Self-cultivation of the traveler of the world

"Dementor!"

The screams that were so shrill that they broke the silence of the woods.

A series of black ghosts, like broken catkins, swam towards the place where the students fell, with their posture leisurely and leisurely as if they were dancing.

But such a leisurely figure made all the surviving teachers and students in the forest change their faces.

The lake beside the forest slowly condensed a layer of frost because of the cold creatures that moved in. Everyone who saw their shadow felt a bone-broken chill from the bottom of their hearts.

Everyone knows that it is the feeling of being away from happiness...

"Hurry, use the Guardian Spell!"

Professor Sprout shouted loudly, with an unconcealed despair in his voice, although she knew that Professor Gu Yi had focused on this spell in the school's Dark Magic Defense class.

But under this situation, she was not sure how many people could successfully summon the patron sacred spell and escape the dementor's claws.

“Expecto    patronum!”

A cute badger crawled out of the mercury-like magic flowing out of the tip of Professor Sprout's magic wand, waved his two sharp claws, and roared at the dementors leaning in, threatening and driving away.

In this deep darkness, Professor Sprout used all her strength to light up the glory of safety for the students.

“expecto...patronum~”

“Expecto    patronum!!!”

“expecto    patron…”

Under Professor Sprout's reminder, the students all reacted. All the students who had learned the patron sacred spell wiped away the tears from the corners of their eyes, looked in fear at the direction where the dementor came, raised their wands, and shouted tremblingly.

A faint light lit up... but in a flash, it was flooded by the deep darkness. Professor Sprout's premonition became true. In this situation, who can be happy?

Futile light flashed away, like matches in the strong wind, and before it could shine, it turned into bubbles and passed away with the wind.

The students held their wands, cried and shouted, begging the patron curse to appear. They all learned how to deal with this terrifying magical creature...

But just like Sirius, what they learned was only knowledge, and the ability to apply the knowledge they learned to reality is not what they have...

"Avada chewed on big melons!"

Deep in the dark forest, a green light hit Professor Sprout's broad body. In an instant, countless spells attacked one after another like machine guns.

Mrs. Pomfrey, who was checking and bandaging the injured students, was knocked away and hit the arms of a student with his lower body hanging from a tree, and fainted.

Huo Qi, who had a string of classmates hanging on the flying broom, was lit by the flames and ran out of control towards the iced lake.

Between sharp curses, Professor Sprout's eyes lost his spirit, and the cute badger seemed to have felt something. He turned around and looked deep, and rushed towards the dementor group without looking back.

That decisive attitude was like her master, and he was fighting hard to protect his students until his death...

"James!!!"

In the air, Sirius, who had discovered the vision of the woods, roared loudly, and drove the broom given to him by James Porter, and flew towards the direction where James was.

In the distance, James Porter, who had a full understanding of Sirius, immediately guessed what the other party meant after hearing the other party's shouts.

The broom under his seat was swung, and several classmates who were rescued by him were thrown into the devil assigned by Professor Sprout.

"quick!"

One rolled over and avoided the hidden arrows that came from the forest. Between the two, Sirius jumped and jumped behind James Porter.

"Run! Thousands of arrows pierce the heart!"

The flying broom looks so silky in the hands of James Porter, the Quidditch champion who has been looking for the ball for three consecutive years.

A round arc passed by, and two tracking magic were thrown away, and then pressed down. Sirius' magic was like an aviation bomb, harvesting the lives of the Death Eaters hiding in the forest.

"Damn it! Kill them!"

Deep in the woods, Malfoy covered the flesh-and-blown wound on his face, and blue veins swelled up. He looked at the broom-ridden bastard in the sky with great angriness. He waved his wand in his hand, and he rushed towards the sky with unforgivable spells one by one.

"Potter! Then!"

A loud shout alarmed James and the others who were evading the spell. They turned their heads and saw Snape, who had turned into bat wings, holding a bottle of transparent and colorless potion in his hand and threw it towards the two of them.

"My improved volatile stagnant water will be smashed over!!"

Hearing Snape's words, he looked at Snape's back who was resolutely flying towards the dementor. James Porter took a deep breath and nodded with his teeth.

He caught the round medicine bottle and handed it to Sirius behind him.

"Bigfoot, I'll leave it to you!"

"Hahahaha, don't worry, pointed fork, bat spirit, watch me perform! Charge!"

Sirius roared bravely, and the excitement in his voice cheered up the students' panic. With the performance of these outstanding students, the students finally regained their lost courage.

“Expecto    patronum!”

A delicate shout sounded, and a dazzling light exploded in the group of dementors. Many dementors, too late to escape, were torn to pieces by the running silver giant wolf.

"...Lily, I remember... your patron saint should be a deer..."

In the air, Lupin, who was holding Lily slowly falling, felt mixed emotions after seeing Lily's patron curse, and a heat flow kept stirring in his heart.

Lily, who was in his arms, heard Lupin's problem, bit her lower lip and said softly with a red face:

"It has changed...but he is pretty, isn't he?"

Looking at the giant wolf that looked like him, Lupin seemed to have figured out something, showed a relieved expression, turned his head to look at Lily, and asked solemnly:

"... Then do you want to see it again..."

“…Remus…you…”

Looking at Luping's resolute expression, Lily felt relieved, hugged him tightly, and kissed him gently on the cheek.

“…I remember today is not a full moon…”

Hearing Lily's words, Lupin smiled, turned over, landed lightly on the ground, letting go of Lily in her arms, stared at her cheek, and exhaled a long breath, as if she wanted to exhale all the depressions of the past.

"...Yes, today is indeed not a full moon..."

As he said that, Lupin took out a bottle of long-acting wolf poison potion from his arms, unscrewed the plug, and poured it in one mouthful. The potion that made him feel extremely nauseous in the past also became sweet.

Drink it dry in one sip, throwing away the bottle casually, looking at Lily and firmly said:

"...But the moon has been imprinted into my heart. In order to protect the gentle moonlight, I can do anything!!!"

"Aowu~~~~"

A melodious shout, in full view of the teachers and students, Remuslupin transformed into a huge werewolf without any hesitation, stepped on the void, and ran towards the depths of the forest.

You know, Forest is his home court!

At this moment, the form is reversed!