Chapter 211 The Patronus Curse and the Dementor’s Waste Utilization

The little wizards sat in the audience, looking forward to the next new lesson, and watched helplessly as Dracula took out a... trash can?

"Professor, don't we have class?" One of the little wizards in the audience asked, "Are you bringing a trash can also for class?"

Looking at this trash can, the little wizards all felt something was wrong.

They always feel that according to Professor Dracula's past style, no matter what he takes out in the classroom, it will most likely be the teaching equipment for this class.

If they were allowed to use trash cans to practice resisting Dementors... Could it be that they had to fight fire with fire, using the rotten smell of garbage in the trash cans to fight against the rotten smell of Dementors?

The little wizards who had been thinking a lot shuddered, feeling that this Defense Against the Dark Arts class that they were looking forward to had turned into despair...

"What are you thinking about?" Dracula put the trash can on the lectern and looked at the aggrieved faces of the little wizards with amusement. "This trash can is just a container. It was thrown around on the train at that time. The one I took was quite clean, so I didn’t bother to change it.”

He pointed to the trash can on the lecture table and lifted the lid. "What's inside is the teaching equipment for this class."

As he spoke, Dracula raised the corners of his lips and lightly snapped his fingers.

The tables and chairs under the stage, together with the little wizards sitting in their respective seats, were pushed to the perimeter of the classroom by an invisible force, forming a circle.

Afterwards, Dracula reached into the trash can that had been cast a traceless stretching spell, pulled out a dementor, placed it in the middle of the classroom, and tied it with a rope that exuded silver light. Tie it up to prevent it from wandering around and affecting students.

As soon as this Dementor came out, he felt the joy in the hearts of so many young and lively wizards around him, and subconsciously opened his empty mouth under his hood, preparing to suck away their happiness.

Dementors who have spent most of their lives on a desperate island like Azkaban have never seen such a wealthy environment. Taking a single puff here is equivalent to completely picking up the emotional wool of all the prisoners in Azkaban.

However, just when it was about to absorb the emotions, a silver hand suddenly appeared on its head and slapped it. The powerful patron saint power covered in the hand almost slapped the Dementor's head away. .

"Be honest, it's not time for you to eat yet." Dracula reminded him calmly.

The Dementor suddenly calmed down.

Even though it doesn't have much intelligence, its experience in the trash can has made it worse than death...

From time to time, that terrible man would do an experiment with the Dementors in the trash can, using his foul Patronus spell to test the Dementors' reaction when facing the Patronus, and analyze the Dementors' situation when they were surrounded by the Patronus. The feeling of the environment, experimenting with the effect of multiple dementors working together to fight against the patron saint...

In order to test specific data, Dracula sometimes amplified the energy of the Patronus Spell to a very powerful level, and thus accidentally destroyed many dementors.

This was one of the reasons why he felt happy about getting a lot more Dementors. These are all his experimental materials!

On the opposite side are the dementors.

This group of "prisoners of war" have become completely obedient since they saw their first companion being eliminated. They stay in the small space of the trash can every day with fear, fearing that one day they will be selected for experiments and then disappear...

The Dementor who was found today to cooperate with the young wizards in learning the Patronus Charm was originally in despair, but after it came out, instead of being directly used for experiments, it came to a place where the smell of joy was everywhere.

At this time, under Dracula's punishment, the lucky Dementor stayed where he was, restraining his mouthparts and trying not to release any dark aura that would make people feel chilled.

"Teaching begins next." Dracula saw that the dementors had calmed down, nodded with satisfaction, and turned his attention to the little wizards in the classroom.

"Everyone looks at the middle of the classroom. This ugly thing is what we are going to talk about today. I believe you have already seen this kind of weird thing on the train on the way to Hogwarts before the start of school."

"Dementors are one of the darkest and most evil creatures in the entire magical world. They often appear in groups in the darkest and filthiest places, living in corrupt and desperate environments, leaving nothing in the air around them. Peace, hope and joy sucked dry."

