bookbashuk Chapter 228 New drawing complete! Harry: Dementors? I'll avoid them!
Chapter 228 New drawing complete! Harry: Dementors? I'll avoid them!
Chapter 229 New drawing complete! Harry: Dementors? I'll avoid them!
On the field.
The rain was pouring down.
Harry, soaking wet and trembling, rode on a flying broomstick.
Every breath exhaled carries with it frost.
Harry looked down.
They saw hordes of Dementors.
Like a dark vortex, it was constantly engulfing him.
【Aaaaaah—!】
Please, please don't!
The woman's screams, mixed with arrogant and cruel laughter, echoed in my mind once again.
Harry felt dizzy and his teeth chattered uncontrollably.
then.
He saw a glimmer of golden light.
It's the Golden Snitch!
It flickered among the dark, swarming Dementors.
Like a joyful bird in flight.
Harry immediately perked up.
Almost instinctively, he activated his Light Wheel 2000, and like an arrow released from a bow, he flew straight toward the golden thief!
A gasp of surprise erupted from the stands!
"Is he insane?!"
Ron yelled, his eyes widening in horror.
"Oh—Harry must have fainted and fallen! That must have been at least tens of meters high!"
Hermione covered her eyes, and Jipin dared not look anymore.
"No!"
Hagrid, holding up his binoculars, roared:
"Harry found the Golden Snitch! He deliberately went after the Dementors!!"
Ron: "That's why I said Harry must be crazy."
The whistling wind rushed past my ears.
The cold rain splattered haphazardly on my face.
Harry couldn't hear anything at that moment.
As he approached the Dementor, the extreme cold caused frost to form on his fingers and cheeks.
The Dementors swarmed in.
Beneath the black cloak, a terrifying, hole-like mouth was constantly sucking.
It's taking over Harry's will!
Damn it... How could he fall here? Harry felt dizzy and tried to reach out, but the Golden Snitch was getting further and further away from him.
In his mind, his mother's screams almost split his skull open.
Captain Wood is graduating this year, and this is his last Quidditch match...
Gryffindor must win the championship...
Ethan...those fairies...those screams and the flames of explosions...
The thrill of using magic spells to personally slay enemies and protect everyone!
Harry's gaze sharpened.
He gripped the broom handle tightly and turned himself upright in an instant!
He pulled his wand from his pocket and pointed it at the rampant Dementors!
In his mind, the incantation Professor Lupin taught him, "EpectoPatronum (Touch of the Spirits)!", popped into his head.
A dazzling, blinding silver light erupted from the tip of Harry's staff!
It coalesced into a shimmering silver stag.
Like a guardian of the clearing path, he leaped lightly and swiftly among the Dementors!
Wherever it went, the Dementors scattered in terror!
At the teachers' table.
All the professors stood up.
I was utterly astonished.
The image of the silver stag leaping among the dark clouds was reflected in Dumbledore's crescent-shaped spectacles.
The same patron saint as James Potter.
My eyes involuntarily welled up with tears.
"Ah...look, Severus."
Dumbledore turned his head and smiled hoarsely at Professor Snape:
"What a wonderful class... This time, we will definitely not lose so many people like before."
Professor Snape's lips twitched a few times.
Then, with a sudden flick of his robe, he turned around and strode away from the stands.
"I've killed fairies and won a battle! I'm a member of the Beacon of Light Society led by Ethan!!"
"A mere Dementor! Don't try to scare me!!!"
Harry's hoarse roar.
Piercing through the rain, the sound resonated throughout the entire stadium and in the ears of every student.
"...Merlin, was that a complete Patronus Charm? Harry successfully summoned a physical Patronus?"
Michael murmured, staring blankly at the scene.
He turned his head sharply and looked at Ethan.
Ethan was seen lounging casually in his chair.
Completely, it was exactly as expected.
Michael was immediately filled with respect.
Indeed, everything unfolded exactly as Ethan had predicted.
It was as if they already knew Harry could use the Patronus Charm.
Ethan is truly an unfathomable and terrifying person.
Michael became even more determined to stand firmly on Ethan's side and latch onto Ethan's coattails.
