Hogwarts: Please graduate soon

When Wayne took action, the professors present did not just watch.

After seeing that Harry had been rescued, Professor McGonagall immediately pointed her wand at the Dementors, preparing to cast the Patronus Charm with Professor Flitwick next to her to dispel the Dementors.

But at this moment, a dragon roar that reached the sky and the earth interrupted their spell.

It also shocked the panicked students.

The fear gradually disappeared, and everyone's eyes turned to the Hufflepuff stand.

There, Wayne's black hair fluttered, and the whole person was wrapped in bright silver-white light. These white lights gathered in a short time and soared into the sky!

Everyone's sight was attracted, and the shock in their hearts could not be expressed in words when looking at the creature that finally took shape.

Just looking at the head, it was undoubtedly a dragon.

But the body was not as bloated as a fire dragon, but slender and graceful, and the four short dragon claws were full of the beauty of power.

The most attractive thing is that there are countless stars twinkling in this strange dragon, as if seeing a small universe, which is dazzling.

"It appears! Wayne's patronus!"

Ron shouted excitedly, and Malfoy, who was hiding, was as excited as him.

Back then, it was this strange-looking patronus that crushed the mysterious black wizard in the Forbidden Forest. From that day on, Malfoy truly realized the power of Wayne, and there was no trace of pure-blood arrogance in front of him.

"Go." Wayne's eyes flashed with coldness, "Have a good time."

"Yin!"

Another dragon roar, the huge body of the Star-Forging Dragon King Patronus moved, dragging the starlight, and rushed straight towards hundreds of Dementors, with a claw stretched out!

In an instant, a large number of Dementors were crushed by a claw and turned into a ball of black smoke.

Seeing their companions being wiped out in front of them, the rest of the Dementors were completely driven to ferocity.

After leaving Azkaban and coming to the vicinity of Hogwarts, the Dementors lost their stable food source. After being hungry for so long, their limited rationality has now turned into appetite and madness.

The black wave rolled, hundreds of Dementors covered the sky, emitting strange and piercing screams, and rushed towards the Dragon King.

The cold breath could freeze even the air. The Dementors took off their hoods, revealing their face without facial features, on which there was only a dark hole.

Snap!

Another dragon swung its tail, and more than a dozen Dementors followed suit. The Patronus of the Star-Forging Dragon King flew into the clouds, and his agile figure moved in the black wave. Every movement could take away a large number of Dementors.

Soon, a large group of Dementors were torn to pieces, and they finally felt fear.

This is totally different from the guardian angel in their memory. The guardian angels they had encountered before only made them feel disgusted and wanted to stay away from them.

But this one now... is going to kill them!

The desire for life overcame hunger and anger, and the Dementors began to flee in panic.

Luna stared with wide eyes, not looking at the Star-Forging Dragon King who was chasing the Dementors with great power, but looking at Wayne.

In her vision, the sun and the stars appeared on the boy at the same time for the first time.

Luna suddenly had an impulse, she wanted to turn into a harasser and rush to Wayne's side without hesitation, just to feel the warmth of that moment.

At this time, the other little wizards were completely immersed in the power of the Star-Forging Dragon King's Patronus.

They finally understood why Wayne could make such a powerful prop as the Patronus Brooch.

Even if this Patronus who killed the Dementors like ants only gave a little power, it was enough to protect them.

"Mr. Lawrence! Stop it!"

"That's enough!"

Professor McGonagall put her wand against her throat, and her voice spread throughout the venue.

After a brief shock, she knew that she couldn't go on like this, looking at the dead Dementors in large numbers. If too many Dementors died, it would be a big trouble, so she quickly spoke out to stop them.

In a short moment, the Dementors that were originally as numerous as the sea became much fewer.

"I know." Wayne answered calmly, but he raised his fingers.

The Star-Forging Dragon King's Patronus stretched out its claws again, and a strong suction force burst out. The galaxy surged and turned into a black hole between its fingers, sucking more than a dozen nearby Dementors in, and then crushed them with one palm.

Professor McGonagall's eyelids twitched fiercely.

After all this, the Star-Forging Dragon King Patronus finally stopped chasing the Dementors, roared, rushed into the dark sky, smashed the dark clouds and completely dissipated.

The little wizards raised their heads and bathed in the sunlight that was falling again, as if they were in a dream.

"The Dementors were driven away by Wayne!"

I don't know who cheered for the first time, and then the stadium turned into a sea of ​​joy, and everyone was shouting Wayne's name.

"Wayne, you are great!" Astoria was close to the water and threw herself into Wayne's arms, her little face flushed.

If there weren't so many people around, she would probably have made more progress.

