Tom was halfway there when he realized something a little tricky. He turned his head and shouted to his teammates as loudly as possible: "Try not to fly too high after the game starts, I suspect that there will be dementors in the sky—think about it, there are still people in Hogwarts now! Is there a happier place than a Quidditch pitch? And those guys are starving..."

Speaking under the mask, the voice will inevitably be a little muffled, but it can still be heard by teammates. Everyone couldn't help trembling when they heard the word "dementor", as if some bad memories came to their hearts.

"Probably not, how could Professor Dumbledore allow them to enter Hogwarts." Albert felt that Tom was making a big fuss—others could say, how could he not fly high as a Seeker? The high-altitude view is better, not to mention that the Golden Snitch will not stop flying high because of the rain.

"The stadium is outside Hogwarts Castle, there is a possibility of trouble." Richie glanced at the majestic stadium in front of him with a serious expression, but his expression was completely covered by the mask, so no one could see it.

"Be careful." Rich had no choice but to ask everyone to take care of themselves.

Tom has nothing to do about his teammates' disapproval and lying down strategy. He couldn't even blame them! Because there's nothing the teammates can do about it either—no one on the team can cast a Patronus Charm powerful enough to banish the Dementors. Even if you stay vigilant, you can escape faster. He could only hope that the previous Hogsmeade incident had taught the group of dementors a deep enough lesson to exercise restraint.

The team went into the locker room for finishing touches. The players were either sitting in the locker room in a daze, or they were maintaining the broom, and some people were eating to prepare enough calories for the next game. The movements of the Gryffindor players in the dressing room across the field were fairly uniform: they were all changing, exchanging soaked outer robes for dry spares and wiping off the water.

Although it will be drenched again after a while, it is better than standing in the lounge wet.

Tom was leaning against the door, wiping the rain off his broom, when he heard two light knocks on the door. As soon as he turned around, he saw Hermione waving at him from behind the door.

"What's the matter?" Tom asked, coming out of the dressing room and standing in front of Hermione.

Hermione reached out her hands and straightened the hem of the team robe for Tom.

"The color of the clothes matches you very well," she said without thinking, then held Tom's cheeks in both hands, and after looking at them for a while, she whispered: "Note...be careful, I will be below Watching yours."

She stared at Tom quietly for a moment, and touched her forehead to Tom's forehead, "Don't be brave, I'll wait for you to come back."

After saying this, she turned her head and ran away quickly.

Tom stood at the door of the dressing room, watching Hermione's back disappearing up the spiral staircase, and hearing her footsteps merge into the sound of hundreds of feet above his head. At this time, a whistle sounded in the distance, and it was Mrs. Hooch calling the players of the two teams.

Tom walked into the field with his teammates. They were all swayed by the wind when they walked, and the cheers in the stands were also covered by thunder and rain. It's raining and windy, but that's it.

Gryffindor players in red and gold robes emerged from across the field to shake hands with Ravenclaw.

Wood keenly noticed the abnormalities in the Ravenclaw players, but he had no time to say anything before the game began.

Tom rode the sweeping seven-star into the sky quickly, but he found that his broom seemed to be greatly disturbed, and the strong wind prevented it from responding very sensitively to his commands—it was like playing a game with a delay.

Tom struggled to control the broom, squinting his eyes to look for the Quaffle in the rain.

The narrator of Hogwarts is still Lee Jordan of Gryffindor College. Today's heavy rain can't dampen his passionate narration. He is shouting at the top of his lungs, trying to convey what he saw to the audience present .

Within five minutes of being in mid-air, Tom felt frozen. It would be even worse if the gown was not waterproof. Tom couldn't imagine what kind of monsters the Gryffindor team was fighting with them in this weather.

The current scene is dominated by Ravenclaw. In just five minutes, they have already led by 30 points. It is conceivable that if the comparison continues, the point difference can be further widened.

After an unknown amount of time, a flash of lightning flashed, and Mrs. Hooch's whistle came from the rain. It took Rich a lot of effort to gather the team members and landed in the mud.

"Wood called a timeout," and they huddled together under a small overhanging shed. After waiting for everyone, Rich told them the good news: now the difference between them and Gryffindor has widened to sixty points.

I don't know who started a fire, and everyone gathered around the fire, trying to add some heat to themselves.

"They are amazing, they played bravely, but we have the advantage!" By the fire, Rich praised the Gryffindor team. No one thinks there is a problem with this sentence. Everyone can see that the seven of Gryffindor have become like drowned chickens from top to bottom. Against such a huge disadvantage, they can still muster up the courage and fighting spirit to tangle with the Ravenclaw team, which is still very awesome.

Ask yourself, the little wizard of the Ravenclaw team feels that there is a high probability that he will not be able to do it.

Of course, as time goes by, the gap between the two sides will further widen. Physical pain cannot be soothed by spirit and courage. The cold will make their joints stiff and their movements slow and deformed, UU reading www. uukanshu.com This is not something that can be changed by courage and fighting spirit. So Ravenclaw's advantage will only get bigger and bigger until the point difference exceeds 150 points.

"It's raining too much..." Harry shook the glasses in his hand in despair, "I can't see anything, there is almost no difference between wearing these glasses and not wearing them..."

Fred then walked over to Harry and put a waterproof charm on his glasses.

"I should have thought of that," he tucked his wand back into his robes, "the waterproofing charm! George and I are going to figure out how to attach a waterproofing charm to the robe after this game."

Wood was so excited that he wanted to kiss Fred.

"Why don't you just go to the Muggle supermarket and buy a raincoat!" Harry thought desperately: In this kind of weather, it would be a great thing to have a raincoat!

Anyone with a little common sense knows that raincoats are much more practical than umbrellas when exercising in rainy days. It's a pity that no one in the entire team thought of preparing a few raincoats.

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