Rebirth of the Harry Potter Chapter 240

Dumbledore is old!

Harry thought so.

Although his magic is rarely exceeded.

But more importantly, his heart is no longer young, no longer energetic, no longer vigorous.

He likes stability and no longer pursues excitement.

He is like a round ball with flattened corners, and then let him see the ambitions he had made when he was young, he will definitely blush.

Harry returned to Hogwarts.

Dark clouds spread across the night sky, and no stars were seen.

Those **** dementors are still floating in the clouds.

Somewhere in the castle was still lit.

There was a faint figure standing in front of the window, looking out.

There was no other move.

Harry walked to the middle of the castle and looked at the sky, a boxy mouth like a frog trapped in a well.

Harry knew Dumbledore thought a lot.

He looked head to tail, unwilling to tear his face completely with the Ministry of Magic and Fudge.

If Dumbledore stood here when he was young, he would definitely scold at Dumbledore's nose.

But Harry didn't care.

The Dementors stayed outside the school honestly, but they even attacked Zhang Qiu.

Ha ha……

The depressed old man withdrew his gaze from the Dementor and saw Harry below—just looking at it.

Harry had already raised his wand and faced the dementors in the sky.

He was curious about what the patron saint he summoned would be, because he had never used patron saint magic.

The patron saint of general summoning is formed according to the psychology of the summoner, everyone is different.

At the same time, the summoning of God is not unchangeable, but the situation is relatively small.

Harry read: "Calling for God."

A bright silver light appeared.

Both the old man and the boy stared at the dog stunned at the patron saint summoned by the boy.

That is no ordinary patron saint.

Have you ever seen a patron saint tens of meters high?

A silvery, unreal figure appeared beside Harry.

He was several tens of meters high, and the height of the old man's floor reached only the leg of the white light and shadow.

More critically, this patron saint is Harry himself.

It seems to be carved out of a mold, but it has been magnified dozens of times.

Hair, facial features, and flowing magic robes are all the same.

Inside the body, there was little starlight, outline connection, "he" looked up at the dark sky.

Harry looked strange.

He once absorbed some unknown power in this world, but that kind of power seems to have no other effect except for its great damage to the soul body.

Moreover, the magic world has never heard of a wizard discovering and studying this power.

It seemed that only Harry could find and master it.

After confirming that it was two different things from the mana consumed by magic, and had nothing to do with it, Harry forgot about it.

Harry analyzed that it might be just some kind of radiation, or some kind of microscopic energy in the universe.

Unexpectedly, just when the "Guardian Charm" was used, the kind of power in his body suddenly responded, and all of it was dumped out. With the magic power consumed by the magic, this unique guardian deity was constructed together.

Harry touched his chin and looked at the huge silver transparent figure that surrounded him, thinking: could this be the legendary heaven and earth?

But I didn't do it, I did Western magic.

While Harry was still wondering why his patron saint was so strange, his patron saint had already moved.

The patron saint was summoned by Harry, and he naturally obeyed Harry's orders.

"He" communicates with Harry's heart, or that is part of Harry's consciousness, but it is transformed into another form. "He" certainly knows what his mission is.

The patron saint stretched out his hand, facing the dementors in the sky.

The dementor's position is actually higher, and the patron saint cannot reach that height.

But it seemed that the dementors were pulled by some kind of air machine, and they gathered together uncontrollably, stirring in the sky with the arm of the patron saint.

The wind is rolling.

Then there was a shock.

Using a vivid metaphor, the night sky in the sky is like a pot filled with seaweed egg and egg soup, the dementor is the seaweed floating in the pot, the hand of the patron is the colander, stir a little twice in the pot, then All seaweed was removed, leaving only a clear soup base.

So all the dementors in the sky were wiped out, and there was no one left.

Even the dark clouds that were stirred with the dark clouds, the clear night sky, the white moonlight appeared.

Harry glanced at Dumbledore with an arrogant look, as if to say: "The person you Dumbledore would not dare to kill, I will kill Harry Potter, what you Dumbledore will not dare to do, I will Harry Potter In a word, I want to control what Dumbledore can manage, and even more if I can't control Dumbledore! First cut, then play, the protagonist aura! This is me, Harry Potter, I'm not afraid!"

Monday.

The school became noisy and busy again.

The students, who had always been careless, quickly recovered from yesterday's discomfort.