"In order to save costs, the Ministry of Magic hired this creature as the guard of Azkaban Prison, believing that no prisoner could escape from the dementors."

At this point, Dracula sneered.

"Speaking of which, the record of no one escaping from Azkaban was broken not long ago. It seems that the dementors are not as omnipotent as the wizards imagined."

The little wizards glanced at Harry subconsciously.

They all knew more or less that the reason why one of the most evil Death Eaters in the legend escaped from prison was to kill the Boy-Who-Lived for the mysterious man.

"Although the Ministry of Magic regards this kind of thing as its own employees, and even the current Minister is willing to come to Hogwarts to beg for these free labors," Dracula smiled sarcastically, "But, I don't Don't think they're really as harmless as regular Ministry employees."

"Most of the students here must have experienced that dementors can suck away human happiness, affect people's minds, and in more serious cases can cause symptoms such as fainting and even mental disorder..."

"In fact, what you experience is at best a side effect when facing dementors, and it cannot reach the impact caused by dementors when they attack."

"Under the attack of dementors, wizards often feel that the surrounding light is being sucked out, and they gradually fall into darkness. Their courage and hope fade away, and emptiness gradually takes over their hearts. If they cannot be rescued in time, their souls will eventually be sucked——"

"The way dementors absorb souls is called: 'Dementor's Kiss'. Its power and effect can be referred to the Death Curse I explained to you in the duel club last semester."

While explaining about the Dementors, Dracula walked up to the Dementor who was staying in the center of the classroom.

"This is a rare opportunity. I can show you how a Dementor performs the 'Dementor's Kiss'... As always, the old rule is to first find an experiment subject who is brave enough to contribute to our teaching cause."

He snapped his fingers, summoned a mouse from the depths of the castle dungeon, held the mouse's tail and placed it in front of the Dementor's hood.

Then, Dracula took off the hood on the Dementor's head.

It was an ugly, hideous face, with only thin crusted gray skin where the eyes should be, monotonously covering the empty eye sockets.

A vortex that seemed to be composed of gas and liquid was located on the lower half of the face. The vortex was like a big mouth that wanted to choose people and devour them, with a faint and soul-stirring power.

"Come on, I've prepared a food for you. Let's show everyone your 'Dementor's Kiss'!"

Dracula held the mouse and dangled it near the Dementor's "mouth" and said enthusiastically.

Dementor: "?"

What he eats is the emotion of happiness. What kind of happiness can a rat have? Ugly rejection!

"Oh? It seems that you are not hungry yet, and you are still picky about food." Dracula smiled gently and said softly, "Forget it, I won't force you."

His "gentle" smile seemed to have no warmth, causing the little wizards in the classroom to shudder.

"This dementor is useless, let's replace it with one that is willing to cooperate." Dracula said gently, "Anyway, there is still plenty of stock in the trash can!"

The silver rope wrapped around the Dementor's body to restrict its movement suddenly changed its form, as if it turned into a burning silver flame, burning from the position close to the Dementor's skin.

The dementor suddenly felt a pain that came from the depths of his soul. The old and dirty cloak on his body gradually turned into ashes, revealing his thin, scabbed gray skin.

Soon, the skin turned into powder, and there was nothing inside!

The Dementor struggled violently and kept making strange sounds like "clucking and squeaking" like a guttural roar before death, constantly sending feelings of repentance to Dracula.

However, Dracula did not intend to pay attention to it. Instead, with a wave of his hand, he accelerated the Dementor's death process and completely annihilated its body in the center of the classroom.

"Tsk, I really couldn't hold it back." Dracula looked at the middle of the empty classroom and shrugged helplessly, "Well... occasionally destroy one or two dementors, there shouldn't be any in Andros. Isn’t that a big problem?”

Then, he fished out another dementor from the trash can.

This dementor had long sensed the tragic situation of its kind before it died, and almost immediately restrained its frightening aura, consciously flew to the center of the Defense Against Dark Arts classroom, opened its hood and got close to the dementor. In front of the mouse held by Dracula.

