see this, and even had the urge to kiss Hermione.

Of course, he did not act impulsively. After all, being brave does not mean being a fool.

Although he would still get wet from the rain, blow by the strong wind, and freeze in the air, Harry could see.

Driving his broom through the storm, he looked around for the snitch.

The Bludger moved around unaffected by the heavy rain. Harry avoided the Bludger that almost hit his head and passed under Cedric with a coquettish move.

There was a roar.

Zigzag lightning penetrates the clouds, the weather is getting worse and worse, and dangers are everywhere in nature.

Harry knew that he needed to catch the snitch quickly. He turned around and prepared to move to a place with a better view.

There was another bolt of lightning, lighting up the stands like daylight.

John squinted his eyes and looked at the sky, not affected by the rain hitting his body at all.

Daphne saw him like this and asked, "What's wrong?"

"There is something."

John responded, looking carefully at the sky.

At this moment, Harry also saw it.

There seemed to be an outline of a **** dog with shaggy hair in the direction of the stands, clearly highlighted by the sky, sitting in the top row of empty seats.

His frozen hand slipped on the broom handle and he fell several feet.

Shaking off the bangs that blocked his eyes, he looked at the stands again and there were no black dogs anymore.

"Harry, behind you!" Wood said in his loudest voice.

Harry quickly looked back and saw the golden dot being chased by Cedric.

His heart tightened. If Cedric caught him, they would lose.

Ignoring the black dog, he sped up to catch up.

"Faster! Faster!" He growled, as if this would make him faster.

Maybe he yelled too loudly and there were no other sounds around him.

What followed was a chill. He was too familiar with the murderer who once made him faint on the train.

He was horrified to discover that it was a dementor.

At least a hundred of them, they stormed the Quidditch pitch.

John in the stands finally saw clearly what was above.

When John saw the swarms of dementors like black clouds, his expression suddenly turned bad.

"If the Ministry of Magic can't control their hands, I will break them!"

John stood up directly. Before Daphne could figure out the situation, she saw him pull out his wand.

"ExpectoPatronum"

The professors also noticed something was wrong, and by the time they found out, the dementors had already arrived at the stadium.

Dumbledore looked ugly. Just as he was about to take action, he saw light piercing the darkness.

"Patronus Charm?" Professor Flitwick's voice was high-pitched, as if he was in class.

In the silvery white light, an albatross cuts across the sky. Rushing towards the hordes of dementors.

Wherever the albatross passed, the dementors seemed to have encountered something terrible and fled quickly.

Professor Flitwick shouted excitedly: "Excellent Patronus Charm!"

As if he was about to faint in the next second, the albatross shuttled between the dementors.

John narrowed his eyes and reached out with his right hand in the air.

The rainwater within a hundred meters changed direction and all converged towards his right hand.

A huge water ball with a diameter of ten meters quickly formed in his hand.

This scene shocked everyone.

Inserting the wand into the water ball, John whispered again: "ExpectoPatronum"

The albatross rushes towards the water ball. After entering, the water ball changes.

Like a baby bird, the water ball spreads its wings, and a huge albatross glowing with white light appears.

It spread its wings and flew. Wherever it passed, the dementor was swallowed into its stomach and could not get out.

The albatross ate the dementors that entered the Quidditch pitch as if they were looking for food, and did not let go of the ones that escaped.

On John's forehead, it was unclear whether it was rain or sweat, and the magic crystal was being consumed rapidly.

Of the one hundred dementors present, more than twenty were eaten. The giant albatross landed on the ground, lost its shape and turned back into a water ball.

"Beautiful, so beautiful!"

Professor Flitwick's hands turned red, and his voice became louder with excitement, "Excellent combination of the Patronus Charm and the Water Prison Charm. If it is in class, I will definitely add 100 points!"

This voice broke the calm on the court, and everyone turned their attention to John in the stands.

John put his right hand on his chest and smiled at Professor Flitwick: "That's ridiculous."

Powerful and elegant!

These two words popped up in his mind. After realizing that John had beaten away the dementors, the little wizard let out a loud cheer.

John was smiling, remembering that he seemed to have forgotten something, he looked up.

A figure was descending rapidly, and it was too late for John to take action.

"Shock-absorbing and speed-stopping (ArrestoMomentum

A loud voice sounded, and Harry's body was about to hit the ground.

John looked towards the source of the sound. Dumbledore did not use his wand, but stretched out a hand.

Casting spells without a wand.

John knew the strength of this old man and saluted him respectfully.

Dumbledore was smiling. He looked at the huge Patronus Curse Water Prison with surprise in his eyes.

Excellent variant of the curse, even Dumbledore had to admit that Voldemort was no match for John in the third grade.

But Harry suffered, he fainted, and as expected, Hufflepuff won the game.

When Cedric heard that Harry was dizzy, he suddenly felt that he was taking advantage of others.

He proposed a rematch, and his grace impressed even Gryffindor. If Wood were a girl, he would immediately rush up to confess his love to Cedric.

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Chapter 132 The Ministry of Magic apologizes and gets sick

Harry was taken to the school hospital, but the matter was not over yet.

Dumbledore hurriedly walked down. He stared at the dementors trapped in the water prison under the Patronus Curse, with an anger in his eyes that John had never seen before.

This White Demon King is really angry.

What a terrible disaster it would be if a hundred dementors rushed into the Quidditch pitch.

"I need to find Cornelius Fudge, John, please control these dementors." Dumbledore said to John.

John nodded, and some of the remaining students were bold enough to want to come over.

John had a headache. He used his wand to control the water prison and move it to another place.

Professor Flitwick and Professor McGonagall came to help, with fear and anger in their eyes. The people from the Ministry of Magic actually used the safety of the students as a bargaining chip.

"I must complain to these guys!" Professor McGonagall's face turned pale, and she said viciously, "Mr. Wick, thank you for your help and timely discovery."

Professor Flitwick suppressed his excitement in his high-pitched voice and praised John greatly, "That's great, John Wick, using the Patronus Charm and the water prison, what a genius idea."

Professor Flitwick is proud to be the professor of Charms.

"Where do we move this thing? I mean, I probably can't move that far."

John's magic crystal continues to be consumed. This thing is not a magic stone. It will become a waste after it is consumed.

The materials for a magic crystal cost several hundred galleons, which made John really feel pain.

Professor McGonagall suggested putting the dementors in a dungeon, not the one in Slytherin. Hogwarts also has its own dungeon.

These dementors struggled to escape, and the three of them worked together to suppress them and send them to the dungeon.

After finishing everything, John felt his hands were a little sore.

Glancing at the ring on his right hand, he saw that he had secretly absorbed a lot of curses from more than twenty dementors just now.

The black lines on the current ring are becoming clearer and clearer.

Calmly retracting the black thread attached to the water prison, the dementors looked listless.

Professor McGonagall could only assume that it was caused by being suppressed by the Patronus Curse.

In the evening, people from the Ministry of Magic hurried over, led by the Minister of Magic, Cornelius Fudge.