Harry Potter Blood Hunter

It's still raining! Before this Quidditch match.

But the game will still be held as scheduled.

As said before, this kind of rain can't stop Quidditch at all.

Harry's biggest worry now was the rain.

It's not that Harry is afraid of the rain. With Harry's current physique, even if he spends a day and a night in heavy rain, he shouldn't catch a cold. However, Harry has a very big weakness.

He is nearsighted!

Even if he becomes a dragon vein warlock or a half-dragon man, there is still no way to change this point.

Because of this, his glasses will definitely be washed away by the rain in this weather and he will not be able to see anything.

Harry had already wiped it several times when he walked from the castle to the Quidditch field just now... and the rain was getting heavier and heavier.

When Wood heard Harry's situation, he was so anxious that his mouth was about to bubble.

hurry.

Fortunately, when Hermione came to visit, she helped Harry solve this problem.

"Waterproof and moisture-proof!"

A water-repellent charm hit Harry's glasses, and some of the water stains on them quickly disappeared.

Harry was amazed and determined to write down the spell.

And Wood... wanted to come over and kiss Hermione, but was blocked by Ron.

marvelous! Now that the most critical problem has been solved, they will definitely win today!

Wood used this self-hypnosis to increase his confidence.

The opponent in today's game is the Slytherin team, which means that Harry's main opponent is Draco!

Draco has also been training very seriously recently. When we met yesterday, Draco had said that he would pester Harry so that he wouldn't catch the Snitch so quickly.

It is interesting to say that Flint, the captain of Slytherin, suddenly applied for a change of opponent yesterday... He wanted the Gryffindor team to change their opponent tomorrow.

Either Ravenclaw or Hufflepuff.

The reason is that he himself broke his hand during training.

But this situation was rejected by Mrs. Hooch.

Even Professor Snape went to Mrs. Hooch, but the deans of the other three colleges quickly went to stop it after learning about the situation.

Professor McGonagall is saying that if you want to change, then we will change too.

And Professor Flitwick and Professor Steplow don't want their college teams to play in such weather.

So this situation is interesting... It's just that Slytherin is ashamed of himself, and then he hasn't succeeded.

But Mrs. Hooch said that if Flint is really injured, someone can replace him...it depends on whether he plays today.

The wind was blowing so hard that they all staggered as they walked to the field. In the rumbling thunder, even if the audience cheered for them, they could not hear them.

When they saw the Slytherin team on the opposite side, the three golden flowers of the Gryffindor team laughed at the leader Flint on the opposite side!

Therefore, with Flint blushing in anger, today's game in the thunderstorm will definitely become more intense.

"Harry, I won't lose so easily today!"

Directly across from Harry, Draco grabbed his Nimbus 2001 and said loudly to Harry.

It's just that now Draco also looks very embarrassed because of being drenched in heavy rain.

"Draco, it doesn't feel good to be drenched!" Harry also said harshly, "Don't worry, I will end this match soon!"

In the heavy rain, only the two of them could hear it because they were close.

And no one else heard Harry, or the audience would have gone crazy.

It's true love that people can still watch the game in this kind of weather!

Harry saw Mrs. Hooch mouthing "get on the broomstick", pulled his right foot out of the mud, and stepped onto the Nimbus 2000. Mrs. Hooch put the whistle to her lips and blew hard, and there was a shrill whistle that sounded like it was coming from afar—the game was on.

Harry was riding fast, but his Nimbus 2000 wobbled a little in the wind.

He clenched it as tight as he could, turned and rushed into the wind and rain.

Five minutes later, the rain still affected Harry's performance.

Harry was soaking wet, and it was still hard to see his teammates, let alone the little Snitch. He gallops across the court, past blurred figures of red and green, oblivious to what is going on.

In the blustery conditions, Harry couldn't hear the comments either. The audience is hidden under a sea of ​​cloaks and umbrellas blown out of shape by the wind.

Twice Harry was nearly knocked off his broomstick by a Bludger. The heavy rain that kept falling was like silk threads, and the plane formed by countless silk threads reflected the light of lightning, so that Harry couldn't see them hitting from the opposite side at all.

I don't know how long the race has been going on, but it's getting harder and harder to keep the broom in a straight line. The sky is getting darker, as if the night has decided to come early.

Twice Harry nearly ran into another player, and didn't know if it was his team-mate or the opponent's player.

There was another burst of thunder, followed by forked lightning.

