Chapter 415 Dementor: The Golden Retriever... The Dwarf... The Wizard... Slipped Away!

Chapter 415 Dementors: The golden-haired dwarf wizard has slipped away!

"If you're ready, we can start now!" Ivan threw the sack in his hand far away.

After listening to Ivan's words, the smile on Harry's face stopped and he nodded solemnly.

Ivan took a few steps back and stood in an inconspicuous place in the corner. Then he waved his wand and the rope binding the sack was automatically untied.

Harry looked over there nervously, holding the wand in his hand. He thought over and over again about the spell he practiced last night, feeling that this time he would be able to defeat the fear in his heart.

The next moment, a chill spread from the bag.

In the closed classroom, the oil lamp flickered for a few times and then went silent. The black mist gradually spread, and a cold and dead feeling gradually filled Harry's heart.

A withered, scabbed palm touched the edge of the sack, and the opening gradually expanded, and a mummy wearing a torn cloak floated out, suspended in the air.

Faintly, Harry could still see the rotting head with a big hole under the cloak, and countless invisible substances were being continuously sucked into the weird mouth.

Harry raised his wand high and his wrist trembled slightly. He originally thought he was fully prepared, but it wasn't until he faced the Dementor that he realized how terrifying this monster was.

Accompanied by a weird howl, the cloaked mummy had already rushed in front of Harry. The strange and terrifying face was so close, and a chill that penetrated into the bone marrow enveloped his whole body.

At the critical moment, the spell he had practiced countless times came to Harry's mind, and without any hesitation, Harry subconsciously raised his hand.

"Call the gods to protect you!"

A cloud of silver-white mist jumped out from the top of the wand and collided with the swooping dementors. The two opposing forces continued to confront each other in this small space.

The silvery mist acted like a shield, protecting Harry from the Dementors.

But since this was his first time using magic like the Patronus Charm, the defense built by the mist seemed to be very weak and not enough to drive away a Dementor.

On the contrary, the power of the dementors continued to affect Harry's mind through the mist. The white mist became thinner and thinner, and the withered and rotten hand even passed through the mist and reached out in front of him.

Harry tried hard to recall those happy things, but his mind was a blur. He couldn't remember anything. It seemed that there was nothing worth being happy about in his life, and all that was left was pain.

In a daze, Harry once again heard someone wailing desperately in his ears. Scenes kept flashing through his mind, but this time it was a man's voice.

"Lily, take Harry and go! It's him! Go! Run! I'll hold him back -"

Vaguely, Harry seemed to see a man stumbling out of the room, followed by another figure whose face he couldn't see clearly. He was laughing wildly, and a green light flashed in front of his eyes.

Harry felt as if his brain was about to explode, and the power of the Patronus Charm had been weakened to the extreme. The Dementor was already close to Harry, his hands grasping his neck, and the hood on his head had been taken off at some point.

Harry's vision had become blurry, his brain was groggy, and the fear of death shrouded his heart. Just when Harry couldn't hold on and was about to interrupt the magic, the Dementor's movements suddenly stopped.

The terrifying rotten creature suddenly turned its head and looked at the corner. Whether it was an illusion or not, Harry actually felt panic in the Dementor's body.

In fact, Harry was not mistaken. The moment before the Dementor took action, he keenly discovered Ivan in the corner with his wand held high through his special senses.

Noticing Ivan's golden hair, short stature, and the Gryffindor robe he was wearing, the Dementor suddenly howled in horror.

Even the "delicious food" that was so close to him was forgotten. He suddenly retracted the palm that was holding Harry's neck, and then fled in the opposite direction to Ivan with a whoosh.

Harry sat down on the ground limply, breathing heavily. Under his blurred vision, the black monster was running around in the classroom.

After the Dementor flew around, he found that the abandoned classroom was closed, all the windows were closed tightly, and the only exit was on Ivan's side. In a panic, the Dementor simply climbed back in. into the sack that originally bound him.

Because there was a powerful force there that could isolate the inside and outside, the dementors simply shrank into the sack and could not come out.

"What's going on? I haven't done anything yet." Ivan was confused. He was just about to wave his wand to release the Patronus Charm to save Harry. Unexpectedly, in the blink of an eye, he saw the Dementor getting back into the sack. .

Are you so conscious?

Ivan's expression was very strange, until he remembered the legendary title of Enemy of Dementors, he finally understood it.

But am I so scary?

Ivan curled his lips, unable to understand the excessive behavior of the dementors. He was clearly a very kind person and not an evil wizard.

While Ivan was complaining silently in his heart, Harry, who was barely holding on next to him, suddenly fell to the ground, as motionless as a dead fish. If it weren't for his eyes wide open, Ivan would have thought he had fainted.

"Harry, are you okay?" Ivan quickly stepped forward, helped Harry up, and asked worriedly.

"What happened just now? I heard someone calling my name, that person, Lord Voldemort, the Dark Lord. He used the Killing Curse on me." Harry didn't come back to his senses for a while, and was talking randomly about what he just saw. everything.

"That's your memory, Harry!" Ivan interrupted Harry and emphasized.

"The power of the dementors reminds you of the most painful memories buried deep in your mind."

Having said this, Ivan also regretted a little. It was indeed inappropriate to directly use Dementors to assist in practice. Although Harry did not pass out directly like in the original time and space, it seemed that he was more stimulated!

It took Harry a while to come back to his senses and realize that there was no Voldemort or his parents here at all. That was all in the past.

"I'm sorry, I'm just..." Harry wanted to explain, but he stammered and didn't know what to say. In the end, he could only sigh, looked around, and asked aloud.

"Where's that dementor Ivan?"

"No~ It's in that bag!" Ivan pointed to the sack and replied.

Thanks to book friends Shifting Stars for the 500 starting coins, and Mu Fu Mingyi and Wan Shi Wu Yong Quan for the 100 starting coins.