Harry Potter: Badger's Flathead

Under the gray sky, the dementors gathered together and rushed towards the students below. They completely lost their minds and ignored all the orders of the Ministry of Magic.

In other words, in fact, they have never been rational, but they just don't have such generous conditions to make them crazy.

"Calling the gods to protect you!" On the teacher's desk, a silvery white light turned into a dexterous tabby cat, jumping in the air, driving away the dementors approaching the students.

A silver fox also joined in, and then, small animals jumped out of the student seats, and all the students who had mastered the Patronus Charm started to take action.

The students who had not mastered the Patronus Charm's transformation also held up silver light curtains to block the damn Dementor's Kiss for the students around them.

"Calling the Guardian!" Ivan also joined the battle, but there were still only a few people who knew the Guardian Charm, and they could not stop the attacks of so many Dementors.

"Evan! Help! No one is in charge here!"

Draco shouted loudly, and Alvin looked to the right, only to see that there was not a single person in the auditorium where Draco was who knew the Patronus Charm! The professors couldn't pay attention to this for a while.

Several dementors had already gone down, and frost began to form on the auditorium. The happiness of the students was sucked into the mouths of the dementors.

Feeling the passing of life force in his body, that was the blood contract he left on Astoria! This shows that a dementor's kiss can endanger that child's life!

"Go away! You filthy guys!"

Alvin is anxious! With a wave of the magic wand, the silver ball of light hit the Dementor over there like a cannonball!

Perhaps because the awareness of guardianship was too strong, Alvin's patron saint began to take shape, and the outline of the animal inside the ball became clearer and clearer until it was completely formed.

A beast with thick limbs, covered in scales, with two horns on its head, fluttering hair and beard, a majestic face, and a strong body rushed towards the Dementor while waving its sharp claws.

"Get out of here!"

Ivan's patron saint was very big, and a collision directly knocked the four dementors away. They disappeared in the air, and they didn't know how far they flew.

"Qiang Qiang~"

The phoenix flies and sings in harmony.

A phoenix cry sounded, the entire Quidditch pitch was filled with dazzling silver light, and the dementors screamed in pain! They were all expelled from Hogwarts.

That one is angry! If there was anything he couldn't tolerate, it was definitely hurting students under his nose.

Maybe he was just a little old man who cried when his candy was confiscated, or an old naughty boy who was scolded by Alvin for paying tribute to the Stove Lord with piles of cockroaches everywhere.

But this moment! Only then did he truly let the world understand why he was called the White Devil in the wizarding world!

This Phoenix Patronus, which is only over one meter long, emits a silver light that lights up half of Hogwarts. With this intensity, who in the entire wizarding world except the old couple who have lived for 665 and 658 years, can To have this strength!

No more, because Nicoléme and his wife passed away in 1992, and now he is the top of the pyramid in the wizarding world. With the Elder Wand in his hand, even the old man with strange eyes who released Numengadri cannot use it.

"Oh ho! Old Bee is angry. I have to make a delicious dessert to coax this old man later. It's not good to urinate at such an old age and wait."

After driving away the dementors, Dumbledore, who had a serious face, felt his ears warm up. This made him, who was already angry, raise a question mark!

It seems like someone is talking about him?

……

Ministry of Magic, inside Fudge's office~

Minister Fudge got under the table and blocked his ears so tightly that no one at the door dared to go in because the parents' yelling letters were almost filling Fudge's office.

Those roars of a lion shocked the entire Ministry of Magic into two layers of walls!

Today's Quidditch match was attended by not only professors but also several school directors who had nothing to do. Mr. Greengrass was also there, but Lucius was too busy making money to take time out.

But having him was enough, especially knowing that his two daughters were sucked twice by dementors, he now felt like giving Fudge a little green lightning bolt!

Just look for Black. If you have to let those irrational, immortal ghosts wander around the school, why don't you send a few more Aurors?

If you don't send a single Auror and let the Dementors guard the school, you really have your back, Fudge!

……

"Is he awake?"

"Looks like he's awake, but he's not fully awake yet. Look at me!"

Snapped! Fight with a big cock.

"Ouch~ Who hit me!" Harry suddenly woke up, covering his face.

"I did it. Do you have any objections?"

"Evan, forget it." Harry gave in decisively.

He was indeed a little confused just now, but he was indeed awakened by this big fight, and he couldn't beat Alvin, so forget it~

Anyway, it’s okay, it’s not red or swollen, it just hurts a little bit, and Aiwen’s strength is just right.

"How was the Quidditch match?" Harry asked the question he was most concerned about. He fainted and had no idea what happened next.

Hearing the dementors swarming into the stadium, Dumbledore took action. In the end, his Nimbus 2000 was smashed to pieces by the Whomping Willow. Harry looked at the broken broom with a lonely expression.

That was a gift from Professor McGonagall! It was also the first time he received such an expensive gift.

Ivan quietly sneaked to a bed. If nothing else happened, Madam Pomfrey would arrive at the battlefield in five seconds.

"Have you had enough trouble! Get out of here, he needs to rest until dinner. If you have anything to do, we'll talk about it tonight!"

Hermione and the others said goodbye to Harry and quickly left the infirmary. No one dared to stroke Madam Pomfrey's beard.

"Harry, do you remember something?" Ivan came out from behind.

"Ah! Ivan, you haven't left yet? Do I still remember what happened?" Harry was confused.

"Do you still remember the time you bet with your broom that Professor Snape was a bad guy?"

"Um...is there any? Well, I think I said that! But I can't remember clearly." Harry thought for a while and vaguely remembered that there was such a thing, but he didn't have much impression.

"I still remember you said you wanted to prove to me that Professor Snape is the bad guy, but look now, your broom is gone, and the bad guy is also Professor Quirrell. So, do you understand what I mean?"

Alvin's gaze gave Harry a burning feeling. He didn't understand why Alvin suddenly mentioned this?

"Sorry, I, I don't understand!" Harry said weakly.

"You are so stupid! If Draco were here, he would laugh at you again!

What I mean is that in the magical world, any oath you make or any bet you make is witnessed by magic. No matter you break your promise or lose the bet, fate will punish you!

Unless you learn from the devil and play word games, I can share my experience with you~"

Alvin smiled secretly~ Harry's scalp tightened as he laughed.

"Oh~ thanks, I think I might not need it now."

Harry declined.

"Is that what I mean? I'm just continuing the topic from the first grade. Don't use your prejudice to look at Professor Snape. Not everyone has to smile at you to be good to you. Listen clearly. No! Mr. Potter."

"Oh, but I have been punished, what should I do next?"

"It's up to you! Think carefully about what I told you when I was in first grade. It doesn't matter if you can't remember it. It's all fate. It depends on you... whether you can get out of your fate, and I! I'm just here today Just poke you in the heart.

Have a good rest and you will understand my words later. "

After saying that, Alvin walked out of the infirmary leaving a confused Harry.

This kid, if he regrets it in the future, it won't be fun to confess to him now!

Sometimes, it's fun to be a Riddler.

PS: There is no need to press the score, it has reached 8.8. It will take a long time to get back up, but it should be fine for the time being!

The late posting recently has something to do with me wasting time in the past. It’s more because I haven’t had a good rest and lack of inspiration. Because it involves crossing a level later, I’ve been looking up information to make up for it, so I’ve been slow lately. Please forgive me.