Hogwarts: I am the White Lord

Since October, the little wizards' days seem to be filled with classes.

Time flies like flowing water, and in the blink of an eye, Halloween is coming quietly.

As evening approached, the hall was filled with pumpkin lanterns, and the orange-yellow light illuminated the entire castle.

The long table was filled with all kinds of candies, and the candy wrappers glowed temptingly under the warm light.

What’s even more special is that there are many mini Dementor-shaped dolls flying in the night sky.

They waved their tiny black cloaks and wandered around like miniature Dementors, making faint buzzing sounds and provoking the little wizards on the ground, as if they were ready to swoop down and suck away the students' happiness at any time.

This is a Halloween activity specially launched by the school this year.

As long as the little wizards can release their incorporeal Patronus, they can smash the Dementor dolls and get the special candies inside.

When Harry and the other two arrived at the Great Hall, it was filled with dazzling silver-white light.

"Wuhu--" Ron yelled, took out his wand and rushed forward, "Special candy, here I come."

"Harry, Hermione, let me show you how to catch a doll with a disembodied Patronus."

"Show off? What are you showing off!" Accompanied by a discordant voice, Malfoy passed by with his head held high.

A silver-white peacock was flying beside him, and under Malfoy's control, it easily knocked a Dementor doll down from the sky.

"Weasley, open your eyes and look, this is what we call a show of skill."

He glanced sideways at Ron and shook his head slightly.

"As for your shapeless white mist, you'd better not show it to others to embarrass yourself."

"Hey, Potter!" Malfoy invited solemnly, "Would you like to compete to see whose Patronus can catch more dolls?"

Ron couldn't stand Malfoy's ridicule.

"Malfoy, you have only managed to release a physical Patronus for a few days, not a month?"

"I don't know where I got the courage to compete with Harry!"

"You know, Harry successfully released a physical Patronus in his first duel club."

"He has been practicing for two months now."

"Your little peacock is just daydreaming about trying to win Harry's stag."

"Haha..." Malfoy laughed contemptuously, "People without a physical Patronus have no right to shout here."

"To be honest, I'm worried about you. Look at your roommate Longbottom. He has successfully released a physical Patronus, but you can only release a silver-white mist."

"Tsk tsk - you are such a wimp."

"You'd better practice now, otherwise when the professor takes us to fight the Dementors, you will have to watch helplessly. It's so pitiful just thinking about it."

Malfoy gave Ron a wicked smile and shook his fist seriously.

"Come on! As for the candy, I'll grab some extra to share with you."

Who wants you to cheer up?!

Who wants to share your candy?!

Ron was so angry that his face turned pale and blue.

Thinking of Neville successfully releasing his Patronus, he felt even more upset.

The ridicule of enemies certainly makes you uncomfortable, but the success of friends makes you even more worried.

How could Neville master the Patronus Charm before me?

Even if you change your wand, you shouldn't be able to improve so quickly.

Did he practice secretly behind the bed curtains every night?

Ignoring Ron who was struggling with his inner struggle, Malfoy turned around and yelled at Harry.

"Come on, Potter, let's bet on our respective honors and compete in catching dolls."

Harry looked at Malfoy, then at Ron, and smiled helplessly.

Every time these two meet, they can't help but bicker.

We have fought together so many times.

So childish!

He drew his wand, released his stag patronus, and pounced on the Dementor doll in the sky.

Looking at the stag and peacock chasing the doll in the sky, Hermione smiled softly, raised her wand, released an otter patronus, and joined the team chasing the doll.

The atmosphere in the auditorium was extremely lively and everyone was having a great time.

In this happy atmosphere, the number of young wizards who can release physical patronuses has greatly increased.

From the original twenty-seven people, it suddenly exceeded forty people.

Guardian angels in various forms flew over the auditorium, illuminating the entire hall with silver light.

Perhaps inspired by Malfoy, Ron broke through his own limits and successfully released the Patronus.

“I finally did it!”

Looking at the silver-shining hound in front of him, Ron roared happily, controlled the hound Patronus to chase Hermione's otter twice, and then plunged into the battle circle of the stag and peacock.

"I originally thought it was difficult to summon a physical guardian, but now it doesn't seem that complicated."

Ron boasted to Hermione, "Today I'll practice with the Dementor dolls. When I fight the Dementors in real life, you'll see how easily I can control them!"

Gradually, the dinner time arrived and all the professors came to the auditorium.

Seeing the Patronuses flying all over the sky, Professor McGonagall's serious expression disappeared and she revealed a relieved smile.

Professor Flitwick was very excited. He walked around the crowd and praised the students from time to time.

After receiving the praise, the students became full of confidence and all threatened to teach the Dementors a lesson.

Listening to the students' lofty words, Sebastian's lips curled up into a meaningful smile.

Fix the Dementors?

They are all very energetic.

Next, these students who released the physical guardian gods must be strengthened so that they can receive a beating from reality.

After Halloween, the temperature dropped sharply, the sky became dark, heavy clouds covered the entire sky, and the air was filled with a biting chill.

After class, Sebastian put his hands in the pockets of his robe and walked easily across the lawn to the gate of Hogwarts.

Looking at the Dementors flying all over the sky, he smiled and began to select suitable teaching aids.

He first slowly took out a set of Swan Alchemy's latest magical animal language translator, a pair of peculiar headphones and a mask with a special microphone from the traceless stretch bag.

The headphones and mask look futuristic, with intricate alchemical symbols engraved on them.

After adjusting the language mode to the language of Dementors, Sebastian put on headphones and mask and began to listen to what these guys were saying.

“Work, work hard!”

"I'm hungry. I don't have enough to eat every day here. I'm getting thinner because of hunger."

"I miss the happy life of eating all you can eat at the buffet in Azkaban."

"Why hasn't Sirius shown up yet?!"

"What's wrong with this wizard? He keeps staring at us. Is he a real wizard?"

"What are you looking at? If you keep looking I'll come up and suck you!"

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