"Godfather, teach me the Patronus!"

Cedric looked at the sky, as if he was recalling the heroic appearance of the Star-Forging Dragon King Patronus just now.

So handsome!

"Let's talk about it when we get back." Wayne patted Astoria's back and moved her away.

"Let's go see how Harry is doing first."

Wayne walked down the spectator stand and came to the stadium. Professor McGonagall also rushed over to check on Harry's condition.

After checking that he was still breathing, he felt relieved.

If he was still breathing, Madam Pomfrey could cure him.

At the back of the crowd, hearing Professor McGonagall's judgment, Malfoy curled his lips in disdain and walked away with his broom.

Looking at the hand that was still tightly holding the Golden Snitch, Professor McGonagall couldn't help but raise the corner of his mouth for a moment, and then looked at Wayne.

"Mr. Lawrence, didn't I tell you to stop just now? "

"I'm sorry, Professor." Wayne showed a sad expression: "I saw Harry almost fell to his death, and I couldn't suppress the anger in my heart. In my heart, Harry is my half-brother."

"It's not enough for those Dementors to hurt Harry, they also want to attack my friends, how can I bear it?"

Seeing Wayne's true feelings, not only Professor McGonagall, but also other young wizards were deeply moved.

"Professor, don't blame Wayne!"

"Yes, he also wanted to save us."

"Let the Dementors die, I will write a letter to complain to the Ministry of Magic now."

"That's right, together, I have a Howling Envelope, who wants it? Free!"

"Give me a dozen! "

Everyone was talking about Venn, but the discussion turned awry and turned into a discussion about how to complain to the Ministry of Magic.

Everyone had rich experience in this regard.

Professor McGonagall was at a loss for words and said loudly, "Who said I was blaming Mr. Lawrence? I just hope he won't be so impulsive next time."

"One hundred points for Hufflepuff. Okay, everyone, go away. I'm going to take Potter to the infirmary now!"

"Mr. Lawrence, follow me."

The crowd dispersed, and Professor McGonagall controlled Harry to float up. Quidditch players such as Wood also wanted to follow, but she sent them away.

....

Infirmary on the second floor.

Madam Pomfrey started complaining when she saw the unconscious Harry.

"I've said it before, Quidditch is a dangerous sport and should be banned. Why can't we use this time to learn some medical knowledge?"

"Poppy. "Professor McGonagall, a fanatical Quidditch fan, said somewhat displeasedly: "This is not Quidditch's fault. Dementors suddenly broke into the school, and Potter was affected by them."

"Those disgusting guys?" Madam Pomfrey showed a look of disgust, "The biggest mistake Dumbledore made this year was to let Dementors station around the school."

Professor McGonagall nodded imperceptibly, agreeing with her words in her heart.

As he spoke, Pomfrey took out a bottle of black potion and poured it into Harry's mouth. Just smelling the smell, Wayne couldn't help but cover his nose.

It's too addictive.

But the effect is also obvious. Harry coughed violently twice and woke up.

Wayne strongly suspected that he woke up because of the stimulation of the smell.

"It's nothing serious, just too much mental exhaustion, sleep for two days and you can be discharged from the hospital. ”

“Don’t stay too long, he needs to rest now.”

After that, Madam Pomfrey left, and Harry took this opportunity to figure out where he was.

“Professor, did we win?” The first thing he said was to show his concern for the outcome of the game.

Professor McGonagall pointed to his clenched hands: “The Golden Snitch is still in your hands, so of course you win.”.”

She smiled a little: “Two hundred and eighty to twenty, it’s a big win.”

“Great.” Harry’s pale face also had a little more color, “Those Dementors... Why did they suddenly appear?”

“Because they are hungry.” When it comes to Dementors, Professor McGonagall is furious: “Dementors feed on happy emotions. The atmosphere in the stadium is too good, so they came.”

After that, she looked at Harry seriously: “Potter, although I really hope Gryffindor wins, it’s too dangerous this time. If it weren’t for Mr. Lawrence catching you and expelling the Dementors, no one can imagine the consequences.”

She is now afraid of it.

Hundreds of Dementors, even if there is a Patronus Charm, there are so many little wizards on the stadium. The range is too wide and it is easy to make mistakes.

“Run as far away as you can when you encounter Dementors in the future, understand? "Professor McGonagall gave another warning before leaving with Wayne.

Looking at their backs, Harry's excitement also fell to the bottom.

Another Dementor...

Is this kind of monster his nemesis?

He has fainted twice in a row.

........

Outside, Professor McGonagall brought Wayne to the office.

"Lawrence, thanks to you today." McGonagall thanked him again: "This time we must ask the Ministry of Magic to give an explanation, do you have any suggestions?"

