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Sylvia only felt cold, gritted her teeth reluctantly and raised her wand. The Patronus Charm failed several times, and the faint silver-white mist had no effect on the dozens of dementor groups.

Until she really faced so many dementors, Sylvia had to admit her powerlessness, she had magical powers all over her body, but she didn't have the unwavering determination to cast a Patronus Charm.

As the dementor approached, the happy memory of being tired of being with Camille seemed to be pulled out of his body, leaving only the cold darkness.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu whom Sylvia felt a little warmth moving slowly around her, and barely opened her eyes. With a soft belly, she pushed up her upper body and covered Sylvia. Knowing that the dementor's coldness was aimed at the impact of the soul, Camille still hugged her little by little.

Surrounded by Camille's warm body temperature, Sylvia covered her mouth and choked up silently.

Camille let out a warning growl, that won't work against dementors, she needs magic power...

Although it was the time when the magic power of the werewolf was at its height under the full moon, after regaining her sanity from the madness, Camille found helplessly that the magic power in her body seemed to be burned out in an instant.

No, she still has a little magic power... The werewolf's super resilience is not obtained inexplicably, it is all a manifestation of the unconscious operation of magic power, so she still has a little magic power now...

Camille managed to grab Sylvia, propped up his upper body, and covered her. Feeling that the cold and stone-like Sylvia gradually recovered, Camille turned his slightly blurred vision to the surrounding Their dementors.

These disgusting things... Camille gritted her teeth and pulled out the last remaining magic power in her body. The wounds left by Lupine and herself were re-opened. Not so easy to heal, but she needs those magic powers now...

Sylvia suddenly felt something was wrong, and the severe cold emanating from her soul receded slightly. Even though she was still very uncomfortable, she could now open her eyes.

The next second, Sylvia's eyes widened in disbelief—what is Camille doing? !

Camille's whole body exuded silver light, and a silver mist escaped from every pore on her body. The mist stopped the dementors from continuing to approach.

As the silver mist gathered more and more, Sylvia realized what it was - the Patronus Curse!Camille actually wanted to cast the Patronus Charm!She is crazy!Of course Sylvia knew how bad Camille's body was now, and she still wanted to squeeze out the magic power that would help her at least stop the wound from bleeding!

"Stop! Cam! I beg you to stop!" Sylvia was crying and struggling to break free from Camille's arms.

Camille didn't answer, didn't even hum, Sylvia quickly got up from the ground, and rushed to look at Camille's eyes—she was still open, but the light brought by the magic power in her eyes was gone , Sylvia noticed that Camille's eyes were not looking at her, but the focus was blurred at all-Camille had lost consciousness!

But she is still subconsciously extracting magic power to cast the Patronus Charm!

Sylvia took a deep breath and got up from the ground.

She didn't know what would happen to Camille, who was originally an ordinary person, after draining the last bit of magic from her body. The rot must go away!

The silver mist barely cut off a small area for them to stay. Camille lay on the ground without intuition, only the faint sound of breathing. Sylvia didn't feel the cold anymore, or she didn't feel anything.Standing up from the ground, Sylvia raised her hand numbly, pointing her wand at the sky where the dementors were wrapping up and couldn't see anything except their tattered robes.

"Call God to guard..." Sylvia said softly.

"Woooo..." The pale wooden wand made a strange whine, as if feeling uncomfortable with the sudden surge of magical power, Sylvia clutched the trembling wand expressionlessly. Wand, if you listen carefully, you can even hear the crackle of the tiny wood cracking slightly.

"Om!!!" Huge magic power surged out from the tip of the wand with a huge sonic boom, a silver beam of light shot up into the sky, and the few dementors blocking their heads didn't even have time to scream It was immediately vaporized with a single sound.

A huge four-legged animal quickly took shape in the air. In the blink of an eye, a caracal appeared in the sky. Its whole body was almost solid like mercury. The chilling look in the cat's eyes was lifelike.Perhaps sensing the master's anger, the patron saint of the caracal opened his mouth to show his teeth, and screamed silently at the group of dementors.

Except for the few dementors who were gasified at the beginning, after feeling the white magic breath they fear most, the other dementors didn't have any companions, and quickly scattered on the spot, each fleeing for their lives.

Kill them all... Sylvia cast a glance at the fleeing dementors, and indifferently gave an order to the Patronus in her heart. She didn't care about the results of the battle, and knelt on the grass by herself, hugging Camille wolf head.

"It's okay...Cam, it's okay, I will protect you..."

The screams of the dementors gradually disappeared, and the calmness restored on the grass did not last long. Footsteps could be heard approaching the Forbidden Forest.

"Oh! Merlin's beard! Miss Camille, Miss Slytherin! Are you all right?!" Professor McGonagall screamed and ran to Camille and Sylvia.

"Cam is dying, but I don't know any healing spells..." Sylvia raised her head buried in the long hair on Camille's neck, and looked at the professor blankly.

Professor Snape strode up to them after Professor McGonagall, holding an iron cage in his hand, which contained a thin, malnourished mouse. It seemed that their capture of Peter went very smoothly.

