Hogwarts: From Squibs to Greatness

Chapter 153 New Semester

This Christmas is a little bit different for everyone.

First of all, a 12-year-old unjust case was cleared.

No one thought that Sirius Black, who was identified as a traitor and executioner, was actually a hero, and Peter Pettigrew, the victim of the Medal of Merlin, was the despicable traitor.

Secondly, Lucius Malfoy, head of the Malfoy family of the pure-blood family, was temporarily imprisoned in the Ministry of Magic for selling black magic props.

His wife, Narcissa Malfoy, raised objections, indicating that it was a black magic prop collected by the family, and Lucius chose to sell it only because he was afraid of harming the child.

This is normal business practice and not a crime.

But also because of this, everyone found that Draco Malfoy, who was originally invincible, seemed to have become a little more low-key and silent, and the two followers who had been by his side did not appear behind him immediately.

Friendships maintained by interests are false after all.

But these are not the most important things. What is more hotly discussed than these two things is that John Williams, known as "Young Merlin", once again published a brand new result.

Different from the previous two times, the shock caused by the new spell this time is no less than that of the Second Origin that fell in Dongpu.

Because what John announced this time was not a spell, nor a new potion, but a complete new ritual.

Brand New Animagus Ritual!

A new ritual that is safer and easier.

According to the "Daily Prophet" report, it has been verified that this new ritual can indeed protect the caster in case of failure, and it is also simpler and more convenient, as shown in its process.

Therefore, this high-risk ritual that can only be completed by top transfiguration masters or lucky idiots has completely become a difficult ritual at this moment, and failure will no longer cause serious consequences.

However, this kind of ritual can only be attempted by powerful wizards with profound knowledge and solid basic skills.

But even because of this, at the dinner after returning to school, everyone still had a lively discussion about the new Animagus ritual.

At the same time, the professors sitting in the teacher's seat also raised their glasses to John frequently. After all, as teachers of Hogwarts, they are all deeply honored by such an honor.

Some are happy and some are sad.

Compared to other houses, Slytherin House looked very dull, especially Mr. Malfoy, with a gloomy expression, he forked the peas on the plate, and looked at John's back with complicated eyes.

The banquet lasted until very late, except for Slytherin, all the other little wizards went to sleep with satisfied smiles.

The next day, the school resumed classes.

On this cold, wet January morning, the last thing anyone wanted was to be on the grounds for two hours.

It's just that everyone didn't expect that Hagrid made a bonfire full of salamanders in order to make the school's little wizards happy.

This class was very interesting. The students collected firewood and leaves to keep the fire burning. Those lizards who like flames jumped around in the crackling firewood.

The first divination class of the new term was much less interesting, and now Professor Trelawney taught them palm reading.

Especially for Harry, the course was torture, because Professor Trelawney told him at every opportunity that he had the shortest lifeline she had ever seen.

The class Harry was looking forward to was Defense Against the Dark Arts, and he hoped that the training course against dementors could start as soon as possible.

After class, Harry reminded Lupine of his promise.

"Yes," Lupine replied, "let me see... how about eight o'clock on Thursday night? The History of Magic classroom should be big enough... I'll have to figure out how to do it... We can't take a real camera The ghosts were brought into the castle to practice..."

In fact, the time for the previous discussion was before Christmas, but because of Sirius' retrial, Professor Lupine needed to act as a witness, so the matter was delayed.

Harry also knew that they were working hard for his godfather, so Harry didn't contact any of them during the Christmas holiday, and concentrated on staying in school, spending Christmas with Ron and Hermione.

Time soon came to eight o'clock on Thursday night, and Harry left Gryffindor Tower to go to the History of Magic classroom.

When we got there, the classroom was empty and pitch black.He lit the lamp with his wand, and after only five minutes, Professor Lupine appeared with a large cargo box in his hand.He placed the crate on Professor Binns' podium.

"What's that?" Harry asked.

"Another Boggart," said Lupine, taking off his cloak. "I've been poking around the castle since Tuesday, and luckily I found this guy hiding in Mr. Filch's filing cabinet."

"It's as close to a dementor as we can find. The boggart turns into a dementor when it sees you, so we can use it for practice. When I don't need it, I keep it there In my office. I have a cabinet under my desk, he'll love it."

