Chapter 258: I Want To Burn All These Love Letters!
"God Guard!
Now that Dumbledore looked at him again, he knew that Lou En had learned the Patronus Charm.
And looking at the smiling face of the old bee, he pointed out that he was waiting for him to shoot.
With a spell, the next moment a white light appeared on his wand.
The light shrouded in a very wide area, and the little wizards in the entire arena closed their eyes subconsciously.
"That's the Godly Guard?"
Professor McGonagall said to himself in disbelief.
"That's right, it's called God's Guard.
Professor Flitwick, who was standing beside her, looked proud. After all, Lou En's spell was taught by him, although the teaching time was only a few hours.
The soft silver-white light gradually gathered in the air, and when everyone opened their eyes, they were all stunned, their mouths slightly open and unable to say anything.
I don't know when, a silver dragon stood in the vast mid-air, and was roaring at the dementors with its ferocious mouth open, its sharp fangs exuding cold light like sharp blades.
This very oppressive big guy simply stunned all the little wizards.
Even several professors in the 757 auditorium were stunned, and Snape stood up directly, staring at the roaring dragon with a pair of eyes.
It wasn't a dragon – or the Patronus just looked like a dragon.
Because in this world, no fire dragon looks like it.
"It's really shocking to see once…"
Professor Flitwick couldn't help but sigh.
This type of patron saint is definitely an alternative in the entire history of magic.
You know, there are quite a few people in the form of the Patronus of Fire Dragon's, but this is the first time I have seen such an unusual dragon.
It is obviously larger than the fire dragon, and even the scales are wrapped in arcs of wire…
"What kind of magical creature is this…?""
Professor McGonagall asked Headmaster Dumbledore somewhat uncertainly.
The form of this Patronus has surpassed her knowledge blind spot. In fact, not only him, even Dumbledore does not know.
Because the state of this patron saint is the Thunder Dragon of another world.
"Perhaps a dragon! 39
Dumbledore shook his head and said, his eyes hidden under the half-circle glasses stared at Lou En who cast the Patronus Charm, and there was a flash of surprise in his eyes.
He had already heard from Professor Flitwick that the little wizard of Slytherin had learned the Patronus in just a few hours.
At that time, he wanted to have a good experience, and he just happened to have a thorough knowledge of this strange Patronus while the Dementors rioted.
Lou En's talent is unquestionable, and the difficulty of the Patronus Charm is known only to those who have learned it.
Hagrid in the audience also immediately stood up with his eyes wide open. His huge belly directly pushed up a little wizard in front of him, provoking a burst of glares.
Hagrid stared blankly at the white figure, the ferocious body gradually overlapped with the shadow in his memory – wasn't that the overlord of the sky he saw in the Forbidden Forest that day?
Didn't expect to see it here!
Most importantly, the owner of this Patronus Charm is Lou En!
"He must know its whereabouts…"
Hagrid couldn't help muttering to himself in a low voice.
At this time, with the appearance of the Patronus Charm, those dementors let out a wailing sound, and their rag-like bodies flew out.
It can even be seen that a trace of black gas has emerged from their bodies, which is the characteristic of when they are about to die.
Looking at the gradually dissipating Dementors, Dumbledore did not stop him, but looked at Lou En with interest.
He has no sympathy for these dementors who hurt his students.
And he (bdab) himself strongly opposes the Ministry of Magic putting these things in.
It looks like Minister Fudge is going to trouble him again.
Dumbledore seemed to have thought of something and sighed helplessly.
The death of so many dementors would definitely attract the attention of the Ministry of Magic.
The silver-white Thunder Dragon in mid-air lasted for a few minutes, and the group of dementors who were rushing over disappeared long ago.
Both Malfoy and Harry breathed a sigh of relief.
If it wasn't for Lou En, the two of them would have been surrounded and kissed one by one.
Harry couldn't help shivering when he remembered the feeling of all the happiness disappearing last time.
That kind of terrifying feeling, he never wanted to experience a second time in his life.
Lou En, who put away his wand, reached out and grabbed the still wandering Quaffle, and then slowly dropped the broom.
There is no suspense, this game Slytherin won the final victory.
Because of the Golden Snitch, neither of the two academies caught them.
Fred and the others also quickly dropped the broom and hurried towards him.
"How did you learn this spell?!
"Oh my gosh, you definitely didn't see the expressions on the other people's faces, it was shocking!"
Fred and George spoke incoherently, and their tone was excited, without the frustration of losing after the game.
Or, after seeing Lou En play, the two were already mentally prepared.
"Thank you! 39
Harry also came over and thanked Lou En.
"Didn't you learn how to protect the gods from Professor Lupin?"
Looking at Harry who was in danger, Lou En asked with some doubts.
"There's been so much Quidditch training lately that I haven't had time to learn.
Harry shook his head and replied.
Fortunately, this time with Lou En's help…
The Quidditch match ended with Mrs. Hooch's announcement, and Slytherin was the undisputed winner.
The little snakes raised their green flags and cheered in the pouring rain.
Inside the Hogwarts Great Hall.
It's been about two days since Quidditch, but Lou En's name has spread among all the little wizards, and someone even took a stop-motion photo of him.
It was a picture of him holding his wand high and casting the Patronus Charm in the rain.
and...
"I'm going to take back these love letters and burn them all!"
Miss Granger angrily picked up dozens of envelopes with hearts on the table, and said while grinding her teeth.
Lou En has been getting a ton of these letters every day since Quidditch ended.
"Listen to you.
Lou En smirked and stroked her brown curly hair, indulgently.
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