It was the same as the previous one, it had no eyes, only a layer of gray skin covering the empty eye sockets, and its mouth was a large shapeless hole, sucking in the air in front of it with a horrifying "squeaking" sound.

The mouse had no room to resist. It kicked its four feet feebly, and then the new dementor sucked a gray spot of light out of its mouth and sucked it into the shapeless hole.

Then, the mouse's eyes lost their expression and the whole body drooped.

Although the expression on the Dementor's face could not be distinguished by the little wizards, it could be seen from its movements that the soul of the mouse was obviously not delicious.

It covered its mouth with its dry palms and made a gasping sound, as if a Muggle food connoisseur had tasted a big mouthful of nine-turn large intestine...

"A very exciting demonstration, did you see it clearly?" Dracula smiled with satisfaction and said to the little wizards.

"Dementors are fully capable of killing wizards. Don't think that dementors are no threat to you just because you have no painful experiences and won't have violent reactions like Potter!"

Looking at Shushu who was thrown to the ground by Dracula without any signs of survival, the little wizards who were still very confident nodded with satisfaction and hurriedly wrote this down in their notebooks. .

"Professor, how are we going to deal with the dementors?" Harry raised his hand and asked impatiently.

As a young wizard deeply affected by dementors, he was worried that dementors would suddenly appear in the next Quidditch match.

If they can learn to deal with Dementors, then the Gryffindor team might still have a chance to win this Quidditch Cup!

"Well, I will talk about this next." Dracula nodded lightly, "Miss Granger mentioned before when she asked a question that a magic spell is needed to resist dementors - the Patronus Charm!"

"There is a saying in the magic world that Dementors cannot be killed or harmed by any magic. Only the Patronus Charm can expel them."

"But... Professor, didn't you just kill a dementor?" A young wizard asked curiously.

"That's right, that's why I said it's just a saying in the magic world." Dracula smiled and nodded, "But for ordinary wizards, being able to use the Patronus Charm is very difficult in itself, and even more so Not to mention changing the form of the Patronus Charm and adding additional lethality to this spell."

"So, in a sense, this statement can't be wrong."

"Then how does this magic work?" Harry asked nervously as he sat in his seat.

"When the Patronus Charm is used correctly, it summons a Patronus," said Dracula. "A Patronus is a protection against the Dementors—a guardian between you and the Dementors. Act as a shield.”

"The Patronus is a positive force. What it advocates is exactly the food of the dementors - hope, happiness, and the desire to live. However, it cannot feel despair like real people, so the dementors cannot harm it. it."

"Miss Granger is right, this kind of spell may be too advanced for you young people. After all, many senior wizards have difficulty using this kind of spell."

"But the way I use the Patronus Spell is a little different from others, which may help you learn the method faster." Dracula continued, "Of course, whether you can learn it depends on your understanding. I can't Let those who don’t study hard slow down your progress!”

"What does the Patronus look like?" A young wizard asked, "Will he summon a god to help us drive away the dementors? If I were to choose, I must summon the beautiful Aphrodite."

As he spoke, red hearts began to appear in the little wizard's eyes.

"You'd better really want to use the Patronus to drive away the Dementors..." Dracula glanced at him with disgust, "In fact, each Patronus looks different, depending on the wizard who summoned it - —”

"But! There will be no humanoid patron saint summoned. Everyone's patron saint is an animal! So, if you have any bad thoughts, don't daydream there."

"Oh..." It can be seen that many young wizards are less excited.

"Okay, don't think about what is and is not, we are still in class." Dracula shook his head with a smile, "When using the Patronus Charm, you must concentrate your mind and try your best to recall a certain happy event. , it can be effective.”

"For example, when you saw Professor Snape dressed as a woman just now, did everyone laugh happily? Some students who really can't remember any happy times can think of Professor Snape dressed as a woman while summoning Patronus.”

"The spell goes like this-" Dracula raised his wand.

"Calling God to protect (expe)."

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