Hogwarts Slytherin

Great!

Not long after graduation, Bellatrix couldn't use the Killing Curse at all.

Rui Ji thought in annoyance and forgot about this.

Casting the Killing Curse requires not only powerful magic, but also true determination, the kind that results in death.

This is not something that can be done easily.

Strangely enough, as the intersection with the Harry Potter world deepens.

The memory of the original work in his mind became increasingly blurry. He speculated that his actions might have affected the original direction, so many things had changed.

Regis suspected that Bellatrix learned the Death Curse only after marrying Rodolphus.

That was also a year later.

"That's really a shame." Snape said coldly.

Sirius shrugged: "Bellatrix was also forced to resign as an Auror because of this incident. Hmm, I think she should be very happy, because then she can devote herself to being a Death Eater. .”

Looking at Sirius's nonchalant expression, Reggie had reason to suspect that Bellatrix did not identify Sirius after she woke up.

Of course, Reggie had always known that she was a smart and powerful witch, and he figured out in a very short time that it was impossible for Sirius to use the Imperius Curse on her.

In this case, it seems that I can only do it myself in the future.

Rozier, I hope you live longer.

The matter has come to this, and there is no point in thinking about it any more.

Reggie started to get back to the point.

Everyone was well prepared, and many of their creative ideas made Rui Ji's eyes light up and he felt enlightened.

But without exception, no one could invent a magic spell to resist dementors in a short time.

Except Reggie.

He didn't know if it would be useful, so he called Professor MacMillan.

If nothing unexpected happened, Voldemort's curse had already begun to take effect, and the professor would be gone by the third year.

The Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher was also deeply impressed by Reggie, not only because of his good talent and grades, but the duel was still fresh in his memory.

After receiving Reggie's request for a Boggart for experimentation, he readily agreed to his request.

"Little guy, have you forgotten the spell to deal with Boggart?"

"I know, hilarious."

"Five points for Slytherin! Great, be careful."

They couldn't catch a real dementor for experiments. Thanks to Quidditch, it was the dementors that many people were most afraid of now.

In order to ensure their safety, Professor McMillan sat quietly in a corner of the classroom when entering the experimental session and did not disturb them.

He would only take action when they couldn't solve it.

Reggie explained to a few people the principle of the spell, which is similar to the evolved head soaking spell. It transforms into a layer of invisible energy to wrap the whole person.

He took the initiative to demonstrate, and suddenly there was something like a film on the surface of his body. This film could isolate his emotions.

"Man, I'm a little nervous."

"Don't be afraid, just use the spell I just taught you."

Reggie had no choice but to let Porter face the Boggart, because what he feared most was not Dementors...

"Are you ready?"

Potter tightened the wand in his hand and swallowed: "Okay."

As Ruigi opened the cabinet, everyone could clearly feel that the temperature in the room dropped a lot in an instant.

It's that dark feeling...

Looking at the black figures floating in the air, a feeling of despair and frustration arose in the hearts of several young wizards.

"Ba La La Little Demon Fairy Transformed!" Perhaps due to being too nervous, Potter's pronunciation was obviously wrong.

The moment the dementors came out, Reggie's body was already covered with a film.

it works!

Except for that moment of coldness, Reggie immediately changed after he activated the spell. He could not feel any negative effects caused by the dementors at all.

After Potter muttered the wrong spell, Professor MacMillan not far away became a little nervous.

He left his seat and stood up, as if he was going to summon his patronus any second.

When Reggie saw this, he immediately stopped him.

"Relax, Potter, it couldn't be easier. Balala the little devil transforms, the first sound, not the fourth, one wave, one shake."

Potter felt like his breath was filled with white mist. He gritted his teeth and followed Reggie's instructions.

"Balala, the little devil fairy transforms!"

Others also launched spells.

It really works!

"Did they succeed?" Professor MacMillan, who was already prepared, seemed to be petrified and looked at the bewildered Dementors in mid-air.

After the spell of Reggie and others took effect, they isolated their emotions from leaking out.

The Dementor transformed from the Boggart also suddenly lost its target. It spun around in confusion, and then flew straight towards Professor McMillan, the only "living person" in the classroom.

By the time the Boggart flew in front of Professor MacMillan, the Dementor had disappeared and turned into a middle-aged and elderly man that Reggie didn't recognize.

Professor MacMillan's expression changed drastically: "Funny."

The Boggart immediately turned into a big colorful ball.

Facing the blank looks from Reggie and others, he didn't explain anything, but shut the Boggart back into the cabinet and hurried away with it.

Everyone who was still immersed in surprise was confused.

Only one person noticed the strange look on Anthony's face for a moment.

Reggie's eyes moved.

But he didn't point it out. Instead, he kept it in his mind and asked him alone after preparing the dormitory.

Soon everyone was immersed in joy!

They couldn't believe that they had discovered a spell that could ward off dementors? !

Although Reggie invented it, come on, they are a team.

In Porter's words: "What's mine is my buddy's, and what's my buddy's is of course mine."

Reggie didn't have any objections, but just told everyone that the spell should not be taught to people outside the community.

That's right.

Only those who join the club can share the club's knowledge. He doesn't want to pick up the bowl for others to eat and put down the chopsticks to curse.

It's also time to start expanding your power.

To be sure, as time goes by, the requirements for joining the society will only become more and more stringent, but future research results will also become more and more valuable.

Want to learn?Yes, join us.

It's quite similar to the Death Eater Reserves.

After deciding on the theme of the next event, several people were preparing to leave.

Potter stopped them and invited them to Hagrid's hut.

"No, the elation potion I promised Professor Slughorn has not yet been completed." Snape decisively refused.

"Merlin's smelly socks, isn't that something you only learned in fifth grade?"

"Ah."

Leaving Potter with a disdainful sneer, Snape strode away without looking back, wondering what good things he could do with the brainless Potter.

"Brother, you must go, Hagrid said he got a very strange thing!"

Reggie doesn't want to go either, but...

Strange?

Thinking of the dragon eggs in Harry Potter, his eyes flashed with interest.

Anthony had an indifferent attitude.

The last four people headed towards the Forbidden Forest.