From Beauxbatons to Hogwarts

During most of the Easter holidays, Calvin suspended his private instruction, simply letting them review on their own.Calvin himself locked himself in the Room of Requirement day and night, just to explore the secret of the Patronus Spell.

As early as fifth grade, Calvin was able to use the Patronus Charm fluently and summon a concrete Patronus.

The happiest memory that came to his mind at the time was the moment when he was elected student body president.

"Invoke God's Guard!" Silver-white mist flowed from the tip of Calvin's wand, and soon, a big silver-white tiger roared and walked out of the mist.

Tiger yawned and lay lazily across from Calvin, seemingly ignoring his existence. Only his three white eyes would open from time to time, looking at Calvin sitting opposite with his chin propped up.

Ever since he learned some ancient legends about the patron saint from Rowena, Calvin has been in fear.He is unwilling to hand over his ability to use magic to others or other creatures, even his own patron saint.

Only I can be my own patron saint!

Calvin ignored the napping tiger and began to do something very incredible.

"Call God Guard!"

"Call God Guard!"

"Call God Guard!"

This time Calvin used the method introduced by Professor Flitwick, telling his strongest desire in his heart, and Calvin was not summoning a patron saint, but reconstructing his own patron saint - the real patron saint was still there Lying down?

But rebuilding the Patron Saint was not an easy task. It took two days, and Calvin only used the fog of the Patron Saint Spell to build the two feet of the new Patron Saint, and this consumed a lot of Calvin's magic power and physical strength.

When Calvin occasionally left the Room of Requirement, many people could tell that something was not right about Calvin.

Hermione, a thoughtful Gryffindor student, noticed Calvin's frivolous steps and asked carefully, "Professor Capet, what's wrong with you?"

Calvin looked back at this student who was well-received by many professors. In fact, he didn't like Hermione very much. He was too smart and didn't know how to restrain himself.

"No, I'm just conducting a magic experiment. Just rest for a while." Calvin showed a harmless smile.

In the following time, in order to build a new Patronus, he spent a lot of money - buying a potion to restore magic power from Snape at a high price, and then Calvin started another form of painting in the Room of Requirement.

Yes, painting, in essence, Calvin's process of constructing a new patronus is indeed a reshaping of his soul.

As time goes by, the new patron saint gradually becomes clear. Although it is silver-white and cannot see any other color, anyone familiar with Calvin can recognize that this is an enlarged version of Calvin Capet.

"Is this the giant-sized patron saint of Andros?" Calvin looked at the creation he built in front of him and couldn't help but marvel at the magic of magic again.

Calvin put his wand against his temple and began to recall all the memories of himself and his patron saint:

When I was in fifth grade, I summoned a concrete patron saint for the first time;

Sneaking to Azkaban while traveling around the world just to capture Dementors;

When encountering an enemy, he would jump out to protect me at the most dangerous moment;

And the best companion when doing experiments under a solitary lamp...

Calvin looked at the big tiger lying lazily on the ground in the distance, and said sadly: "I'm sorry, White Tiger..."

Then the wand burst out with a dazzling white light, and in Calvin's memory, all memories related to the White Tiger Patron Saint were replaced with a giant-sized Calvin.

At this time, the big tiger finally panicked. It felt that its strength was weakening like never before. It stood up and tried desperately to run to Calvin and return to the back of Calvin's soul.

But Calvin didn't give it a chance, a barrier stood between them.

When Calvin opened his eyes again, he stared at the giant next to him with joy. The wand was pulled next to his temple, and a thick silver-white memory came out.

Calvin flicked his wand, and this memory was instilled from the top of the Patron Saint's head. Soon, the Patron Saint opened his eyes and showed the same smile as Calvin beside him.

"Go ahead and conquer it." Calvin pointed at the white tiger patron saint outside the barrier, and then turned away, not wanting to hear the white tiger's final cry.

Not long after, the giant patron saint walked up to Calvin, lowered his head, and knelt down to him on one knee.

"Does it hurt when it goes?" Calvin asked.

The Giant Patronus shook his head.

The expression on Calvin's face softened a little, "This is best."

Then, under Calvin's control, the Giant Patronus turned into dots of silver light and disappeared into the Room of Requirement.

Calvin took out his wand and began to experiment with all the magic he had mastered, from the simplest fluorescent spells and floating spells, to iron armor spells, coma spells, and disarming spells, to advanced spells that were extremely difficult to master, such as dragon's breath spell and blizzard spell. curse.

There is no magic spell that cannot be released, and it is even smoother and easier than when using magic spells before.

"This is an unexpected surprise." Calvin said to himself.

Calvin held the wand and began to test the last spell:

"Call God Guard!"

A large number of silver light spots escaped from Calvin's wand, and then integrated into a ball of mist, completely surrounding Calvin, but it expanded very quickly, filling half of the Room of Requirement in an instant.

After stopping its expansion, the silver mist stagnated for a second or two, then quickly shrunk, condensing into a silver-white giant more than two people tall, standing in front of Calvin like a statue.

"Tsk, tsk, it seems you are not very flexible yet, but it doesn't matter, I will solve these problems for you," Calvin looked at the new patron saint in admiration, "Let me see what you are capable of."

The giant nodded stiffly, and his body turned back into a white mist. Then, a tiger walked out of the white mist, and it looked exactly like Calvin's previous patron saint.

Soon, the white tiger also dissipated into a mass of mist, and more and more animals walked out of the white mist, and finally turned into giants again.

"Can you change the shape? That's good," Calvin rubbed his chin, "Let's turn into a white tiger first, so as not to cause unnecessary trouble."

Upon hearing this, the giant transformed himself back into the white tiger, then walked in front of Calvin, raised his right paw, and burned a ball of incandescent flames.

Calvin recognized it at a glance. It was his signature magic - dragon fire.

Calvin couldn't help but think of a few short poems left in Rowena's manuscript:

"The fire thief walked down the sacred mountain and brought back a new era. Even if he was pecked by birds a thousand times, he would not regret it."

Well, I'm the new fire thief.