The Heavens: Hogwarts Transfer Students

The cloud of dementor swarms slowly approached the surface.

This march of death is unstoppable.

It is as strict as a slowly falling iron curtain, as grand as a storm on the sea, as quiet and dead as a fallen yellow leaf.

The patron saint light released by Professor McGonagall built a thin spherical shield. She stood in the center of the Quidditch field, and all the students and professors approached her. The cat-shaped guardian spirit sprinted like the wind, pulling out a long silver light Belt, stop the dementor from sinking.

The Patronus, who should have been invincible against dementors in the past, is now being pressed every step of the way.

This is the case with Dementors, the danger level rises exponentially the greater the number. They are just a little dust shaken from the shoulders of the god of death, but they are enough to cause a disaster of annihilation.

It is summer now, but the sky is snowing.

The gray snow, like ashes of dust, has no temperature, but when it falls on people, it will bring great spiritual pain.

Even with all his strength, the Patronus could not blow away so much gray snow.

The sky was as dark as midnight without stars.

Professor McGonagall opened the "Wizard's Practical Combat Guide" and quickly wrote: "How to deal with dementors?"

The "Guide" lists a large number of magic materials, and the top one is the collection of Tat offering spells series, including a series of powerful exorcism magics such as [purification of uncleanness] and [sacred halo].

She looked at Professor Flitwick beside her, "Filius, let the students come and study."

"Yes, this is a disaster that will require all of us to work together to get through."

Flitwick held down the gate-shaped imprint on his heart, and prayed to the High Tower King of the secret society's faith.

"Lord of the Great Book Tower, you are the place where all doors meet, you are the knowledge of knowledge, the destiny of fate, you are the door and the key to the door, today I pray that your power will be turned into a key to open the door, Break the locks of the children's hearts and let the light of truth shine through."

Mag shouted: "Everyone, follow me and chant together!"

The captain of the Slytherin team yelled anxiously: "Professor, Malfoy is not back!"

"Trust Harry!" Professor McGonagall executed grimly, "Now, raise your wands, gentlemen and ladies, for the sake of your own life and the lives of your classmates, listen to the next incantation, you must be verbatim, once Success, understand?"

The Quidditch field is filled with all kinds of voices.

Panic, fear, grief, the children in the lower grades all shed tears, and the faces of the students in the upper grades were bloodless.

Percy yelled, "Everyone be quiet! Listen to the professor!"

Penello also screamed: "Shut up! Calm down!"

The prefects of the four houses were scattered in the crowd, trying their best to maintain order.

Facing the end, Hogwarts students and teachers quickly unite.

Facts have proved that if the opponent is not Voldemort, this magic school still has the integrity of one heart.

Mag held up his wand and chanted aloud: "Purification—uncleanness—!"

The students chanted the mantra: "Purify the unclean—!"

The hundreds of magic wands on the ground were like light bulbs with poor contact, flickering for a while, some persisted for a long time, and some were dim.

"Don't be discouraged! Take up your courage, children!" Felius Flitwick encouraged loudly.

In the sky, Harry was falling fast, breaking into the swarm of dementors again, like falling into the deep sea, surrounded by black cloaked monsters.

"Help—help—Papa!"

Suddenly, in the vortex of dementors, Harry heard a familiar voice above.

It was Draco, the shameless boy.

Harry frowned and raised his broom to kill the source of the sound.

Draco was like a piece of roasted rabbit covered in honey, surrounded by several big black bears, he was on a rampage but couldn't escape.

A dementor has stretched out its deadly cold arm, and slowly grabbed Draco's collar. Next, they will have the most brutal and inhuman "deep kiss" in the magic world.

"Go away!" Harry yelled loudly, and the holy light released by the wand forced the enemy group away.

Draco dropped the broom without saying a word.

The Firebolt was at its best at this moment, climbing rapidly, Harry grabbed Draco's collar in time and helped him onto the broom, but Draco seemed traumatized, and his eyes became dull.

Although the guy had never been pleasant, Harry had long since seen Draco as a rival, only as a vexatious little punk, a chirping sparrow.

Seeing that Draco was injured, Harry became even more angry. He cast spells again and again, burning the approaching dementors to ashes, and mobilized the Firebolt to pass through the enemy group and enter the shield supported by the Patronus.

Harry's successful return was a great boost to morale.

The students cheered loudly.

