Chapter 185 Calling for divine protection!
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He Dian Bai Kai Shui
"I'm hungry...eat...ah..."
As the train traveled north, the scenery outside the window became more and more desolate, and the sky gradually became darker.
Suer was leaning against the backrest and nodding his head, drowsily.
As thin as a mosquito or fly, an unreal sound reached my ears.
"Who." Soul suddenly woke up and looked around, but there was no one except Neville who was already asleep and Hermione and Hannah who were reading a book opposite.
"What's wrong?" Hermione looked over curiously.
"Did you hear anything?" Soul asked.
"Yes." Hermione nodded and pointed under the seat, "The sound of the train eating and eating, oh, and the disturbing sound of rain outside."
Soul was amused by Hermione, but the next moment, the scene outside the window made him frown.
There was something wrong with the gloomy weather. I don't know when it started, but the rain began to fall, hitting the windows diagonally.
Suer tried his best to stick to the glass to see clearly what was going on outside, but the rain curtain blocked his view, and the window outside the window had turned into a watery gray.
He was sure that the whisper he heard just now was definitely not an illusion.
Damn it, how could I forget that there are dementors on this train! ! !
"What's going on?" Hermione became more and more curious. She looked at Soul's expression becoming more solemn and took out her wand.
"Hey, why is the train slowing down? Is it my imagination?"
"I'm afraid not." Soul clenched his wand and stood up from his seat. There was a ping-pong sound in the distance. Neville blew a snot bubble and woke up.
"What's wrong, are you here yet?" he asked drowsily.
"It can't be there yet," Hermione said, glancing at her watch.
The train became slower and slower, and the sound of wheels rubbing against the track disappeared, making the sound of wind and rain outside the train louder than before.
For no reason, because the sky was dark, all the lights turned on were turned off, leaving everyone in complete darkness.
"What's going on?" Neville said in panic.
"Don't worry, Neville, I'll go take a look." Soul raised his wand, cast a fluorescent spell, and patted Neville on the shoulder to signal him to give way.
Sur struggled and squeezed out through the narrow gap, but he didn't take a few steps.
"Crash..." The sliding door was opened, and a head poked out of the door. Sur shook his hand and almost let him out with a magic spell.
"Ginny?" Hermione asked, "What are you doing?"
"I'm looking for Ron -" Ginny said. "Do you know where they went?"
"It's probably in front. I'm about to go over and take a look at the situation. Why don't you come in first? It sounds like a mess outside." Suer said.
Ginny came in, and the sliding door slammed shut. With the help of the light of the fluorescent spell, she successfully squeezed in with Hermione and the others.
"Meow!!" Crookshanks suddenly arched his body, his orange hair exploded, his claws bounced out, and he let out a demonstrative, low roar in the direction of the door.
"What happened? Is there something out there? Crookshanks."
Along with Hermione's voice, there was the sound of the sliding door sliding open again.
Under the faint light of the lighting spell in Sur's hand, one could see a cloaked figure standing at the door, tall and big, almost touching the ceiling, surrounded by an invisible and ominous aura.
"Who?" Hermione looked out the door with a trembling voice.
Alarm bells were ringing in Soul's mind - it was a dementor!
Subconsciously, he cast an explosive spell.
"Bang, bang!" The explosion spell hit the target, and the Dementor took a few steps back lightly, revealing its gray-white face covered with spots under the hood. There was only a dark hole on the face. in the mouth.
"Ah!" Hannah screamed. The Dementor seemed a little angry at the sudden spell. It slowly approached, "Hiss..."
A biting chill swept over him, and the air seemed to become stagnant all of a sudden.
A feeling of powerlessness spread from the body to the limbs.
"Damn it! How could I forget! The spell doesn't work on Dementors." Suer managed to maintain his weakened body.
"Calling for God's Guard! Calling for God's Guard! Calling for God's Guard!" He chanted the spell over and over again, but there was no response from the wand.
The dementor seemed dissatisfied with sucking at the door. It wanted to come in and suck more...
"Hungry...eat..." Suer heard the voice again, and the dementors floated in bit by bit.
A thick, deep aura of despair swept over him wave after wave.
"Bang..." Neville fainted, and the back of his head hit the table hard.
"Meow!!" Crookshanks screamed even more shrilly.
The happiness seemed to have completely dissipated under the dementor's absorption just now. He could not feel any warm emotions at all, and there was only a cold feeling in his mind.
"Calling God's Guards! Damn it, come out!!" Sur gritted his teeth and stood in front of Hermione and the others.
The dementor got closer and closer, and it stretched out its gray-white hands covered with mucus and spots hidden under its cloak.
It looked like a rotten hand that had been soaked in water for a long time.
It seemed to want to push away Sur's body. It seemed that the sweetness behind Sur was more attractive to the dementor. It was not ruled out that it wanted to get rid of Sur first, and then slowly taste the sweet snacks behind it.
Despair is like the waves in the stormy sea, and Sur is like a fragile reef, firmly and silently bearing the impact of the waves.
