170 Chapter 166: Meeting the Nemesis and, the overpowered STEALTH

Chris looked at the scene his Patronus blankly. He recalled how he created it. 

He first went to the bathroom and completely warded it, so that even the light can't escape it. 

Then, he had taken out his bulky vest which was full of pure magic. With this, there was no shortage of magic. Now the only thing left was a source of positive energy... happy memories. 

He just had to recall his intimate night with Dora. 

The positive energy had come flood out like a tsunami. 

Thus, with no shortage of both the sources, the condensed small dragon he made had turned out to be overwhelmingly 'real'. 

He had to give the dragon special orders to tone it down a bit. He didn't want to check out if the Dementors could be killed... especially since they CAN'T be killed according to the Wizarding world's beliefs. 

When the flames blanketed the sky, no one could see anything for a few seconds... the brightness was just that high. 

And all the students, who were able to see the light through their windows felt warmth, happiness, and hope. But along with it came a cacophony of inhuman voices of true pain of the Dementors who had thought themselves unhurtable. 

And when the light finally went away, all the Dementors had already Vanished. No one knew if some of them died or not and the students burst into cheers for the white light that was still floating in the sky. 

The white light circled the whole train once more, as to check for any Dementors remaining, and then it finally dissolved into particles of light under everyone's cheers. 

"...."

Chris fell back into his seat, thinking that his Patronus turned out to be just like him.

"Show off," he muttered. 

He had warned the bastard to tone it down, but it still kinda overdid it. Though this will teach the Dementors not to attack just any delicious treat they get. Some people are just monsters on a level beyond them.

Due to the crazy events, even Lupin had woken up from Chris's Sleep Spell. 

Though by the time he was about to take action, the bright Patronus had already handled everything. 

"Che—" And Chris clicked his tongue as he finally saw the man who was supposed to have married his girlfriend if not for his interference. 

'He's an old uncle!' he observed in outrage. 

Remus Lupin looks like one of those broke drunkards who are usually found in a muggle tavern in an unkempt state, with bottles of cheap beer lying around them and smelling of vomit. 

'How can the Dora he knows fall for a man with such appearance who's also a coward with no spine or self-confidence?!'

'Is there any other way other than magic?' he wondered.

Chris is now becoming more and more sure of magic's involvement in this shit. But that can be pondered later. Currently, he needs to see if everyone's alright after the Dementor's ordeal.

He looked around the compartment and found that everyone looked a bit pale.

He frowned in bewilderment. He thought that his shield was enough since he didn't feel a thing, only some weak suction on his magic with he easily resisted.

But… only now he's realizing just how stupid it was to assume that his tolerance and the other people's tolerance would be the same. 

Harry, even though he hadn't fainted, looked quite close to it. Currently, Harry had the lowest tolerance to the Dementors because the magic they suck comes from his Horcrux scar, which is a much more unpleasant process than what normal people suffer. 

As for Chris, such measly suction isn't enough to take out his magic, since every bit of his magic is totally under his control. It's even more difficult to affect his state of mind. 

Lupin also checked on everyone,

"Is everyone alright?." He asked, looking around the compartment and also noticing Harry's bad state. By now, everyone knew that Lupin was their new Defense professor. Thus, everyone nodded a bit awkwardly. 

He cleared his throat, "Sorry for the late introductions, but I'm your new defense against the dark arts professor, Remus Lupin. You can call me professor Lupin," 

he introduced himself, though they had already figured all this out through the name on his luggage and Hermione. 

Lupin also noticed Harry's worse state and gave him some chocolate which Harry didn't eat, since it's wrong to eat the things given by a suspicious-looking man.

Sighing, Chris gave Harry and others some chocolate in which he infused some pure magic. 

"Here, have these. They'll help."

Everyone took the chocolates since everyone trusted Chris's words, and upon taking them, their eyes widened when they instantly felt energetic. 

"Harry, are you alright?" Asked Hermione, who had also noticed that Harry seemed to be affected the worse.

Harry shakily nodded his head, "I… Did anyone else hear a woman screaming?" He asked, his face looking pale.

Chris patted Harry on the back, "That was your memory, mate. Dementors make us remember our worst memories,"

Harry's eyes squinted, "My memory? He was confused. 

He had very little exposure to the Dementors this time, so little that he didn't even need to faint. Thus, everything was too vague and distant. 

Lupin, who seemed to figure out what the memory might be, decided to change the topic as he turned to Chris,

"The spell you used was quite remarkable. I could only see the very last moments of it, but you did a great job," he praised genuinely. 

"And I'd also like to thank you for protecting everyone. As you can see, I'm in poor health, and I'm very ashamed to have failed in waking up on time," he said. 

There must be been around 50 Dementors lurking trying to force their way in by the time Lupin woke up and he's a bit embarrassed that he wasn't able to wake up on time. He was sleeping while a student protected him. 

Chris nodded, "It's alright. We've never had a competent DADA professor anyway. So I wasn't expecting much," he said shamelessly, even though it was him who put him under a sleep spell in the first place.

