hp Ouroboros

In the new week, Harry spent a weekend in the hospital wing, and he couldn't wait to run out to find his friends. He needed to get rid of those voices that kept repeating in his ears as he tossed and turned in the hospital bed alone at night.

Harry knew by now whose voice it was.He heard his mother dying, pleading with Voldemort, trying to protect him, and then he heard Voldemort laughing as she killed his mother...the words repeated over and over again.The dementor seemed to be the best, and without warning, the hatred that Harry had temporarily forgotten due to the happy campus life was pulled out from the bottom of his heart, and the cruelty of that night was fully displayed in a way that he had never heard so clearly before his eyes.

Harry now firmly remembers his mother's voice, and the hatred for Voldemort in his heart, he wants to become stronger!First of all, he must learn the magic that can drive away the dementors!

Since the last time he saw Professor Snape's old memory and was irritated by Snape's cancellation of his extra Occlumency class, Harry thought of using the extra free time to figure out how dementors were unusual to him. bad influence.As for who to study with...Professor Lupine came back to class, he was pale, he had dark circles under his eyes, and his old robe was a little baggy after only a few days, but he is a very good professor , especially Harry felt that he seemed to have a special gentleness towards him.

The bell for the end of get out of class rang, and everyone packed up their things and walked towards the door. Harry deliberately delayed for a while, and when everyone had left, he grabbed his schoolbag and ran to Professor Lupine, "Professor, please wait!"

"Huh? Oh! Harry, I heard about the incident on the Quidditch pitch. Can the broom still be repaired?" Lupine said gently while covering the box containing the Hinkpunk used in class with a layer of cloth. asked.

"No, that tree smashed it to pieces." Harry said sadly, but he quickly pulled himself together. That's not what he was going to talk about today. "Professor, can you teach me the Patronus Charm?"

Lupine showed surprise, "Where did you hear that? Oh, yes, Miss Camille used it on the train. But Harry, it's a relatively difficult and remote magic, if it's just for this arrest For Black, it’s not worth the effort to learn it.”

Seeing that Professor Lupine didn't seem to want to teach him this magic, Harry hesitated, and then he had to bring out his doubts, "Why? Why do they affect me like that? I mean, everyone else seems to be afraid of them too , but no one faints at the sight of them like I do...do I..."

"It has nothing to do with weakness." Lupine frowned and retorted quickly, as if he could see through Harry's thoughts at a glance. "Dementors have a more powerful influence on some people who have experienced horror and horror than ordinary people."

"Dementors are among the most heinous creatures on earth, haunting the darkest and filthiest places in hordes, cheering corruption and despair, and sucking up the peace, hope and joy in the air around them as food .Even Muggles can sense their presence, though they can't see these creatures. Get too close to a Dementor and it will suck all your good feelings and memories of pleasure from you. If you can, The dementors will live on you for a long time, they will eat all your happiness, leave you only the worst things in life, and finally make you like them-soulless and dark and evil."

"And you, Harry, you've already been through the worst, and that's definitely enough to make anyone pass out and fall off a broom," Lupine concluded reassuringly.

Harry was silent for a while, then decided to talk to Lupine about that terrible feeling, and he said, "When they're close to me..." Harry stared at Lupin's desk, his voice trembling, " I could hear Voldemort laughing, and my mother screaming when he killed her." The gentleness on Lupine's face disappeared, and he opened his mouth as if to say something but didn't say it, just Quiet and silent.

"Okay Harry, if you want to learn the Patronus Charm, of course you can," said Lupine after a moment's silence. "I think we can do it once or twice a week in the evening."

"Great!"

But sometimes it happens like this, you have a good teacher and a great learning attitude, but that doesn't mean you can learn fast and well.

Depressed, Harry pushed open the door of Professor Lupine's office. There was a class once a week, and this was their third class.Professor Lupine found another Boggart from the castle for him to practice, but no matter how he recalled his happy things according to what the professor said, his wand still only produced a wisp of silver mist.

Harry took a bite of the chocolate that Professor Lupine had just given him, climbed up the fifth floor, walked along the corridor, turned the corner, and finished his chocolate sitting on the base of a suit of armor.

Fifth floor...huh? !correct!Harry remembered that Hermione had taken him and Ron to an empty classroom on the fifth floor, saying that it was the place where the two seniors, Sylvia and Camille, used to do their homework or practice magic most of the time—he Could you ask me how to use the Patronus Charm smoothly?I heard from Hermione that when he passed out in the carriage before school started, Senior Sister Camille cast the Patronus Charm to drive away the dementors, oh, she even killed *blocked keywords* one!Then on the court that time, in addition to Principal Dumbledore, senior sister Camille also issued a Patronus, and killed *blocked keyword* two dementors!She must know how to better cast this magic!Think and do it!Harry jumped up from his armor base, turned a corner, and strode towards the empty classroom.

The door of that classroom was open, and as he got closer, Harry heard voices from inside.

"Forming!! The dense fog is useless to dementors!" Camille's voice made Harry see that the senior was about to burst into anger but could only hold back, and had to keep staring and rolling her eyes fiercely. to switch between screens.

Senior Sylvia is also learning the Patronus Charm!Harry's eyes lit up. Although Senior Camille didn't talk too much and didn't bother to talk to them, since she had already explained something, she didn't mind others listening. This is his good opportunity!Harry took bigger steps and walked quickly.

When Harry walked to the door, senior sister Sylvia just started a new round of attempts, she held the wand in her hand, looked serious, took a few deep breaths before waving the wand, and said at the same time: "Call God to guard! "

A thick silver-white smoke emerged from the tip of the staff, and condensed into a flocculent cloud in the air. However, the silver cloud rolled for a long time, but it never condensed into a cloud that varies from person to person, as Professor Lupine said. animal shape.

