[HP] Magic didn't give up on you

It's an unpleasant feeling to actually come into contact with a dementor.

They made the surrounding air colder... colder and colder, that kind of chill penetrated into people's limbs, internal organs, and brought a cold breath from their breath, and they almost wanted to tremble from the cold.

Not only the cold, not only the chilling low temperature, but also a quietly spreading despair... It seems that all the happiness in life has been taken away, and everyone will never be happy from the bottom of their hearts.

Like every time he faced a Boggart-turned Death Eater, some strange images appeared in Harry's mind.The cold and cruel laughter, the deafening explosion, the intense light that almost completely blinded him, and the pain that he felt as a baby at that moment, as if his soul was being torn in two... This, as always, made him Shortness of breath, a feeling of suffocation.

But now he's on his father's back, and it's strangely reassuring.The influence of the dementors became less unbearable, and an inexplicable courage and strength filled his heart.

"Oh, no..." Beside him, Hermione trembled slightly, her hand holding the wand was not very steady, but she still held it up in front of her with difficulty, even though she knew she couldn't use the most effective magic wand. Patronus spell.Ron was beside her, also pale, and they clung to each other, giving each other strength.

"The Ministry of Magic is getting more and more powerful." Sirius said softly, and was the first to speak. His voice echoed in the silent hall of the Department of Mysteries, showing heavy mockery and sarcasm. Us? With those Death Eaters around you? You finally stopped pretending and started working together?"

His former Ministry colleagues looked at the hooded figures, and quickly looked away.

"They are employees of the Ministry of Magic of other countries, and they came with the ministers." A Ministry of Magic official said blankly, "We will not mind your reasonable doubts, Sirius, you have the right to do so. We will The specific identities of these people will be verified again later, but at present, they have not violated the law, and you openly attacked the Deputy Minister of Magic in the courtroom and fled here. We regret to inform you that you have been arrested. You will be judged in that hall in a few days, I hope you will be more honest then."

"Hey, you caught the wrong person." James interjected behind his son's back, and said dissatisfiedly, "I was the one who cast that spell, and Sirius couldn't do that beautifully with that Transfiguration spell."

"I don't think so, James." Sirius said with a relaxed tone, "Give me a chance, I can do better than you. But don't worry now, these people haven't missed you at all, you Look, they have so many people here, they obviously want to catch us all."

"Including me?" Tonks asked, "I don't seem to have done anything, and I haven't resigned-but well, if you must arrest my friend, I will have to do so... .”

She summoned her patron saint, a giant silver-white wolf, who quietly guarded by her master's side, as gentle and firm as her master's companion.

This is an advanced spell, and not everyone in the Ministry of Magic can summon it, let alone the Death Eaters.They cautiously glanced in her direction, apparently suddenly realizing that it didn't seem like a particularly wise decision to introduce a dementor, its attacks were indiscriminate and not very obedient.

The leading officer made a quick decision and pointed his wand at the unconscious man behind them.

"Assault on Eli Smith," he said to the dementors, "you will surely know which one is him, the one with the most powerful soul in his body. You will like him, go and eat your food, This is the court's final verdict on him."

"Protect Eli and Petunia." Remus whispered, summoning his patron saint, and another wolf appeared in front of everyone. His master used to hate to show it in front of people, but since it found itself Things got better immediately after Companion.

The dementors floated straight towards Eli, and the battle kicked off in an instant. They formed a human wall in front of Eli, and in the teeth-chattering coldness, they worked hard to contribute every bit of their strength.

"Fire!" Hermione shouted in a trembling voice. With a few silver-white Patronuses by her side, the situation became better.It's just that for her, there are still some psychological obstacles in attacking the officials of the Ministry of Magic, but after shouting the first sentence, her situation has become much better.

"Thunderbolt—are these people going to fire my dad for being here?" Ron dodged a green light while shouting the curse, stared in horror at the person who cast the curse at him, and wiped his face. The cold sweat on his face, "Well, it would be nice if he went to work full-time in the Order of the Phoenix, but I still hope that my disguise will change enough, otherwise my mother will have a hard time... Maybe I should wear a black robe before coming here , if they ask, I will also say that I am a staff brought by ministers from other countries."

"No one would believe such words. There's no need to dress up as a bat for this." Sirius said hastily, and was forced to bounce a few steps away, jumping up the steps on the other side to avoid it.There was a curtain standing there silently above it. It didn't know what it was for, and it looked harmless, but he was careful not to go behind it, thinking that it was not a good cover.

