The Transformers at Hogwarts

Chapter 15 You are looking for a dead end!

The calm black lake reflects the evening sky.
The setting sun sprinkled the last ray of light under the high tower of Hogwarts, and the grass under the tower was slightly yellow.
Over the Forbidden Forest, a few homing birds are singing and flying
The atmosphere on the lawn was very dull, people seemed to be under a petrification spell, motionless, staring blankly into the distance
Harry's mind went blank, he knelt down on the ground weakly, the excitement just now disappeared, and the sudden impact made his brain lose the ability to think.

I don't know who made the first cry, the little wizards on the lawn cried together, and no one could remain indifferent to the loss of a life;
The crying woke Harry up, and Harry realized that tears were streaming down his face. He couldn't remember the last time he cried, he just felt as if there was a big stone in his stomach, heavy , Grieving emotions tightly strangled his throat like a big hand, making it difficult for him to breathe.

His heart was full of self-blame: If he hadn't been brave enough to fly to the sky and confront him, Alan would not have rushed to the sky to save himself, and there would be nothing like this after that!

Thinking of this, Harry blamed himself more and more, and even thought more and more extreme: If he hadn't come to Hogwarts to study, this wouldn't have happened!I should stay in the Muggle world forever, so that I won't hurt others!
Ron also fell heavily from the air. He fell on the grass, his eyes were red, and he was muttering something in his mouth. He hit the grass hard with his fists, as if venting his depression.

The three of Malfoy also landed on the ground. Malfoy was also full of disbelief and shock at all of this. He just wanted to teach the three of Alan a lesson. At most, just like Longbottom, a broken arm and leg would suffice. , I didn't expect things to develop to this point.

He looked reproachfully at Crabbe, who lowered his head like a little girl, tightly clutching the hem of his robe with one hand, and tightly clutching a few broom branches with the other. He ran to Gore's side, trying to cover himself with Gore's fat body, lest others see him.

Malfoy was the first to come to his senses. He secretly pulled the sleeve of Crabbe's hand holding the broomstick. Crabbe realized that he was still holding something in his hand, and quickly threw it aside.

But none of these escaped the eyes of the little wizards, and everyone was the first witness.

The weeping Hermione rushed up to Crabbe like a furious lioness, pointed to his nose and asked, "Why did you do this? We are all classmates, so you use such a ruthless hand? Originally It's over, why are you attacking Allen?"

"Sneak attack?!" Harry suddenly woke up from self-blame, remorse and sadness.

"What sneak attack?!! What just happened?" he asked loudly.

"Alan just swooped down to catch the glass ball just like you, and just flew past Crabbe. Crabbe flew up and grabbed the tail of Allen's broom, and then Allen's broom lost control and kept heading towards Fly towards the sun!" Parvati Patil told Harry with red eyes.

Harry looked at Ron with searching eyes, and Ron didn't dare to meet him. He said sadly to Harry: "Yes, I didn't realize it at the time, you two rushed down, Alan lost control of his broom I want to help him, but his broom is flying too fast, I really can't catch up!" After speaking, he covered his face and began to cry.

Harry looked at the little Slytherin wizards again, they all avoided Harry's eyes, and some girls were sobbing softly.

Harry was instantly sure of the truth of the matter.

He walked towards the three of Malfoy angrily. Malfoy knew he was wrong, so he moved away involuntarily.

Crabbe buried his head tightly behind Goyle's back like a quail, and held him tightly to prevent him from escaping, while Goyle struggled desperately.

Harry approached Crabbe step by step, the anger in his eyes seemed to burn Crabbe to death, even though the size difference between the two was huge, he was still firm.

"Look over there!" A little wizard in the crowd pointed in the direction where Allen had just fallen.

Harry suddenly turned his head to look there. He saw a wingtip suddenly appearing on the skyline of the Forbidden Forest burned red by the setting sun, but it disappeared quickly. Rubbing his eyes, he stared in that direction.

Sure enough, Harry saw the wingtip again, and that wingtip appeared more and more frequently.

The dull atmosphere on the lawn was suddenly broken, and everyone looked at the place where the wings appeared.

After a while, Allen glided out from the sky above the Forbidden Forest, seemingly still holding something in his hand. He lightly landed on a big rock, folded his wings, and squatted sideways on the rock, as if preparing to take a rest. The wings covered his body and most of his face.

Harry could only see his thin chin, but not his expression. The feathers on his wings were messed up, and he knew he had suffered a lot.

The little wizards rushed towards Allen excitedly, and everyone cheered for such a miracle!
At this time, Allen moved, he stood up slowly, and turned his head slowly. At this time, the sun in the distance behind him had released the last golden afterglow, turning into a big red fireball, the red The sunlight made the curves of his face more cold and hard, reflecting his tight lips and covering his eyes, but it couldn't hide the angry and menacing light in his eyes!
The excited little wizards were frightened and their voices became smaller and smaller until they became completely silent.

And Alan passed them and looked at the three Malfoys who were trying to sneak away while everyone was not paying attention. He suddenly dropped the thing in his right hand, and Harry took a closer look and found that it was a broken broom handle.
Then Allen spread his huge wings. The messy feathers and scars on them made him look even more majestic. He swung his wings fiercely, and his whole body rushed into the sky like an arrow. Each hand is holding a green thing, which is very conspicuous against the red light.

From the perspective of the little wizard, Allen and the setting sun like a big fireball in the distance overlapped together, and the red sunlight shone on his wings, turning his wings red, making the atmosphere even more chilling.

The high-altitude wind blows Alan's huge wings, and his wings are constantly bulging because they are full of wind, which also allows him to hover in the high-altitude, and he stares closely at the fleeing Malfoy three people shouted angrily:

"You are seeking your own death!"

　When writing this chapter, I watched the cg dozens of times...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)