Chapter 327 Beating Werewolves and Expeling Dementors
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Jing Shen Tian Si
A little over an hour later, a full moon moved in and out of the clouds.
Sirius, Pettigrew, and Lupine slowly walked out of the tree hole, followed by Snape and Aaron, and finally Hermione, Harry, and Ron.
"Abe." Aaron looked at the dazed and confused young dragon in his arms, and explained: "This is the power of time. I came from three hours later."
Abei froze for a moment, his big eyes glanced back and forth between the two masters several times, before he reluctantly accepted the fact.
"Aaron, it won't be a problem to tell it?" Harry asked with some concern.
"It's a problem if you don't tell it." Aaron rolled his eyes.
"That's right." Hermione said, "Abe has already seen us under the Whomping Willow. If we don't explain clearly, a dragon will make a fuss and it will all be over."
Hearing this, Harry was speechless for a moment.
"You can save people after the situation stabilizes later." Aaron said solemnly to Abe, "Professor Snape treats well, the kind that heals after a night's sleep.
As for Ron Weasley, walking is more or less enough, you decide for yourself. "
The corners of Harry's eyes twitched slightly, "This is not appropriate!"
Ow!
The moonlight shines on everyone's faces, and Professor Lupine turns into a werewolf.
Snape drew his wand, and just as he was about to strike, three disarming spells sent him flying.
"Very appropriate, he was merciless when he attacked Professor Snape.
As a Slytherin, I assure you that his leg is fine and that's enough. "Aaron said and put Abe down and let him play by ear.
At this time, the werewolf had already defeated the big black dog, and when he was about to give him a paw, Harry Potter from the past hit the werewolf on the head with a stone, successfully attracting his attention.
"Harry." Aaron shook his head dumbfoundingly, "I know you're worried about Sirius, but you should also pay attention to your own safety!"
"I didn't think about it that much at the time." Harry said fearfully but firmly, "I just knew that I couldn't just sit and watch Sirius die.
He is my godfather and my true kin in this world. "
"Okay! Fortunately, you were not very far away from me at that time. It was really a critical moment, and I..."
"Ouch!!!"
Before Aaron finished speaking, Hermione next to her took a deep breath and howled like a wolf.
As soon as the werewolf approached Harry, he heard the cry of 'the same kind'. He resolutely gave up the prey in front of him and ran towards the direction of the sound.
"What are you doing, Hermione?" Harry asked in astonishment.
"I'm saving your life."
"Actually, you don't need to do this." Aaron patted his forehead speechlessly, "I was just about to make a move."
"I don't know." Hermione said confidently.
"He's coming towards us." Harry gasped as he watched the menacing werewolf getting closer.
"I didn't expect this, run..."
"No need." Aaron waved his hand calmly, "It's just a werewolf, and it's not impossible to beat him."
"Now is not the time to joke." Hermione said incoherently, grabbing Aaron's hand and was about to run deep into the Forbidden Forest, but she didn't pull it after several times.
Aaron shrugged, and calmly broke away from her right hand, "If you don't believe me, you can go first."
Hermione and Harry looked at each other, and stayed behind under tremendous psychological pressure.
"Roar!"
"The Iron Fist of the Fire Dragon."
The werewolf opened his mouth wide and bit him, while Aaron jumped up high, and hit him hard on the chin with his flaming right fist.
boom!
The red flame drew an arc, and the werewolf flew sideways for more than ten meters and hit a tree heavily. Several fangs sprayed into the mud mixed with blood.
After a while, the werewolf got up and roared wildly at Aaron.
"Hey! It seems that the blow is still light."
Aaron snapped his fingers, and red flames appeared in his hands.
He took the initiative to rush over and dealt a crazy meal to the werewolf.
The werewolf basically had no ability to fight back, and was pressed against a tree and pounded violently.
The head, body, limbs, and every part of the front came into close contact with the flame.
"Woo, woo..."
The werewolf lay on the ground, whimpering aggrievedly, looking more miserable than a starving wild dog.
"roll."
Hearing this word, a light flashed in the werewolf's eyes, he staggered up with his half-mature body, and walked lonely into the depths of the Forbidden Forest.
Harry and Hermione watched this scene dumbfounded, nothing but bewildered.
They thought about what kind of powerful magic Aaron would use to subdue the werewolf, but they never expected that it would be a simple and rough use of fists, let alone that he would actually win with his fists.
"Well... don't tell Professor Lupine." Aaron said a little embarrassedly, "He is a good teacher who is dedicated to his duties, and it is somewhat unpleasant to be beaten up by a student like me."
