Hogwarts: Harry's Path to Witches

Chapter 231 Come on, Dementors, don’t be afraid, let me be healthy

After listening to Sirius' words, Harley nodded, the corners of her mouth raised unabashedly, and a smile spread directly over her face.

At the same time, Harry noticed from the corner of his eyes that Sirius straightened his back.

"Please forgive the witch for being a little scheming, Godfather." Harley thought happily.

In many cases, influencing other people's thoughts by controlling their emotions and interpreting your own details is more effective than direct language.

After Sirius made his decision, he received positive feedback from Harley and was naturally very happy.

He also wanted to drink another glass of Firewhiskey for his right decision.

But when he reached for the bottle, he suddenly found that the two bottles on the table were empty.

Sirius was stunned for two seconds, looked up at Harry, and then at the bottle in his hand.

When his eyes returned to Harley, he witnessed Harley draining the firewhiskey in the glass in one go.

Sirius gasped. He suddenly discovered that Harley really exceeded his expectations.

"Ms. Rosmerta, two more bottles of firewhiskey!" Sirius, who was not satisfied yet, shouted loudly.

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That afternoon, Sirius went to Diagon Alley with the help of the portkey made by Professor Dumbledore.

He had to go to Ollivander's to buy a suitable wand first, otherwise Sirius doubted that he might even be able to open the door to the Black house.

After all, Sirius has been expelled by the Black family for so long. Although he has inherited the inheritance on a magical level, there are still many mechanisms that will have an effect on Sirius.

Sirius's great-great-grandfather had always emphasized to him that Sirius's old mother had cast a special magic on the Black House in order to permanently exclude Sirius.

Although Sirius was very confident in his wandless spellcasting skills, if he wanted to fight against the magic in Black's old house, it would be safer to have a wand.

Harry originally wanted to accompany Sirius to see if there was any chance that she might accidentally "stumble" into Knockturn Alley and "happen" to encounter a werewolf or vampire who actively "attacked her".

However, considering that school was about to start, she would definitely not be able to have fun in Knockturn Alley, so Harley had no choice but to give up.

The next morning, the students who left school for Christmas returned to school on the Hogwarts Express.

Almost everyone started asking where Harley was as soon as they returned to school.

After all, in this short two-week holiday, the heinous Death Eater Sirius Black was acquitted, and the hero Peter Pettigrew who was supposed to be dead was "resurrected".

Two heavyweight melons sent the gossip-loving wizards at Hogwarts into a frenzy.

No one on the train discussed what adventures they had during their Christmas vacation, but they were gossiping crazily about the love-hate relationship between Sirius Black and Peter Pettigrew.

And the ancient and great pure-blood surname "Black" has an heir again, which also gives the proud little snakes in Slytherin something to talk about.

After all, the first two involved Voldemort, a big shot closely related to them, so it was not easy to discuss from their standpoint.

"Black" is different. It is natural for them to discuss the topic of pure blood.

At the center of these matters, Harry has attracted the attention of all the little wizards, especially the little lions of Gryffindor, who want to get some first-hand information.

But they found nothing, and Harry seemed to disappear from Hogwarts Castle.

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The room in the Room of Requirement that only Harry and Hermione can enter.

I don't know when a huge operating table appeared in the room, and there were many occult supplies placed next to it.

Harry, who had disappeared into Hogwarts, was standing here, wiping his dagger slowly.

And lying on the operating table was a black figure - a dementor.

However, this Dementor's current situation is not particularly good.

Its black body has become much more illusory, especially the black mist at the bottom of the gray-black cloak, which has completely disappeared.

And around this dementor, there were silver ropes wrapped around it.

But if you look carefully, you will find that it is not a rope, but the snake hair of Harley's patron saint Medusa.

Through long-term research on the Patronus and injecting the power of mythical creatures, Harley's use of it has been greatly improved.

She can now separate Medusa's snake hair from her body, and make the patron saint's body disappear, leaving only the snake hair alone.

After Peter Pettigrew was captured, Fudge hurriedly pulled the Dementors back to Azkaban and prohibited them from continuing to be stationed near Hogwarts.

Professor Dumbledore didn't like Dementors, and Fudge had an aversion to them.

After all, this is a monster that is difficult to kill. It also sucks happiness and is always spying on human souls.

In the wizarding world where superiority is determined by blood, who would like these inhuman evil creatures?

If Dementors were not the strongest combat force that Fudge was qualified to directly command, he would never have given these Dementors the status of employees of the Ministry of Magic.

The Dementor on the operating table was one that Harry secretly caught during the first Quidditch match at Hogwarts.

At that time, the sky was covered with dark clouds, thunder and lightning, wind and rain, and visibility was extremely low.

Although the stands were full of students, they could not see clearly whether the dementors were eliminated, escaped into the clouds, or were captured.

So Harley took advantage of this perfect opportunity to tie several dementors with patronus and stuff them into his pocket.

Harley has always been curious about Dementors. After all, their existence is so strange that Harley wants to dissect them.

However, pure physical dissection seemed to have no effect on the Dementor. The dagger cut through the mist on the Dementor's body, leaving no trace where the blade passed through.

"Interesting, really interesting. Ignore the physical damage?"

Harry whispered, not knowing whether he was talking to himself or to this poor dementor,

"It seems that the first research topic is here. What can really effectively kill monsters like you?"

Black flames rose from Harley's body, flowing slowly bit by bit, gradually covering the entire dagger.

When the black flame that could burn spiritual substances covered the blade, Harley noticed that the Dementor's body shrank obviously, as if trying to stay away from the black flame.

"Do you feel in danger? Could it be that you are feeling fear?"

Harley ran her fingers over the blade, and her nails rubbed against the surface of the dagger without making any sound.

