Hogwarts Ordnance Manual

Although Firenze looked confused, seeing Dudley's serious look, he had no other choice.

Bain on the other side is in dire straits. Although he is tall and as strong as an ox, he is not afraid even when facing giants, but he is really helpless when facing these invulnerable, water and fire dementors. When the bow and arrow were ineffective, he drew out his long scimitar, and when the dementor approached, he slashed the dementor on the shoulder with a "force splitting Huashan".

However, there is no doubt that not only was it unable to harm the Dementor, Bain's blade was shattered by the force of the counter-shock. His thick arm snapped, and his body was knocked to the ground.

The Dementor shook its head and reached out to grab it. Bain's thick body was immediately lifted up in the air. His strong and rough face finally showed a hint of fear, but the struggle had no effect on the Dementor's telepathy. The Dementor flew away. When he reached his side, without any movement, Bain felt as if countless sharp needles were drilling into his head, pulling out the things in his head.

"Thunderstorm bomb!"

Dudley roared, his wrist had transformed into a revolver, and he fired one shot at the Dementor who was trying to drain Bane. Because the distance was very close, if he used a double-barreled shotgun or an AK, he would easily be unable to kill the Dementor. Instead, he accidentally injured poor Bane, and Dudley had to use his pistol to attract the Dementors' attention.

The bullets filled with lightning exploded on the Dementor's back, and the thunder splashed everywhere, but it only made the color of the cloak in that part lighter, and the Dementor's figure swayed slightly, almost unscathed.But this successfully diverted the Dementors' attention away from Bane.

"Hey! Grandpa! Come after your grandpa if you have the guts!" Dudley fired a few more shots at another dementor and shouted in a very disgusting manner.

After observation, Dudley has roughly understood the various abilities of the Dementors. The most difficult thing for them is actually the telekinesis controlled by Volley. As long as they are close to them, they can easily fly people away, lose control of their bodies, or be invisible. He was pressed to the ground with such force that he could not move, and the range of this kind of telepathy was about 5 meters.

Theoretically, as long as you keep a distance from the dementors, you can be invincible, but the second ability of the dementors is equally powerful, and that is flying. They are almost not limited by gravity, and they will not Affected by air resistance, they are destined to move extremely quickly, and making sudden stops and turns is a piece of cake, as if Newton's three major mechanics have completely opened the back door for them.

Fortunately, Dudley was also good at flying and had experience chasing vampires in Romania. However, he couldn't do tricks like making his pursuers hit trees, or pulling up to kill them.

Firenze on the other side looked at the Magnum bullets in his hand, with beads of sweat on his forehead. He had never prayed to a handful of bullets, but as the old saying goes, there is a first time for everything.

Bain, who was still in shock, walked to Firenze. What he had just experienced had made him mentally depressed to the extreme, and he wanted to leave.

But centaurs value honor and kindness as treasures. Bain was extremely grateful to Dudley for sacrificing himself for others and attracting the dementors. When Firenze said this, he gritted his teeth and asked Firenze to put the bullet. He placed it on the grass and sat down on his knees first.

Firenze understood and knelt down as well.He looked up at the tip of the crescent moon peeking out from the clouds, then lowered his head and began to recite:

“We, the centaurs, are deeply in awe of the great power of nature.

At dawn, we stand under the green shade, dancing with graceful figures amidst the chirping of birds, praying for the protection and blessings of nature.

Our prayers and songs penetrated the forest, ethereal and long.

We pray to nature to give us the nutrients and sunlight we need to grow.

I hope that the spring rain can warm all things and nourish all living creatures.

We are grateful to nature and Mother Earth, and hope that she will take care of us and protect us as we move forward.

Please grant us some natural blessing to get us out of trouble..."

If this is considered a spell of natural magic, it is really smelly and long, and it is impossible to use it in battle. You pray that the enemy will hack you to death eighteen times, but after the two centaurs prayed, it really From the surrounding trees, grass, and even streams and mist, a glimmer of green light floated out, gradually gathering into the hands of Firenze and Bain.

