Rebirth of the Harry Potter

Strange things happened suddenly.

There was an eerie silence in the entire stadium.

Obviously the last second was still full of cheers, and even the rain seemed to be shaken away, but now it is so silent.

The wind is still fierce, but there is no whistling sound.

The world seems to have a volume control remote and someone flipped the mute switch.

Everyone is deaf and cannot hear anything in their ears.

Then, a familiar and terrible chill hit everyone and invaded their internal organs.

Zhang Qiu still remembers this feeling. At the beginning of school, that night when the Hogwarts Express train was trapped in the rainstorm, it was like this...

Their bodies were stiff, and they could clearly think, but they couldn't control their bodies, they were weak, and it was extremely difficult to even move their eyes.

More than a hundred dementors flew slowly from the sky, wearing black tattered cloaks, bringing the darkness.

It was pitch black under the cloak, and the shadow had no facial features.

This group of dark, foul things flew over the castle.

Peace, hope, joy and more emotions are sucked from the surrounding air.

Good feelings, happy memories sucked from Hogwarts students.

They are very hungry.

Dumbledore forbids them from entering the school, and they have no food source.

You must know that even in Azkaban, they can squeeze a little bit of "food" from those poor inhuman prisoners.

So today, they couldn't resist the temptation of the eight hundred people around the Quidditch pitch.

Excited, high-spirited, cheering, young and beautiful…

After the champion was born, these emotions reached a delicious peak in an instant.

These Hogwarts guards, and Hogsmeade patrollers, couldn't take it any longer.

They rushed in and broke into Hogwarts.

Hagrid sat on the classroom mat, shivering under the spell of the dementors. Looking terrified, those horrible things came to his mind... the day he was kicked out of Hogwarts and his wand was destroyed... the day his father died...

I can't remember who I am, I can't see the meaning of living, I hope to die in my sleep...

He seems to be back in Azkaban again.

Everyone remembered the saddest thing in their hearts.

When the dementor flew over the stands, the students below began to fall in large swaths, like leeks being harvested.

The Quidditch players in the sky couldn't control their flying brooms, and fell to the ground one after another.

Zhang Qiu suddenly felt as if his body had turned into a feather, and the landing speed slowed down, slowly drifting somewhere in Gryffindor.

Beside Harry, Hermione and Astoria clung to him, a white veil around them, and within this domain, the feeling of despair, the grayness of the world disappeared.

Zhang Qiu's face was pale, and he called tremblingly, "Harry..."

Hermione held Zhang Qiu's hand, warming her.

Harry saw that, in the Slytherin, Snape had stood up, looking very ugly, his wand in his hand.

Perhaps in the next second, a silver female (pìn) deer will appear.

"Call God to protect you!"

Someone has summoned the Patronus.

Not Snape, but Dumbledore.

At this time, he rushed back.

Hermione had never seen Dumbledore like this before: he came rushing in from outside with mud on his feet and eyes that looked like he was going to kill.

The old man's pale beard was blown wildly by the wind, and the wrinkles on his face made people feel sad.

At this time, he was not like a great wizard with a high reputation for magic, but an old father when his children were being bullied.

Dumbledore pointed his wand at the dementors and shouted angrily, "Guardian protection".

Something silvery shot out from the tip of the wand and flew into the sky.

That is a silver phoenix!

The phoenix spread its wings and flew, dragging a long tail, and rushed towards the overwhelming dementors.

There were several soul-piercing screams.

Several dementors disappeared.

The other Dementors immediately fled the stadium.

After driving away the dementors, Dumbledore was not busy chasing the dementors, and more importantly, taking care of the students.

He greeted Severus, Professor McGonagall, and Professor Flitwick to check on the students.

Most people are fine, more of a shock.

Only a few students were seriously injured by dementors.

"Go get Madam Pomfrey."

After Madam Pomfrey came, she first used some calming magic, and then asked Dumbledore and the others to use magic to levitate the students on stretchers and send them to the school hospital.

"It's best for them not to go to class tomorrow, and to rest in the hospital for an extra day. I will prepare chocolate and other medicines for them to recover as soon as possible," Madam Pomfrey said.

Professor Dumbledore nodded.

...

in the evening.

Dinner is full of sweets, cream cake, bean paste bread, red bean porridge, sweet potato, egg yolk pie, chocolate pie and so on.

Because desserts can satisfy people, bring happiness, and get out of the uncomfortable feeling brought by dementors faster.

Today's dining atmosphere is very deserted. In the days when there were Quidditch games like this in the past, there will be a lot of discussion within a few days, who passes the ball better, who is the best performer, how exciting is a certain ball...Where? like now.

The residual influence of the dementors is still somewhat.

Mrs. Hooch stood up and announced that the result of today's game was that Ravenclaw won. The students of Ravenclaw College felt better.

There was an episode in Gryffindor College.

There was a large space around Prefect Percy.

Usually there are many people around him, and it must be the busiest area in Gryffindor.

The circle of no strangers around him was bigger than Harry's now.

This is of course because of what he said before.

He suggested that the dementors should stay at Hogwarts.

At that time, everyone just listened to what he said, and some even thought that what he said made sense.

But today it happened that a dementor broke into the school and attacked the students.

Looking back on Percy's point of view, it's very unpleasant.

Such a dangerous and terrifying monster, you let him stay in school, what do you mean?

Percy's face was gloomy, his teeth were clenched, and the knife and fork in his hand almost cut the plate in half.

He looked at the few people who recognized him at the beginning.

Seeing Percy's pleading eyes, those people immediately lowered their heads deeply, and ate the cake with big mouthfuls, as if today's food was the best thing they had ever eaten.

Percy hated secretly.

Flint, the prefect of Slytherin, came over. Although he lost Quidditch today, he was still in a good mood to see Percy in such a mess that everyone avoided.

He smiled strangely: "Isn't this our Prefect Percy? I heard that you think that dementors will never attack students. I don't know if you cried and called 'Mom' when the dementors came today."

At this moment, no one was willing to stand up and speak for Percy. They should have fought against each other.

Even George and Fred brothers were very angry with Percy's words. They fell from the sky today. If it hadn't been for the heavy rain, the lawn would be covered with mud, and their broken arms would be minor.

Flint made a sneering remark, but Percy remained silent, without the courage to retort.

Then Flint left contentedly. He is a person who is good at finding happiness in sadness. Such a person must have a good time.

Harry ate a piece of cheese that Astoria dug up with a spoon, and said lightly: "Gryffindor is the least cohesive house, obviously this should be their style."

Hermione is a girl with a strong sense of honor and community, and she doesn't like Harry saying that.

But she thought about the people she knew, Ron, Parvati, Lavender, Wood, Percy...doubt, mistrust, inferiority, selfishness, arrogance, vanity, stupidity...it seemed that she really talked to Harry the same.

Hermione said sadly: "Then will you change this situation?"

Harry said: "There is no cure, wait for death. I will not be kind to them, and I will not ask them to be kind to me."

...

After dinner.

The students left one after another. Some students wanted to go to the school hospital to see their injured classmates, and some returned to the dormitory building of their college to rest.

Late at night.

Harry's cabin.

There was a hazy yellowish light in the living room.

Helena was lying in her bedroom, looking at the ceiling, worried about Harry, although Harry said he was fine.

In Harry's bedroom, Harry moved Astoria away from his chest again and got up.

Then disappear.

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