20demayo 0247 Distressed Fishing Monster
0247 Distressed Fishing Monster
If the British Ministry of Magic intends to set up a new "Public Security Outstanding Contribution Award", then the region with the most recipients may not be London, where the Ministry of Magic is located, but a remote island in the North Sea.
Azkaban, because of its existence, the cost of breaking the law for British wizards has risen exponentially, and it has made a great contribution to law and order invisibly.
I still remember having dinner with my colleagues in my previous life, and the company receptionist pointed to a law enforcement poster and said, "Little brother is so handsome", but those inhuman heroes in the British magic world probably never heard such praise from the beginning of their birth.
No matter where the dementors float, they are greeted with fear, disgust, hatred, disgust... All kinds of people hate ghosts and hate everything, except that no positive emotions will be bet on these aliens, unless...
"Call God Guard!"
Walking into the rain curtain, Aini admired the creator of this word very much in his heart, which was so appropriate.
The dense rain outside the car shuttled through the world, weaving into layers of thick curtains, and even the sun had to leave early, leaving this mountain forest in darkness.
Aini doesn't dislike darkness, the quiet night is the best companion for books, and the gentle moonlight will make his heart more peaceful.
Now the light outside is equivalent to the night sky half-covered by the crescent moon, but Aini can't feel the comfort of the past at all. In his sight, black shadows spread from the front, and the colors on them seem to be deeper than the night, as if It can lure you into despair without knowing it.
"Smelling" the strong smell of happiness on the train, the black shadows speeded up, and then the one in the lead confronted Aini.
The joyful aura on this human seemed to be overflowing, and when the dementor couldn't wait to fit and pounce on it, the oncoming joy knocked it flying.
The train slid slowly for a while and then came to a complete stop. Although the train did not go far from deceleration to stop, the little wizards felt that all their happiness was left behind, and even the half-finished jokes were hidden in the In the deepest part of my mind, I can't get it out.
Cold, dark, depressed, and desperate, Ron shivered and leaned to his side, instinctively wanting to draw a little warmth from his best friend.
Then he realized that Harry's body was colder than his own, and he was shaking more violently.
He wanted to say something, but everything was held in his throat, not a single word could come out, making the boy's face swell to the color of his hair.
At this moment, a silver-white gleam appeared in the carriage.
If the dementors hadn't lost their eyes, they would have been able to see that the entire train was enveloped in soft light almost at the moment when Ani's spell exited. In an instant, there was a silent hiss and fled far away.
Under the rain, the illuminated train looks like a giant dragon dormant among the mountains, which looks very oppressive.
The dementors couldn't see the actual image, but the feeling of oppression was stronger for them. After all, the Patronus Charm was the most known magic to restrain them.
These ugly things did not dare to touch the silver brilliance, but the alluring smell from the carriage made them refuse to leave.
Aini expanded the range of the light curtain, but it only made the dementors fly a little higher. The happiness transmitted to the air has been much thinner, but it is still beyond the lonely and cold Azkaban, where they are happy to stay.
But as long as the dementors are happy, most humans are not very happy.
Including Aini, including the little wizard looking out the car window, as well as the temporary working group that showed up under the light of the skyrocketing sky.
Fudge is greedy, but not stupid. If he is crazy, he will let the dementors wander around Hogwarts alone. If something happens, especially if it hurts a pure-blooded child, those patriarchs will press him to death In the minister's office.
Maybe after death, the soul will be detained and tortured repeatedly, and the torture will be repeated. It will be even worse if it is made into a black magic item.
In fact, sending a few people to follow will not be safe, but at least there is a person who is directly responsible, so that it is convenient to blame the blame afterwards.
Therefore, two of the three people have a bitter face, and they are all veterans in the system. When they received the task, they made up the iron pot that was almost used up in their backs, and they followed the group of monsters all the time. May cheer up.
Bitter Melon A and Bitter Melon B glanced at the short and fat witch in front of them, their eyes were full of contempt and dissatisfaction. If the negative emotions could materialize, the pink hairy monster in front must have been hit by a home run.
If she hadn't flirted shamelessly and thrown out a bad idea, how could the two of them have lost their happy life of fishing and came here to be treated coldly by the cold wind and rain?
Well, that's right, it was Aini's cold stare, so you don't need to re-brew your emotions, just watch the dementor and just throw it at the three lackeys.
"High-frequency oscillation!"
Having no time to pay attention to the three idiots over there, Aini pointed upwards obliquely, shooting out with ripples of silver brilliance.
The medium of the concussion spell can be water, it can be air, and of course it can also be air infested with the patron saint spell.
According to the observation of the Eye of True Sight, the dementor is a purely evil distortion. It can be regarded as the power projection spawned by the voyeur using the blue star native creature as the anchor point. It is neither life nor death, so naturally it cannot be revived, nor Unable to kill.
But being unable to kill does not mean that there is no other way. Due to the role of the anchor point, the dementor cannot be dispelled, but it can be exiled or purified.
But there is no need to think about exile. When throwing things from the inside out, you must first open the blue star's portal. Dementors are not worth taking such a big risk.
As for purification...
There is no shortage of abilities in this area in the divine arts that were once popular, but there are very few in modern magic spells.
Without him, the world itself has been invaded by alien energy, and the degree of infection is not low. It has basically lost the ability to purify itself, and must rely on native creatures to transform alien magic.
Using the terminology of Aini's previous life to explain it, casting spells without mana consumption is a version bonus, and a significant reduction in purification-related abilities is a version limitation—most of the purification power has been intercepted by heaven and earth to transform otherworldly energy.
The reason why dementors are afraid of the Patronus Charm is because of the power of purification produced in it, but because most of it is drawn by heaven and earth, the effect it can exert is very limited.
In a nutshell, the indirect illumination retreats without injury, and the direct hit does not cause death. Unless the cumulative damage exceeds the limit, it is difficult to kill it with the Patronus Charm.
But it's okay to hurt.After passing through the silvery-white air, the ripples scattered all over the sky were stained with a layer of glow, and the dementors who hit it ran away with their heads in their arms, and began to hesitate whether to retreat temporarily.
At this juncture, the fat woman at the head of the Ministry of Magic quickly ran towards Aini, waving her stubby arms and shouting, "Stop, stop, the Ministry of Magic is doing business, get out of the way..."
The two salted fish behind rolled their eyes together, God knows how that old guy in Alford gave birth to such a thing.
There is a Juan Wang between the two fish-moving monsters. This mission is really hard, hard.