Sur felt that his soul was leaving his body. He was shaky, but he still stood in front of everyone and could not retreat. Behind him were the people he needed to protect.
Professor Flitwick's teaching voice rang in his ears.
"Patronus Charm, why do you think it is called the Patronus Charm? Instead of some other name?"
"Guarding is a very broad concept, but without exception, all defensive spells have one thing in common. Their purpose is to protect and protect everything that is cherished behind them."
"For the Patronus Charm, a purely emotional magic, it is far more sensitive to emotions than other types of defensive spells. In other words, it is an amplification of a wizard's positive emotions."
"Maybe you can't understand this concept yet, that's okay, first get familiar with it through incantations and gestures, get familiar with this magic spell..."
"A spell, in short, is an amplification of a wizard's emotions. When releasing a spell, if you have strong determination, then it can be easily released. By then, the correct casting gestures will not be so important. , However, this is not what you are exposed to now, this is a deeper level of magic use. Now, watch my movements carefully and be clear when reciting the incantation..."
Professor Flitwick's voice was fragmentary, far away, and sounded like a dull bell.
By the way, it is protection, the determination to protect the person behind you.
Who do I want to protect?Protecting Hermione also protects the companions behind her.
"Invoke the Divine Guards!" Sur waved the wand again. Even though his body became weak due to the approach of the Dementors, his voice was full of power.
This time it was successful, and wisps of hazy light danced on the tip of Sur's staff, just like when he first saw the Patronus Charm in the bar in Hogsmeade.
There is no absolutely invincible creature, just like Dementors, their resistance to the Patronus Charm is almost zero.
When a ray of silvery white light came out from the tip of Sur's staff, the dementor let out an inhuman scream and floated back a certain distance.
The car was getting brighter and brighter, illuminating Sur's pale face, but the despair on that face had disappeared, replaced by a smile.
Su Er completely understood what the most important point of the Patronus Charm was. Happiness was only its catalyst, a blind medicine. If you want to condense the essence of the Patronus, the key is the determination to protect it.
"Come on." Soul whispered.
As he moved forward, the dementor stepped back. In just a few steps, the dementor that was trying to break in and absorb the soul was already unable to retreat.
"Boom..." There was an imperceptible sound, and a silver-white claw stretched out from the bunched silk threads at the tip of the staff, like a baby animal breaking out of its shell, and it came out bit by bit. .
The light of the Patronus Charm illuminates the entire carriage - the new-born Patronus is making an announcement to the world.
The Dementor silently huddled in the corner, trying to find a shadow where it could hide, but under this powerful light, it could only break and melt bit by bit.
As the train traveled north, the scenery outside the window became more and more desolate, and the sky gradually became darker.
Suer was leaning against the backrest and nodding his head, drowsily.
As thin as a mosquito or fly, an unreal sound reached my ears.
"Who." Soul suddenly woke up and looked around, but there was no one except Neville who was already asleep and Hermione and Hannah who were reading a book opposite.
"What's wrong?" Hermione looked over curiously.
"Did you hear anything?" Soul asked.
"Yes." Hermione nodded and pointed under the seat, "The sound of the train eating and eating, oh, and the disturbing sound of rain outside."
Soul was amused by Hermione, but the next moment, the scene outside the window made him frown.
There was something wrong with the gloomy weather. I don't know when it started, but the rain began to fall, hitting the windows diagonally.
Suer tried his best to stick to the glass to see clearly what was going on outside, but the rain curtain blocked his view, and the window outside the window had turned into a watery gray.
He was sure that the whisper he heard just now was definitely not an illusion.
Damn it, how could I forget that there are dementors on this train! ! !
"What's going on?" Hermione became more and more curious. She looked at Soul's expression becoming more solemn and took out her wand.
"Hey, why is the train slowing down? Is it my imagination?"
"I'm afraid not." Soul clenched his wand and stood up from his seat. There was a ping-pong sound in the distance. Neville blew a snot bubble and woke up.
"What's wrong, are you here yet?" he asked drowsily.
"It can't be there yet," Hermione said, glancing at her watch.
The train became slower and slower, and the sound of wheels rubbing against the track disappeared, making the sound of wind and rain outside the train louder than before.
For no reason, because the sky was dark, all the lights turned on were turned off, leaving everyone in complete darkness.
"What's going on?" Neville said in panic.
"Don't worry, Neville, I'll go take a look." Soul raised his wand, cast a fluorescent spell, and patted Neville on the shoulder to signal him to give way.
Sur struggled and squeezed out through the narrow gap, but he didn't take a few steps.
"Crash..." The sliding door was opened, and a head poked out of the door. Sur shook his hand and almost let him out with a magic spell.
"Ginny?" Hermione asked, "What are you doing?"
"I'm looking for Ron -" Ginny said. "Do you know where they went?"
"It's probably in front. I'm about to go over and take a look at the situation. Why don't you come in first? It sounds like a mess outside." Suer said.
Ginny came in, and the sliding door slammed shut. With the help of the light of the fluorescent spell, she successfully squeezed in with Hermione and the others.