"The wounds on werewolves cannot be healed by healing spells. She needs a lot of blood potions and mana recovery potions." Professor Snape said with a frown. Although he doesn't like werewolves, stupid things like Camille and Lupine don't Similarly, Snape recognized her extraordinary willpower.

"But now we don't..." Before McGonagall finished speaking, a harsh crackling sound interrupted her.

"I brought Pomfrey *blocked keyword*, I think it seems about time." Sylvia had never felt so reassured by Headmaster Dumbledore's old voice.

"Albus, how could you..."

"Merlin is here!!!" Pomfrey *blocked keyword*'s high-pitched voice overwhelmed Professor McGonagall's question, she squatted down too quickly, and the nightcap on her head fell off before she had time to change , "Blood potions, Merlin's potion cabinet! I need more blood potions! I only have three bottles in the box! What the hell are you doing!! Camille is just an underage child! No, underage werewolves! What the hell are you doing?" Is it a werewolf, immortality or something! So much blood, Merlin! Hurry up, hurry up, whoever is going to lift Miss Camille's head up!" Pomfrey *masked keywords* mouth He kept chanting, and hurriedly took out the blood-replenishing potion in his hand. With a wave of his wand, Camille's wolf mouth was opened.Sylvia quickly helped to support Camille's head, so that Pomfrey *masked keyword* could free up his hand to pour the potion down on Camille.

Three bottles of blood-replenishing potions and two bottles of mana recovery potions were poured down, and the others didn't see anything, but Pomfrey *shielded keyword* finally let out a sigh of relief, and raised his hand to wipe the urgently-extracted potion on his forehead. Khan, "It's kind of a life saver...but, how the hell did you do it! If Albus brings me here and slow down for a few minutes, oh, Merlin..." Pomfrey *masked keywords* said She shivered for a while, as if she didn't want to think about the possibility that a child would almost lose her life in front of her.

"Anyway, hurry up and bring Miss Camille to the medical wing. I'll go back and prepare the needed potions and hospital beds. She's only slightly better. She needs a lot more potions and rest before she fully recovers!" Pomfrey* shielded Keyword* After speaking, he stood up from the ground, and hurriedly trotted back to the castle.

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Seeing that Camille was out of danger, Sylvia finally breathed a sigh of relief, and finally returned her reason to her head. She was about to stand up, but her feet went limp and she fell back to the ground.

"Miss Slytherin, are you okay?" Professor McGonagall stretched out his hand to help Sylvia and asked worriedly, "We heard a crackling sound and silver light in the Forbidden Forest just now, what's wrong?"

"Dementors..." Sylvia said in a flat tone, "It may be because we made too much noise, all the dementors guarding the school have come over, there are probably dozens of them."

"Oh! Merlin! Then you..." Professor McGonagall exclaimed softly. Although she now knew that the two students were fine, she still couldn't help but worry, and Dumbledore and Snape also frowned. .

"Camille drained the magic power from her body to protect me... so you can see that her wounds have all reopened, but she failed to cast a complete Patronus Charm, but it was enough... I succeeded The Patronus Charm has been cast."

"What about those dementors? We didn't see any dementors when we came out of the Forbidden Forest."

"I should have killed them." Sylvia said indifferently, "I didn't look at the results, I just told my patron saint to kill them all."

"All... all killed?! Do you mean, dozens of dementors?!" Professor McGonagall stared in disbelief.The patron saint of most wizards can only drive away one or two dementors. It may be no problem for some powerful wizards to drive away dozens or kill one or two, but dozens of dementors can be controlled by one patron saint at a time. Kill all? !Snape also showed a rare expression of disbelief, but Principal Dumbledore was only surprised for a moment.

"I don't know how many it killed in the end. I just found out that my magic power was exhausted, so I fell down just now. I have never used up all my magic power once. Maybe my body is not used to it."

It seems reasonable that the only orthodox heir of the Slytherin family for nearly a thousand years has some scary abilities. McGonagall thought that she should not continue to focus on surprising Miss Slytherin's amazing magic power. She gave a dry cough and turned her head away. Look at Dumbledore.

"Albus, it's great that you came back so quickly." McGonagall said with emotion, "If you hadn't come back in time and brought Bobby..." Halfway through the talk, McGonagall felt something was wrong , she stared at Dumbledore with wide eyes, "No, how did you know to bring Poppy? My letter only said that Black broke into the school again!"

"Ah, this matter," Dumbledore stroked his beard with a smile, and slightly turned his head to look at Sylvia who was walking beside her. Sylvia was wondering why the headmaster suddenly looked at her, Dumbledore had already turned his gaze away, as if the glance just now was just a casual glance, "The Wizengamot doesn't have any major events this month, I just wanted to come back early, when I returned to school, I happened to run into Harry and the others, They all said that Miss Camille was seriously injured, so I hurried to find Bobby, it is very convenient that the headmaster can use apparation at Hogwarts."

Was it a coincidence?McGonagall thought about it suspiciously, "It seems that we are all lucky this time," Mag didn't continue to dwell on their strange coincidence, and talked about how they hunted down Peter.