"It's annoying, these guys are chasing Eli...James! Try to draw them away! Petunia probably won't last long—"

"I'm fine!" Petunia retorted decisively and flatly, turning her back on her husband, and nimbly dodging a glare of green light.

Another red light hit her when she couldn't take care of it—as a non-magical Muggle with an important person, she would obviously be the most conspicuous target here.

The red light actually hit her, but it didn't cause any more specific damage.The wizard who performed the magic was stunned for a moment, and Petunia gave him a look with contempt and pride.

"Obviously, your magic can't break through my husband's defenses." She said, "Mr. Wizard, you are somewhat overwhelmed."

Although she has no magic, she doesn't seem to be able to be called a weakness.Her husband has spent more energy than anyone imagined in protecting her, and he has spent a long time preparing to prevent another irreparable tragedy from happening to his family.

"Put me down, Dad." Harry said anxiously, gripping his wand tightly, trying to cast the Iron Armor Charm, "I can fight too - Sirius also asked you to lure the dementors away, you should concentrate more on Fight instead of running with me as a liability, Dad!"

"That's not going to work, Harry." James gasped, obviously, he wasn't feeling the strain, but he still held his son tighter on his back, "With great power comes great responsibility, son. I am protecting all that I want to protect, not a liability, but an honorable treasure that I guard."

But he doesn't need such protection, he is the one who organizes the DA, he can formally participate in the battle, and he also has something he wants to protect.Harry opened his mouth, and was about to refute. The dementors that were getting closer and closer had already entered their eyes first. Their goal was very clear, and they were always coming towards Eli. If they couldn't find a way to lure them away , James' side will become extremely difficult, everyone is in a hard fight, and no one can spare him to support him.

That does not work.thought Harry, clutching his wand in a splitting headache, remembering how to cast the Patronus Charm.

Happiness... think of your own happy things...

When you met Ron?When you became friends with Hermione?When playing for Gryffindor and winning Quidditch? Eleventh birthday, when his dad showed up with his Hogwarts acceptance letter?When part of Voldemort was defeated with the sword of Gryffindor?

Many complicated pictures flashed in front of his eyes, of course they were all happy and beautiful memories, but they seemed not enough to count as his happiest thing.He always felt that every time he was not going well, it was precisely because of this, maybe what was needed to cast the happy memory of the patron saint was something more special...

Before he could think of a better memory, the dementors were already approaching them, dropping their hoods.

There was a round hole underneath that, the mouth of the dementor.

They are going to attack, attack my uncle, my aunt, my father.

Harry watched them with his mouth open, and those happy memories disappeared in an instant, leaving only this thought in his mind for a while.His pupils constricted, and he didn't think about anything at this moment, but what reverberated in his heart was not fear and anxiety, but a kind of firm strength that would never turn back.

He raised his wand, and at this moment it seemed that another person was with him, firmly holding his hand, sending him a warm and determined flow.

"Call God Guard!"

A silver-white deer suddenly appeared in front of him. It looked exactly like his father's, and it was astonishingly white and solid.It was just as he had imagined, guarding in front of his father. His father stared at the patron saint in astonishment, and then turned to look at his son.

"Harry," said James, smiling. "Thank you for your help, my soldier."

He put him down and took his hand.

"Yes, you should fight," James said. "Come with me? We'll cover each other."

The dementors were driven back by the light of the Patronus, and Petunia was still unaware of it all.Just now, at the moment when she saw the dementor, she was almost taken away from her entire attention, fear and despair overwhelmed her uncontrollably...

There was only one thought that she could do, and she instinctively guarded in front of her husband, closing her eyes tightly as if death was at home.

Behind her, Eli Smith's eyelids trembled slightly, and his fingers twitched slightly.

"Be careful! James, Harry!" Sirius was attracted by the dementors here, and shouted at them anxiously, aiming his wand at this side, wanting to support them.

But there were also enemies staring at him closely on his side, and he could not tolerate such distraction—at the moment he was hit, the expression on his face was frozen in anxiety, his eyes were open, and he slowly moved behind The curtain fell down.

But before it completely fell into the curtain, it was suddenly pulled by a hand.

"Siris?!" Regulus panted violently, Dumbledore and the others were still behind him, just raised his wand, and he saw his brother for the first time, and rushed over in an instant .

"Are you okay? I just saw that it wasn't a death curse—" he asked anxiously, and pulled his brother back with force with one hand.

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