Hogwart’s Bloodline Wizard

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“If you are ready, we can start now!” Ivan threw the sack in his hand far away.

Listening to Ivan’s words, the smile on Harry’s face froze and turned nodded solemnly.

Ivan stepped back a few steps, stood in an inconspicuous place in the corner, then waved wand, and the rope that bound the sack was automatically untied.

Harry looked over there nervously, holding wand in his hand. He thought of the spells he practiced last night over and over again, and felt that this time he must be able to overcome his inner fear.

Next moment, a chill came out of the bag.

In the enclosed classroom, the oil lamp flashed a few times and then went silent, the black mist gradually spread, and the cold, dead feeling gradually poured into Harry’s heart.

A dry, crusted palm touched the edge of the sack, the opening gradually widened, and a dry corpse covered with a broken cloak floated out, suspended in the air.

Faintly, Harry could still see the rotten head with a big hole under cloak, and countless invisible substances were constantly being sucked into the weird mouth.

Harry raised his wand’s wrist slightly and trembling slightly. He thought he was ready for 10000, but he didn’t realize how terrifying this monster was until he faced the dementor …

With a weird howl, the cloaked corpse had rushed to Harry. The strange and terrifying face was close at hand, and a chill that penetrated into the bone marrow enveloped the whole body.

At a critical juncture, spells that practiced countless times came to Harry’s mind, with almost no hesitation, Harry subconsciously raised his hand.

“Expecto Patronum !”

A cloud of silver white mist erupted from the top of wand and collided with the dementor that swooped in. Two opposing forces continually confronted in this small space.

The fog of silver white is like a shield, protecting Harry from the dementor.

However, since he was using the magic of Patronus Charm for the first time, the defense built by the fog looked very weak and was not enough to drive a dementor.

On the contrary, the power of the dementor continued to affect Harry’s mind through the fog. The white fog became thinner and thinner. The dry and rotten hand had even passed through the fog and reached him …

Harry tried hard to think about the happy things, but his mind was muddled. He couldn’t remember anything. It seemed that there were no happy things in life. All he left was pain.

In a trance, Harry heard a desperate wailing in his ear again, a scene flashed in his mind, but this time it was a man’s voice …

“Lily, let’s go with Harry! It’s him! Hurry! Hurry! I’ll hold him—”

Indistinctly, Harry seemed to see a man stumbling out of the room … Another silhouette with an invisible face followed, he was laughing wildly, a green light flashing in front of his eyes …

Harry just felt like his brain was about to explode, and Patronus Charm’s power was weakened to the extreme. The dementor was close to Harry’s body, palms caught his neck, and the hood on his head somehow had been removed …

Harry’s eyes had become fuzzy, his brain was groggy, and the fear of death enveloped him. Just when Harry couldn’t keep up with the magic, the dementor’s movement stopped suddenly …

This horrible rotten creature swiftly turned his head and looked at the corner. I wonder if it was an illusion. Harry actually felt panic on the dementor …

In fact, Harry not at all made a mistake, and the dementor keenly discovered the lift of wand Ivan in the corner through special senses just before he started.

Noting that Ivan’s golden hair, short stature, and Gryffindor’s robe worn on his body, the dementor suddenly howled in horror.

Even the late “gourmet food” was left behind, and the palm that pinched Harry’s neck was suddenly retracted, and then fled away in the opposite direction of Ivan …

Harry slumped on the ground with a slack butt, panting heavily, and the black monster was running around in the classroom under fuzzy eyes.

After dementor flew around, he found that the abandoned classroom was closed, all the windows were closed, and the only exit was still on Ivan. Under desperation, dementor simply re-drilled back to the original restraint. In the sack.

Because there is a powerful force that can isolate the inside and outside, the dementor simply shrinks into the sack and does not come out.

“This … what’s wrong with this? I haven’t done it yet …” Ivan was confused, he was just about to wave his wand to release Patronus Charm to rescue Harry, and didn’t expect in a blink of an eye saw dementor drilled back into the sack.

Are you so conscious?

Ivan’s face was very strange, and it wasn’t somewhat clear comprehension until he remembered the legendary title of the enemy of the dementor.

But am I so scary?

Ivan curl one’s lip, I can’t understand the excessive behavior of those dementors, I am clearly a very kind person, and not an evil wizard …

When Ivan was silent in his heart, Harry standing in the center suddenly fell straight to the ground, and the dead fish did not move. If I had his eyes wide open, I thought he had passed out.

“Harry… Harry, are you okay?” Ivan hurried forward and helped Harry up, asking with some worry.

“What happened just now? I heard someone shouting my name … that person … Voldemort … Dark Lord, he used Killing Curse for me …” Harry hadn’t came back to his senses for a while, and said in a mess Everything I just saw.

“That’s your memory, Harry!” Ivan interrupted Harry’s words, then emphasized.

“The power of the dementor reminds you of the most painful memories buried deep in your mind …”

Speaking of which, Ivan also regretted that using dementor directly to assist in practice is indeed not quite appropriate. Although Harry did not directly unconsciously pass like the original time and space, he seemed to be more stimulated!

It took Harry a while to come back to his senses, trying to understand that there is nothing Voldemort nor his parents here, it is all a thing of the past.

“Sorry … I’m just … just …” Harry wanted to explain, but the stutterer didn’t know what to say, and finally had to be sighed, turned to look around, and asked aloud.

“Ivan … what about that dementor?”

“Nuo ~ It’s in that bag!” Ivan pointed to the sack, and the opening was replied.