The two looked at each other, then nodded in a daze.
"Just now..." Hermione opened her mouth, "That must not be an ordinary fist?"
"Otherwise?" Aaron rolled his eyes, "That's a werewolf! Just relying on fists without any magic, it may take half a minute to conquer him."
Hermione: …
"What kind of magic is that? I've never seen it in books."
"It's fine if you haven't seen it." Aaron waved his hand and said solemnly: "This is a magic that has disappeared in history, and I learned it at a great price."
After spending a lot of magic points, sacrificing a ferocious dragon, and suffering the pain of being burned by flames, he barely became a dragon slayer wizard.
This experience is enough to be compiled into a book, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it is a legend for ordinary people.
"Poor Lupine, what a rough night," Harry said with emotion.
At this time, the three of them suddenly felt a chill hit them. Looking up, dense dementors flew over, covering the moonlight in the sky.
"Black." Harry thought of his godfather, his expression changed drastically, "Go."
He ran fast and brought the two of them to the lake.
And on the other side of the lake is Sirius in a coma, and Harry Potter using the Patronus Charm to fend off the dementors.
However, the white mist-like energy can only block the attack of one or two dementors. As more and more black shadows grow, the silver light becomes darker and darker, quickly extinguishing.
A dementor flew over Harry's head, making a wheezing sound, followed by Harry's shrill scream.
"It's scary, isn't it?" Aaron smacked his lips, "Harry, I have to admit that your father's generation is really full of talents.
Sirius was able to stay awake after squatting in Azkaban for 12 years, and his willpower is strong enough. "
"Because he's innocent," said Harry.
"I don't deny it, but don't say this scene is innocent, even a holy one can't handle it!"
"Don't worry, someone will come, and he will cast the Patronus Charm to save you." Hermione said boldly.
"Hurry up!" Harry looked towards the place where the figure appeared in his memory, and muttered to himself, "Hurry up!"
Ah!
The old Harry Potter let out another scream, looking shaky.
But it was Sirius Black who was even more miserable. The dementors attacked him much harder than Harry.
A fragile blue-white light spot floated out of his mouth and slowly rose.
"Is that a soul?" Aaron said in surprise, it was the first time he had seen this type of soul, and it looked extremely fragile.
"Why don't you come?"
Hermione said anxiously, she didn't have much confidence at this point.
If that wizard doesn't appear again, Black's soul will be swallowed by the dementors, and even Harry will be in danger.
Aaron was also a little entangled in whether he should make a move. It was related to the reward of [-] magic points. He really couldn't help but watch Sirius die.
"Mommy Fake!"
At the moment when Harry fell into a coma in the past, Aaron finally made a decision and jumped out of the woods.
"Call God Guard!"
A silver raven flew out from the tip of the wand. It croaked loudly and quickly flew towards the unconscious Harry Potter and Sirius.Layers of bright silver light spread in all directions, covering hundreds of meters, and even a few people near the Whompering Willow could see it.
Faced with this powerful and restrained magical power, the dementors were caught off guard and fled in panic.
As the dementor disappeared, the fragile gleam fell back into Sirius' mouth.
After completing the task, the silver raven flew back and stood obediently on Aaron's shoulder.
Aaron touched the raven's feathers, turned around and looked at the two people who were about to pop their eyes out, "I said that I felt a little familiar with this Patronus Charm before, and it turned out that I released it."
"You... this..." Hermione opened her mouth hesitantly, "How did you do it?"
"I already know the Patronus Charm, isn't it natural to drive away the dementors?
You must keep it a secret, I don't want everyone to know. "
"But it's not one or two dementors!" Harry swallowed in disbelief, "You drove away hundreds of dementors, and the Patronus Charm's range is too big!"
"Dumbledore also released the Patronus Charm with the same effect when he was on the Quidditch pitch." Hermione said with a complicated expression, "But he is the headmaster, and is recognized as the strongest white mage, and you..."
Hermione wanted to say that this is not something a third-year wizard could do, but looking at the silver raven on Aaron's shoulder, she couldn't say anything.
It was only then that Aaron realized that the scenery was too much this time. With a thought, the raven on his shoulder turned into a light spot and dissipated. He also staggered and almost fell to the ground without standing still.
"It's all right!" Hermione and Harry immediately helped him up.
"The magic power consumption is serious, and it is estimated that I will have to rest for one night." Aaron said weakly.
"Really?" A look of doubt flashed in Hermione's eyes, why do you think this is acting?
"Of course it's true." Aaron raised his right hand tiredly, "Take a look if you don't believe me."
