DNF Meets Harry Potter

The fruit plate was as he expected, and the old headmaster never let him down. On the Quidditch pitch in the distance, a warm and strong silver-white light suddenly illuminated the dim sky. The silver-white light was intertwined, and the shape of a huge silver phoenix was quickly outlined.

The phoenix raised its head in mid-air and let out a crisp cry. The Dementors who had just entered the Quidditch pitch, as if they had seen Scabbers of Sirius, they ran away screaming and wailing in fear.

"Dumbledore is really the best patron saint of this level!"

Karl looked at the silver phoenix shining like a moon, and he clicked his tongue a little. He thought that even if he tried his best to burn the magic power and release the Patronus Charm, it would not be able to achieve such a terrifying effect.

"Forget it, let's get the first victory for Quiet Mimi. In this weather, even if the dementor is struck by lightning, it won't count against me, right?"

Looking at Dumbledore who was shining brilliantly on the court, Karl felt a little itchy for a while.

"Elemental Power Sky Thunder!"

He gently closed his eyes and said silently in his heart. Dimensional magic is too eye-catching at this time, he doesn't want to be recorded in a small notebook by that cheapskate Fudge afterwards, and at this time the magic from the elementalist is perfect.

As if the majesty of the heavens and the earth had been aroused, silver-white electric arcs began to flash faintly in the dark sky, and thunder came from outside the sky.

The raindrops became more and more dense, and the silver phoenix erupted with unparalleled power. Some dementors who got close were hit by the brilliance of the phoenix, and the rotten black robes began to melt continuously. And bundles of silver-white thunder hidden within, knocking a dementor into ashes without making a sound.

Seeing their companions dying in pain one by one, the remaining dementors were terrified, and they all tried their best to agitate the air-tight black robes, scrambling to escape outside.

But how can it be so easy? Dumbledore really didn't kill him, he just manipulated the Patronus to repel those dementors at most so that they could learn a lesson. But Carl is different. He rushed for his death as soon as he made a move. Under the cover of Dumbledore's tyrannical Patronus, the thunder that filled the sky harvested the lives of the dementors. Although they escaped quickly, they still lost at least seven or eight. Ten companions.

Eventually, Dumbledore's angry face calmed down. The silver phoenix covering most of the sky disappeared in an instant, and at the same time, Karl smiled and opened his eyes.

It was still pouring rain in the sky, and there was a burst of thunder from time to time, but no one knew what happened just now. They would only attribute it to Dumbledore's strength, not to him.

Dumbledore put away the Elder Wand on the high platform. How could he not notice that so many dementors were actually annihilated under the thunder just now? There was an inexplicable smile on the corner of his mouth, he turned around and gave Karl a smile, as if he appreciated what he had just done.

Karl also smiled at him, and then put away a colorful girl doll with braids in his hand.

Item name: Crazy Lily (doll)

Rarity: Rare

How to use: Just throw it out, and the puppet will fully exert its existence for fifteen minutes...

Special item introduction: This is a powerful puppet made by a puppeteer. Her master is proficient in the melee skills of a battle mage. Maybe he has consulted a powerful magister?

ps. I learned this trick with great difficulty. My name is Lily, and I'm Riku's friend...

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Ministry of Magic, in Fudge's office, an urgent letter suddenly flew out of the fireplace and landed on his desk with a whimpering sound.

Fudge narrowed his eyes, took a sip of the coffee on the table unhurriedly, and then opened the letter to read it carefully.

But when he saw the first line of words, his originally squinted eyes widened in an instant.

"What! Dementors attacked the little wizard on the Quidditch pitch, and more than seventy of them were wiped out by Dumbledore!"

Our Mr. Minister lost his composure in an instant. He angrily grabbed the coffee cup on the table and shook it hard with his right hand. After realizing that his own strength was not enough to crush the cup to show his masculinity, Fudge became even angrier. He violently lifted the cup over his head and threw it to the ground.

Tell you to pretend! The whole thing will be smashed to pieces for you!

"Get me the carriage! I'm going to see Albus Dumbledore!"

An exasperated roar came from the office.

...

"I'm Cornelius Fudge, Minister of Magic, get out of the way, I have something very important to discuss with Dumbledore!"

On the eighth floor of Hogwarts main castle, in front of the headmaster's office, the Minister of Magic, Cornelius Fudge, was stomping his feet anxiously and roaring at an extremely ugly stone beast.

It's a pity that our Mr. Stone Beast didn't move at all in the face of power. He didn't let the man in front of him wearing a cuckold who was not much taller than Karl and with an angry face be the Minister of Magic. He was still just lazy. Yangyang repeated the previous words like a ruthless repeater: "Password? Password? Password?"

Blocked by a broken stone, Fudge was furious. Just as he was about to say the word MMP, a calm yet majestic voice entered his ears.

"Licorice Magic Wand!"

The stone beast immediately and willingly split into two, and then revealed the spiral staircase behind it.

"Connelly, what are you doing here?"

Dumbledore just came back from the school hospital to visit Harry and Malfoy who fell from a height under the influence of dementors. When he saw this figure, he frowned involuntarily.

"Albus~..." Looking at the deep blue eyes under Dumbledore's half-moon glasses, Fudge's speaking momentum weakened a little. However, he remembered his original purpose of coming here, and his tone became tough again.

"I think you should give me an explanation for this incident!"

"Explanation? What explanation do you want? I think you should give me a reasonable explanation!"

A rare trace of anger appeared on Dumbledore's face. For so many years, he has been hiding his true thoughts deeply in his heart and in the Pensieve, but this time Fudge's shameless attitude really gave him Exasperated.

"Can you first tell me why the dementors who were supposed to be guarding outside Hogwarts broke into the Quidditch pitch in groups?

I think you should know how big a threat they are to the little wizard... But this time, the two Quidditch Seekers they killed fell from a height of tens of meters, and almost fell into a pulp! "

"This...Albus, believe me! It was just an accident~..." Fudge took off the green bowler hat on his head, he didn't expect the always kind Dumbledore to be so strong this time, and immediately spoke incoherently Explained: "I promise that this will never happen again in the future!"