The Heavens: Hogwarts Transfer Students

The wizards in the White Tower woke up one after another, and everyone trembled uncontrollably, not only because of the experience of death, but also because the ambient temperature was extremely low, the hoarfrost on the ground had frozen, the cultivation pool was almost frozen, and the surface of the crucible was thickened. Thick frost flowers. Everyone's wizard robes were frozen stiff, and the sweat on their hair was condensed into ice beads.

It was like entering winter in an instant. The outer layer of the entire white tower was also frozen, and the door shafts were frozen.

"Albus, Albus!" Grindelwald yelled, covering his head, "Are you dead?"

"I'm alive, Gellert," Dumbledore replied loudly.

"Where's that goddamn god of death? You got him?"

"He escaped."

"Then congratulations, the legend of the three brothers will no longer be unique in the past, Albus, didn't the god of death give you any rewards?"

Dumbledore smiled slightly, stroking the old wand in his hand, and said with a smile: "Maybe there is a reward. But Lord Death probably didn't give it voluntarily."

The Elder Wand is very spiritual. It only surrenders to the strong. Because of this well-known characteristic, it will bring bad luck to the current user. Wizards chasing power will always set their sights on this powerful Deathly Hallows, constantly trying Kill the master of the Elder Wand and take it for himself.

The bearer of the Elder Wand has rarely had a good death in history.

Now that Dumbledore has fought off death, he is probably the most orthodox bearer of the Elder Wand. This wand will not recognize other wizards.

"Merlin, the cauldron! The cauldron is frozen!" Lily was the first to realize that something was wrong.

The smile on Dumbledore's face disappeared in an instant, and the bad accident caused by death was far from over.

Although he was not flustered, he first checked Ariana's soul state to confirm that she was not affected by this unexpected situation. If her soul body was damaged and her resurrection was affected, the situation would be too bad.

Sirius and Lupine cautiously probed into the inside of the cauldron. The resurrection potion was not frozen, but Arianna's young body was frozen pale, whiter than the white Gandalf robe that wrapped her.

"She's freezing, take her out to keep warm." Sirius exclaimed.

"Wait! The cauldron is cracked again, before the magic disappears, quickly bring her back to life!" James shouted anxiously.

The cracks on the surface of the crucible were cracked by the aura of death, and the bright red resurrection medicine oozes out.

"But her physical condition is not very good now!"

"No time for indecision!"

Dumbledore made a decisive decision and nodded to his sister's soul, and Ariana threw herself into the cauldron.

The surface of the cauldron blooms with a blurred purple brilliance, and the relief is carved with the image of the Celtic god Dagda laughing, and the spirits of the cauldron blow their horns for the return of the dead.

When the purple aura dissipated, the cauldron burst with a bang.

The bright red potion shattered the ice and rushed on the ground, like the Styx river, but the girl floating on the river put on her white robe and stood up gracefully. Although his face was pale, his heart was warm.

This fateful girl returned to the world, and her brother became the most powerful wizard in the twentieth century. He joined the organization of interdimensional spellcasters and gained advanced knowledge from the demon gods of other worlds, just to meet again today.

How far do you have to go to wash away the frost and snow?

"Albus." Ariana was speechless for a moment, and then flew into her brother's arms like a suckling swallow into a forest. Her face was buried in her brother's long white beard that fell to his waist, and her arms There was the comfort of being curled up in a lion's mane around his old, strong bones.

"Ali."

"You gained a lot of weight."

"Yeah. I ate a lot of candy."

"I want to eat, too."

"Okay. Just come back, just come back." Dumbledore enjoyed the short silence.

Snape looked dejectedly at the crumbling cauldron.

The most vital item of the ritual is beyond redemption. Unless Nicole Flamel is resurrected, the wizarding world will never find another alchemist capable of recasting the crucible.

The pain of shattered hopes cannot be overstated.

On the contrary, Lily and James breathed a sigh of relief. They were still worried that the spiritual summoning ceremony would not summon their own souls, or that the resurrection medicine would reshape their bodies. The scene could not be explained anyway.

"It's over, it's all over. Damn Death," Sirius muttered cursing.

"Oh, don't blaspheme Death, Albus, where is Death?" Ariana asked tremblingly.