Hermione froze for a moment, and found that Aaron was not wearing the magic ring, which meant that he was going all out this time, and this explanation made sense.
Sirius, Pettigrew, and Lupine slowly walked out of the tree hole, followed by Snape and Aaron, and finally Hermione, Harry, and Ron.
"Abe." Aaron looked at the dazed and confused young dragon in his arms, and explained: "This is the power of time. I came from three hours later."
Abei froze for a moment, his big eyes glanced back and forth between the two masters several times, before he reluctantly accepted the fact.
"Aaron, it won't be a problem to tell it?" Harry asked with some concern.
"It's a problem if you don't tell it." Aaron rolled his eyes.
"That's right." Hermione said, "Abe has already seen us under the Whomping Willow. If we don't explain clearly, a dragon will make a fuss and it will all be over."
Hearing this, Harry was speechless for a moment.
"You can save people after the situation stabilizes later." Aaron said solemnly to Abe, "Professor Snape treats well, the kind that heals after a night's sleep.
As for Ron Weasley, walking is more or less enough, you decide for yourself. "
The corners of Harry's eyes twitched slightly, "This is not appropriate!"
Ow!
The moonlight shines on everyone's faces, and Professor Lupine turns into a werewolf.
Snape drew his wand, and just as he was about to strike, three disarming spells sent him flying.
"Very appropriate, he was merciless when he attacked Professor Snape.
As a Slytherin, I assure you that his leg is fine and that's enough. "Aaron said and put Abe down and let him play by ear.
At this time, the werewolf had already defeated the big black dog, and when he was about to give him a paw, Harry Potter from the past hit the werewolf on the head with a stone, successfully attracting his attention.
"Harry." Aaron shook his head dumbfoundingly, "I know you're worried about Sirius, but you should also pay attention to your own safety!"
"I didn't think about it that much at the time." Harry said fearfully but firmly, "I just knew that I couldn't just sit and watch Sirius die.
He is my godfather and my true kin in this world. "
"Okay! Fortunately, you were not very far away from me at that time. It was really a critical moment, and I..."
"Ouch!!!"
Before Aaron finished speaking, Hermione next to her took a deep breath and howled like a wolf.
As soon as the werewolf approached Harry, he heard the cry of 'the same kind'. He resolutely gave up the prey in front of him and ran towards the direction of the sound.
"What are you doing, Hermione?" Harry asked in astonishment.
"I'm saving your life."
"Actually, you don't need to do this." Aaron patted his forehead speechlessly, "I was just about to make a move."
"I don't know." Hermione said confidently.
"He's coming towards us." Harry gasped as he watched the menacing werewolf getting closer.
"I didn't expect this, run..."
"No need." Aaron waved his hand calmly, "It's just a werewolf, and it's not impossible to beat him."
"Now is not the time to joke." Hermione said incoherently, grabbing Aaron's hand and was about to run deep into the Forbidden Forest, but she didn't pull it after several times.
Aaron shrugged, and calmly broke away from her right hand, "If you don't believe me, you can go first."
Hermione and Harry looked at each other, and stayed behind under tremendous psychological pressure.
"Roar!"
"The Iron Fist of the Fire Dragon."
The werewolf opened his mouth wide and bit him, while Aaron jumped up high, and hit him hard on the chin with his flaming right fist.
boom!
The red flame drew an arc, and the werewolf flew sideways for more than ten meters and hit a tree heavily. Several fangs sprayed into the mud mixed with blood.
After a while, the werewolf got up and roared wildly at Aaron.
"Hey! It seems that the blow is still light."
Aaron snapped his fingers, and red flames appeared in his hands.
He took the initiative to rush over and dealt a crazy meal to the werewolf.
The werewolf basically had no ability to fight back, and was pressed against a tree and pounded violently.
The head, body, limbs, and every part of the front came into close contact with the flame.
"Woo, woo..."
The werewolf lay on the ground, whimpering aggrievedly, looking more miserable than a starving wild dog.
"roll."
Hearing this word, a light flashed in the werewolf's eyes, he staggered up with his half-mature body, and walked lonely into the depths of the Forbidden Forest.
Harry and Hermione watched this scene dumbfounded, nothing but bewildered.
They thought about what kind of powerful magic Aaron would use to subdue the werewolf, but they never expected that it would be a simple and rough use of fists, let alone that he would actually win with his fists.
"Well... don't tell Professor Lupine." Aaron said a little embarrassedly, "He is a good teacher who is dedicated to his duties, and it is somewhat unpleasant to be beaten up by a student like me."
The two looked at each other, then nodded in a daze.
"Just now..." Hermione opened her mouth, "That must not be an ordinary fist?"
