Chapter 18: The gratitude of the reptiles (modified, typo corrected)

　　 Closed his eyes and sorted out his mood. In order to complete the task, he made a sincere prayer. After Alan became familiar with the spell several times, he held the magic ball of the goddess of luck Fowles in both hands and read it out loud.

A wave of magic power emanated from Allen’s body and channeled into the magic ball, as if it caused an avalanche. The magic power contained in the sphere itself seemed to be reactivated. I saw the magic ball with silver light, like The heart was beating and the light and dark alternated, and the pulsation of soft magic light gradually spread, and the reptiles who were exposed to the light broke free from the shackles and fell to the ground, happily stroking their hands and feet that regained their freedom-before them. It is deformed and fixed and disguised as a seat.

　　 "Let us help you." Forness and Fuerte were also completely free. They and the saurids surrounded Allen, kneeling and praying to Allen who was casting a spell.

　　 The power of the huge prayer belief made the light of the magic ball spread quickly, and the sound of chanting spells echoed throughout the subway, so solemn and solemn. The sacredness of this power filled Allen's heart with unspeakable tremors.

As more and more Reptilians were rescued and joined in to speed up the speed, when everyone was rescued, and everyone hadn’t come to celebrate and cheer, the sudden change occurred and the walls of the subway suddenly appeared. With a large number of monsters, Allen seemed to be frozen in his whole body, feeling a deep chill. All the happiness and hope seemed to be far away from him, and he could only sink in endless pain and despair.

Alan, who settled down a bit, found that they were still different from the dementors seen in the movie in his memory. Although the whole body was soaked and rotted in water, they were not covered in rags. Black cloaks. Their cloaks are made of raven feathers. Although they all have crusted palms, the two palms of these dementors are inlaid with a mirror-like thing.

　　 "It's the Eris Dementor!" Forness reminded behind Allen, "They are not willing to let us be regained freedom and let them lose their stable food source!"

"The Patronus Curse can deal with these monsters, but I still can't use such a difficult curse." Allen remembered the introduction of "The Encyclopedia of Curse", he took out the wand he bought just now and held it in his hand. I could only try to use the Patronus Charm like a can, but the tip of the wand did not respond.

　　 "I need to think about some happy things, the warmth of two generations of family together, and the happy time spent with friends." Allen tried to recall the conditions for casting the spell.

　　 After successfully releasing a small amount of white mist, all sensations seemed to be lost in the bone-to-heart cold.

　　 And the Eris Dementors have already begun to attack the Reptilians on the periphery, taking off their hoods.

　　 "Let's do something we should have done."?

Suddenly, as if it were a signal of the holy light, the Reptilian did not try to directly rescue the compatriots who were being sucked mouth-to-mouth by the dementors, but continued to surround Allen and spontaneously pointed at the little man with pink antennae. witch.

After chanting a spell that Allen could not understand at all, the whole carriage shook regularly with the rhythm of the spell. The unstoppable negative emotions in Allen's heart due to the dementor were all absorbed by these tentacles. Net, and the power feedback from it made him feel great joy in his heart.

After realizing the help of the Reptilians, Alan used the patron saint curse again, "Call the gods!" The tip of the wand melted into a cloud of energy that could barely be seen as a giant silvery white bird. The group, this group of energy keeps circling in the subway. Although the effect is different from the genuine patron saint curse that can exist for a long time, this energy is constantly dissipating during the flight, but there are fewer and fewer dementors in the subway. Fleeing like a tide, until finally all disappeared.

　　 The cheers resounded through the subway even stronger than before.

"I'm beginning to understand what Chief Fornis means by the happiness you just said to bring people." When Allen used a spell that was far beyond his current ability, the people of the reptiles sucked away the negative emotions and took happiness. And happiness passed to him, allowing him to temporarily use this incomplete patron saint curse.

"If it weren’t for you to know the curse of the patron saint’s curse, our gathering so much joy and happiness would have no effect at all. We can only become food for these dementors of Eris for so many years. Mr. Harris, you really are an oracle. The savior of our clan in China.” After all, all the Reptilians bowed to Alan under the leadership of Fornis.

　　 Alan nodded, but he was nervously trying to operate his not-so-skilled Occlumency, "Huh? How did they know my name?"

　　 The Reptilian Chief seemed to see the doubts in Alan's heart: "So, Mr. Wizard, your name is indeed Alan Harris? The goddess is really omniscient and omnipotent. The ancient prophecy mentioned it accurately."

"Congratulations to the host for successfully gaining the gratitude of the Reptilians." The system prompt sounded at the right time, but Allen had no intention of checking it in detail. The task is strictly speaking, there is the last step-to get the lucky elves out of the subway and completely regain their freedom. .

The lucky elves spontaneously combined into a figure of leaves, and chanted a spell that Allen could not understand. The entire carriage vibrated regularly with the rhythm of the spell. Fort extended his arm to Allen. Motioning for Allen to hold it, Allen, who has experience in teleporting, quickly grabbed Fuerte's disgusting paw full of clammy slime.

　　In an instant, everyone in the entire carriage teleported upwards after a feeling of weightlessness and dizziness. Although they could not really see the dazzling sunlight, the warm feeling still aroused the cheers of the people in the reptile.

　　 Freed from the shackles of the lizard subway and the shackles of the confusing and curse, the Muggle crowd in the subway returned to the hustle and bustle-they did not discover what happened during this period of stolen time after being sedated just now.

　　 Finally, on a quiet lawn, Allen and the others suddenly appeared here out of thin air.

"Mr. Harris, thank you for your help to our lucky elves. You will always be our good friend." The little Fuerte seemed at a loss and at a loss for the regained freedom. "This is the feeling of freedom. "

"This is the potion we got from Goddess of Luck to increase the magical potential of the wizard. We have kept it from being taken away by others. It has a faster effect than the magic potion ~www.NovelMTL.com~mainly It greatly increases your magic growth potential. Goddess of Luck tells us that after the oracle person completes his task, she will give this thing to him." Fornis did not know where to take out a bottle of potion to Alan Passed it over.

　　 "Okay, I accept it, thank you!" Allen took it directly without pretending, he didn't want to pretend to be noble in the face of such a good thing.

　　 "Friends, it's late, I have to go." Looking at the sky, Allen hurriedly left.

　　 "I don't know where Mr. Harris are you going? Let us take you there," Fuerte asked, "I am sorry, Mr. Harris probably hasn't learned how to apparate."

　　 "I need to go to Diagon Alley." Allen looked around the deserted surroundings and didn't mean to reject Folt's kindness at all.

　　 Chief Fornes interjected and said to Fordell: "Fordell, you take the people to rest, let me send our benefactor over."

　　 Fornis kept grabbing Alan’s arm with his paws, and after another brief but strong sense of tearing and dizziness, they appeared at the door of the broken cauldron bar.

　　 Forness once again bowed to Alan and said goodbye, then disappeared in the blink of an eye.

　　 Allen walked into the Broken Cauldron easily. Allen walked around in the Broken Cauldron Bar, and his mother hadn't arrived yet-for women, one accessory can be discussed for a long time, not to mention that they would try a few more pieces even if they didn't buy it. How effective is it on yourself.

　　 "Not bad. I still have some time. I'd better contact Harry. After all, it's not good to miss an appointment." Allen walked quickly to the Owl Contact Station and wanted to hire a qualified owl to contact Harry.

　　 "I don't know if Harry left Diagon Alley." Allen tied the written parchment to the owl's leg.