From Azkaban To Hogwarts

"This thunderstorm weather... not so friendly..."

In the stands, William complained to Adams on the right.

Although they were protected from getting wet with the help of umbrellas and magic, their sight was blocked by the rain.

"Well, I don't quite agree with that," Adams raised his voice in response-the thunder was too loud.

"Fighting in all kinds of harsh weather is the essence of Quidditch!"

Before Adams could say what was behind, Professor Taylor on the right had already added it. He smiled at Afra, who was sitting quietly in his arms, "You said yes, Afra?"

"Sure enough, I still can't understand the excitement of Quidditch..."

Facing the Quidditch fanatics on both sides, William could only add magic to himself in order to see the game more clearly.

"Yes... George is great! A beautiful blow..."

The commentator's voice was mixed in the rain, and it came out vaguely, making the watching of the game even more strenuous.

‘I should perfect those two hanging paintings instead of watching the game here...’ William thought, while trying to identify the two sides’ hunters.

It's not difficult-the wind and rain are too great, and the weak bodies of the two third-year seekers can't hold the broomstick at all. They fly high, but it is extremely difficult to control balance.

But even so, the two people were still fighting with each other, they were flying with extremely dangerous skills-even the current William couldn't try to do that kind of action at such a fast speed.

What's worse, instead of stopping, they started to accelerate.

‘Snitch? ’

William stared at the direction they were chasing suspiciously, and finally found the extremely dim golden light in the rain for a long time.

Yes, it's a snitch. The two found the snitch.

Harry took a step faster, but his broom speed was a little behind. William stared at the Snitch and began to predict-if nothing else, Harry should be half a hand faster...

"sky!"

William stood up in surprise, but at this moment he had to admit that the speed of human reaction is limited-a huge lightning fell from the sky, hitting Harry directly with a speed that was impossible to react, and then tightly. Slytherin Seeker Malfoy, who followed Harry almost next to him.

The wand was swiftly swung, and the curse pulled open the rain curtain and took it directly towards the concentrated two.

In mid-air, the speed of the two people who were struck by lightning was slowed down by the curse, and they fell smoothly towards the ground. William didn't even walk through the passage. He cast a spell toward his legs and bounced directly from the stands into the air, and then hurried toward the ground. Fell to the ground.

"Crack..."

The sound of obvious bone dislocation, the severe pain came after a short pause.

‘It’s so painful... If I use this immature idea, I won’t eat chocolate for a week! ’

He dealt with the problem by casting spells on his legs. William dragged a leg and limped in the direction of the two landing. Although this is a bit arrogant, he firmly believes that among the people who can rush over in the first time. , His first aid is the best.

After all, there was a distance, and Mrs. Hooch, who was present, had already parked the broom over there, but obviously she hadn't encountered such outrageous things very much, just anxiously took out the commonly used wound medicine from the bag and quickly selected.

William didn't call her either, and while groping for the last life-saving medicine from his pocket, he anxiously checked with his wand.

"Fortunately... It's not the most dangerous time..."

Both of them are alive. Although they were struck by lightning, they did not use the last resort.

"Professor..." Mrs. Hooch, the nearest to William, was the only one who saw the contents of the bottle. Even when two students were seriously injured, she was still frightened—"That's..."

"Shhh..." William put back the small bottle, UU reading www. uukanshu.com took out the new potion and gestured with the wand, and then cautiously pried open the two people's mouths with magic, the potion in the bottle was divided into two, and the potion was quickly poured in.

‘I’ll think about it... the lightning strikes... what else to add to the burn... the potion to repair the internal organs? ’

Of course, it is impossible for a wizard to develop a potion for lightning strikes that are unlikely to occur, so William can only mix potions according to his two sets of knowledge-as for the deviation of the dose, it is acceptable, after all, it can be treated later.

Professor Lockhart, that was an accident—he and Snape's Veritaserum can be cured by pouring it together...

While William was counting the amount of the fourth potion, Professor Snape ran down from the stands. He ran over nervously and stood by the side, seeming to want to say something, but finally held back. No request to take over treatment.

But when William took out the medicine in the small crystal bottle and prepared to pour the two separately again, he still spoke up after all.

"The amount is too much, one-seventh less. The potion you use to treat burns will conflict with this healing potion."