"Otherwise?" Aaron rolled his eyes, "That's a werewolf! Just relying on fists without any magic, it may take half a minute to conquer him."
Hermione: …
"What kind of magic is that? I've never seen it in books."
"It's fine if you haven't seen it." Aaron waved his hand and said solemnly: "This is a magic that has disappeared in history, and I learned it at a great price."
After spending a lot of magic points, sacrificing a ferocious dragon, and suffering the pain of being burned by flames, he barely became a dragon slayer wizard.
This experience is enough to be compiled into a book, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it is a legend for ordinary people.
"Poor Lupine, what a rough night," Harry said with emotion.
At this time, the three of them suddenly felt a chill hit them. Looking up, dense dementors flew over, covering the moonlight in the sky.
"Black." Harry thought of his godfather, his expression changed drastically, "Go."
He ran fast and brought the two of them to the lake.
And on the other side of the lake is Sirius in a coma, and Harry Potter using the Patronus Charm to fend off the dementors.
However, the white mist-like energy can only block the attack of one or two dementors. As more and more black shadows grow, the silver light becomes darker and darker, quickly extinguishing.
A dementor flew over Harry's head, making a wheezing sound, followed by Harry's shrill scream.
"It's scary, isn't it?" Aaron smacked his lips, "Harry, I have to admit that your father's generation is really full of talents.
Sirius was able to stay awake after squatting in Azkaban for 12 years, and his willpower is strong enough. "
"Because he's innocent," said Harry.
"I don't deny it, but don't say this scene is innocent, even a holy one can't handle it!"
"Don't worry, someone will come, and he will cast the Patronus Charm to save you." Hermione said boldly.
"Hurry up!" Harry looked towards the place where the figure appeared in his memory, and muttered to himself, "Hurry up!"
Ah!
The old Harry Potter let out another scream, looking shaky.
But it was Sirius Black who was even more miserable. The dementors attacked him much harder than Harry.
A fragile blue-white light spot floated out of his mouth and slowly rose.
"Is that a soul?" Aaron said in surprise, it was the first time he had seen this type of soul, and it looked extremely fragile.
"Why don't you come?"
Hermione said anxiously, she didn't have much confidence at this point.
If that wizard doesn't appear again, Black's soul will be swallowed by the dementors, and even Harry will be in danger.
Aaron was also a little entangled in whether he should make a move. It was related to the reward of [-] magic points. He really couldn't help but watch Sirius die.
"Mommy Fake!"
At the moment when Harry fell into a coma in the past, Aaron finally made a decision and jumped out of the woods.
"Call God Guard!"
A silver raven flew out from the tip of the wand. It croaked loudly and quickly flew towards the unconscious Harry Potter and Sirius.Layers of bright silver light spread in all directions, covering hundreds of meters, and even a few people near the Whompering Willow could see it.
Faced with this powerful and restrained magical power, the dementors were caught off guard and fled in panic.
As the dementor disappeared, the fragile gleam fell back into Sirius' mouth.
After completing the task, the silver raven flew back and stood obediently on Aaron's shoulder.
Aaron touched the raven's feathers, turned around and looked at the two people who were about to pop their eyes out, "I said that I felt a little familiar with this Patronus Charm before, and it turned out that I released it."
"You... this..." Hermione opened her mouth hesitantly, "How did you do it?"
"I already know the Patronus Charm, isn't it natural to drive away the dementors?
You must keep it a secret, I don't want everyone to know. "
"But it's not one or two dementors!" Harry swallowed in disbelief, "You drove away hundreds of dementors, and the Patronus Charm's range is too big!"
"Dumbledore also released the Patronus Charm with the same effect when he was on the Quidditch pitch." Hermione said with a complicated expression, "But he is the headmaster, and is recognized as the strongest white mage, and you..."
Hermione wanted to say that this is not something a third-year wizard could do, but looking at the silver raven on Aaron's shoulder, she couldn't say anything.
It was only then that Aaron realized that the scenery was too much this time. With a thought, the raven on his shoulder turned into a light spot and dissipated. He also staggered and almost fell to the ground without standing still.
"It's all right!" Hermione and Harry immediately helped him up.
"The magic power consumption is serious, and it is estimated that I will have to rest for one night." Aaron said weakly.
"Really?" A look of doubt flashed in Hermione's eyes, why do you think this is acting?
"Of course it's true." Aaron raised his right hand tiredly, "Take a look if you don't believe me."
Hermione froze for a moment, and found that Aaron was not wearing the magic ring, which meant that he was going all out this time, and this explanation made sense.