Harry took Draco to the ground, and Professor McGonagall, who was not far away, gave him an approving glance.

"Everyone chant the mantra after me!"

Wizards: "Purify the unclean!"

The faint light flashed away, briefly tearing apart the night, bringing a spark of hope.

Harry looked up at the sky, and those flying dementors repeatedly awakened the most painful and desperate memories in his heart.

Professor McGonagall's Patronus was a little helpless. As gray snow continued to fall from the sky, the silver tabby cat's body was also covered with snowflakes. Its posture was no longer agile, and its light gradually dimmed.

The darkness approached inexorably.

Several professors yelled: "Where is Dumbledore?" "Don't be afraid, children!" "Keep chanting, don't be overwhelmed by your fear, you are the master of fear!"

The cat-shaped Patronus was forced by the dementors to degenerate into a dim light, and the shield it propped up completely retreated.

At this critical moment, all the wizards on the ground fell into a desperate silence.

A father growled in the distance: "Harry!"

Jaime summoned the Patronus, which was a stag.

The silver light lit up!

In the northern sky, a strong stag was killed. The huge antlers were like prongs, piercing ghosts one after another irresistibly.

"Crazy!"

Phoenix Qingming.

Dumbledore's Patronus arrived, followed by Sirius, Lupine, Snape, and Lily's Patronus.

With the stag in front as the front arrow and the phoenix as the wing, they came rushing through the air.

It's just a few patron saints, but they have the momentum of a galloping horse. A swarm of dementors could not hold back the torrent.

The dark night was washed away by the majestic Milky Way, and in an instant, the magical starlight lit up the sky of Hogwarts.

That bright light will illuminate the life of the little wizards who witnessed this scene, and it will become a spectacle that they will never forget after leaving this school for many years.

This disaster was sent by God, but this miracle was created by mortals.

Today Hogwarts will not be destroyed, it will continue to stand.

Harry looks up at the Patronus in the sky, it is said that the Patronus reflects the most distinctive personality in everyone's heart, and a wizard's Animagus form is often consistent with his Patronus. Corrupted dark wizards cannot cast this spell, and it is said that they will only spit out a bunch of maggots when they cast the spell.

The boy was thoughtful, and felt that it was necessary to learn this magic, at least to prevent himself from degenerating into a dark wizard.

The justice and courage brought by the patron saint blow away the ominous gray snow on the earth, injecting vitality and courage into everyone.

The teachers and students of Hogwarts shouted together: "Purify the unclean!"

This time, all the students' wands were lit, and the light gathered like a rising sun.

The vigorous light blew away the dark clouds, and the mighty dementors were reduced to fly ash.

The sky returned to clear blue, beautiful as washed.

Everyone who survived the catastrophe sat on the grass to rest.

Suddenly Mrs. Hooch blew her whistle.

All eyes were on the Gryffindor Seeker, the boy holding up his hand, the golden Snitch gleaming in the sun.

Lee Jordan jumped up suddenly: "The winner of this game is the Gryffindor team!"

"Wow!"

The stadium instantly turned into a sea of ​​joy.

The little wizards who are overjoyed and sad will definitely be exhausted when they go back tonight.

But they didn't care, they beat the disaster, they witnessed a Quidditch game like never before, and who was the cheer for?

Linde suddenly appeared at the edge of the crowd with the cat in his arms.

Noticing the return of the transfer student, Percy asked in surprise, "Where have you been? Hey, where's the cat?"

The black cat in Linde's arms was dignified and cold. He glanced at the red-haired boy before turning his head away.

Ah Fu slipped through the crowd and ran to Linde to lick his hand.

The black cat made a condescending cry.

"Meow! (Go away, dog!)"

Ah Fu was furious: "Wow! (Little thing, what are you crazy about?!)"

A cat and a dog, they hate each other, only Linde smiles like a successful man with both cats and dogs.

North Cliff, Dumbledore smiled and looked at the Quidditch field. Ariana wrapped her arms around him tightly. Grindelwald looked sideways at his old friend's cheek.

Sirius and Lupine looked at each other and sighed, both happy and sad.

"We defended Hogwarts." "Unfortunately, the cauldron is broken."

Snape stared at Lily's cheek, the more the other's eyes averted, the more confirmed his guess.

Ivana Collins, Lily Evans at all.

Want to challenge the truth? Does that mean Lily's gone again? If she doesn't tell the truth, how long can she stay?

Snape didn't know what to do.