"It really works!" Firenze couldn't help but feel pleasantly surprised. The two of them solemnly pushed the green light balls in their hands onto the Magnum bullets on the grass. After a while, those bullets magically absorbed the green balls. The energy, even the luster of the metal was tinged with a slight green light.

"Dudley! It's done!" Firenze shouted into the air. He didn't know where Dudley flew to, but it shouldn't be too far.

At the same time, boss Dudley is not relaxed at all. In other words, he is dancing on the tip of a knife, walking on a tightrope on the top of the mountain. If he is not careful, he will be beaten by two dementors, and the two dogs will snatch an Ollie. Give.

However, he kept his ears open to listen to the movements of the centaurs. When he heard Firenze's call, he immediately became energetic. However, due to the severe situation behind him, he still made a big detour before flying to Firenze's direction.

Firenze was also well aware of Dudley's difficulty. He tore off a piece of animal skin from his leather jacket, wrapped the bullet, and when Dudley whizzed down, he threw it towards Dudley and then quickly backed away.

"Bang!" Dudley caught it without fail. For a Quidditch expert, it was like picking something out of a bag.

Without even having time to observe the changes of the bullet, Dudley lay down and hugged the handle of the broom tightly, skillfully stuffing the bullet into the magazine.

"Ta!" As soon as the wheel closed, Dudley felt that it was time to feel proud!With a sudden pull on the broom, he assumed a flying rattlesnake posture, then hung upside down and swiped at the dementors that were chasing after him.

"Bang, bang, bang..." Six bullets with light green enchantment hit the face of the Dementor head closest to Dudley, causing a burst of green ripples.

Did it work?

The Dementor roared violently, but its flying speed did not slow down much.

Isn’t natural energy useless too?

The green ripples caused by the six bullets were like boiling water poured on the ice and snow. The tiny energy particles, which were invisible to the naked eye, had an astonishing annihilation effect with the material of the Dementor's cloak.

After a while, the entire hood of the dementor was "corroded" away. Its head, which looked like it had been mashed and stuffed into a plastic bag, was completely exposed to the air, and bursts of white smoke came out, as if it had been sulfuric acid. If you splash it on, it will be very painful to watch.

Dudley quickly turned around, accelerating while loading six more bullets, and repeated his old trick. However, this time the bullet hit the dementor's exposed head, but it was as if it had been hit into a dead wood. There was no reaction, and no reaction. Deals further damage to the dementors.

"Natural energy can annihilate its defense, but it cannot directly kill it..." Dudley thought to himself.

Just when he was distracted, a sudden change occurred, and another dementor rushed out from the dense forest below, and in the blink of an eye, it was within five meters of Dudley.

"Trench!" Before Dudley could yell a curse word, he felt his world spinning and was knocked off the broom by the Dementor's telekinesis.

"My life is at stake!" Dudley watched helplessly as his broom flew away into the distance, while he himself fell from at least 40 meters in the air.

If it fell to the ground, even if it was the mud in the forest, it would be dead and lifeless. The only difference would be whether the integrity of the limbs is five points or eight points.

The sound of wind poured into Dudley's mouth and nose, but under the influence of the Dementors' telekinesis, his body was paralyzed. Even if he tried his best, he could only move his fingers slightly, but he could not move his fingers. Freed from that paralysis.

I watched the treetops below getting closer and closer, followed by the creek bed covered with rocks. If I hit my head on the rocks, wouldn't it be like a watermelon exploding on the spot?

But Dudley found that the speed of his fall seemed to suddenly slow down, as if there was an invisible force holding him up, preventing him from falling and causing his brain to burst.

But then he saw two dementors coming out from the side and surrounding him.

After all, humans with split brains cannot provide food for the dementors.

Dudley was hanging upside down and gradually stopped in the air, while the hoodless dementor pushed his companion away with force and moved his disgusting mouth towards him.