Chapter 100 Let This Dementor Go, It Has Already Worked Hard Enough...

Chapter 100 Let this dementor go, it has already worked hard enough

"Okay, you pay attention"

Docter pressed his wand against the lock, shattered it, violently opened the box, and strode back to the other corner to avoid becoming the Dementors' primary target.

The next moment, everything around seemed to become darker, and the box containing the dementors looked even more dark.

Cold and dead silence

Ivan felt that his body fell into the ice cellar, and there was some power to draw away the heat from his body.

Immediately afterwards, a withered, scabbed palm stretched out from the box, and a strange figure in a cloak floated out,

It seems to have no legs. It is just suspended in the air, and its exposed body is so rotten that the white bones can be seen.

Ivan has seen the pitted arms of the werewolf, and has also seen Kino's body after being burned by the flames, but that is far from being compared to the dementor. The dementor looks like a mummy covered in rags. Just an empty body

Ivan tried hard to recall happy things in his mind, but he couldn't recall any of them. He only felt that he seemed to be back on the hospital bed again, and the demon named pain was sucking out his only vitality bit by bit, and He was unable to resist and could only sit and watch his own death.

Docter took a sip of wine and already had the wand in his hand, ready to intervene at any time. He felt that Ivan might not be able to hold on. He just hoped that this would not leave any psychological shadow.

At this time, the dementor had floated in front of Ivan, breathing out the cold air, and then gradually peeled off an illusory thing with various colors from Ivan's body, and sucked it into the empty big... mouth

At some point, the dementor's dry fingers had grasped the brim of the hat and was about to lift it. Docter was about to take action, but stopped because a wand had already been extended into the dementor's mouth.

"Call the gods to protect you!"

Under the threat of death, Ivan shouted loudly.

Colors returned to the dark and silent space, and along with a hissing sound, a dazzling light pierced the Dementor's body, and then more light penetrated from its tattered cloak.

Silent wails shook the surrounding air, and the dementor's light body seemed to have suffered a heavy blow. His figure became more illusory, and he flew out upside down. Finally, forced by the white mist, he got into the box. .

Just as wisps of white mist were about to pour in, the box was suddenly covered, but Docter walked to the box at some point and began to clean up the mess.

"How do you feel? Are you okay? I don't have chocolate here, maybe you can drink a little wine?" Docter asked with concern.

"No, I'm just a drinker." Ivan shook his head, and then glanced at the system panel.

The God-calling Guard was directly promoted to level three. The pressure this time was not as great as usual. It was true that he deliberately did not use Occlumency to resist the Dementors' ability to absorb happiness.

"Go on!" Ivan took a few minutes to adjust his emotions and then said.

"So fast? Don't you need to take a rest?" Docter raised his eyebrows.

"Go on!" Ivan insisted.

Docter opened the box as instructed, and the Dementor rushed out again. Its face was hidden in the cloak, but for some reason, Ivan could feel the other party's anger.

"Calling the Gods to Guard!" Faced with the Dementors again, Ivan was already familiar with the road, and his fear was reduced a lot. More importantly, the upgrade of his skills allowed him to find happiness.

The white mist reappeared, this time much more abundant than before, and could even faintly condense into the appearance of a patron saint. The white mist rolled around the Dementor's body and pressed it back into the box again.

[Ding, after practice, the proficiency of the God-calling guard has been greatly improved]

"Hoo" Ivan looked at the prompts in the system column and was very satisfied. He faced the dementors to practice the bodyguard, and his proficiency increased quickly.

In this case, I might be able to raise my level to level four in one afternoon.

Thinking of this, Ivan said excitedly.

"continue"

Doggett's expression was very strange. Dementors' terrifying ability to absorb happiness and create pain made even many adult wizards reluctant to face them.

Unexpectedly, Ivan not only withstood the pressure, but also became more and more excited. Although he was a little puzzled, Docter still did as he was told.

The third time I opened the box, the Dementor was like a black rag, pressing down on its flat body. It rushed towards Ivan, but was entangled in the white mist and was defeated by Ivan.

The fourth time, the Dementor wanted to escape, but Docter used the Divine Guard to press it back into the box.

the fifth time

the sixth time

Ivan had a great time playing. The third-level God-calling Guard was not enough to kill the dementors, so he could practice boldly with confidence.

And every time the proficiency level increases, the sound will make him happier.

[Ding, after practice, the proficiency of the God-calling guard has been greatly improved]

[The God-calling Guard has been upgraded to level four, current proficiency (1/1600), and will be rewarded with twenty academic points! 】

After repelling the Dementors for the eleventh time, the system's beep finally sounded in Ivan's mind.

The white mist floating around slowly condensed, and the unicorn's long hissing sound was clearly visible in the basement.

Docter raised his eyebrows. He had long noticed the difference in Ivan Hushen's guard, but he thought it was related to Asia, so he didn't ask.

Now I'm a little curious about what Ivan's patron saint looks like.

However, the Hushen Guard, which had vaguely condensed into a horse, turned into white mist again at the last moment. Docter shook his head and sighed.

There was no look of disappointment on Ivan's face, because this time he did it on purpose.

Although Doggett is one of the few people he can trust in his memory, for Ivan, they have only known each other for less than a day. As the shadow of the unicorn is his biggest trump card today, of course the fewer people who know about it, the better.

"Do you want to continue?" Docter asked.

Ivan nodded. Since the God-calling Guard is related to his bloodline magic, the higher the level, the better. Finally, he had the opportunity to let the Dementor serve as a sparring partner. Of course, he could practice as long as he could.

However, after Doggett opened the box for the twelfth time, Ivan, who was standing on the side, did not wait for the Dementor's attack for a long time.

Just when Ivan was wondering if the Dementor had been killed by him, a withered and rotten arm stretched out, grabbed the lid and closed the box with a bang.

It feels fine staying in the box and doesn't want to come out

Ivan stood in front of the box in a daze, not expecting the Dementor to react like this.

Ivan turned his head and looked at Docter with a strange expression.

Docter was also confused and said awkwardly. "Well, I think it may be tired today and needs a rest, otherwise we can come back tomorrow."

"Isn't it said that dementors are dark, cruel, and chaotic-thinking creatures?" Ivan said speechlessly.

"That's true, but they still have intelligence and can understand commands, otherwise the Ministry of Magic wouldn't use dementors to guard Azkaban." Docter explained.

(PS: The club where Lupine went to school had never drank Wolfsbane potion. Every time the moon was full, he would lose control of his transformation and could only stay in the Shrieking Shack. Moreover, as an important member of the Order of the Phoenix, Lupine was participating in the resistance. Voldemort's hero, Dumbledore would never let him be so poor if he had his way. So it is very likely that the Wolfsbane potion was developed when Harry was in second grade. Dumbledore received the news and fired the amnesiac at the end of the semester. Lockhart immediately found Lupine who was wandering and made him professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts.)

Thanks to book friend Art Moss for the 1,000 starting coins, and book friend Forever Mario for the 100 starting coins.