"Okay," said Harry, trying to sound as if he wasn't worried at all, but happy that Lupine had found an ideal Dementor replacement.

"Then..." Professor Lupine drew out his wand, and signaled Harry to do the same. "The spell I'm about to demonstrate and teach you is a very advanced kind of magic, Harry! It's far beyond that of ordinary wizards." Level. This spell is called the Patronus Charm."

"What's the use?" Harry asked nervously.

"Well, if you do it right, it will conjure a Patronus," said Lupine. "It's a sort of dementor buster! A guardian that stands between you and the dementors like a shield, Of course, now there is one more dementor killer, I really didn't expect John..."

"Like John released before?" Harry asked

"What?" Lupine's thoughts were interrupted by Harry's sudden opening.

"Like John did those two times? On the train and at the Quidditch pitch."

Lupine nodded. "Yes, just like John released before."

Involuntarily, Harry thought again of the scene on the Quidditch field that day.

John stood in the rain, holding up the wand in his hand, the silver-white light dispelled the cold on his body, and also dispelled the surrounding dementors.

Mighty dragons hovered in the sky, strangling the dementors to death.

Professor Lupine continued: "What did I say, right... the Patronus is a positive force, an external expression of those things that dementors live on, hope, happiness, and the desire to survive, but it It doesn't feel hopeless like real people, so dementors can't do anything to it. But I must remind you, Harry, this spell may be too advanced for you, and many brilliant wizards have not been able to master it."

"Is the appearance of the Patronus fixed?" Harry asked curiously.

"Each Patronus is unique to the wizard who created it."

Harry nodded at Lupine's words, thinking of John's dragon Patronus.

"Then how do we cast this spell?" Harry asked back from his thoughts
"While reciting the spell, you must focus all your thoughts on a particularly pleasant moment for the spell to take effect."

Harry racked his brains for a pleasant moment.

Certainly, all of his encounters with the Dursleys couldn't be considered.In the end, he chose the memory of receiving the Firebolt from Sirius this Christmas.

"There," he said, recalling as accurately as possible that strange, ecstatic feeling he had.

"The spell is..." Lupine cleared his throat, "Call for protection!"

"Cheers," Harry repeated silently, "Cheers."

"Have you concentrated your thoughts on that pleasant memory?"

"Oh...yeah..." said Harry, quickly forcing his thoughts back to the day he received the Firebolt. ..."

Suddenly, something shot out from the tip of his wand, what looked like a cloud of silvery white gas.

"Did you see it?" Harry said excitedly, "There is a reaction!"

"Fine," Lupine said with a smile, "so... ready to practice on dementors?"

"Okay." Harry said, clutching his wand tightly, and walked to the middle of the empty classroom.

He tried to think only of the Firebolt, while Lupine grabbed the lid of the crate and yanked it off.

A dementor emerged slowly from the box, its hooded face turned towards Harry, a cold, mangy hand clutching the cloak.

The lights in the classroom flickered a few times, then went out, and the dementor stepped out of the box and began to approach Harry silently and quickly, making low, grunting panting noises at the same time.

A bone-chilling chill enveloped Harry.

"Guardian!" Harry yelled "Guardian! Guardian..."

However, the classroom and the dementors were disappearing... Harry fell into the thick white mist again, and suddenly his mother's voice was louder than ever, echoing in his head!

But for no reason, everything about that day in the Shrieking Shack came to Harry's mind, John's words rang out.

"I'm not afraid of you! I'm not afraid of you!" Harry clenched his teeth to suppress the discomfort in his body, ignoring his mother's voice next to his ear.

Then the happy memories in Harry's mind began to surge, and his heart felt warm.

The next moment, Harry recited firmly:

"Call God Guard!"

Silver-white mist emerged from the tip of Harry's wand, enveloping the dementor transformed from a Boggart.

I saw the dementor let out an ugly scream, and raised his hand in front of his face to block the light, but he couldn't do it at all. In the end, under the light, the dementor retracted into the box.

"boom!"

With the sound of the box being slammed shut, Harry panted heavily and sat on the ground.

After Lupine locked the box, he looked at Harry very satisfied, and said with a smile
"Congratulations, Harry, you learned the Patronus Charm!"

(End of this chapter)