It's getting more and more dangerous.

Harry had to catch the Snitch quickly.

Turning around, Harry tried to get back to center field, but just then, another bolt of lightning illuminated the stands, and Harry saw what completely distracted him: the silhouette of a huge, shaggy black dog , the silhouette was clearly reflected in the sky, and it stayed in a row of empty seats on the top floor of the grandstand.

unknown! It's unknown again!

Harry's numb hands slipped on the broomstick, and his Nimbus 2000 dropped a few feet.

Harry, who already knew that it represented death, felt a little heavy.

It's just...Harry suddenly realized that the big black dog he saw just now seemed to be exactly the same as the one he saw on Privet Drive!

So Harry brushed his wet hair out of his eyes and squinted at the stands again, but the big black dog was gone.

"Harry!" Wood's distressed shout came from the Gryffindor goal, and he didn't know how loud it would take to penetrate the bad weather, "Harry, behind you!"

Harry turned his head quickly, and saw the familiar green figure rising rapidly into the air, a small golden blob flickering between them in the rainy air...

Draco found the Golden Snitch.

Anxious Harry leaned his whole body on the broomstick and spun towards the Snitch.

"Come on!" he yelled at his halo, rain hitting his face, "Quick!"

The movement of the Golden Snitch didn't seem to be affected in the slightest under such weather, but as it rose higher and higher, the speed of Draco and Harry who were chasing up below became slower and slower... It's already unknown. how high.

But at this moment, Harry suddenly had a strange feeling.

Harry's attention suddenly shifted from the Snitch to a very quiet black cloud nearby.

Because in Harry's sixth sense, this black cloud will soon flash...and the direction is their side.

The main target didn't seem to be Harry himself, but Draco.

This discovery made Harry's heart beat even faster.

"Draco, slow down!" Harry yelled.

But, maybe Draco didn't hear it, maybe he heard it and didn't care... They were all chasing the Snitch! If you tell me to slow down, I will slow down, so I don't want to lose face?

After confirming that it was useless to just say it, Harry gritted his teeth and made up his mind thinking about the ominous things he saw just now.

Pooh!

Two dragon wings stretched out from Harry's back quickly, and Harry flapped the dragon wings vigorously, making the Nimbus 2000, which had already reached its limit, go faster...Harry seemed to have heard the squeak of Nimbus 2000 Voice.

Almost the next moment, Harry caught up to Draco... Harry ran right into it.

"ah!"

Suddenly being hit directly by Harry from behind, Draco, who was stretching out his arm trying to hook the Golden Snitch, yelled and was knocked in the direction of his way forward.

Swirling, Draco saw Harry... Harry, still with two wings, smiling at him.

When Draco, who was in shock, was about to scold Harry, he suddenly couldn't see it! A flash of white light completely blinded Draco's eyes, and Draco thought he had suddenly gone blind.

Immediately afterwards, there was a huge "rumbling" thunder, and Draco thought he was going deaf again.

And when Draco's eyes regained their vision, what Draco saw was Harry falling towards the ground... His whole body was black, his red Quidditch uniform was on fire, and the The Nimbus 2000 has been zoomed.

It's just that the pair of dragon wings that Draco saw just now are gone.

In an instant, Draco came to a conclusion...Harry was struck by the lightning bolt just now.

If Harry hadn't bumped me, it would have been 100% me!

Wanting to understand what happened just now, Draco's eyes changed suddenly, and he directed his Nimbus 2001 to quickly chase after Harry who was falling vertically...Of course he won't care about the Snitch now!

The weather suddenly became very strange at this moment. It seemed that after the lightning bolt just now, the wind suddenly stopped, and the rain also stopped...so everyone could see clearly what happened in the sky.

Everyone exclaimed when they saw a red figure falling down with fire shining on it.

Is that...Harry Potter? He was struck by lightning?

And looking at the green figure that was chasing down from above, everyone was cheering for Draco.

Just looking at this speed, it seems that Draco's broom also had a problem, and he couldn't catch up with Harry.

It was likely that Harry had crashed it when he bumped into him from behind.

So everyone thought of a possibility that they least wanted to see.

However, the chances of this happening are almost zero.

Because... Dumbledore was there too.

Rising from the audience, Dumbledore held out his withered fingers and cast the Slow Charm.

Harry, who was falling so fast, really slowed down as his spell succeeded.

Harry Potter fell to the ground very safely.