Hogwarts Homecoming

"A magical creature from the East—the Teng Snake?"

Professor McGonagall seemed to be strangled by someone, she gasped and said

"The patron saint of magical creatures, Albus, I have never seen it except you!"

"Very rare indeed."

Dumbledore stared at the white snake covering the sky, frowned and said,

"But it's not unique. In fact, what surprises me is that the size of this Patronus has never been recorded. A wizard's Patronus can have such a huge size."

"Could it have something to do with magic, Albus?"

Professor Flitwick shrieked his point.

"I'm afraid not—"

Dumbledore said in a deep voice,

"We all know that the Patronus Charm is the only spell that wizards can master to restrain dementors, evil creatures that cannot be destroyed. Its power comes from the most positive emotions in our hearts. In other words, the power of this spell comes from to our souls."

"So Amostar has a particularly powerful soul power?"

When it came to the field of spells, Professor Flitwick was always passionate, and he asked eagerly.

But this time, Dumbledore didn't give him a reply. Judging from his serious expression, I'm afraid he doesn't agree with this view.

While Dumbledore was discussing this amazing Patronus with several deans, Amosta, who was on the pole, also fell into an incomparable astonishment.

Yes, that's right, he did intend to summon his patron saint to drive away these out-of-control dementors, but the huge monster in front of him

Including Amosta, everyone on the Quidditch pitch was confused, but it wasn't just the wizards who were confused. They were floating in mid-air, and the hazy spirits of the dementors that looked like the god of death... The mind is also filled with confusion, they float in front of the huge snake head of the patron saint that came out of the mythical epic, and they don't understand why they are not afraid of this patron saint who looks very powerful

There was even a little intimacy!

At this moment, the Teng Snake, which was almost as tall as the main building of Hogwarts Castle, flapped its white wings autonomously. Under Amosta's concentrated gaze, one of the wings suddenly infected A smear of black is like ink dripping into clear water, and the wings are completely blackened in just a few breaths. In this way, the wings on the back of the earthly python-like patron saint are one black and one white, which is extremely strange!

hum!

With that black wing as the center, an invisible wave swept away in an instant, and the dementors swept by the energy seemed to be attracted by something, and they appeared around the black wing one after another, like bees attracted by the fragrance of flowers .

"The dementors--"

Among the little wizards, someone murmured absently,

"Professor Blaine can control them?"

The crowd became restless, and many people exchanged uneasy glances, terrified by this terrible guess.

Controlling Dementors?

If the denizens of the wizarding world vote for the most frightening creature, then there is no doubt that Azkaban's ruthless caretaker, the dementor who can absorb the wizard's happy memory and mana, and turn the wizard into a soulless body must be Elected with high votes.

Just like Parseltongue, being able to control this kind of terrifying creature is probably not a skill that any decent wizard can possess.

The whispering voice of the little wizard reached the ears of the teaching staff in the middle of the stand, making their expressions ugly.

"What do you think, Albus?"

Professor McGonagall frowned and asked seriously.

"I don't see what's wrong with that, Minerva!"

Before Dumbledore could speak, Snape cut off the question very rudely, and said roughly,

"Amosta has an unmatched talent in spell modification. Perhaps, he just modified the Patronus spell!"

"A reasonable guess, Severus—"

Dumbledore suppressed the astonishment on his old face and regained his composure. His sharp eyes pointed at Amosta who was standing on the high pole. After thinking for a while, he quickly walked down the high platform and came to the court below.

rumble--

The ground trembled suddenly, and under the unbelievable gazes of the little wizards, a huge stone pillar suddenly grew out of the cracked ground. This stone pillar supported Dumbledore to rise into the air, and came to Amos side of the tower.

Dumbledore thought that all of this was under Amosta's control, but when he first saw the solemn expression of Amosta with fluttering gray hair, Dumbledore knew that his guess was wrong .

"Has this ever happened before, Amostar?"

Huge things can always give people an unusual sense of shock. Compared with the ground, observing this patron saint who blocks the sky and the sun at a close distance, even wizards like Albus Dumbledore can't help but feel nervous. Chi swayed, and after looking back with difficulty, Dumbledore looked into Amosta's eyes and asked softly.

"No, Headmaster Dumbledore—"

Amosta shook his head,

"I have mastered the Patronus Charm for several years. I used it to deal with Voldebats in Papua New Guinea before. There was no difference at that time. It is the size of the Patronus that people are familiar with. This is the first time I have used it. to deal with the dementors. What do you think of that?"

Regarding this unprecedented magical phenomenon, Dumbledore did not dare to draw conclusions lightly. His blue eyes once again fell on the scorched black wing of the Teng Snake. Deng was a 'saint' with a unique perspective beyond anyone else. Bullido suppressed the bad thoughts surging in his heart, and still spoke softly,

"It's hard to say, Amosta. What I'm concerned about is, can you still control your patron saint now?"

Amosta squinted his eyes for a moment, and confirmed that he had no problem controlling the Patronus, so he nodded slowly,

"It's the same as before."

Hearing that the Teng Snake did not lose control, Dumbledore looked more relaxed. If Amosta really lost control of his Patronus and let this big monster wreak havoc in Hogwarts, To be honest, Dumbledore really couldn't find anything in the air to control it.

"Since this is the case,"

Dumbledore glanced at the young wizards who had become more and more restless. The anger caused by the dementor had been replaced by worry about Amostar. After a sigh,

"Then let it go away, Amostar, I fear it will frighten the children."

"Then let's do this first."

Amostar flicked his wand. Although his Patronus could not appear in reality like Gryffindor, once such a huge creature moved, it immediately gave people a sense of fear that the world would collapse.

Many young wizards turned around and ran away screaming, some were timid and even paralyzed on the ground, unable to even move.

The mountain-like snake body quickly tightened, surrounding the dementors. After a burst of dazzling brilliance, the breathtaking snake finally disappeared, and in Amosta's hand, there was also a dark, Bitter cold glass bottle.

"Every Dementor is registered with the Ministry of Magic--"

Seeing this scene, Dumbledore said helplessly,

"They will not leave this creature in private hands, Amostar."

"Then let the Minister of Magic come and get it from me in person, Dumbledore."

Amostar, who was in a bad mood, said coldly.