Chapter 243: Thrill on the Field

Human beings are always forgetful. Most of the time, no matter how great the hatred is, it will become dim under the erosion of time. In comparison, glory seems to have even worse tolerance to time.

People's enthusiasm for Mike and his cram school quickly cooled down, just like those Internet celebrities and Internet celebrity foods that appeared in the era of Internet information explosion in the previous life, which were as brilliant and short-lived as meteors.

Therefore, on the day of the Gryffindor and Hufflepuff match, Mike found that there were fewer people who had originally agreed to watch the game together.

Mike didn't blame them.

Not everyone likes Quidditch so much, especially today when it was raining heavily. In this weather, sitting in an unroofed stadium to watch a Quidditch game that you don't know how long it will take to end undoubtedly requires considerable courage.

Mike is not worried about getting wet in the rain. They are not Muggles. There are many solutions to this problem.

For example, waterproof and moisture-proof and heat-insulating spells.

Mike doesn't need to worry about senior students. Basically everyone knows this basic spell. Even if they don't know it, people around them will not refuse to help you cast one. The situation

is not so good for the young wizards in the lower grades.

Especially the little wizards who were born in Muggles.

Seeing the little wizards around him shivering in the heavy rain, Mike chuckled and took a group of senior students to put waterproof and moisture-proof and heat-insulating spells on them one by one. After receiving their grateful eyes, he slowly returned to his seat.

Mike only helped the students of Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff. Gryffindor and Slytherin didn't need his help at all.

Professor McGonagall, who came to supervise the battle, had already arranged a layer of transparent shield over the seats of Gryffindor to help her students block the heavy rain.

And Slytherin.

They are at least mixed-blood, and waterproof and moisture-proof spells are easy to use.

What if someone doesn't know how to do it?

That means he is stupid. Slytherin never welcomes idiots. Such people deserve to be frozen to death!

Compared with Mike and other spectators, players like Harry and Cedric are very pitiful. Due to the rules of Quidditch, they cannot carry wands or use any potions or spells during the game.

So they had no choice but to run to the center of the field in the heavy rain to salute each other.

The heavy rain soon soaked all their clothes. The field was seriously flooded due to the poor drainage system. Mike bet that their boots must be full of water now.

Hogwarts was already very cold in November. In this environment, their wet clothes would continue to absorb their heat until they froze to death.

This was a game of willpower. It was completely wishful thinking to catch the Golden Snitch quickly in this weather. Mike estimated that this game would last at least half an hour.

After the referee's order, the two teams of Gryffindor and Hufflepuff took off into the air, stirring up a large area of ​​mud and water on the ground.

As the game began, warm cheers rang out from the audience. Those

who came were all crazy fans of Quidditch, and the little rain from the sky could not extinguish their enthusiasm.

The members of the Quidditch school team are undoubtedly true warriors. Even though it is still raining heavily and the strong wind in the sky is blowing them to the point of collapse, they still grit their teeth and keep throwing the Bludger towards the opponent's goal in the strong wind.

Such a scene is undoubtedly tragic and majestic. The audience is also infected by the warriors in the air and begins to give up the competition between the colleges.

As long as a player throws the ball into the basket, they will give their warmest applause and cheers regardless of whether the scorer is from their own college or not.

So the players in the air became more excited, and in this state of mind, the heavy rain and strong wind became insignificant.

Harry was naturally encouraged.

It's a pity that it is too difficult to find the golden snitch with a small size and superb moving speed in this weather. No matter how hard Harry tries, he can't find the golden color.

What Harry doesn't know is that in a hidden corner of the audience, a big black dog with mottled hair is watching him.

The big black dog was watching very seriously, its huge head moving constantly with Harry's movements, and even Mike didn't notice that he was watching him.

As the game progressed, Harry's condition became worse and worse. From the perspective of the audience, Mike could clearly see that Harry was becoming more shaky in the wind and rain.

The big black dog was obviously very uneasy, scratching the wooden seat under it with its two front paws, but its eyes were still unwilling to move away from Harry.

Gryffindor's captain Wood obviously noticed this, so he called a timeout.

At Madam Hooch's whistle, the players of both teams returned to their respective rest areas.

Mike saw clearly that Hermione cast a waterproof and moisture-proof spell on Harry's glasses.

Strictly speaking, such behavior was a foul.

But the Gryffindor players had no reason to report their own seeker. As for Cedric, even though his personality changed drastically, that guy still maintained his kind nature, and would not care about such a small matter even if he knew about it.

But Mike saw a problem in this matter, a problem with Hermione.

She seems to attach great importance to rules, but in fact, when the rules infringe on the vital interests of her and the people around her, she can make the rules as nothing.

Many people think that Hermione and McGonagall are very similar when reading the original book, and even think that McGonagall is the middle-aged version of Hermione.

But in fact, Hermione is still far from that now. You know, McGonagall is a truly upright person.

It is for this reason that many people in the European and American entertainment circles in the previous life actually don’t like the character of Hermione.

After all, not everyone only looks at the face.

Harry, whose glasses were released with a waterproof and moisture-proof spell, returned to the court with clear vision.

This time he performed much better than the last time, and the big black dog in the stands couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

As time went on, the enthusiasm of the audience was also being consumed rapidly, and many people had already begun to leave.

At this moment, a touch of gold appeared behind Harry, but Harry didn't notice it at all.

Everyone in the audience saw it clearly, and many people clenched their fists nervously.

Finally, with the reminder of Captain Wood, Harry finally found the golden snitch behind him, but just as he turned around and reached out to the golden snitch, countless black shadows with hoods appeared in the sky.

"Dementors!"

I don't know who shouted first, and there was a commotion in the stands full of people. A few smart people rushed to the exit quickly, while the vast majority of people stared blankly at the dementors that appeared in the sky, at a loss.

