A Certain Hogwarts Magician Professor

This sound rolled up a layer of silver-white air waves, which quickly swept across the entire stadium, and the little wizards who were affected by the dementors suddenly got rid of their cold and desperate mood.

Professor McGonagall glanced around with her wand and made a quick judgment. She said to Felix and Dumbledore, "I'll go offstage."

At this moment, Harry landed smoothly. Mrs. Hooch hurriedly stepped forward to check, and Gryffindor players rushed forward. At the same time, Cedric looked back blankly at the sudden situation on the field - he was still holding a golden snitch in his hand.

The little wizards who had just gotten rid of the influence saw this scene, especially the little wizards of Hufflepuff almost overturned the entire stadium, and the huge cheers were like waves.

The dementors that were unable to patrol were eager to move, and the little guy who had a huge threat could not let them give up the feast at his fingertips. Some dementors rose into the air, and the remaining dementors lifted the tattered hoods on their heads and continued to absorb them. The joyful breath in the air...

Dementors have no eyes and rely on smell and emotion to perceive everything outside, but today they have a new experience - they see light.

The Swift Patronus rushed into the dementor group in the blink of an eye, and its whole body was shining and dazzling. The silver-white air waves exploded, surging and setting off waves of silver waves.

The dementors disintegrated almost instantly, and they kept retreating, but the silver Swift Patronus was as fast as lightning, and its flight trajectory was woven into a fine net in mid-air, encircling all the dementors, any touch Dementors that reach the fine mesh will fall back.

They were completely trapped.

Under the dull gazes of the little wizards, the gaps in the net became thinner and thinner, gradually turning into a hemispherical cover. The figure of the dementor was hidden little by little, and finally, the form of Swift disappeared, and a half-moon appeared in the center of the field.

The light of the "half full moon" pierced the foggy stadium.

A little wizard said absentmindedly: "Professor Hepp conjured a moon?" His companions completely agreed with him.

Many students looked up at the sky, as if to make sure the moon was still there, but all they could see was a black sky covered with dark clouds.

Felix's eyes were filled with silvery white light, and his current mood was a bit strange. The Patronus is constructed from pure, happy, and positive emotions, but because it has no human emotions and will not despair, the photo is taken. Ghosts cannot harm them.

Crucially, Felix discovered that the radiance evoked by the Patronus seemed to have a tremendous restraint on the Dementors.

He borrowed the perspective of the patron saint of Swift and found that the dementors in the encircling circle seemed to be very slightly reduced in size...

"Maybe it's an illusion..." Felix whispered, the light of the "half full moon" became stronger, and it looked like a rising silver moon.

The expression on Dumbledore's face became strange. He was really angry, and he was angry that the Dementors dared to break into the school. He had planned to teach them a lesson.

But now it seems that if he doesn't dissuade him in time, Felix might do something amazing.

The Patronus is recognized as a defensive magic that can only drive but not kill Dementors, but Dumbledore would not make such a judgment superficially.

The simplest logic is - if the Patronus can't hurt the Dementors, why are they so afraid of this magic?

He said softly, "Felix, you can teach them a lesson, but the Dementors can't be killed. They are staff members of the Ministry of Magic."

Felix shrugged, a streamer flew from the full moon, turned into a silver swift again, and stopped in mid-air.

The "half full moon" gradually dissipated, and the little wizards stared at it with wide eyes, and they chatted and discussed——

"You said, did the Dementors get smaller?"

"It really seems like this..."

"Will it be a matter of perspective, we are standing high."

"Impossible, I took a peek at the dementors guarding the door when I went to Hogsmeade, and they were each at least six feet tall, and now I don't see them as five feet..."

"..."

After the dementors saw the sun again, it was almost too late to take a look at the Patronus who was still in the air. They desperately fled the place, and the black tattered cloth at the hem was almost bent at an angle parallel to the ground.

The body of the silver swift swelled out at once, magnified thousands of times, with a wingspan of nearly twenty feet, and it was tucked far behind the dementor, and from time to time it burst into a bright light.

The little wizards burst into huge cheers. In their opinion, it was Professor Hepp who was venting their anger.

Dementors flee faster.

After a while, the exaggerated Swift Patronus flew back and stood far away on the edge of the Quidditch field, welcoming the adoring gazes of the little wizards.

"The wife is so handsome!"

"It's over." Felix sighed, but did not take back the silver patron saint.

Dumbledore looked at him strangely.

"Felix, I need to remind you that although Dementors are not very intelligent, they have a vague sense of community - as I told you, they can find one without one."

Felix said hesitantly: "Isn't it okay to stay for a day?"

Dumbledore seemed to be amused. "Oh, unless you want to be approached by the Ministry of Magic. Thousands of people have seen your Patronus, and you can't argue."

"What if Sirius Black did it? He learned powerful black magic from Voldemort..." Felix said tentatively.

"In this case..." Dumbledore smiled, "It's not a big problem, but you have to show strong evidence to deal with the Ministry of Magic's investigators, most likely Fudge himself."

Felix smacking his lips, "Strong evidence, all right."

With a wave of his hand, the giant silver swift standing on the edge of the field made a crisp chirping, and from its beak spewed two black shadows—a deformed Dementor barely three feet tall.

They left almost in a hurry, Felix and Dumbledore watching the Dementor disappear completely.

Dumbledore said thoughtfully: "Felix, your Patronus has opened my eyes. I thought it would be a great initiative to develop a Patronus to transmit messages, but I didn't expect you to think of swallowing a camera. The way the ghosts do."

Felix blinked. "I had a flash of inspiration too, Headmaster. But it worked really well."

In the stadium, Professor McGonagall and Mrs. Hooch took Harry away, followed by the demoralized Gryffindor players.

Just now, Mrs. Hooch announced the victory of Hufflepuff.

The little wizards left the venue one after another, but there were still many people staring at the high platform where Felix was sitting, and they were talking with each other. Even if they couldn't hear the sound, Felix could roughly guess what they wanted to say.

"Are you going to visit Harry, Dumbledore?"

"I trust Minerva and Poppy. How about you, Felix?"

"I trust Weasley and Granger."

Dumbledore and Felix each smiled. After a while, Felix suddenly thought of something: "I remember, Harry's broom seems to be swept away by the wind?"

Dumbledore said uncertainly: "It should be found..."

"Yes, it can still be lost."