Harry Potter and the Attack of the Squibs

"Lupine once knew Sirius, they were friends, so I doubted him."

Snape's eyes deliberately avoided Harry as he spoke.

"But Dumbledore believed in Lupin, so he is trustworthy."

"Don't dwell on this anymore, Harry."

Harry was stunned for a moment: "But..."

Snape glared at Harry as if he wanted to kill him: "I said, don't dwell on this matter anymore."

Harry was startled.

Snape suddenly turned around, tossed his sleeves, and walked out of the classroom.

Only Harry and the three were left standing in the classroom at a loss.

"What just happened?"

Ron glanced at the classroom door with lingering fear.

Hermione shook her head: "Harry, Professor Snape is probably just too tired..."

Harry nodded and walked out of the classroom in silence.

He knew better than Ron and Hermione that Snape was not suddenly out of control.

In fact, when he first met Snape, and even later when he was alone with Snape, Harry had seen that look of hatred many times, but it gradually disappeared.

But this time it seemed that Snape remembered something again because of Lupin.

"The good news is that Professor Lupine is reliable. Look at Snape...even if the professor hates him so much, he still feels that Dumbledore is right to trust Professor Lupin."

When Harry said this, Ron and Hermione still looked worried.

"Harry..."

Harry shook his head: "I'm fine, but I can only find someone else..."

Hermione was stunned for a moment: "What?"

Harry shook his head and said nothing more.

He was talking about going to Hogsmeade.

It is the wizarding village on the edge of Hogwarts, a magical place. Starting from the third grade, Hogwarts students can go to Hogsmeade if they get their parents' permission. There are all kinds of places there. Something magical.

Harry had actually always wanted to go, but the Dursleys obviously wouldn't agree, so he finally put his hope in Snape.

But now it seems that Snape may not be in the mood to sign for him.

Harry sighed deeply.

But it wasn't until later that he discovered that this was not the only trouble he had to face.

After walking out of the classroom, outside the hall, they bumped into an angry Wood.

"What happened?"

Ron asked curiously.

Because Ron was the person in Gryffindor who was most familiar with Luke's forms, he was now familiar with all the Quidditch players.

Wood was silent for a moment, then shook his head.

But his eyes were on Harry.

Ron and Hermione glanced at Harry together.

"what happened?"

Wood was silent for a moment: "Professor McGonagall thinks Harry is too dangerous, so he cannot participate in the team's training."

Harry shook his head: "How is that possible? Of course I have to participate in training. Besides, what danger could I be in?"

Wood sighed: "That's what I said too, but Professor McGonagall still said that you need to think carefully before making a decision."

Harry nodded: "Professor McGonagall will think it through. This weekend is our game against Slytherin! Does she want to watch us lose the game?"

Wood nodded: "I don't think so."

…

The weekend is coming soon.

But no one thought that such a terrifying heavy rain would fall on this day.

The entire Gryffindor team was in confusion.

They had played in such weather before, and the result was extremely painful. Fortunately, Harry still managed to grab the Golden Snitch in the end.

But this time Professor McGonagall came to the dressing room.

She looked at Harry, hesitant.

"I don't think you should go to the competition..."

Harry looked at Professor McGonagall, and for some reason, he suddenly understood that Professor McGonagall was actually a Gryffindor through and through, the complete opposite of Snape.

"If I was afraid not to go, Gryffindor would lose and there would never be a chance to win the championship. This is Wood's lifelong regret."

Professor McGonagall was stunned.

She looked at Harry as if she were looking at someone she was meeting for the first time.

Then Professor McGonagall nodded: "You'd better know one thing, Sirius..."

Harry smiled: "He came to Hogwarts because of me, I know."

Professor McGonagall was stunned for a moment, then nodded with a smile: "Go and win the championship back!"

Then Professor McGonagall turned and left the room.

The Gryffindor team was ready and came to the pitch together.

Originally, they thought that the heavy rain would reduce the number of people watching the game, but contrary to everyone's expectations, the audience here was still full of enthusiasm. There were almost no fewer people watching the game than usual, and their enthusiasm was undiminished. Come on Even the sound of rain could not cover up the sound.

In the violent rain, Lu Ke stood in the stands and looked up at the sky.

Although it was a bit strange, in order to defeat Gryffindor, he had learned to see everything clearly even when the blood flowed into his eyes, and the heavy rain could not hinder his sight at all.

Above the rain curtain and under the high clouds, there were many dark shadows floating like ghosts.

Those were dementors, and they couldn't resist the attraction of the happy atmosphere here.

Lu Ke let out a long sigh.

Even the invincible Gryffindor could be killed by his sword, but he couldn't deal with a group of tiny dementors. It was simply ridiculous.

Slytherin's soft and hoarse voice rose from Lu Ke's mind: "Because a hero of justice cannot destroy the darkness. Only by controlling the darkness can we truly stop them."

Lu Ke smiled and put a piece of parchment over Pallas's head, then placed it on his seat and quietly walked to the front of the stand.

This is the place with the best view. There are many spectators crowded tightly. Lu Ke stands behind them and watches the competition on the court.

This was a very exciting game, and all the spectators who braved the heavy rain felt that it was worth it to stand in the rain.

But Lu Ke didn't think so.

The heavy rain clouds blocked the sun, and the dementors finally couldn't bear it anymore.

When the Seeker had already seen the Golden Snitch and started fighting for it, the black ghost rushed down.

At that moment, Lu Ke snapped his fingers.

Like a series of firecrackers going off, the house elves appeared in mid-air and raised their fingers at the dementors rushing toward the audience.

The terrifying power exploded in an instant, blocking the dementors.

But Lu Ke still miscalculated.

Dementors passed under the stands and rushed into the stadium.

At that moment, Lu Ke jumped off the stands.

Then he fell to the ground in a dazzling white light.

The dementors failed.

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