harry potter book of crimes

"I have an idea, Harry! Give me your glasses, quick!"

Hermione came here wearing a cloak, and she even had a smile on her face.

Harry was stunned for a moment and handed her the glasses with a puzzled expression. The entire team looked at it in surprise.

Amid everyone's strange gazes, Hermione tapped Harry's glasses with her wand.

“Waterproof and moisture-proof!”

"-Okay!" she said, returning the glasses to Harry, "the water won't hinder your glasses!"

Wood looked on excitedly, as if he wanted to kiss her.

"Great!" he shouted hoarsely behind Hermione.

At this time, Hermione, who had successfully retired, had disappeared into the crowd.

"...Okay, everyone, do your best!" Wood turned around and shouted to the team members again, as if he was re-energized just because of Hermione's small action.

Hermione's spell worked.

Harry's hands and feet were still numb from the cold, and his body was still wet as never before, but at least he could see.

He made up his mind again, urged his broom through the turbulent airflow, and flew in all directions, carefully looking for the inconspicuous golden snitch.

In the process, he avoided a Bludger and passed under Digory, who was flying in the opposite direction...

There was another burst of thunder, followed by a forked bolt of lightning, and the situation seemed to be getting more and more dangerous.

Harry felt that he had to catch the Golden Snitch as soon as possible - Maka had scored another goal! Almost no one could stop him!

Harry turned around again, wanting to return to the center of the court.

But at this moment, another bolt of lightning illuminated the stands, and Harry inadvertently saw the most distracting thing.

It was the silhouette of a huge black dog covered in shaggy hair. The silhouette was clearly reflected in the sky. It was sitting on a row of empty seats at the top of the stands.

Ever since Harry saw the black dog before school started, the impression has been lingering in his mind. In the Divination class, Professor Trelawney even called it ominous in horror, causing some students to panic.

Try to stay away from him.

And now, damn it, he saw it again!

Harry's hands, which were already numb from the cold, slipped on the broomstick and he fell several feet. He brushed the wet hair away from his eyes and squinted at the stands again.

But the dog has disappeared.

"Harry!" Wood's shout came from the Gryffindor goal, "Harry, behind you!"

Harry looked around in panic, only to find that Digory was continuing to plummet towards the pitch, a small golden patch flying past in the rain-covered air, shining with a golden light that could not be ignored between them.

In panic, Harry leaned forward on his broomstick and spun towards the golden snitch.

"Come on!" he yelled at his broom. The raindrops slapped his cheeks, but he didn't care at all. "Faster! Faster!"

However, something strange happened at the scene.

There was a timid silence on the terraced stands around the stadium - although the wind was still as strong as before, it seemed to have forgotten howling, as if someone had pressed the volume switch and turned off the sound of the wind.

Harry felt as if he had suddenly become deaf.

What happened?

Then a familiar and terrifying cold wave hit him again, raging continuously inside his body. At this time, he just felt something moving on the court below.

Harry didn't have time to think too much, so he took his eyes away from the Golden Snitch and looked down.

Those are dementors! There are so many of them!

There, there were at least a hundred dementors standing below, their faces hidden under their hoods facing him!

Suddenly, Harry felt as if ice-cold water was rising from his chest, cutting his internal organs. Then he heard a familiar yet unfamiliar voice...

Someone was moaning, moaning in his head... It was a woman... No, there seemed to be something else.

"Don't touch Harry! Don't touch Harry, please don't touch Harry!"

"Go away, you stupid woman...go away! Now!"

"Don't touch Harry, please don't - come at me, just kill me -"

Harry's mind was filled with numbness, and he felt like his mind was filled with white fog - what was he doing? Why was he flying? He had to help her... She was going to die! She was going to be murdered!

But Harry only felt that he was falling downwards, falling in the cold fog.

"Don't touch Harry! Please don't touch him...please...have mercy! Have mercy-"

A sharp voice was laughing, and the woman was screaming... But at this moment, a sudden force supported his falling body!

"...Call the gods to protect you."

A calm voice sounded in Harry's ears, and he felt that his body was surrounded by a soft and warm breath. At the same time, there seemed to be a sound of cheers and exclamation coming from the distance.

"That's... the audience... it's the voice of the audience in the stands! Am I still playing? Yes, playing!"

Harry woke up suddenly. When he realized that he had his eyes closed tightly, he managed to open his eyelids that were as heavy as lead.

