Harry Potter’s Natural Villain

Chapter 102 Shadow on the Court (Part 2)

"Oh my God, what is that!" The crowd in the auditorium began to agitate. They saw some creatures that were impossible and shouldn't be on the court, and they should have been rejected by the big iron gate at Hogwarts. The evil creatures outside floated above the court. The dense black cloaks covered the sky, blocking the faint light. The dilapidated and dry palms were even more disgusting and fearful. Many students only saw these creatures for a moment. I felt cold all over my body, as if all the joys and pleasures had been sucked away, my legs were soft, and I might faint at any moment.Bayi Middle School?? ?? ≥=≠≤≥≤≤≤≥≤≤≠≠

Malfoy watched silently. Pansy was able to protect himself. He didn't worry, and now the most powerful white wizard rushed to the court. He just waved his wand with his wrist at will, and he would fall in a hurry. Use a gentle force to hold it up, as if covered with a layer of invisible cotton.

The team of school doctors followed almost immediately and sent the stretcher up. Thanks to Ron. Since the last accidental birth, Hogwarts has specially trained for such unexpected students. The batch of first-aid members was actually used so quickly.

Afterwards, Dumbledore waved his wand and shouted a spell. His long silver-white beard danced with the wind. Under the intermittent thunder and lightning, Dumbledore seemed more majestic. This is also a portrayal of his anger. It was a battle with Death Eaters, and he always looked calm and calm, and never lost his temper.

But now it's different, this group of monsters threatened his students.

The audience only saw the extremely dark sky light up for a moment, and the dazzling light blinded everyone for a few seconds.

A phantom suddenly appeared in the sky. The huge silver patron saint exuded a dazzling light, especially under the gloomy sky. This was Dumbledore's patron saint, a silver phoenix.The students had never seen Dumbledore so irritated. Even the mischief on various festivals and the school rules violated by the students would never make him smile on his face.

Hundreds of dementors have nowhere to hide in front of Dumbledore’s patron saint. The patron saint of ordinary people can only drive out these nasty creatures, but Dumbledore is different. His name is a symbol of strength. After the ghost came across the silver flames spit out by the phoenix, it could only accept the only result-death.

The speckled silver-white flames floated over the court. After encountering the body of the dementor, a silvery brilliance suddenly appeared, and then spread, and then the dementor who was contaminated with Mars seemed to have been added with a combustion aid. Like a gasoline can, it burned into a huge silver-white fireball with a bang, and then burst, as if a splendid firework was set off, and the dementors burst apart with this scene. It disappeared, as if it had never appeared in this world, leaving no trace.

The fearless dementors panicked. For the first time they met the existence of someone who could threaten their lives. The rabbits were sad and the foxes were sad. They saw the same race burning in the air and dying. They often brought people fear and darkness. For the first time in his life, he tasted the so-called fear and fear.

They fled in all directions, panicking, their black robes clashed in the violent storm and rain, and occasionally a few slippery fish that rushed towards the auditorium were also dispersed by the silver light of Lupin's stick.

Within a few minutes, all the dementors returned to where they were supposed to stay, their guts were shocked.No, it's all the surviving dementors. There are not many dementors who were crowding the sky just now.

If you make a mistake, you have to pay a price.

The farce ended sooner than everyone thought.

"It's a lovely kitten, a very good patron saint." Dumbledore's gentle voice suddenly sounded behind Pansy, his gentle eyes fixed on the tip of Pansy's stick, with a silver white cat floating on it. , Dressed in smooth fur, looked at him with psychic eyes, and suddenly barked his teeth at him, and raised his tail like a demonstration.

By now, his furious expression has completely disappeared, as if his face had always been so calm before, only those who have experienced it will know how his behavior just set off a stormy sea.

"This is just what others taught me." Pansy was a little at a loss, looking around, not daring to look Dumbledore's eyes directly.

Although most Slytherin students don't like Dumbledore very much, they are still a bit at a loss after being praised. It is really unusual to compare his status.

"Oh, you caught the Golden Snitch, very good." Dumbledore smiled at this moment, twisting his silver beard.

This made her even more embarrassed. The small head that was originally looking around was buried in her chest, afraid of being seen by others.

This riot also allowed the Slytherin students to see Dumbledore’s strength intuitively. Except for some students who adore pure blood, some students value strength. No matter how the outside world exaggerates Dumbledore’s achievements and achievements. The invincible magic skills of the world are not as good as seeing them in person.

They now agree that this annoying old man is more pleasing to the eye.

"Except for Harry, none of you are hurt, which is a good thing." Then he scanned his blue eyes and smiled again.

"Professor..." Angelina of the Gryffindor team still wanted to speak, but Wood reached out and interrupted her. His expression was a bit trance, but at this moment he tried desperately to concentrate.

"I know what you want to say now, but if you lose, you lose. Do you want them to look down on us even more? The students of Gryffindor can't afford to lose." Wood's voice was a little tranced, even if he said that. But anyone can hear the unwillingness in his tone.

At this moment, all the players in Gryffindor were silent. They knew that, in fact, Wood is suffering more than any of them.

"The game is now over." Dumbledore looked at the audience, after applying the magic, his deep voice echoed throughout the stadium at this moment, giving all the teachers and students present a sense of peace of mind, watching the students After leaving the game in an orderly manner, he dragged his broad gray robe and walked step by step towards his office.

He only knows one thing now, he needs to talk to Fudge.(To be continued.)