Chapter 416 Harry: Why Am I Afraid of This Kind of Thing?

Harry looked over and saw that the bag was bulging. The rope for binding was still thrown aside. The opening was not closed. It was dark inside.

"You just cast a spell to drive away the Dementor? How did you do it? That shouldn't be the power of the Patronus Charm, right?" Harry said curiously. He remembered that he last saw the Dementor taking the initiative. He let go of himself and ran around in fear.

I just don’t know what kind of magic Ivan used to make such an evil creature so panicked.

"No, I actually didn't do anything. The dementor ran away after seeing me." Ivan shrugged and said helplessly.

Harry was dubious. Aren't Dementors a chaotic and evil creature? Will they also be afraid and run away?

Harry can't imagine it

"Those dementors are also intelligent creatures, and of course they will feel fear when faced with forces stronger than themselves!" Ivan saw the question in Harry's mind and explained it, and then said with a smile.

"If you can completely master the Patronus Charm, you will find that dementors are not difficult to deal with. For example, what you just did was very good."

"But I was almost killed by a dementor just now," Harry said gloomily with a look of shame on his face.

"At least you didn't faint again, right? This is a big improvement! You can't expect to learn such advanced spells in one or two times, right?" Ivan comforted.

After Ivan's reminder, Harry also noticed this, and his originally depressed mood suddenly improved a lot.

The most uncomfortable thing about him this school year is that every time he encounters a dementor, he will fall into a shameful coma, which even causes the Gryffindor team to lose the game. It can be said that he has become a kind of inner demon.

This time, although he failed to defeat the dementors, at least he managed to hold on without losing consciousness. This was progress.

Harry felt that if he tried a few more times, he might be able to defeat this monster completely!

Thinking of this, Harry cheered up and climbed up from the ground with his weak body, ready to do it again with high morale!

"Are you sure you don't need to take a rest?" Ivan asked worriedly.

"No, I'm fine!" Harry shook his head, picked up the wand that fell to the ground, and assumed a fighting stance.

Ivan raised his eyebrows and did not try to persuade him. He raised his wand and pointed it at the opening of the sack. Wisps of white mist condensed into a ball and flew there, intending to cast a spell directly to hide in the sack. The dementors were forced out.

Harry's eyes were fixed on the movement of the ball of light, and he clenched his wand, ready to take action at any time.

However, the ball of light flew in from the opening of the sack, but the dementor inside showed no sign of coming out for a long time. Harry turned to look at Ivan strangely.

Ivan was also confused and tried again, using the Patronus Charm to condense a more powerful ball of white mist light, but he still failed to force out the dementors inside.

"Well, maybe there was an accident. Just wait!"

Ivan said something awkward, walked forward quickly, lifted up the sack, turned it over and bumped it down hard.

Come out!

Unfortunately, the dementor seemed to be stuck in the sack, and no matter how Ivan shook it, it had no effect.

Harry on the side saw this scene in his eyes, and his expression was very strange. Is there really a Dementor inside? Why were you afraid of this kind of thing before?

Ivan on the other side was stumped for a moment after trying various methods but failing. He didn't know what to do.

Although he could destroy the container that the other party used to live in, leaving it with nowhere to escape, he spent a lot of time making this thing. After it was destroyed, there would be nothing else that could trap the Dementor.

Ivan remembered that dementors could understand the wizard's words, so he tentatively put his wand into the sack, poked it, and spoke.

"Come out! I know you can understand what I'm saying! We actually don't have any malicious intentions, we just want your help. There is a young wizard here who wants to learn the Patronus Charm and needs your cooperation."

Of course, the dementor hiding in the sack cannot come out. It does not believe Ivan's words, and it is even less likely to help a wizard learn to restrain his own magic. It is not that there is something wrong with its brain.

Seeing that this method was ineffective, Ivan turned to threaten again, saying that if the Dementor did not agree, he would completely destroy it now. If it agreed, he could consider letting the other side go.

Seeing Ivan threatening and tempting the Dementors, Harry really didn't know how to complain. His impression of the Dementors in the past few months had been destroyed in just a few dozen minutes. Clean and tidy.

However, Harry still had some doubts about whether Ivan's actions were useful. Can creatures like dementors really communicate normally with wizards?

Soon, Harry saw the result. Under Ivan's threat, the dementor carefully poked its head out of the hiding sack, and finally floated out.

The disgusting and rotten body looked much more insubstantial than before, and there were several big holes in the tattered cloak. Harry thought they should have been punched out by the two white mist light balls.

This makes this dementor not look scary overall, but rather inexplicably pitiful.

"Okay, Harry, I have reached an agreement with this dementor, and it is happy to help you!" Ivan was quite satisfied with the general attitude of the dementor and said with great confidence.

Harry felt that Mr. Dementor might not be as happy as Ivan said.

Under Ivan's command, the two sides regained their stance.

The difference is that the atmosphere now is completely different from before. Harry held the wand and tried hard to adjust himself to be serious. However, looking at the Dementor opposite who was being scolded by Ivan, Harry not only couldn't be serious, he even felt a little... Want to laugh.

Under Ivan's repeated urging, the Dementor emerged from the sack and reluctantly pretended to be predatory and floated towards Harry.

As the distance got closer, the smell of food made the dementors a little bit eager to move. Unfortunately, Ivan was watching from the side, and no matter how greedy the dementors were, they did not dare to make any move.

Although the Dementors had restrained their power as much as possible, Harry was still inevitably affected. The ability to spread fear was like the Dementors' talent, which seemed to be impossible to turn off.

"Invoke God's Guard!" Harry gritted his teeth and cast the spell over and over again despite the painful memories that appeared in his mind. A vast white mist continued to spurt out from the top of the wand, pushing away the approaching dementors. Come

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