Harry Potter’s School of Invincibility

"The lecture notes are related knowledge of the patron saint curse, please read it carefully first ..." Allen said gently.

The Laclaus looked through the lecture notes they were holding, and it seemed that they should be more serious in Professor Flivi's curse class.

The classroom was extremely quiet, and Allen looked at the scene with satisfaction.

After most of the little wizards had put down their handouts, Alan 'drawn' his wand.

"The guardian deity curse I'm going to demonstrate to everyone is a very deep magic-far beyond the level of ordinary wizards."

Allen just wanted to explain the difficulty of the spell, but the little wizards below looked bright and seemed more interested.

The clever Laclaus are not willing to be outdone, so they look at Alan intently.

Allen continued: "The patron saint is a positive force, an external manifestation of those things that the Dementors depend on for their livelihood-hope, happiness, and the desire to survive-but it is not like a real person Feeling hopeless, so Dementors ca n’t help it. "

"This spell may be too advanced for everyone, and many clever wizards are not able to master it. Therefore, if everyone fails to master it, don't be discouraged." Allen added.

"Everyone can think about the happiest thing for yourself. Because of this spell, you must gather all your thoughts at a particularly pleasant moment before this spell will take effect."

The little wizards are racking their brains and thinking about a happy moment.

This is very easy for Allen. Every time he completes a task and gets a reward, his excitement and joy can't be expressed.

"The mantra is--" Alan cleared his throat, "Come on guard!"

"Have you gathered your thoughts in those pleasant memories?" Allen asked.

"Call God to bless--"

"No, guard--"

"Ah, wrong!"

"Call God Guard, Call God Guard—"

Suddenly, something sprang out of the wand tip of some little wizards, and it looked like a silvery white 'color' gas.

These little wizards look very excited.

"Very good," Allen said with a smile. "So-are you ready to practice in Dementors?"

"The prepared classmates can come to practice after a while, everyone queues up and pay attention to order."

Allen noticed that Luna clenched her wand tightly, and followed several senior students to the middle of the empty classroom.

"She's a bit overwhelmed!"

"I don't like her!"

"Isn't this the crazy girl?"

The whisper of whispering sounded in the classroom.

Allen looked over and found that Luna's roommate, named Marietta Aikemo, was there too, gloating.

Alan looked at her quietly, turning her head, and gave Luna an extremely warm smile.

Alan took the lead in front of the cabinet. The wand pointed and the cabinet ‘door’ opened quietly. The white-haired black coconut palm appeared in front of everyone.

The horrifying eyes and expression made the wizards of the other grades I saw for the first time take a breath.

Allen initiated the Occlusion of the brain and tried his best to imagine the Dementor.

Bogut was successfully fooled by Allen and “snapped!” He turned into a dementor.

Its hooded face turned to Allen, a cold, scabious hand clutching the cloak.

The lights in the classroom flashed a few times and went out.

The Dementors began to approach Allen quickly and quietly, and at the same time they let out a deep, purring breath.

A chill penetrating the bone marrow enveloped the little wizard present.

Allen let go and cast a ‘mystery’ and ‘confusion’ spell on Bogut, who turned into a dementor.

In this way, Bogut would think that the other little wizard was Allen, and the most feared thing was the dementors.

Perhaps Allen did more than that, because when the Dementors appeared, many little wizards could not remember what they were most afraid of.

Of course, I can't remember the joy I once had.

Several senior Laclaus retired pale, and Penello quickly distributed the pre-prepared chocolates to them.

Finally, it's Luna's turn!

Allen noticed that the ‘female’ student named Marietta Aikemo squeezed out with a sullen face.

Not knowing what to see, Luna's trance expression gradually disappeared, looking frightened, her forehead sweating Cen Cen, the hand holding the wand trembling constantly.

Her silver-grey big eyes stared closely at the dementors.

"Call God to guard!" Luna shouted, "Call God to guard! Call God--"

The dementor was rushing towards Luna quickly, Luna collapsed to the ground, and her long, unkempt gold hair blocked her face, making her unclear.

Allen, who was the closest to Luna, stepped up and helped Luna.

Marietta Aikmo's funny expression with a stoic smile stiffened.

The dementors are getting closer and closer to Luna. When Allen wants to shoot, the top of Luna's wand changes-a silvery white 'color' gas comes out.

It's a pity that the gas just got out of the wand and disappeared.

Allen felt that Luna ’s robes were soaked in cold sweat ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Allen realized that she couldn't practice anymore.

Suddenly, Allen felt his hand light, and Penello held Luna and stuffed a large piece of chocolate into Luna's mouth.

Allen blinked, and the dementors in front of him suddenly turned into coconut palms, and quickly flew at Allen.

Allen kicked a kick against the condition of ‘shooting’, and Gaya was kicked aside.

A scream came and shocked the little wizards in the classroom.

Everyone looked at the place where Bogut was, and the coconut pressed against Marietta Aikemo, staring at each other "affectively".

"Ah, sorry, I didn't do it on purpose." Allen hurried over and pulled up the coconut palm.

Seeing Penello aside, his eyes flashed.

Luna, who had eased away from the gods, also showed a smile on her lips.

"Maybe we should stop here tonight. This spell is particularly deep ... I shouldn't let you experience this now ..." Allen blamed himself.

"Dementors may not give us time to prepare, do they?"

"Only practice again and again, we will improve."

"I am the only one who thinks that the dementor that Alan's" female "ghost is more terrifying?"

"And I……"

The little wizards all spoke to comfort Allen.

Allen seemed to remember the coconut palm in his hand.

He glanced around the corner of his eyes, and Gacone was staring at him, and he showed a strange smile.

Allen quickly shook her off and shouted "Funny!"

With another finger of the wand, the coconut palm was dragged back into the cabinet by a huge force, and his hands were still grasping in the direction of Allen without hesitation.

Allen was secretly shocked, and he was not afraid when Gale turned his back on him.

But just that glance, that feeling, really let him fly out of the sky, it is hard to say!