Harry and Cedric obviously did not notice those Dementors hiding in the dark clouds, they were just too black, almost merging completely with the clouds.
The two of them chased that streak of gold straight into the sky, while those Dementors lunged toward the pitch.
There were over a hundred Dementors.
They kept flying and circling above the Quidditch pitch, sucking the students' positive emotions as if they were enjoying a buffet.
The next moment, Harry fell from his broom.
That Nimbus 2000 gifted by Professor McGonagall drew an arc through the air, flying toward the direction of the Whomping Willow, while Harry himself fell straight down vertically.
The entire Quidditch pitch fell into an eerie silence.
Everyone's faces were filled with terror, yet under the Dementors' suction, they stood frozen in place as if petrified.
At that moment, the ones in the most pain were undoubtedly the Gryffindor players. They watched with wide eyes as Harry fell from the sky, but their stiff bodies couldn't do anything.
And the only person on the field still able to move freely was Cedric.
He had flown too high, so high that he was beyond the Dementors' range of influence.
Under the watchful eyes of Link and Emily, he suddenly broke through the clouds and finally grabbed that faintly visible golden dot in his hand.
Seeing this, Emily suddenly turned her head and glared at Link.
After learning that Link had certain special ties to the Dementors, she couldn't help but regard the scene in front of her as his doing.
Link didn't deny it. Instead, he fully activated the Sensory Charm and locked his eyes on the pitch below.
He knew very clearly, what came next was high energy.
Sure enough, the next moment, Dumbledore in white robes rushed onto the pitch. First, he used a Levitation Charm to hold the rapidly falling Harry in mid-air, allowing him to land at a relatively slower speed.
Then he pointed his wand toward the Dementors in mid-air.
"Expecto Patronum!!"
BOOM!
A silver-white pillar of light as thick as the Gryffindor Tower shot up into the sky and suddenly exploded.
Waves of silver-white ripples rapidly spread from the center of the explosion, blowing apart the thunderclouds that had originally loomed over the pitch, and gradually spreading across the entire Hogwarts grounds.
Everyone illuminated by the ripple once again felt warmth, and their frozen limbs regained life and energy.
Link and Emily were no exception, the Protego Totalum spell Link had cast couldn't resist the silver-white ripple and shattered into countless fragments in an instant.
As for those Dementors, they screamed sharply and fled from the pitch like they had encountered the most terrifying thing in all the world, scattering in all directions.
Looking down at the figure standing with a wand in hand, Link's eyes glazed over, and he couldn't help but lean forward.
Such power was nearly equal to that of a god.
This was the power of the greatest white wizard of this century.
The sounds of shouting and chatter returned to the pitch.
The Gryffindor players and the other professors on the field rushed to the unconscious Harry, forming layer upon layer of people around him.
Soon, Madam Pomfrey arrived. She quickly conjured a stretcher and, with the help of George and Fred, ran toward the hospital wing with Harry.
Meanwhile, Cedric and the other Hufflepuff players stood not far away, staring blankly at the scene.
In Cedric's hand, he was still holding the Golden Snitch.
It was clear that this match had been won by the Hufflepuff team.
Sparse applause and cheers arose from the Hufflepuff stands.
This seemed to remind Cedric, his dazed eyes glanced at the distant stands, then lowered his head to look at the Golden Snitch in his hand. Finally, he gritted his teeth, his eyes firm, and ran toward Madam Hooch.
"Replay! There was an accident in this match! We need a rematch!" Cedric shouted while waving the Golden Snitch.
Upon hearing this, everyone on the field, including Madam Hooch and the Gryffindor team members, looked at him with incredulous expressions.
Given what had happened, someone asking for a rematch was not strange at all.
But the strange part was that the one requesting the rematch wasn't Gryffindor, but Hufflepuff.
This was hard to understand.
Upon hearing this, the Gryffindor players, who had been stunned, suddenly became excited.
If they had another chance, they were confident they wouldn't lose.
Madam Hooch obviously had never encountered this situation before. She turned to Dumbledore with an inquiring look.
At that moment, Dumbledore's expression was extremely grim, he was still furious about the Dementors' sudden intrusion onto the pitch.
But upon noticing Madam Hooch's gaze, a smile still appeared on his aged face. Looking appreciatively at Cedric, he said, "Cedric, your team won this match fairly and honorably. This is what you deserved."
"But…"
Cedric still wanted to say something, but Dumbledore waved his hand to stop him, then looked toward Gryffindor team captain Wood.
"What do you say, Wood?"
Under Dumbledore's gaze, Wood's lips trembled a few times, but in the end, he still nodded with difficulty.
"Well done, Cedric!"
"We won!"
———
John and the others immediately burst into cheers, while on the other side, the Gryffindors lowered their heads in disappointment.
Dumbledore sighed lightly and turned to look at the stands.
His gaze was like an arrow, piercing through the damp air lingering over the pitch, locking directly onto Link's eyes.
"Ha!"
Link chuckled, leaning back against his seat.
Having fully activated the Sensory Charm, he naturally knew what had just happened below.
He also knew very clearly that Dumbledore had misunderstood, thinking those Dementors had been summoned by him to help Hufflepuff seize victory.
"What are they arguing about?"
Emily habitually tilted her chin toward the crowd on the pitch and asked with a smile.
"Cedric thinks it was unfair to Gryffindor and wants a rematch," Link said expressionlessly, "but the request was rejected by Dumbledore."
"Ah, he really does think of himself as a hero."
Emily shook her head, her eyes full of amusement.
She also believed that those Dementors were summoned by Link, but she didn't think there was anything wrong with that.
On the contrary, she even felt a little delighted in her heart.
Because if it were her, she would have done the same thing.
That just proved that Link and she shared the same values.
That's why, we are the most perfect pair.
Looking at Link's side profile, Emily thought this to herself.
Meanwhile, Link got up and stretched his neck. Then he smiled and said, "Let's go, Emily. The breeding of the Skars is almost complete. It's time for us to go and welcome them."
Emily didn't say anything but smiled and reached her hand toward Link.
Link understood instantly, bowed like a gentleman, and helped Emily up.
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