Harry fell off the broom as soon as he saw those black shadows. The Gryffindor team members were horrified and wanted to stop Harry but to no avail. They could only watch Harry fall on the soft grass, splashing a large amount of water.

But Cedric was not idle at this time. He completely ignored those dementors and pierced through the rain like a sharp arrow, and directly caught the little golden snitch in his hand.

The expected cheers did not sound, and the stands were in chaos at this time.

"Don't panic!" Mike raised his arm and shouted. His voice was loud and clear, and it reached everyone's ears. "Do you remember the Patronus Charm I taught you? Follow me and chant it! Expecto Patronus!" A fluorescent

raven flapped its wings and flew up.

At this time, people remembered Mike's amazing record before and began to rush to Mike's side frantically.

A few students who reacted faster raised their wands like Mike at the Dementors that were getting closer and closer in the air.

"Expecto Patronus!"

The chanting of spells continued. The Patronus Charms of these little wizards were not strong. Even the strongest among them, Franklin Penello and others, could only release some light mist.

But these light mists, led by the white raven, burst into amazing light, illuminating the stands while resisting the approaching Dementors.

However, it was just a resistance.

There were too many Dementors. Even if Mike gathered the strength of everyone on the field, he could only barely stop these Dementors.

Suddenly, a blazing light burst out from the direction of Hogwarts Castle.

This light was like a wave sweeping over. The Dementors seemed to be very afraid of this wave of light. They began to retreat collectively as soon as they found it, but a few flying slower were wrapped in the wave. After a while, they turned into a ball of flying ash and disappeared between heaven and earth.

For the wizards, this wave of light was like a healing light. Everyone who was enveloped by the light felt their body quickly warm up, and the happy mood reappeared.

Everyone looked in the direction of the light tide unconsciously, and saw that Dumbledore had come to the court at some point. At this moment, he was frowning and staring at the Dementors who were fleeing in embarrassment.

This was the first time Mike saw Dumbledore's real anger. The Dumbledore who always had a gentle smile on his face disappeared. Now, a legendary wizard with infinite majesty appeared in front of Mike!

It seemed that the others also saw this side of Dumbledore for the first time, and they were all a little shocked.

But then the stands erupted with deafening cheers.

The cheers seemed to wake up the angry Dumbledore, who forced out a reluctant smile and raised his hand to make a silent gesture.

In an instant, the cheers that were like a tsunami disappeared, and everyone concentrated and held their breath, waiting for Dumbledore's speech.

"Now, go back to the lounge. Take a good shower, and don't catch a cold!"

The cheers rang out again, even more enthusiastic than before.

At this moment, Mike's originally fair and handsome face turned red, and he clenched his fists tightly, and his excitement was simply unspeakable.

This is not surprising, most of the students around him are like this, and many of them are even more excited than him.

But Mike's excitement is different from theirs, because at this moment, there is a voice in Mike's heart that is shouting wildly:

"One day! I will become a supreme being like him!"

No one knows what Mike is thinking, and in fact, everyone is not in the mood to care about Mike's thoughts at this time.

After returning to Hogwarts Castle, everyone was still excited for a long time. Dumbledore's shocking Patronus Charm gave these students a great shock.

But thanks to Dumbledore, everyone became a fanatical fan of the Patronus Charm.

So the students who learned a few tricks from Mike spontaneously became advertisers for Mike's cram school.

They showed off their crappy Patronus Charm to their friends crazily, harvesting their envy and jealousy.

Because of their behavior, the name of Mike's cram school finally resounded throughout Hogwarts. These people couldn't even wait until tomorrow, and ran to the lounge of Ravenclaw College to find Mike that day, wanting to join his cram school.

However, they came up empty-handed.

Mike was missing at this time!

...

On the outskirts of Hogsmeade Village, Mike was looking for the abandoned house that Lupin mentioned, and Shuke, the house elf, followed Mike step by step, looking a little nervous.

It's not his fault. Last time, in order to carry out the task assigned by Mike, Beta was sucked of his happiness by several Dementors.

As a result, he can only stay at home and rest. If he doesn't do this, Beta is likely to go crazy!

After this incident, Shuke felt that his original master, who always had a gentle smile on his face, had changed and became more and more terrifying!

But who made him his master? As a house elf, it is his duty to obey the master's orders!

Thinking of this, Shuke quickened his pace, came to Mike and said, "Master! The house is in front!"

"Well, I see it."

Mike answered without turning his head, his eyes fixed on a dilapidated house in the distance.

This is the famous haunted house in Hogsmeade Village: the Shrieking Shack.

For many years, the villagers of Hogsmeade Village thought that there were evil spirits living in it because of the ghosts and wolves howling from time to time, and no one could enter the house by any means, which proved this point.

So, in the closed circle of Hogsmeade, the name of the Shrieking Shack spread.

In recent years, people have discovered that the screams in the Shrieking Shack have disappeared, and they thought that the evil spirits inside had left.

So the Shrieking Shack has become an important tourist attraction, and almost everyone who comes to Hogsmeade will come to appreciate the desolate scenery here.

But no one dares to really walk into this house.

In fact, the ghost screams heard by the villagers are actually the miserable howls made by Lupin after he turned into a werewolf because there was no one around him, so he could only scratch himself to relieve the pain.

This house was actually specially arranged by Dumbledore for Lupin to use for transformation. Even the secret passage under the Whomping Willow was built for him.

In order to ensure that Lupin can transform safely here without being disturbed, and to prevent Lupin from running out to harm people when he turns into a werewolf, a large number of spells have been added to this house to ensure that people inside can never get out, and people outside can't get in. This is the

truth of the haunted house.

My hand was cut by a kitchen knife. This is a draft. I will try my best to update it tomorrow.