Everyone was speechless at Chris's words, until Lupin laughed, not at all taking offense, 

"I can totally relate! When we were growing up, our DADA professors were also mostly incompetent. It was a time of war, and we had to learn to defend ourselves on our own," he told them with a nostalgic look on his face, 

Then he looked back at Chris with a smile, "I didn't take any offense to your words, but since you're such a remarkable young wizard, I don't want to you to have a bad first impression," with that said, the compartment door opened with a flick of his wand and,

"Expecto Patronum," he said clearly, so that the students hear the words clearly, and his Patronus, a wolf bounded out of his wand and out into the aisle, checking out for any remaining Dementor and also providing warmth to the compartments one by one. 

And those who knew what a Patronus was gasped while Chris remained unimpressed.

"I hope to not be as disappointing as your prior professors," he smiled at everyone as he stood up. "I'll be going to check in on the students," before leaving, he turned to Chris one last time,

"Once again, your spell was quite impressive. I'd like to know about it if you're willing to tell,"

The spell used energy quite similar to a Patronus's but instead of taking a form, it took any form the caster needed. 

It was a different spell from the Patronus Charm, and he'd definitely like to learn it, since his Patronus was a wolf, something he didn't want to reveal since most werewolves have wolf Patronuses. 

Thinking that Harry seems to atleast have the fortune of having such a great friend, Lupin left, feeling sorry for himself for not being able to take care of him. 

***

Chris sat with his Ravenclaw friends for the sorting which was like any other sorting.

He only knew a few names from canon. One Denise Creevy, Collin's brother, who seemed to be a copy of his brother. He got sorted into Griffindor very quickly. Quite unremarkable. 

The other was Astoria Greengrass, Daphne's little sister, who surprisingly has jet black hair, unlike her sister's blond hair. She looked a bit frail, and her height was also quite short. But, her eyes had a positive brightness that was quite contrasting to her condition.

The hat seemed to take its time in sorting her, but she was ultimately placed in Slytherin, on which she happily ran towards her sister, who's always expressionless face broke into a smile for her.

Chris sighed. Astoria is supposed to die early due to whatever blood curse she's inherited and she did die in the Canon. 

The sisters look to be happy right now. Even though Daphne is a calculative b*tch sometimes she seems to be only a worried big sister right now. 

"She's even more unusual that her sister,"

observed Luna, who was sitting beside him. 

The first thing she had said after meeting him today was, 'You've changed a lot… again,' 

She has this thing which could be called some kind of mage sight. And her observations related to this matter are mostly correct. 

Chris always pays attention to every little detail of Luna's nonsensical words. Thus he caught the minor detail,

"Usual than her sister?" he muttered he realized what those words implied, "What's unusual about Daphne?" He asked.

Luna shrugged while she tilted her head as if finally thinking about it, "I don't know, maybe the fact that most of her magic is light blue in color," 

"Light-Blue magic?" Chris frowned. One has malediction and the other has most of her magic blue. 

'How much magic does she have?' he turned to Luna as he switched to Lunar language, "How bright does she shine?"

Luna squinted her eyes as she looked towards Daphne, "It's very much brighter compared to the last time I saw her. It's less than you, but she's as bright as sixth and seventh years," 

"Well," Chris shrugged. He didn't know what to make out of it. This much can passed off as her being talented. Much better talents have been there. So he supposed it wasn't a big deal. But light blue magic is definitely something unique.

***

Chris was in the room of requirements, training his stealth as his mother had asked him to. He's made them promise to tell him what this whole nonsense is about once he's able to hide his scent indefinitely. 

He had other methods of getting the information out of his parents, but he didn't use those since this urgent training in stealth, one of his most underestimated abilities is turning out to have Auxiliary effects as great as the legendary SSS grade. 

Though that is only possible because of combining this ability with his other advantages, such as his magic casting and Magic Sense, etc.

Currently, he's trying to perfect them by repeated casting. He stood in front of a training dummy as he readied himself. 

First ability: The Stealth Casting.

Suddenly, there was a disturbance in front of him a few lights appeared between him and the dummy before the dummy got destroyed. 

"Che—"

'Still not there,' Chris clicked his tongue as he failed once again. The spells weren't yet turning completely invisible. He's facing difficulty in making the spell stay in stealth after leaving contact and increasing in distance. 

But, once this ability develops... he can use even more sneaky and underhanded tactics!

Alright, now the second ability: The Invisible Armor!

Yes, ladies and gentlemen, it's finally here. His dream design for making Corpomency: To have an invisible armor! 

"Suit up!" He muttered as the glowing, flashy, and eye-catching Corpomency Armor covered his body. 

Then slowly, parts of it started to flicker in and out of existence. They were turning invisible. 

It might seem easy, but it's quite difficult, since the magic of the armor resisting invisibility if he doesn't cast it with concentration and he also has to keep himself visible the whole. i.e., prevent himself from turning invisible. 

And now, the very last ability.

He asked Nyxie who was practicing her own magic to cast a spell on him. 

$Homenum Revelio$ she chanted, and Chris felt a magic sweep past him. The surprising thing was, his body didn't lit up to indicate his presence. 

Third ability, The Ultimate Stealth. 

Well, at least this works, he thought as he decided to sleep. Tomorrow would be an important day.

Since tomorrow, he'll get the time turner. That's the reason why he even bothered coming to Hogwarts. Since in a few days, he's going out for the dueling championship anyway.

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AN.: POWERSTONES!