Please, this is the world of magic, do you still have to have psychological shadows in their lives?

What is their daily routine? Face to face with ghosts every day, even learning a magic has the danger of explosion.

What's wrong with being scared by the dementors.

But the more important point is: someone casually looked at the sky in the morning, and then was shocked to find that the dementors they had been used to for several months above their school were all gone!

So after half a day of silly opening his mouth, he opened his throat and yelled, "Oh, God! Dementors are gone! Look at you!"

"Bah, scammer. I don't believe it, obviously they were fine last night," his classmate said.

He said anxiously: "I didn't lie to you, don't believe you look up, just look up!"

"Sample, do you want to take the opportunity to kiss me?" his classmate said.

He looked depressed: "Aren't you a man?"

His classmate said, "Wouldn't I be more dangerous?"

He said: "Merlin is on, I have absolutely not told a lie."

"Okay, then I will take a look."

Then, his classmates looked at the clear sky without impurities for a while.

Shook his throat and shouted: "Oh, God! Dementors are really gone! Look!"

So ten minutes later, all the students who had not left the tower knew about it.

In the morning it was Professor Snape's potion class.

It's no wonder that Snape didn't have a good face all the way. It was no wonder that their Quidditch match at Slytherin Academy lost yesterday. It would be strange if he could be happy.

But after Neville accidentally exploded a huge, slippery crocodile heart, he accidentally dropped some debris into the crucibles of several students around, contaminating their potions, Snei There was a smile at the corner of Pu mouth finally.

He said happily: "Gryffindor, 50 points off!"

Neville: "..."

At lunch.

Hermione and Harry sat together.

"Tweet, tweet..."

"Gumbling..."

Hundreds of owls fluttered their wings and flew in from the entrance above the auditorium.

An owl flew to Harry's table and stood on the table. It fluttered its wings twice and looked at Harry quietly.

The pattern around the owl's eyes is two circles, looking like a pair of glasses.

Hermione said in surprise: "Harry, someone even mailed you something."

It's no surprise that Hermione was surprised, because she hardly ever saw anyone contact Harry.

Harry already guessed who it was.

He took a newspaper and an envelope from the owl.

The spectacled owl spread its wings and flew away again.

Hermione opened the newspaper.

It's the Daily Prophet, and the date is today.

The front page is occupied by an article, which is usually the case for major events.

The first thing Hermione saw was a shocking picture at the very center of the section: a man with a burly figure with evil intentions and half of his face shrouded in darkness. He was exactly Fudge. Under him, there was a group of terrifying dementors, Seems to worship him.

Harry glanced and nodded: PS technology in the magic world is still good.

Gee, poor Minister Fudge.

Be aware that this picture is not out of nothing.

Instead, during the summer vacation, Minister Fudge went to Azkaban for a photo taken with Dementors at the same time.

However, after a slight change from the "hearted person", it became a dark photograph.

Of course, this photo is not worth mentioning compared to what is said in the article.

Hermione glanced at the envelope in Harry's hand.

The beautiful brow suddenly frowned and said, "You have the perfume of another woman on your body."

Harry: "Huh??"

Hermione said: "In the morning, I smelled a faint smell of violet perfume on you, but I thought it was something in Professor Snape's basement."

"But now..."

She sniffed the purple stationery in Harry's hand, then fell on Harry and asked, smelling from her chest to her lap.

Harry's face turned blue, and it seemed that Rita's woman was holding her thighs yesterday to seduce herself, but why didn't she smell at all.

"The smell on your body is the same as the one on this letter! I dare to assert!" Hermione said vowedly.

Astoria also asked doubtfully: "Brother, where did you go last night? I woke up and couldn't find you, so I had to sleep with my little cute."

"Duang!"

A fatal chicken!

Hermione went to read the letter and only saw a word.

It starts with: "Dear Master."

"Your humblest servant Li..."

Harry squeezed the stationery~www.mtlnovel.com~ ignited a green flame and swallowed the stationery instantly.

Hermione: "!!!"

"Hermione, I can only say that I and her are innocent."

Hermione was unbelieving and showed signs of anger.

So Harry had to block Hermione's mouth with his mouth. (Author: ah, this?)

After a while, Hermione blushed and said nothing, very well-behaved.

"Brother, I want it too." Astoria said dissatisfiedly.

Harry looked at Astoria with disgust and kissed her reluctantly.

As expected, I ate a bite of cream.

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