"Professor." Wayne lowered his head and thought for a while, "I think this should be asked to let Headmaster Dumbledore come forward?"

He showed a scared expression, "After all, more than a hundred Dementors have died, I'm afraid the Ministry of Magic will cause trouble for me."

"You should be able to contact him by letter, right?"

"That's right."

"Professor McGonagall nodded affirmatively, and felt that what Wayne said made sense.

Speaking of Dumbledore, she was now furious.

Although she knew that Dumbledore had not returned to school for so long, there must be something important.

But you are the principal.

Isn't the safety and education of the students the most important?

She didn't want to disturb Dumbledore, but she also made up her mind: "I will write to him now, let's not worry about it."

Wayne was shocked: "You write first, I have something to hand over to the principal, can you help me send it?"

Professor McGonagall did not refuse.

Wayne ran out, returned to the dormitory, picked up the things and returned to Professor McGonagall's office.

"¨． What is this?" McGonagall looked at the small box he brought back curiously.

"A little gift. "Wayne smiled shyly: "The principal must be very hard outside. After using this, he can be refreshed and his face will be rosy."

"You are thoughtful." Mag nodded with satisfaction.

What a good child.

She tied Wayne's "gift" to the owl's feet and watched it fly away.

.......

St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Injuries.

Fifth floor, Magical Injury Department.

Dumbledore sat beside the bed and chatted with the patient on the bed.

But the patient was talking nonsense, and the two chatted for a long time, but Dumbledore didn't get any useful information.

This man is called Charles, who was once an Auror and investigated a case in his early years.

Hepzibah Smith's house elf poisoned her master. It was originally a normal house elf rebellion, but Dumbledore tracked down Tom's figure and keenly noticed the abnormality.

Unfortunately, the case was too long ago, and the Auror Charles in charge of the investigation had Alzheimer's disease. Even Dumbledore, a master of memory, found it difficult to restore the original incident.

Can only collect useful information bit by bit.

After a while, Charles fell asleep, and Dumbledore got up helplessly and went to the next ward to visit a patient couple.

Seeing Dumbledore appear, the middle-aged couple in the ward showed a simple smile, and the woman also stretched out a hand with a piece of candy wrapper on it.

Dumbledore's heart suddenly tightened.

Frank Longbottom, Alice Longbottom.

These two people are Neville's parents. They were once Aurors and the first generation members of the Order of the Phoenix.

They are heroes who fell before dawn. After Voldemort disappeared, the Longbottom couple was captured by the Death Eaters. Several Death Eaters tortured them inhumanely and finally went completely crazy.

Neville witnessed this scene when he was a child. In order to prevent him from retaining these cruel memories, his grandmother cast a forgetfulness spell on him.

Perhaps it was because of his poor skills, or perhaps it was because the brain of a child was inherently fragile, Neville's sequelae of amnesia were left behind at that time.

Dumbledore did not speak either, just sat between the Longbottom couple and handed over a few candy wrappers.

Life is too bitter, so I can only comfort myself by eating more sweets.

At this moment, an owl suddenly flew into the window and landed beside him.

Dumbledore frowned and took down the envelope and the small box.

He first opened the letter and read it word by word. Soon, his face became extremely ugly, and his snow-white beard fluttered without wind.

The flame of anger was brewing in his chest.

Dementors dared to break into the campus in groups and almost killed Harry? !

Mr. and Mrs. Longbottom felt the change in the old man's momentum and looked at him in horror.

"I'm sorry, I scared you, Frank." Dumbledore showed an apologetic look and walked out of the ward quickly.

He read the letter again, and his anger was slightly calmed until he was sure that Harry and the students were fine.

Then he opened the small box.

There was a metal plate inside. Dumbledore immediately recognized it as an alchemical tool and found a way to activate it.

A voice came out.

[Don't worry too much,Dementors will not enter the school. As long as you abide by the school rules, there will be no change in everyone's life. 】

After listening to this, Dumbledore seemed to have been pressed to stop, and his body did not move.

But his breathing became heavier and heavier.

This sentence was said by him at the opening dinner.

The metal plate repeated over and over again.

Every time he heard it, Dumbledore felt like he was slapped in the face.

The whole person became 'red-faced'.

"Fawkes!"

The orange-red flame suddenly appeared, and Fawkes flew out and landed on Dumbledore's shoulder.

The next second, a man and a bird disappeared in the corridor of St. Mungo's Hospital.

For so many years, even when he learned that Tom was resurrected and Voldemort was split into two, he was not as angry as today.

Does the Ministry of Magic really not take him as the headmaster seriously?

Today, he will ask Fudge for an explanation! .