"The world is really strange. The creatures that create fear themselves create fear..."

Before he finished speaking, the dagger hanging in mid-air pierced the dementor's body and slid slowly.

The dementor seemed to feel severe pain and tried hard to struggle, but was tightly restrained in place.

"Don't move, don't move." Harley raised the corner of her mouth, "It would be bad if I accidentally kill you."

Black smoke rose up where the dagger had passed, making the Dementor's entire body even more blurry.

"Well... black flames can cause harm to you, but what about other powers? Can ice, disease, and curses cause harm to you?"

"What would happen if it was the power of a mythical creature, or simply spirituality?"

Harley whispered as she waved her dagger.

The black flames above dissipated into the air, accompanied by a layer of frost exuding evil aura.

"Let me try it." The witch controlled the dagger with a gentle smile on her face.

The sound of the ditty echoed in the room, melodious and sweet, like the sound of nature.

……

Unknowingly, the entire afternoon and evening passed by like this.

The restraints on the Dementor have disappeared, but this little cutie is now sitting obediently on the operating table, curled up and shaking constantly.

Even though Harry had his back to it, preparing potions at another table, the dementor had no intention of attacking from behind.

"The potion is ready, we can continue the experiment again." Harley finally completed her preparations for a new round of experiments and turned around with the potion in hand.

Her voice was filled with tenderness and affection as she greeted the dementors.

But the Dementor was so frightened that he didn't even dare to tremble. He just sat there obediently, with fear even showing on his face without facial features.

After another burst of silent and incomprehensible wails, Harley looked at the mechanical watch:

"It seems it's getting late. Let's end today's experiment."

"Well, tomorrow is Monday, and I have to go to class again."

"Then I'll come back to accompany you next week. During this period, I'll force you to stay in this box for a while."

With that said, Harley took out a box from her pocket.

This box is very similar to the box that sealed the fragment of Voldemort's soul. It is a replica that Harley spent a lot of materials to make.

After seeing the small box appear, the Dementor on the operating table couldn't wait to jump up and dive into the small open mouth of the small box.

Although it has always disliked the narrow and dark box, there was no emotion around it, leaving it hungry.

Although it swore that once it escaped, it would give the person who imprisoned it a dementor's kiss.

But it no longer has any bad thoughts, and likes it here - at least there is no crazy female devil with a smile on her face and a gentle voice in this small space!

Only it knows what it has been through. Harley has tried all the methods of the witch path on it, several dangerous corrosive potions, and all the offensive spells that Harley knows.

Those offensive spells and potions have no power against Dementors, and are no better than tickling.

But those black flames, ice, and green light brought endless pain to this dementor.

If the dementor hadn't had a mouth and couldn't speak, it would have wanted to beg Harley to kill him directly.

……

The classes after the start of school at Christmas are still normal. Apart from the increased difficulty of the classes and the increase in homework, there are no shortcomings.

Although Hermione has been using the Time Turner and the Room of Requirement flexibly, her mental state has also declined significantly.

Harry persuaded her to let Hermione withdraw from two classes.

However, Hermione was unwilling to accept this suggestion: "I have to take courses for at least one full school year before dropping out."

Harry could only stop persuading and let the little witch stick to her inner beliefs.

In private lessons, Professor Snape no longer taught Harry how to improve the Wolfsbane potion to make it more disgusting to the user.

He began to teach Harry some potions that required long brewing times, such as Buffy's Refreshing Potion, Polyjuice Potion, and Felicity Potion.

These potions have extremely extraordinary effects. For example, Bafei Brain Refresher, after reaching a certain purity and quality, can even permanently enhance the wizard's intelligence.

Behind this powerful effect is the extremely high difficulty of brewing these potions and the scarce quantity of raw materials.

Take Polyjuice Potion, for example. As the favorite magic potion of dark wizards, it is a must-have for killing people, stealing goods, and doing evil. Demand has always been in short supply on the black market.

However, the important main ingredients of Polyjuice Potion - the horn of the bicorn and the skin fragments of the African tree snake, are both controlled substances expressly prohibited by the Ministry of Magic.

As for the former, the number of two-horned beasts is extremely rare, and you can only have a chance to find them by going to the deep mountains and old forests.

The latter is also nearly extinct in Africa. It is extremely rare to see living African tree snakes in the wild. Only some villages where shamans gather will still breed them artificially.

Even if you can get all the ingredients, it still needs to be cooked for a whole month to succeed.

Professor Snape took the initiative to teach Harry these theoretical knowledge and said that he would provide Harry with materials for practice later.

This surprised Harley, but she could understand all this considering the reappearance of Sirius and the boring plot that was barely bloody.

Men have always been a strange creature, with a strange desire to win and lose in inexplicable places.

Harley said that after living for so long, she has seen everything clearly.

Time flies to the beginning of February, and Gryffindor's second Quidditch match arrives as scheduled.

Gryffindor's opponent in this game was Ravenclaw, but the eaglets were desperate.

After all, Gryffindor had already spread the news that Harry's wealthy godfather, Sirius Black, had given Harry a Firebolt as a Christmas gift.

At first, the eaglets tried to numb themselves, thinking that it was fake news released by Gryffindor in order to hurt their self-confidence.

But the Gryffindor Quidditch team soon held an open training session, and Wood made no secret of it, allowing other teams to come and observe.

During this training, Harley rode the Firebolt and put on matching sportswear;

Gryffindor's seeker Katie also temporarily eliminated her Comet 260 and replaced it with Harry's Nimbus 2000.

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(Thanks to the two big guys "Nine-tailed Yanhu" and "Zhaifeng Yiye" for their rewards!)

It's also an HP fanfic, and the author felt pretty good reading it.