Suddenly, he immediately saw a giant eagle emitting silvery white mist!

The giant eagle's body was simply bigger than a human being, and its wings were spread flat, so big that it made him feel energetic.

The giant eagle soared rapidly in front, and the silver-white light mist surrounded and entangled its body... Suddenly, it folded its wings and swooped down with a magnificent momentum towards the dementors floating on the ground.

go.

The light mist seemed to be stretched behind the giant eagle, dragging out a conspicuous silver-white light strip in the air, which seemed to have a reassuring beauty.

The silver-white giant eagle suddenly rushed into the place where the Dementors were gathered. With one impact, it knocked away nearly ten Dementors. For a moment, the scene seemed a bit chaotic.

This kind of giant eagle seems to be the natural enemy of the dementors. It comes and goes naturally, as if it is not worried about the threat posed by those terrifying dementors. Instead, the dementors are flying in all directions, and before the giant eagle can scratch them,

The beak pecked and ran away from the stadium.

The giant eagle followed them closely for a while, and then inexplicably disappeared in mid-air.

It was only then that Harry put away his stunned expression and looked around.

"...Maka?" he said in surprise.

The person next to him at the moment was Maka. He was holding Harry's waistband with one hand and holding the wand in the other. His whole body was hanging upside down on his Nimbus 2000, relying on his two legs.

Hooked on the broom handle.

"Stop looking," Maka frowned hard and said with difficulty, "Do you still have the strength? If you do, just climb on the broom! Hurry up, if you don't want to fall!"

Nimbus 2000 is slowly descending, but Maka doesn't seem to have much strength to control it anymore, so now she has to rely on Harry.

However……

"Oh, I'm sorry-" Harry felt that his hands and feet were getting weak and he was completely out of control.

"Okay, okay!" Maka sighed, "Remember, you owe me once!"

Intentionally or unintentionally, he glanced at the corner under the viewing platform and happened to see the figure of a black dog turning around and running quickly towards the Forbidden Forest.

On the viewing platform, the students, professors and even Dumbledore were all looking at him - he even saw the smile in Dumbledore's blue eyes.

"At least everything is going according to plan-"

Maka murmured in a low voice, then decisively loosened her legs, and fell down with Harry amidst the screams of all the teachers and students.

"Floating into the sky!"

Under the influence of the floating spell, the falling speed immediately slowed down. When they were close to the ground, Maka and Harry were almost like two leaves in the wind and rain, fluttering to the ground.

Fortunately, at the moment when Maka chose to free fall, the two of them were no longer that high from the ground, otherwise Maka would not have been sure that she would be able to land without any injuries.

"call--"

Maka lay with her head raised on the muddy turf, letting the huge raindrops hit her face and body, but she didn't even bother to move.

"It's really hard work."

At his feet, Harry was face down in the mud, with his butt facing the sky. It was a completely different situation.

In order to prevent Harry from suffocating, Maka struggled to lift her legs and kicked him on the butt, causing him to barely turn over and lie on his side on the lawn.

"Cough cough cough, huh... huh..." Harry choked a few times, and then took two sharp breaths, "Oh... thank you... I almost... ahem... I almost thought I was going to

Suffocated by mud."

Maka didn't have time to talk to him, he was seizing the time to think about other things right now!

After a while, other students gathered around, and everyone took them to the school hospital in a hurry.

"Oh! Golden Snitch! Is the game over?" Harry seemed to suddenly become energetic, and he struggled to shout.

"What a flying thief, just lie down and don't move, don't cause trouble to others, otherwise I will let them throw you down and let you find the flying thief yourself." Maka said calmly.

"Uh, sorry..." Harry stopped immediately.

In fact, probably due to the influence of the Dementors, Harry had long since lost strength. When everyone put him on the hospital bed in the school hospital, he quickly fell asleep.

On the contrary, Maka, who contributed the most, still kept her eyes open.

At first, many people crowded around him and talked, but then they were all kicked out by Madam Pomfrey, the head nurse.

"He needs to rest! They all need to rest! Get out of here—"

Maka turned her head and looked outside the closed window. The storm was still continuing violently, and it seemed that it had no intention of stopping at all.

"Then let's have a short sleep. We have to go to the Forbidden Forest at night..." Maka said and slowly closed her eyes.