Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows

Maskerri manipulated Carmen to pull out his wand with a suspicious look on his face.

In his heart, he had actually already determined that this thing was a variant of the Dementor...

But he didn't want to, or he didn't dare to, recite the "Expediate Patronus", a spell specifically used to deal with Dementors.

Not that he wouldn't--

But it was Anriel’s personality… Could it be that he just wanted them to recite the Patronus Charm?

And then you are unable to deal with this weird thing?

Although the possibility is not high, Maskori is sure that even if it is true, with Anriel's bad taste, he will only laugh evilly and will not give any explanation.

After a while, Maskerrie suddenly realized that even if he continued to be suspicious, he would only delay his game time.

This guy Anriel, he didn't even participate in the competition!

He is not even a warrior!

......

"Call the gods to protect you!"

After thinking about this, Maskerui called out his patron saint without hesitation...

A thing with a duck-like mouth and a strange fluorescent light on its body, in addition to the glow of the patronus itself, emerged from Maskrey's wand.

This thing has a streamlined body, short and thick limbs, webbed feet and a hard shell, and a flat and wide tail...

This is a platypus.

To be honest, the platypus is very strange in appearance and is nicknamed "the draft of the earth's creatures."

As an accomplished alchemist, Anriel was not surprised that Maskori's patron saint was a platypus.

What if someone has been to Australia while traveling, right?

The platypus swam straight towards the Dead Soul Beast, whose "black hair" floated and danced all over its body, like an airtight black silk cloth, tightly wrapping the core of the Dead Soul Beast.

A silent vortex condensed around the Dead Soul Beast. What was even more terrifying was that sharp ice spikes appeared in the vortex, carrying with them even more ice crystals that were spinning in it.

The vortex is spinning faster and faster.

......

Although the patronus has no entity, after being attached with certain spell effects, they can carry some entity——

Like Snape's stag.

This guy came a long way with the sword of Gryffindor.

But Dementors are also such things... they have no physical form and ordinary people cannot touch them without using specific spells.

No wonder these two things conflict with each other...

And naturally, the ice crystals formed by the coldness around the Dementors are obviously the kind of entities that can touch and harm the Patronus.

Following the silent scream of the Dead Soul Beast, Maskrey could see water waves spreading out in circles around it.

The circles of eddies floated straight towards the platypus patronus...even including Maskori himself who had hidden behind it.

"Tsk, a thing of high IQ... Is this modified from Dementors?"

In his heart, Mascori expressed his admiration for his godfather's achievements and despised his godfather as a person.

Researching this kind of crooked stuff, the progress is faster than the last...

The sludge at the bottom of the lake was picked up by the eddies, making the water areas dirty.

"Cold thorn tree."

He whispered a strange spell.

From the tip of Maskrey's wand, a beautiful blue ice crystal column extended...

Wherever the ice crystals go, hideous and sharp ice spikes pierce out from the "trunk" in the middle and twist into "branches" like flowers.

Then more ice spikes acted as "leaves" and interspersed in it, emitting a chill that made the surrounding water temperature infinitely close to zero degrees.

The "trunk" that extended outward in a spiral shape was like some kind of capital punishment, piercing through the body of the dead soul beast in the blink of an eye.

The main thing is the clumps of "messy hair" around it.

The Dead Soul Beast twisted in pain on the ice spikes. The platypus guardian flapped its wings twice and swam to the side of the Dead Soul Beast at an astonishing speed.

The platypus opened its beak, revealing a row of tiny, sharp teeth, and with its upper and lower jaws, it grabbed a piece of "black silk cloth" next to the dead soul beast.

With a sudden tug, it came off.

The dead soul beast let out a howl full of malice.

All the fish within a dozen meters around and the crabs and shellfish hiding at the bottom of the lake turned pale and opened their shells within a few seconds - they were all dead.

"The attack power is also very strong..."

Maskori knew that this thing really posed no threat to him and it should be used by Anriel to test other warriors.

He simply began to look at the dead soul beast with an inquiring gaze.

Judging from Anriel's attitude, it's hard to say whether this thing can get ashore, but it must be some kind of mass-produced model... the kind that wouldn't even feel bad if a hundred or eighty of them were destroyed.

This thing's effect underwater is exactly like that of a strategic fear torpedo, and it can definitely make up for Anriel's biggest shortcoming in war - ocean warfare.

By then, we can improve the combat capability of the air force...

Maskrey raised his eyebrows, waved his hand, and the ice tree broke off at the root.

The dead soul beast was actually still baring its fangs and claws, trying to pounce on him and die together...

The platypus guardian angel crashed into the torn protective membrane of the dead soul beast, and the monster immediately stood motionless at the bottom of the lake like a remote-controlled model with a power outage.

Maskori walked around it and observed it for a long time before he was sure that this dead soul beast was indeed dead.

"The vital points are obvious... but if the vital points are not penetrated and destroyed, it seems that there is really no such thing as a fatal injury..."

It’s not quite right to say that it was destroyed, mainly because the rules of the competition require that the head of the dead soul beast, that is, the core, be taken out.

So, Maskrey just let the platypus go in and take out the fist-sized black bead.

"It seems that if the damage is not too serious, it can be recovered and restarted by injecting magic power? But it is not that smart..."

Mascorie became more and more interested as he read on:

"My dear godfather...you have really understood Muggle technology..."

The doll smiled, not thinking that the infinite bionic doll named "Carmen" had any higher technological value than Anriel's creations.

Humble, yet eccentric.

This is Maskori, the master of alchemy... After all, no matter what, this guy is only nine years old.

"Oops... I forgot I was still in the game."

After thinking about this, Maskerui suddenly realized something and put away the Dead Soul Beast Core. He swam his tail and swam quickly towards the territory of the mermaid tribe, just like a mermaid who had been left alone and rushed back to the tribe...

This means that no blind aquatic magical creature would dare to cause trouble for him.