"Meow!!" Crookshanks suddenly arched his body, his orange hair exploded, his claws bounced out, and he let out a demonstrative, low roar in the direction of the door.
"What happened? Is there something out there? Crookshanks."
Along with Hermione's voice, there was the sound of the sliding door sliding open again.
Under the faint light of the lighting spell in Sur's hand, one could see a cloaked figure standing at the door, tall and big, almost touching the ceiling, surrounded by an invisible and ominous aura.
"Who?" Hermione looked out the door with a trembling voice.
Alarm bells were ringing in Soul's mind - it was a dementor!
Subconsciously, he cast an explosive spell.
"Bang, bang!" The explosion spell hit the target, and the Dementor took a few steps back lightly, revealing its gray-white face covered with spots under the hood. There was only a dark hole on the face. in the mouth.
"Ah!" Hannah screamed. The Dementor seemed a little angry at the sudden spell. It slowly approached, "Hiss..."
A biting chill swept over him, and the air seemed to become stagnant all of a sudden.
A feeling of powerlessness spread from the body to the limbs.
"Damn it! How could I forget! The spell doesn't work on Dementors." Suer managed to maintain his weakened body.
"Calling for God's Guard! Calling for God's Guard! Calling for God's Guard!" He chanted the spell over and over again, but there was no response from the wand.
The dementor seemed dissatisfied with sucking at the door. It wanted to come in and suck more...
"Hungry...eat..." Suer heard the voice again, and the dementors floated in bit by bit.
A thick, deep aura of despair swept over him wave after wave.
"Bang..." Neville fainted, and the back of his head hit the table hard.
"Meow!!" Crookshanks screamed even more shrilly.
The happiness seemed to have completely dissipated under the dementor's absorption just now. He could not feel any warm emotions at all, and there was only a cold feeling in his mind.
"Calling God's Guards! Damn it, come out!!" Sur gritted his teeth and stood in front of Hermione and the others.
The dementor got closer and closer, and it stretched out its gray-white hands covered with mucus and spots hidden under its cloak.
It looked like a rotten hand that had been soaked in water for a long time.
It seemed to want to push away Sur's body. It seemed that the sweetness behind Sur was more attractive to the dementor. It was not ruled out that it wanted to get rid of Sur first, and then slowly taste the sweet snacks behind it.
Despair is like the waves in the stormy sea, and Sur is like a fragile reef, firmly and silently bearing the impact of the waves.
Sur felt that his soul was leaving his body. He was shaky, but he still stood in front of everyone and could not retreat. Behind him were the people he needed to protect.
Professor Flitwick's teaching voice rang in his ears.
"Patronus Charm, why do you think it is called the Patronus Charm? Instead of some other name?"
"Guarding is a very broad concept, but without exception, all defensive spells have one thing in common. Their purpose is to protect and protect everything that is cherished behind them."
"For the Patronus Charm, a purely emotional magic, it is far more sensitive to emotions than other types of defensive spells. In other words, it is an amplification of a wizard's positive emotions."
"Maybe you can't understand this concept yet, that's okay, first get familiar with it through incantations and gestures, get familiar with this magic spell..."
"A spell, in short, is an amplification of a wizard's emotions. When releasing a spell, if you have strong determination, then it can be easily released. By then, the correct casting gestures will not be so important. , However, this is not what you are exposed to now, this is a deeper level of magic use. Now, watch my movements carefully and be clear when reciting the incantation..."
Professor Flitwick's voice was fragmentary, far away, and sounded like a dull bell.
By the way, it is protection, the determination to protect the person behind you.
Who do I want to protect?Protecting Hermione also protects the companions behind her.
"Invoke the Divine Guards!" Sur waved the wand again. Even though his body became weak due to the approach of the Dementors, his voice was full of power.
This time it was successful, and wisps of hazy light danced on the tip of Sur's staff, just like when he first saw the Patronus Charm in the bar in Hogsmeade.
There is no absolutely invincible creature, just like Dementors, their resistance to the Patronus Charm is almost zero.
When a ray of silvery white light came out from the tip of Sur's staff, the dementor let out an inhuman scream and floated back a certain distance.
The car was getting brighter and brighter, illuminating Sur's pale face, but the despair on that face had disappeared, replaced by a smile.
Su Er completely understood what the most important point of the Patronus Charm was. Happiness was only its catalyst, a blind medicine. If you want to condense the essence of the Patronus, the key is the determination to protect it.
"Come on." Soul whispered.
As he moved forward, the dementor stepped back. In just a few steps, the dementor that was trying to break in and absorb the soul was already unable to retreat.
"Boom..." There was an imperceptible sound, and a silver-white claw stretched out from the bunched silk threads at the tip of the staff, like a baby animal breaking out of its shell, and it came out bit by bit. .
The light of the Patronus Charm illuminates the entire carriage - the new-born Patronus is making an announcement to the world.
The Dementor silently huddled in the corner, trying to find a shadow where it could hide, but under this powerful light, it could only break and melt bit by bit.
