Chapter 267: Famous School, So Terrifying
Karkaroff tried his best to deny what he saw, and kept telling himself that the flying guardian angels in the sky were just some kind of illusion.
But the one-sided battle in the sky reminded him that all of this was so real that it was impossible to avoid.
Although there were a large number of Dementors, a dark mass that seemed like an endless tide, they seemed extremely fragile under the fierce attack of the Patronuses, and were smashed and fled like pieces of paper.
The patronuses flew back and forth in the air, and wherever they went, the Dementors fled in panic, making strange wailing sounds.
The silvery-white light shines in the sky, as dazzling as festive fireworks.
Karkaroff had a lot to say, but every word was stuck in his throat and he couldn't say it.
The corners of his mouth couldn't help twitching, and countless voices kept echoing in his mind.
how can that be possible?
How on earth is this possible!
Who can tell me what's going on with these guardian gods all over the sky? !
Are you sure this wasn't released by the Hogwarts professors hiding among the students?
How did these students do it?
And the silver-white light curtain covering all the audience stands is all formed by non-physical guardian gods.
We are all in the education field, how come your Hogwarts is so outstanding!
The scene before him completely overturned his understanding of the Patronus Charm. Glancing at the Durmstrang students who were still in a daze, Karkaroff felt so choked up that he could hardly breathe.
He had to admit that his students had been completely crushed in the battle with Hogwarts.
Hey......
He sighed in his heart, full of helplessness and frustration.
Dumbledore looked a little strange.
At first, his rage was almost uncontrollable, angry that the Dementors had dared to enter the campus and cause trouble during the school's Quidditch game, even trying to attack the players, despite ignoring the protocol.
If Sebastian hadn't stopped him, he really wanted to teach these guys a lesson.
But seeing the Patronuses flying all over the sky and Karkaroff's changing expression, Dumbledore's anger quickly subsided, replaced by a strange sense of satisfaction.
The corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise slightly, revealing an unfathomable smile.
Tsk tsk——
This feeling is as comfortable as drinking an ice-cold cola in the hot summer.
Cool!
Comrade Karkaroff was not patient at all. Several Dementors scared him so much that he couldn't sit still. He is still too young.
Didn’t you see that many of the professors at Hogwarts weren’t worried?
Dumbledore looked at the students who were releasing their Patronuses to their heart's content and stroked his beard happily.
The little ones are studying so hard, so let them have some fun.
Only by releasing the pressure can you study better.
However, the little guys attacked very fiercely, and some Dementors were almost beaten to pieces.
This is not good. After all, the Dementors are official employees of the Ministry of Magic. It is enough to teach them a lesson. If they are really killed, it will be embarrassing for the Ministry of Magic.
Thinking of this, Dumbledore stood up and gave instructions to the professors around him who had proud looks on their faces.
"The students are tired from fighting. Let's help them drive out all the Dementors and continue today's Quidditch game."
Hearing this, Professor McGonagall immediately waved her wand, released a silver-white cat, and pounced on the Dementors in the sky.
Lupin smiled slightly, released his wolf-shaped Patronus, and controlled it to drive the Dementors out of the school.
Professor Flitwick shouted excitedly, "This is so exciting. I can't wait."
After saying that, he waved his wand and controlled the Patronus to pounce on the fleeing Dementors.
Mia did not release the Patronus, but went with Madam Pomfrey to check the health of the players.
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As the professors' patronuses joined the battle, the Dementors tried desperately to escape from this horrible place.
Now the little wizards were very anxious and they all shouted.
"The professors are here to grab the monsters, everyone, work harder!"
"Professors, please collect the Patronus. There are not enough Dementors in the sky."
"Come on, don't let those Dementors get away!"
The young wizards who had released their Patronuses stopped joking and concentrated their minds, controlling their Patronuses to launch the final attack on the Dementors.
With just this one blow, several Dementors were dispersed and completely disappeared in the air.
The noise from the little wizards brought the stunned guests back to their senses.
The commentator's voice sounded again with undisguised amazement.
"Dear audience! I have never seen such an incredible scene!"
"The students of Hogwarts actually released their Patronuses at the critical moment when the Dementors attacked!"
"Yes, dear audience, you heard it right. The students used the Patronus Charm, a charm that even wizards with high magical powers would have difficulty using."
"This is incredible! For so many students to be able to cast Patronus at the same time is an unheard of feat!"
"There are so many guardian gods in the sky that I can't even count their exact number."
The commentator's voice was filled with respect and pride as he continued to praise: "Today's game may no longer be just a Quidditch contest."
"Hogwarts has once again proven to the world the educational heritage of a thousand-year-old prestigious school!"
As the commentator gave his passionate commentary, the cheers of the little wizards rang out again, sweeping across the entire stadium like a tide.
The photographer who was broadcasting the live broadcast of the game was busy operating the equipment, taking pictures of the audience seats and the spectacular scenes in the sky, and he was very busy.
What happened here was broadcast live on television all over Europe.
Madame Maxime, the headmistress of Beauxbatons, stood up abruptly, her eyes fixed on everything on the TV screen.
"When did the Patronus Charm become so common?!"
"What kind of magic did Hogwarts use to make so many students learn the Patronus?"
Her face was full of disbelief: "I thought Beauxbatons had surpassed Hogwarts, but now it seems there is still a big gap."
"As expected of a thousand-year-old prestigious school, it's so terrifying!"
Not only Madame Maxime, but all the TV viewers watching the live broadcast of the game were deeply shocked at this moment.
Many Hogwarts graduates sat in front of their own magic TVs at home, shouting with crazy looks on their faces.
"It's only been less than half a year since I graduated, and the professors are already coming up with something new!"
"What the hell! You told me this is Hogwarts?! How come I didn't know that my juniors are so amazing?!"
"Why are so many third-grade brats able to cast the Patronus Charm? This must be a lie!"
"Merlin's Dementors, that little girl with blonde hair must be in the second grade!"
"Why didn't professors teach the Patronus Charm when I was in school?"
"No fair, no fair!"
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The farce on the Quidditch field soon ended, and under the command of the referee, the players flew into the sky again.
However, compared with before, the players of Durmstrang seemed to be hit hard and lacked fighting spirit.
On the other hand, the Hogwarts players were all smiling and full of fighting spirit.
As the tide turned, the Durmstrang players quickly lost the game, and no matter how hard Krum tried, he was unable to turn the tide.
After a quick lunch, they set out on the return journey under the leadership of Karkaroff.
Sebastian did not go to see him off, but sat alone in the office, wearing translation headphones and a translation mask.
Then he opened the special alchemical pocket and let the teaching Dementor float out.
"Boss, should I work or eat?"
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