"Alas..." Sylvia sighed heavily, put down her wand, and the semi-finished silver cloud-shaped Patronus Charm quickly dissipated.Slender fingers inserted into her long silver wavy hair, and combed it roughly. Sylvia sat on the sofa, clinging to Camille, her whole body hung on Camille as if she had no bones.

Camille heard Harry's footsteps before he reached the door, but she didn't realize it was Potter until he reached the door, and he was standing there awkwardly, with hair like a chicken coop In a mess, the 13-year-old boy has not officially entered the period of rapid development. He is thin and small, and looks a little pitiful.

"Potter, what are you doing here?" Seeing that Harry was still standing there in a daze, Camille asked impatiently.Hearing what Camille said, Sylvia turned her gaze to the door of the empty classroom, only to realize that Potter was standing there stupidly for some time.

"Ah! This... cough..." Harry didn't know if it was impolite to watch others practice magic without permission. If you look at it from Quidditch training, Wood would definitely drive the bystanders out On the court, thinking of this, Harry felt a little embarrassed, but he still had to ask, he scratched his hair in embarrassment, and asked bravely, "Can you teach me the Patronus Charm, too?"

"You? The Patronus Curse?" Camille Heijun raised his eyebrows, his eyes full of suspicion, "Your magic power is enough?"

"I asked Lupine to teach this magic, I can do it! It's just... I just can't conjure a formed Patronus."

"Okay, so to put it another way, how many times can you cast the Patronus Charm at a time?"

"About three times?" Harry answered uncertainly. When Professor Lupine released the Boggart for him to practice, he would faint for a while. If he didn't have those fainting powerlessness, he should be able to perform it more times, right?

"Pfft!" Sylvia accidentally laughed, and immediately coughed twice. She was fooled by her poor acting skills, and Camille was very direct. She took out her signature move-rolling her eyes, this time with an incidental Shake your head.

Seeing that Camille didn't want to continue talking, Sylvia had no choice but to take the conversation: "Hey, Potter, you can sit there," Sylvia pointed to a single sofa opposite them, and Harry walked over After it was done, Sylvia continued, "I think Professor Lupine told you that the Patronus Charm is a relatively difficult magic?" Harry nodded.

In this way, Professor Lupine can continue to teach him? !Sylvia felt a little strange, "Maybe Cam and I have a different definition of 'can start learning' than ordinary wizards or something, anyway, I can cast more than [-] Patronus spells at a time, and Cam was learning it before. When using the magic power in Wolfsbane, you can cast it more than a dozen times at a time... For us, this is called 'practice', do you understand what I mean?"

When Harry came back to his senses, he found that his mouth was slightly opened in shock, and the saliva almost flowed down without anyone noticing it. What is the concept of ten or thirty Patronus Charms? !What kind of magic power can support them to cast the Patronus Charm so many times? !

Camille shrugged, pulled off Sylvia who was sticky on her body, and gave Sylvia a smirk maliciously, "Don't be lazy, continue quickly! You have thoroughly understood yourself, thirty times , you just did it eleven times."

"Eh?! I'm going to be exhausted! You can't do this!" Sylvia said exaggeratedly.

"Stop making trouble, do you think I really think that the thirty patron saint spells you mentioned are the limit of your magic power! That's because you're lazy, and I'm not stupid! Don't try to be lazy!"

Okay, so it turns out that Thirty Patronus Charms were ordered because Senior Sylvia felt lazy...Harry didn't know if he should stand up and go out the door and turn left...Eh, Does the way back to Gryffindor Tower turn left or right?Frightened, Harry felt his head was a little blurry.

Tried two more times, still the same, Sylvia fell back on the sofa in frustration, "Happy memories... I think I am already very happy, being with you is already the happiest thing, why is it still not working !"

"..." Camille scratched her cheek. It's true that she has a straight face every day, but it doesn't mean that she won't feel embarrassed when she hears such straightforward love words, but she still has to do business! "Cough...you said you only cast spells on happy memories?" Camille asked.

Sylvia nodded as a matter of course, and Harry, who was sitting on the single sofa, also nodded. Professor Lupine also taught in the same way. Is there any problem?

"Wait a minute, Seale, are you sure you remember the speech you gave earlier..."

"Of course, it's not like you don't know my photographic memory!"

"Well, that's why you're really stupid." Camille, who finally won the spell, looked quite complacent, "Although the Patronus spell is a modernized version of magic, its origin is still Godric G. The protective magic invented by Ryffindor."

"It's protective magic, but..." Sylvia stopped suddenly in the middle of speaking, and then her eyes lit up.

Seeing that Harry was still staring blankly at Sylvia and then at her with big emerald eyes, Camille explained: "According to the classification of ancient magic, the Patronus Charm is a kind of protective magic, and The focus of protective magic is more on the determination to protect something. Don’t think about happy memories. How can there be any time for you to think about happy memories when the situation is urgent! Why don’t the dementors quickly shield me? If it’s a keyword*, it’s okay for me to *block the keyword*, but there’s Xi with me…” Camille slammed on the brakes in the middle of speaking, but it was too late, and Sylvia’s face appeared With a big sweet smile, she leaned over and lay on Camille's shoulders, and her whole body stuck to Camille's body as if she had no bones.

"I guess you want to say that I'm with you?" Sylvia's clear voice was full of sweet joy.

Camille said stiffly: "No! You heard it wrong!"

The embarrassing mouth is the cutest thing about her werewolf girlfriend, and Sylvia likes the way she hides, "This is really the best love story I've ever heard, Cam."