Hogwarts: Don’t panic, Old Deng, I won’t be the Dark Lord

"Call the gods to protect you!"

A deafening scream sounded instantly, and then Xiao Qi, whose whole body was shining with dazzling silver light, rushed out of the torn void.

Xiao Qi, who had regained his freedom for the first time, held his head high. The next moment, as if he saw his birthday enemy with a blood feud, he turned into a silver lightning and rushed towards the dense crowd of Dementors.

Tracy looked at Sisley with a surprised face, who was shining with silver light and was vaguely connected to Xiao Qi. At this time, big raindrops fell on the tip of her nose and she realized that the shed that was originally used to cover the rain had long been Xiao Qi's arrogant and violent wings flew to an unknown place.

Xiao Qi rushed into the group of dementors like a huge meat grinder rushing into a group of sardines. In an instant, the torn robes were flying and the black mist was boiling. The dementors were torn into pieces by him visibly to the naked eye. , burning, disemboweling.

It was as if he was venting all his dissatisfaction, depression, hatred, and madness on these poor dementors.

"This big liar..." Hermione in the Gryffindor stands looked at Xiao Qi who was constantly vaporizing Dementors, and then used the telescope to look at Sisley, who was exuding silver light and linked to Xiao Qi, with a red face. murmured.

As the dementors blocked the sky from the beginning and the big cats and kittens kept escaping from Xiao Qi's hunt, the sky finally became brighter.

After finally killing all the dementors to pieces, Xiao Qi finally landed behind Sisley, holding his head high and coaxingly accepting the adoring gazes of all the wizards in the room.

"Okay, it's me they worship, not you, please be more mature, Xiao Qi, okay?" Sisley said, rubbing Xiao Qi's head in a funny way.

At this time, the professors and Dumbledore who were fishing in the castle finally arrived belatedly.

"Everyone, be quiet!!!" Dumbledore stood in the middle of the court and shouted with his wand pointed at his throat.

"Professors from various colleges are now leading the young wizards back to the auditorium. Don't fall behind. Is Professor Thorne here?" Dumbledore said loudly.

"Dumbledore here," Ethan said, standing behind Professor Flitwick.

"You come with me to the Ministry of Magic. We have some things to discuss with Fudge. Sisley, please continue to clean up the remaining dementors." Dumbledore said coldly.

"no problem."

"uh-huh..."

Dumbledore nodded and put a big hand on Ethan's shoulder. A burst of fire swept through him and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

"I'm so excited! I'm going right away!" Xiao Qi's crazy voice sounded in Sisley's soul.

"It's just Dumbledore's mission." Sisley clicked his tongue and slowly walked towards the railing of the stand. He put his hands on it and jumped over the railing before falling down.

"Me!!" Tracy rushed over and lay on the railing, watching Sisley's landing speed getting slower and slower, and finally stood firmly on the ground.

"Harry! Stop flying, your broom butt is smoking!" The Weasley twins rode on the broom and chased Harry loudly.

"I know! But my broomstick may have been damaged by a dementor! I can't stop it." At this time, Harry's broomstick still maintained a speed of three hundred miles per hour with a death swing, which was in the sky , but whenever Harry is on the ground, he has already turned into Harry-chan.

"Sisley! Use the Flying Charm!" Professor Flitwick shouted at the top of his lungs as he evacuated the young wizards from the stands.

"No, Nimbus 2000 is too fast now. If Harry is pulled up from the broom, the fast broom branches will smash his legs!" Professor McGonagall interrupted after hearing Professor Flitwick's voice. .

Snape in the Slytherin stands stared at Harry flying in the sky, thinking about the possibility of using the flying spell to surpass Nimbus 2000.

"Harry! Just sit on the broom and don't move. I'll give it a try!" Sisley said loudly after being silent for a while.

"Come on Sisley! I believe you!" Harry shouted as he struggled to control the swinging broomstick.

The next moment, Harry felt cold all over his body, as if his blood had been frozen into ice crystals. He couldn't move at all, and his heart was beating so fast, as if he was being targeted by death.

A subtle sound of breaking through the air quietly sounded in Harry's ears. This sound was still familiar to Harry. It was invisible. Sisley always used this spell to open candy wrappers.

Then there was the sound of wood cracking, and the broomstick under Harry's crotch was gradually torn into pieces by streaks of gray-white magic, and silently flew behind Harry.

"Sisley, I have put my life in your hands, don't make any mistakes!" Harry murmured through gritted teeth.

Finally, as the broom completely disintegrated, Harry felt a sense of relief. Finally, he no longer had to worry about accidentally hitting the stand and turning into a Harry pancake, but something was wrong now.

"Am I falling down?"

"Harry's coming!" Sisley breathed a sigh of relief, waving his wand and murmuring as he looked at Harry, who was covered in blood.

"Yahoo!"

"Ugh! My belly...can't you be gentler?" Harry said with a trembling voice, holding his belly that had just been pinched by Sisley.

"I almost broke my arm, okay? My arm almost folded in the opposite direction due to the impact." Sisley said with a grin as he rubbed his shoulder that was in pain.

"I knew you were there, so come with me." At this time, Madam Pomfrey ran over with a row of floating stretchers behind her and said.

"Haha, this can be regarded as a small injury for me to help others." Sisley said awkwardly.

"This is the best. You don't know how scared I was when I saw the dementors flying towards here in the infirmary. I have already written a letter to Duke Bee and asked them to work overtime to transport a ton to me. I'll bring you the chocolates, but it seems like they won't be needed now." Madam Pomfrey said with a sigh of relief.

"Yeah, I hope you won't ask me to compensate." Sisley smiled and said.

"This money was provided by the school board. Can we still leave now? You may not believe it, but you two are the only injured in this disaster."

"Okay, okay... Madam, you won't give us any extra ingredients this time, will you?"

"You protect everyone on the Quidditch pitch, of course you do."

"Huh?" Sisley asked with a confused look on his face.

"I'll help you make the potion taste better, don't you?" Madam Pomfrey's mood must have really improved to a certain extent, and she started to joke.

"Of course." Sisley nodded quickly.

"What about me?" Harry raised his hand carefully at this time.

"Of course, you will also have it, as a blessing for you to survive the desperate situation."

"Thank you so much!"