The Dark Lord at Hogwarts is not too cold

During the school year exams, everyone almost tried every means to pass themselves, as if they focused their other talents on cheating.

A lot of gadgets, most of which were produced by Weasley: the quill that can automatically write the answer, the tiny telescope for peeking at the exam... Fortunately, the professors have experienced it, and the same method cannot be successful. twice.

However, Wayne seemed to be full of confidence. When he was in the Hufflepuff lounge, everyone looked at people with their nostrils, but he didn't feel complacent for too long:

Since the Charms and Transfiguration exams were separate, he couldn't copy the answers from Fawcett.

"Min, what does it feel like to be petrified?" Mandy asked with starry eyes, "You are the only one who saw the basilisk alive... This 'surviving' is almost as good as Potter. Fight"

Enough to be recorded in the magical event book.

"It's like a dream," Hermione said with a smile, holding her chin and looking at Cyrus in front of her.

After the Hogwarts school year exams, there will be a period of vacuum before the holidays. This time period is dedicated to young wizards to play unscrupulously.

Especially wizards from ordinary people's families will seize this opportunity to practice magic crazily. You must know that after returning to society, they cannot use magic in front of ordinary people.

"I can't believe it...you secretly practiced the Patronus Charm!" Hermione said angrily while holding the note that Cyrus handed over.

This feeling is like: the person who usually studies with you, suddenly takes advantage of your busy time to study crazily, until he dares to come back, only to find that the other party has killed himself.

"Cough... Mien~ You can't say that, didn't I take notes for you?"

Professor McGonagall sat there with her legs crossed, watching Cyrus and Hermione bickering over there. Occasionally, there would be some footsteps passing by outside the Transfiguration classroom. For McGonagall, it was already quite comfortable.

Although Cyrus won this year's Quidditch Championship...

"You're right...then! Please demonstrate the results!" Hermione ordered him with her arms akimbo.

"Well... I'm not sure I can succeed..." Unfortunately, she ignored Cyrus' muttering, "But I have some ideas about the Patronus Charm recently, and maybe I can break through it."

"expectopatronum (expectopatronum)!"

The happiest memory... Cyrus listened to Professor McGonagall's teaching, and focused all his thoughts on a particularly pleasant moment in his heart.

This time was different, Cyrus found that there were many happiest things in the past, but almost instantly, one of the memories squeezed out of all the fragments.

As the wand circled, the white mist gradually gathered together, twisting like a whirlpool.

It's interesting to say that what Cyrus was thinking about was the kiss with Hermione that day.

The reason why the Patronus Charm is a very profound magic is that the premise of using it must allow the wizard to correctly and truly recognize himself first, and the happiest memory will be transformed into the will of "protection", combined with the correctly recognized character.

McGonagall and Hermione looked at the white mist-like model, which gradually changed and seemed to condense into a solid body, but this shape...

The physical record of the Patronus Charm is not without grotesque creatures, except for Dumbledore, whose Patronus of Andros is a giant; and Flavi Belby, whose horns resemble an elk-like unknown creature.

But in the end, these are inseparable from the character and cognition of the wizard.

Cyrus also felt the change. After opening his eyes, he froze in place with Hermione and Professor McGonagall:

It is a short skull, it wears a hoodie with a zipper, a white turtleneck sweater and shorts underneath, and there are white light-like pupils in the eye sockets of the skull;

Because it was a skeleton, no matter how you looked at it, it always seemed to be smiling, with both hands in the pockets on both sides of the hoodie, looking at the three of them equally curiously.

"Uh... To be honest, this is the first time I've seen..." Mag was a little uneasy.

Whose patron saint spell is a skeleton!If it weren't for the theorem that 'dark wizards will only be swallowed by maggots', McGonagall would be possessed by Dumbledore, wondering if Cyrus was secretly thinking about black magic.

"Oh my god, it's really cold... It's so cold to the bone~" It pulled up the coat made of white mist, said a bad joke, and then simply greeted everyone, and fell asleep.

"Now you can't say I'm the laziest..." Cyrus said to the girl.

It really is, Cyrus is dead.

The three of them seemed to be struck by lightning. To be honest, when Professor McGonagall called Principal Dumbledore over, he was also dumbfounded when he saw the skeleton patron saint lying on the ground sleeping soundly, and subconsciously took out his wand.

Dumbledore thought he had seen enough scenes, but... this was the first time he had seen it.

"No... don't be nervous, it's okay..." Dumbledore comforted the nervous Hermione and McGonagall, "Maybe..." He glanced at the wonderful skeleton lying on the ground again, his IQ felt as if it had been suppressed. Cleared.

"No, why does the patron saint still talk?"

McGonagall couldn't wait to twist Dumbledore's collar, and Hermione on the side was wondering if she still wanted to practice the Patronus Charm...even though she was also stuck in the white mist form.

Perhaps their whisperings had disturbed it, and the skeleton's left eye lit up alone, as if in imitation of opening and closing one eye.

"Where is this? I remember I was drinking with Andyne..."

Probably feeling the magic power, it observed its current situation, then turned its head and said to Cyrus: "My name is Sans, are you here a cave? Could it be that you are the legendary human beings? Oh...God.. .”

* You feel guilt not only crawling up your back, but playing bass on your back.

"Wait... what are you doing? Hey..."

The strange eyes of the two professors and Hermione made Cyrus a little embarrassed. The former had never heard of this type, while the latter was simply curious.

Especially for this funny and vigilant skeleton called sans.

So Cyrus unilaterally cut off the connection of magic power, sans looked at his gradually dissipating hand, and put on a stinky face in displeasure... although it didn't look like there was any change.

"Well... at least I can't feel black magic from above"

Facing the eyes of Professor McGonagall, Dumbledore spread his arms and looked helpless. What can he do?A person who is about to be buried in half of his body is still doing research?

Although the appearance of the Patronus Charm is a bit... um... a little black magic, but at least he can feel the mysterious and bright atmosphere from the vigilant skeleton.

"Professor, isn't mine also a skeleton?" Hermione squinted at Cyrus.

"No...probably?"

Dumbledore couldn't make up his mind for a while. As the strongest white wizard, he was able to detect small changes between the two, which no one else could discover.

He likes to call it "love".

And because of this change, Hermione's Patronus might also change accordingly.

The caster has experienced a certain degree of mental shock or emotional upheaval. For example, after falling in love, the form of the patron saint may change, and in some places it will be consistent or complementary.

"You... you guys go to rest first, let's have some fun"

Professor McGonagall thought she needed to calm down. She had experienced a lot today.

"What's the matter?" Cyrus looked at the angry Hermione, a little puzzled, "By the way... if I successfully use it, won't there be any rewards?"

It's okay if you don't talk about it, but when you talk about it, Hermione starts to feel depressed again.

"You pay me for my fire dragon!"

"what?"

"My dragon!!!" Hermione jumped on his back, strangled Cyrus' neck tightly with her arms, "Give me back my dragon! My Patronus must have changed..."

Hermione continued to ask: "By the way, what were you thinking when you cast the spell?"

"Um...cough cough, that's...you?" Cyrus whispered, he could hardly say such a thing.

"Me? What do you miss about me?"

"Tsk..."

"Haha... Forget it, I'll spare your life this time..." Although she had guessed it long ago, she still liked to tease Cyrus with such things. At least until he grew up, Hermione could continue to bully him. he.

The girl's clear laughter stuck to Cyrus' ears, and it didn't stop for a long time.