The leader of HP arrives

The cold sea breeze came in through the high window, whistling through the corridor, kicked up a small cloud of dust, and the last ray of sunset disappeared in the dust.The night in Azkaban really began. The dementor has no body and no vocal cords, but at this moment he vaguely heard the eerie whispers and hollow and dull footsteps of the dementor. Lucius clenched his hands tightly. He rubbed the cold fingers in his palm, squinted his eyes and stared at the blood-colored eyes in front of him.Dongfang Bubai's shoulders were still trembling slightly, and it was not hard to see the enormous pain this body was enduring from the tense lips and forehead, but such pain did not extend to the blood-colored eyes, which still looked calm And calm, it's like nothing in this world can make waves in it.

Lucius twitched his lower lip involuntarily. He never thought that one day he would return to Azkaban again, let alone that under such circumstances, he would feel a little bit of comfort.The last time he was thrown into Azkaban from the Gorvic Valley, his heart was filled with despair. This despair was not entirely out of worry about his own fate and the Malfoy family, but more because he could not forget that station. The man at the top of Slytherin.Once he was obsessed with his master's strength, ruthlessness, and omnipotence, and begged Merlin to get his master's mercy, but now, this person is standing beside him, breathing lightly on his cheek, that once The position that belonged only to Severus, those fragile and delicate feelings that were covered up under the indifference.

A dementor hovered and roared from the end of the corridor. Lucius turned his wrist, and the bright silver liquid poured out from the top of the cane, gradually converging into the shape of a giant snake. The huge snake's mouth tore the dementor apart. body of.There are not many ways to fight dementors. The most effective one is the Patronus spell. His Patronus spell used to be a ferret, but now it has changed.

The form of the Patronus Charm for wizards is not innate. There are many sources of the Patronus Charm. The most official statement is that it comes from a strong emotion, which can be love or family affection.Only when the wizard has a strong desire to protect something can he cast the most perfect Patronus Charm. The "Marrow Washing Sutra" can indeed increase the upper limit of the wizard's magic power. After the giant snake tore the dementor, it began to collapse like an ordinary Patronus spell. The silver scales illuminated the dark corridor, and the huge The boa constrictor stared angrily at the darkness at the end.

Dementors are terrifying creatures, but equal to their fearsome reputation is how cherished they are.Dementors are so difficult to reproduce that the wizarding world has yet to discover how the creature reproduces.There are no more than a hundred dementors in the entire British magical society, and each head is worth millions of Galleons. These terrifying creatures of national treasure level are now all imprisoned in Azkaban.Rather than saying that the dementors are the guards of Azkaban, it is better to say that Azkaban is the enclosure of the dementors, and the prisoners in it are the fodder for the dementors.

But these billions of Galleons brought endless pressure to Lucius at this moment, how should he deal with the attack of hundreds of dementors?No dueling course or Defense Against the Dark Arts course will give written answers, and no wizard in history has ever had to solve such a problem.He has already destroyed millions of Galleons. If converted into cash, it would probably fill the entire Azkaban. The giant snake has collapsed three times, but the night has just begun. Lucius gritted his teeth and squeezed The dim scales were repaired with the little mana left.The dementor was too close, and the final distance for safety had been exceeded. The cold and terrible feeling began to invade his reason, and the memory that had been suppressed deep in his heart began to move around.Lucius took a deep breath and gripped the cold cane tightly.He doesn't want to die yet, and he can't die yet. He has spent more than ten years managing this relationship, and he is absolutely unwilling to lose his soul together with such sweet memories in the mouth of the dementors, let alone I would like the man behind me who is so thirsty to suffer even the slightest bit of harm.

Dongfang Bubai's situation was indeed very bad. This kind of torture directly acting on the soul was draining his sanity, which made the dementor's impression of the soul clearer.The corners of Dongfang's lips were tightened. The intense pain and trance made him want to vomit. Lucius' palms were covered with cold sweat. It was obvious that the frequent use of spells consumed the wizard's magic power.But he couldn't do anything, every detail of the patron saint's spell came to mind clearly, but no matter how he tried, he couldn't release even a faint band of light.In my memory, I couldn't do it once, and I still can't do it now.A dementor broke through the barrier of the giant snake and almost rushed in front of Dongfang Bubai. He even smelled the rotten smell. The giant snake raised its tail violently and swept across, tearing apart the The ghost, the price to pay is a half-collapsed snake tail.