What's wrong with this weird thing?
He's amazing!
"Ethan's Leg, I've Been Clinging to Him Since I Was a Child"
"Beep beep!!"
A sharp whistle pierced the air.
Referee: "Harry caught the Golden Snitch! Gryffindor gets 150 points! Gryffindor wins!!"
The shout reached Harry's ears.
It seems to be coming from a very far place.
He held the golden thief tightly with one hand, but his body was also at its limit.
Consciousness gradually faded, and the silver light gradually disappeared.
The greedy and angry Dementors slowly gathered around him again.
Until one "BOOM!!!"
A dazzling beam of light pierced through the sky!
Like a thunderbolt from the sky, the Soul-Stealing Monster exploded, tearing open a cylindrical gash!
A giant, golden spear, crackling with lightning, was deeply embedded in the earth.
It seemed as if it would tear the entire earth apart.
The remaining Dementors fled in a mournful cry and soon disappeared without a trace.
Only fragments of the cloak, like black cotton wool, fell with the rain.
The stands were completely quiet.
The students stared at the golden spear standing upright on the ground, speechless for a moment.
Kong... is so cool.
Ron murmured, staring at the scene with burning eyes.
Harry looked up and saw Ethan standing in the storm from the stands.
At this moment, the other party held a paintbrush, and golden lightning coiled around his body.
Her black hair flew in the wind, and the hem of her clothes fluttered.
They looked like gods descending to earth, full of heroic spirit and majestic aura!
Harry immediately felt relieved.
Close your eyes and let yourself freefall.
I feel like Ethan... hasn't been so weird lately.
Look at that thunderous spear, how radiant it is!
Ethan watched as the crowd hurriedly surrounded Harry and took him to the infirmary.
He seemed to be deep in thought.
[You were inspired by watching the scene of "Harry stepping in to catch the thief"]
You've been inspired by the "Hawk Pouncing on Its Prey" technique.
Hmm, something feels off.
In Ethan's mind, the image of the golden thief appeared—nimble and swift, almost synonymous with victory and glory, guiding people in their relentless pursuit...
correct!
Isn't this the effect of Felix Felicis?
Ethan snapped his fingers, his eyes gleaming.
"I see!"
"I know how to materialize Felix Felicis onto the canvas!"
Ethan has a brilliant idea.
It is absolutely just and righteous!
He couldn't wait to draw it.
Ethan: "Thanks to the blood I collected from the fairy leader, the Red Dragon... now it can come in handy."
Ethan then entered the painting phase.
The location, naturally, was his Ravenclaw bedroom, where he could see into the distance and felt most comfortable.
My roommates Michael and Mandy slept in the living room again.
Time flies.
Before we knew it, Christmas was just around the corner.
Have you ever heard birds chirping at night?
A Ravenclaw yawned, holding his textbook, and chatted with his companion.
"It seems like there is... probably an owl or something outside the window."
"Hmm, maybe. But to me, it sounds like it's right next to my ear."
As he spoke, the student shivered.
For some reason, I always feel a bit cold.
They didn't think much of it.
The topic was quickly changed.
"Look, the Aurors are patrolling again."
"It's like Sirius would actually hide in the classroom, it's hilarious."
"The day before yesterday, Professor McGonagall lost her temper and turned the table into a pig, throwing it at the intruding Auror."
"We haven't caught a glimpse of Sirius after all this time. Ugh, the Ministry of Magic is really weak."
"Speaking of which, what classes are there after lunch?"
"The Magical Creatures Protection Class".
"Oh—I must say, that tall, muscular giant was quite an interesting teacher..."
The group chatted idly as they walked away.
Arrod's eyes were dark and swollen. He caught a few idle words and clenched his fists.
Damn it...where is that wretched Sirius hiding?!
"I hope I don't end up grabbing the other side."
Ravenclaw bedroom.
"Mission accomplished!"
Ethan put down his brush, his eyes bloodshot, and looked at the painting before him with delight.
Congratulations! You have successfully combined Felix Felicis with painting! You have created an extraordinary artwork!
Title: The Shrike's Nest