Hogwarts: I am the White Lord

Seeing Percy fail, the young wizards couldn't believe their eyes.

"Percy actually failed?!"

"That shouldn't be the case. He successfully released a physical Patronus in his first Duel Club match. He must have been too careless."

"I think so too. He is so powerful, there is no way he can't handle such a weak Dementor."

You actually said Dementors are weak?

The little ones hadn't yet realized that even the skinniest Dementors could absorb happy emotions.

And happy emotions are the basis for releasing the guardian angel.

When facing a Dementor face to face, it is difficult to successfully release a Patronus without repeated training.

Seeing that the students had not yet realized the seriousness of the problem, Sebastian asked with a smile.

"Where is the second warrior who challenged the Dementors?"

As soon as he finished speaking, a seventh-year Ravenclaw student stood up confidently and walked bravely in front of the Dementor.

"Let me do it, Professor."

Sebastian nodded slightly and waved his hand, signaling him to begin.

However, unexpectedly, the Ravenclaw's face turned pale as soon as he raised his wand.

The Dementor's icy breath came like an invisible wave, instantly swallowing up all his joy and courage.

Before he could even finish the spell, he fell limply to the ground, completely failing to release his Patronus.

Even shorter than Percy lasted!

The expressions on the little wizards' faces gradually changed from shock to solemnity. They looked at each other, no longer as relaxed and confident as before.

The students began to feel nervous. Although some people thought that this Ravenclaw might have recited the spell too slowly, two consecutive failures made them realize that the problem was not as simple as they had imagined.

What's worse is that the next students who challenged, whether they were seventh graders, sixth graders, or even fifth grade star student Cedric and the twins who loved to be funny, all failed.

Looking at the senior students who were taking a break while eating chocolate, the remaining students became completely panicked.

"what happened?"

"Are Dementors that scary?"

"We have been practicing for so long, why is it that when it comes to actual combat, the Guardian Spirit is not effective?"

This feeling of powerlessness spread among the students like a plague. Ron looked at his brothers and groaned in pain.

"Fred and the others have all failed. What are my previous bold words? Is this a joke?!"

Malfoy swallowed. He had no intention of arguing with Ron at the moment.

The cruel reality made him realize that he was too arrogant before. No matter how weak the Dementors were, they were not something that a rookie like him could easily deal with.

The noise here also alarmed the students who were practicing spells in other places in the duel hall.

They had no intention of practicing, so they stopped casting spells and turned their eyes to this corner.

The professors did not stop them. They had long discovered that ever since the students began learning the Patronus Charm, they had all become extremely proud and complacent.

It’s good this way, so that these little guys can know how powerful the Dementors are, so that they won’t become so arrogant.

Unlike the depressed students, the Dementors were now extremely happy and kept mumbling.

“So many people lined up to get food, it’s really enthusiastic.”

"I'm so happy. I haven't eaten so much in a long time."

"It's a bit overwhelming though. It's such a sweet burden."

"Boss, can you give me some time to exercise and digest it?"

Hearing the Dementor's muttering, Sebastian ignored it and looked around, scanning every student with a serious look.

"Don't underestimate the Dementors. They can become the guards of Azkaban and deter all vicious dark wizards because of their ability to absorb happiness and leave despair."

"What you need to practice is to mobilize all your emotions of joy and happiness to release your Patronus when facing the Dementors."

"Students who failed should recall what it felt like to face the Dementors, and then think about what to do next time."

"The challenge continues."

The young wizards glanced at each other with fear and hesitation in their eyes.

For a moment, the surroundings were extremely quiet. No one dared to step forward, as no one wanted to be the next loser.

Harry gritted his teeth and was about to raise his hand to sign up when he heard a firm voice beside him.

"Professor, I want to try."

Seeing Neville walking out of the crowd, the students suddenly became noisy.

"Longbottom? This is really unexpected. I didn't expect him to be the first one to speak up."

"As expected of a Gryffindor, you are so courageous."

"This isn't a competition of courage. If so many people didn't have the courage to take on the challenge, wouldn't they all have failed?"

Ron's face was full of disbelief, and he lowered his voice and said, "Is he crazy? Isn't he afraid of getting hurt?"

Malfoy nudged Ron: "Hey, Weasley, look at Longbottom, isn't he better than you?"

"You talk as if you dare to go up now." Ron rolled his eyes and said unhappily.

"I am a Slytherin, so of course I have to observe for a while before I challenge you."

"Pah, this is the first time I've heard someone describe cowardice in such a nice way."

The young wizards were talking among themselves, but there was no sign of hesitation on Neville's face.

He did not do it to prove his bravery or to win others' admiration, but because he had a clear goal in his mind - to save his parents.

He didn't want his parents to stay in St. Mungo's, stay in bed, and live in darkness.

He has to learn the advanced use of the Patronus Charm to save his parents from the darkness.

To achieve this goal, the first step is to defeat the Dementors in front of you.

Neville came in front of the Dementor, gripped his wand tightly, and there was no fear on his face.

He closed his eyes, tried to recall the happiest moments, and then recited silently in his heart.

“Magic is the power of belief.”

"I believe that I can learn the advanced usage of the Patronus Charm to save my parents."

Feeling the firm will emanating from Neville, Sebastian nodded slightly and calmly gave the order: "Begin."

Neville took a deep breath, opened his eyes, raised his wand high, and spoke in a firm and powerful voice.

"EX White Coat of Arms Pachunam! (Expedience Guardian)"

again!

The Dementors felt helpless.

It's really a bit overwhelming...

However, no matter how hard it is, you have to grit your teeth and persevere.

It would be bad if the boss thought I was slacking off and fired me.

Thinking of this, it corrected its working attitude and sniffed hard at Neville.

To its surprise, a silver-white hedgehog suddenly jumped out and pushed it directly against the wall, even vomiting out the delicious food it had eaten before.

Feeling the severe pain coming from his body, the Dementor couldn't help but scream.

"I #￥%...&"

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