All Heavens: Transfer Students at Hogwarts

Chapter 317 Snape is at a loss

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 formed 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 ran like the wind, pulling out a long silver light. belt to prevent the Dementors from sinking.

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

Such is the case with Dementors, the more there are, the more dangerous the level increases exponentially. They are just a little dust shaken off the shoulders of the God of Death, but they are enough to create a world-ending disaster.

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 extremely dark, comparable to a starless midnight.

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

The "Guide" lists a large number of magical information, and the top one is the special spell series for the library tower, including a series of powerful exorcism spells such as [Purify Impurity], [Holy Halo] and so on.

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

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

Flitwick pressed the door-shaped mark on his heart and prayed to the King of the Tower who secretly worshiped him.

"Great Lord of the Library Tower, you are the place where many doors meet. You are the knowledge of knowledge and the fate of destiny. You are the door and the key to the door. Today I pray that your power will be turned into the key to open the door. Break the locks in 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 shouted anxiously: "Professor, Malfoy is not back!"

"Believe Harry!" Professor McGonagall executed coldly, "Now, raise your wands, gentlemen and ladies, for the sake of yourselves and your classmates' lives, listen carefully to the next spell. You must read it word for word, once. Success, do you understand?”

The Quidditch field is filled with all kinds of sounds.

Panic, fear, and grief made the children in the lower grades shed tears, while the faces of the upper grade students had no color.

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, the teachers and students of Hogwarts quickly united.

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

Mag raised his wand and chanted a spell loudly: "Purify—unclean—!"

The students chanted the incantation: "Purify the impurity——!"

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 courage, children!" Filius Flivy shouted encouragement.

In the sky, Harry was falling rapidly, breaking into the crowd of dementors again, like falling into the deep sea, surrounded by dark cloaked monsters.

"Help--help--Dad!"

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

It was Draco, the shameless pretty boy.

Harry frowned, raised his broom and headed towards the source of the sound.

Draco was like a piece of roast rabbit covered in honey, surrounded by several large black bears. He was running rampant but could not escape.

A dementor had already stretched out its dead-cold arms and slowly grabbed Draco's collar. Next, they were about to engage in the most brutal and inhumane "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 furious. 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 landed with Draco, and Professor McGonagall, who was not far away, gave him an approving glance.

"Everyone chant the incantation after me!"

All the wizards: "Purify the uncleanness!"

A faint light flashed away, briefly tearing the night apart, bringing a flame 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 shouted: "Where is Dumbledore?" "Don't be afraid, children!" "Continue to recite the spell, don't be defeated by your fear, you are the masters 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 wizards on the ground fell into despairing silence.

A father growled in the distance: "Harry!"

Jaime summoned the Patronus, which was a stag.

The silver light lit up!

A strong stag shot into the northern sky. Its huge antlers were like forks, unstoppably piercing through the ghosts one after another.

"Wow!"

The phoenix sings.

Dumbledore's patronus arrived, followed by Sirius, Lupin, Snape, and Lily's patronus.

The stag is in front as the arrow, and the phoenix is ​​as the wings, flying through the air with a bang.

It's just a few guardian gods, but they have the momentum of thousands of horses galloping. The swarm of dementors cannot stop this torrent.

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

That bright light will illuminate the lives of the little wizards who witness this scene, and it will become a wonder that they will never forget many years after they leave this school.

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

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

Harry looked up to the Patronus in the sky, it is said that the Patronus reflects the most distinctive personality in everyone's heart, 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 blew away the ominous gray snow on the ground, 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 converged like a rising sun.

The vigorous light blew away the dark clouds, and the arrogant Dementors turned into ashes.

The sky is clear and blue again, and beautiful.

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

Mrs. Huo Qi suddenly blew the whistle.

Everyone looked at the Gryffindor Seeker. The boy raised his hand, the golden Snitch shining 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 so sad and happy will definitely be exhausted when they go back tonight.

But they didn't care, they overcame the disaster, and they witnessed an unprecedented Quidditch match. Who was left to cheer for?

Linde suddenly appeared on 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 and turned away.

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

The black cat made a condescending cry.

"Meow! (Get away, you bitch!)"

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.

On the North Cliff, Dumbledore smiled and looked at the Quidditch field. Ariana squeezed his arms tightly. Grindelwald turned his head and looked at his old friend's face.

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 her eyes evaded, the more his suspicions were confirmed.

Ivana Collins is Lily Evans.

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.