The Day of the Draw at Hogwarts

"The timeout is about to end. If you want to eat something midway, hurry up." Rich reminded his teammates, asking them to pay attention to the time and be more agile.

Hermione appeared again. She trotted up to Tom and tied a warm ribbon around his neck. It was a ribbon made up of hollow squares, with a silver white rose inlaid on it.

It was the white rose leg ring he had given to Hermione before.

Tom touched the ribbon, which seemed to still contain Hermione's body temperature, and felt a warm current flowing from the ribbon, hovering in his chest, and then spreading to his limbs. His body that had just been frozen suddenly warmed up.

"It's warm and fragrant." Tom stroked the ribbon and adjusted its position.

After tying the ribbon around Tom's neck, Hermione was in no hurry to leave. She ran down from the stands not only to deliver the "warm baby", but also to tell Tom what she had just thought of.

"Be careful of dementors!" She said quickly: "I have read in books that dementors feed on happiness. Now that we are surrounded by this kind of environment, I am afraid -"

"It's what I thought," Tom touched Hermione's head and tidied the messy hair in front of her forehead, "I'll be careful."

Seeing that Tom was ready, Hermione breathed a sigh of relief.

"I will watch you from the stands, let's go to the game." After saying what she wanted to say, Hermione ran back to the Ravenclaw stands again without looking back. The timeout was also over, and the fourteen team members took to the sky again.

The quality of the leg rings is excellent. When flying in the air, Tom doesn't feel the cold at all. It feels like he has a warm baby attached to him.

"Whoops!" Tom hit the Quaffle into the Gryffindor goal. There was a sigh from the Gryffindor stand directly opposite, but it was immediately covered by the cheers from the Ravenclaw stand behind. .

Tom seizes the time to move away from the ball post so that Wood can seize a favorable position after serving.

At this time, a zigzag lightning illuminated the stadium. Tom's eyes swept across the Gryffindor stands opposite, and a black figure attracted his attention: it was a big black dog with shaggy hair, squatting in the stands. On the top row of empty seats.

At this moment, Wood next to Tom roared at the top of his lungs: "Harry, back there!"

Immediately afterwards, Tom saw Harry flicking the broom and flying high into the sky, followed by Albert. Tom instinctively wanted to follow, but in the end he stopped his broom and floated near the Ravenclaw stand. He knew that the match was about to be decided as expected.

At this time, the players on both sides were exhausted and had no intention of launching another attack. They were all staring at the two black spots in the sky, waiting for the final result. Even Wood was just holding the ball and breathing heavily - he decided that the serve could last as long as it lasted. Now Gryffindor can no longer lose points. If they continue to lose points, they will not be able to win even if Harry catches the Snitch.

As long as the score difference between the two sides exceeds 150 points, even if the trailing side catches the snitch, it cannot win the game. This situation has happened more than once, and the reason is naturally that weird rule: the game will not end until the snitch is caught. If a Quidditch game lasts for a long time, the point difference can easily exceed 150 points, so the ownership of the snitch is not so important.

There is no need to continue fighting, and Tom is naturally happy to rest. He was different from his teammates. The two people in mid-air had no attraction for him. Instead, the little wizards around him attracted his interest more. Tom looked toward the Ravenclaw stand, and the first thing he saw was a huge raven—as big as an eagle. The raven was of course an ornament, and its owner was none other than Luna - she added a raven to her hat as a decoration.

Luna saw Tom looking at her, so she touched the raven, and the raven opened its mouth and shouted: "Come on, Tom Yoder!" Ravenclaw must win!

"Interesting little thing." Tom was amused by the raven's funny appearance. But he was more curious about where Hermione was. His eyes wandered around, and he finally saw Hermione not far from Luna. She was standing at the front of the stands, where there was no rain shield, but she was closest to the players on the field.

Tom was stunned for a moment. He saw the rain falling from Hermione's forehead, flowing through her hair and face, making her whole body wet. In the violent storm, Hermione's figure looked so weak, as if she would fall down in the next second.

She is like a stubborn and beautiful flower.

In the gap of lightning, Tom saw that Hermione's face was pale and bloodless, but her black eyes were still bright, staring at him intently.

Tom felt a pain in his heart, and quickly waved his hand to her, indicating that she should quickly return to the baffle or other place without wind and rain. If she continued to be wet like this, she would definitely get sick.

Hermione could see Tom's movements clearly, but she just waved her hand indifferently. Suddenly, her expression changed, and she pointed anxiously in the air. Tom followed her finger and saw that the sky had darkened strangely. It was not the lack of light on a rainy day, but a dead color.

The dementors are still coming.

"There seems to be something wrong?" A young wizard discovered the anomaly with his keen intuition, "Why did it look like that?"

he shouted, pointing to the dead sky in the distance. His voice attracted the attention of others, and more and more people noticed the abnormality.

Hermione's heart felt cold. Her body swayed, and then she reacted. She pulled out her wand, pointed at the sky and shouted: "It's a dementor! Tom, come back quickly!"

She didn't know whether it was fear or cold, but her voice was trembling.

The young wizards around were a little confused after hearing this. They instinctively did not believe this statement, but the next moment the dementors themselves proved Hermione's words.

Hundreds of dementors appeared from the clouds, hovering high in the sky like rag bags. Albert, who was closest to them, leaned back, spinning and descending rapidly from a high altitude. At this time, a thin layer of ice even formed on his broom handle.

Harry's situation was even worse. He seemed to have lost consciousness and fell upside down from the sky.

Hermione's fingers were trembling slightly. She pointed her wand at the group of dementors and shouted the spell in a trembling but firm voice: "Calling the Guardians!"

Tom, who was not far away from her, also subconsciously pulled out his wand and shouted after Hermione: "Calling the Guardians!"

This time, his patronus changed.