The corners of Dongfang's eyes twitched, and he suddenly saw a lantern, which was made of paper, with blossoming Buddha lotus outlined in gold powder on the bright red rice paper.This is not something that can be seen in the magical world. Dongfang Bubai's shoulders trembled more and more. He remembered this lantern, just like he remembered the owner of the lantern.The man who made this palace lantern with his own hands has already turned into a pile of bones on the top of Heimu Cliff.

The scene in front of him was blurry again, this time it was Gorvic Valley, Severus's thin back, and Mulgraf's cold eyes.Master——he saw Severus open his mouth to say the word, but he didn't hear the sound. It wasn't a handsome face, and it was even slightly distorted because of exhaustion and trouble. So close, but so far away.

These are just memories, because of the memories that surfaced due to the influence of the dementors, the strong feeling of vomiting is lingering, and Dongfang Bubai couldn't help raising his arms to shake off these annoying images.But the strength on the arm was hindered, the resistance was not strong, but it seemed stubborn and tough, tightly shackling his shoulders and arms.Dementors have no entity, so naturally they cannot bind the wizard's body. Dongfang Bubai bit the tip of his tongue fiercely. The blood and pain shattered this illusion. He blinked his eyes with difficulty, and looked into a pair of gray-blue pupils. , and the gray creature covering the entire corridor.

Lucius' magic power was exhausted, and the cane was thrown aside casually. Fear and pain distorted Lucius' face. The always proud and elegant Malfoy patriarch was now in a mess like a real prisoner of Azkaban.The light of the amulet is like a candle that is about to go out in such a dense darkness, supporting a small square of space with its last breath, as if it will go out at any time, but Lucius still stubbornly uses his body to block the impact of the dementor .

"My master." Lucius' voice was very soft, and his lips were pressed against Dongfang's lips. This sound was like a soft sigh, melting into the blood on the tip of his tongue, and then flowing into it. In the chest of the East.The platinum noble's lips are very cold, Lucius' body is always warm, just like his undisguised desire/desire, but at this moment such soft lips are as cold as a dead person.He has experienced too many life and death, and turned against each other. This kind of cognition is like a huge hand grasping the heart of Dongfang Bubai, causing a strong pain. He is not afraid of death, no matter in the previous life or in this life, but At this moment, he began to fear Lucius' death.

"ExpectoPatronum——" a hoarse voice rang out. This voice was not like Dongfang Bubai's usual voice, but it seemed to be struggling out from the depths of his body. He subconsciously clenched the Elder Wand in his hand , a silver light gushed out and swallowed the entire field of vision.

"Dumbledore is going to personally defend Peter Perudi." Lucius sneered, put aside the Daily Prophet, picked up the cup and took a sip of the rich and sweet hot chocolate, "I'm already looking forward to the great Huo Principal Gwartz's face when he was charged with a crime by his sponsor."

The last blow of the Elder Wand saved the fate of two Slytherin wizards. Not only that, the powerful magic power swept most of Azkaban and almost killed all the dementors.Fortunately, Azkaban is one of the few departments under the control of Fudge. The fear of dementors and the taboo of Azkaban in the British wizarding world have prevented the Daily Prophet from discovering a man with more than [-] million Galleons. financial loss.This is of course also due to Fudge's desire for power. This large-scale dementor death is enough to cause the extinction of the entire dementor population in Britain, and of course it can easily send him to the Wizengamot for interrogation.He has been embarrassed in this position for more than ten years before he first tasted the sweetness of power, and he is absolutely unwilling to give up such sweetness easily.

Dongfang Bubai is also drinking a cup of hot chocolate. He doesn't like the rich taste and sweet taste, but the influence of the dementors has indeed not faded. Hot chocolate has always been a recognized treatment plan in the magical society.The dark liquid stained the slightly pale lips, Dongfang's eyebrows were slightly twisted, as if he couldn't bear the sweetness in his mouth, this expression made this cold man standing at the top of Slytherin look a bit childish dissatisfaction.

"My master——" The mysterious man cannot use the Patronus Charm. This is an open secret in the British wizarding world, and it is also the proof that Dumbledore accused the Death Eaters of being cruel and cruel.Lucius murmured this phrase softly, the simple pronunciation was like a mysterious spell that made the platinum nobleman's slightly tired handsome face overflow with a bright and sweet smile.