"He was chased away by me, now..." Dumbledore frowned, looking at the main castle in the south in surprise, "He went in that direction."

The crowd hadn't recovered from the shock of the broken cauldron, and when they heard Dumbledore's words, they immediately realized that the students might be in danger.

James' face changed drastically in fright, "Harry!" he roared, and he ran to the corner to grab a frozen broomstick, kicked his legs into the sky, and disappeared into the sky through the window .

Dumbledore yelled: "Guys, only Patronuses can repel death. Join me in casting [Calling Guardian] to protect our students."

The wizards present worked together, held up their wands, and chanted the spell: Expecto Partronum!

Dumbledore's phoenix flew out, followed by Sirius' great dog, Lupine's wolf. Snape waved his wand, and a tiny silver doe flew out.

A doe also flies out of Lily's staff, and the patron saints of the two are almost the same.

Snape saw the patron saint of the female teaching assistant, that familiar form seemed to come from the depths of his memory.

He suddenly widened his eyes, meeting Lily's shocked expression.

"Hey!" Phoenix Qingming, leading a group of patron saints through the window to fly to the Quidditch field.

At this time, Hogwarts was shrouded in an abnormal cloud.

The students watching the game were in shock, some were concentrating on the game, some were looking at the White Tower uneasily, but the previous intense cheers and applause would no longer appear.

Everyone was discussing, several thunderclaps came, and all the little wizards in the stands shrank their heads and started to take shelter from the rain.

But this day is only thunder, no rain.

The players on the court didn't care about the weather changes. The two sides were already furious. At this time, even if there was a knife in the sky, they had to finish the game.

The commentator is almost hoarse, he is louder than thunder, so that every audience and player can hear his words.

"Slytherin scored, Wood saved the ball and made a mistake, which is a pity for the opponent to catch the loophole, but now the score is still Gryffindor has a large lead, and there is still a 50-point difference between the two sides. Next, we will see the two teams Can the Seeker catch the Snitch and kill the game in one fell swoop—

"Look at the Gryffindor Seeker Harry! He rode the latest and fastest Firebolt and started to dive! The Seeker who had been wandering around the outfield suddenly summoned up all his energy, or he was cooperating with the team Tactical deceit, or he had spotted the Snitch, Harry was without a doubt the best Seeker, and he had indeed seen the triumphant sparrow.

"Swift as a meteor, isn't he? The Slytherin Seekers are gnawing at him! There's bound to be a battle for this last hope!

"Let's wait and see... Wait, what is it that day? Ladies and gentlemen, students and professors, don't wait and see, look up! Something is falling from the sky!"

The lead cloud in the sky is so low that it seems that you can touch the dome with your hand.

The wind was whistling, and thousands of black shadows fell from the clouds. When they were still high in the sky, no one paid attention to them, but when they approached the surface, everyone realized what they were.

"Dementors! There are dementors!"

Students in the stands screamed.

The players on the court were also like ignited second kickers, scurrying around.

The cold, evil, and desperate breath brought by the dementors will evoke the most terrifying scenes in everyone's hearts. The more traumatized the person, the worse the adverse effects.

Linde raised the binoculars and searched the sky for traces of the Grim Reaper.

That guy was hiding deep in the clouds. Linde temporarily enchanted the telescope, and now he can use it to observe the surface environment of Mars. It is also easy to search for objects hidden in the clouds.

Death's cloak was damaged in many ways. He faced the ground, and one after another of pale ghosts kept falling out from under the robe. These ghosts were soul eaters. No one in the magic world knew where this evil creature came from. They come from the realm of the dead, the shavings of Death, his minions.

Percy panicked and grabbed Lind's arm like a frightened little girl.

"Merlin's stinky trousers, where are there so many dementors? Could it be that the Ministry of Magic is going to attack Hogwarts? De Lin, use your invincible wisdom to find a way!"

"Be safe and don't be impatient." Linde put down the binoculars, stood up, and his figure disappeared instantly.

In the next second, Linde suddenly appeared in front of Death.

The Grim Reaper flinched back in horror.

"Wizard! Why are you here?!"

"Because I study in this school." Linde said with a half smile, "Little God, you interrupted me watching the football game."