The Alchemist of Harry Potter

Feather-like snowflakes fell silently from the sky, and were then picked up by a sweeping gust of wind. The figure flying through the air has already disappeared at the end of the white snow.

Suddenly, the man suddenly pulled up his broomstick, hovering in mid-air and looking down at the village diagonally below that was completely shrouded in thick freezing fog.

"Is this... caused by dementors?"

After observing carefully, Albert reached out and took out the wand from his robe pocket, pointing at the large piece of freezing fog in front of him.

A strong storm swept across with the waving of the wand, preparing to disperse the freezing fog that shrouded the village in one breath.

However, the strange fog actually only made some waves and showed no sign of being dissipated.

"Oh, that's surprising."

Albert was stunned for a moment, and moved his eyelids slightly to look at the newly triggered panel task called "Liberation". He then looked up at the village shrouded in wind and snow, and fell into a brief silence. He had probably guessed that this village was covered by wind and snow. What's going on in the village shrouded in freezing fog?

"It seems like it's a trap specially prepared by the Death Eaters... Forget it, I'll handle it myself." He murmured.

Partly because he wanted to complete the mission that he had a lot of experience with, and partly because he didn't want others to take the risk.

If the fog cannot be dispelled, the members of the Association will have to deal with the attack of the Inferi in the fog, and there will probably be casualties.

He came to investigate in advance just because he didn't want any casualties among the association members. It was important to maintain a high morale when facing Voldemort.

Otherwise, it was so close to Christmas that Albert wouldn't be too lazy to run around.

After tapping himself with the wand, Albert tilted the broom and plunged directly into the fog.

The field of vision in front of me was very poor. I couldn't see clearly a few meters around me. Some strange noises could be heard vaguely below.

It should be the Inferi.

Those Death Eaters were simply crazy, and they actually killed all the residents of this village and turned them all into Inferi.

Although this has something to do with the association members fighting against the inferi, Albert does not think this is his problem, because even if he does not let the association members destroy the inferi, the Death Eaters will still continue to create more inferi.

Albert stopped on a higher roof, looked down at the Inferi on the street illuminated by the fire, and murmured: "Those guys deserve to die."

He was right to come to investigate in advance, otherwise once the association members broke into the village, they would soon be brutally attacked by the Inferi.

Well, you can actually ride a broom, but this freezing fog is also a problem.

This freezing fog is cold.

Even if Albert used magic to protect himself and could not feel the coldness around him, the frost on the thick cloak and the surrounding ice and snow world full of ice crystals were enough to show how cold it was here.

If Albert were to rely on himself, there really was no good way to deal with the environment here, unless he used powerful fire to burn everything here together with the freezing fog.

But Albert didn't really want to do that.

The traces of using Li Huo are too obvious.

Moreover, in this environment, Li Huo may not be easy to control. After all, this village is not small.

"Kill all the Inferi here first!"

Albert took out a specially made screaming doll from his pocket, cast a spell on it to ensure it wouldn't freeze, and then threw the doll onto the street.

The puppet flicked twice after landing, split into two as if cracking, and then turned into four, and kept letting out weird laughter with its mouth open.

The Inferi that were still wandering around suddenly paused and turned their heads to gather in the direction of the sound.

"There are probably only a few inferi around here."

Albert took out his pocket watch and looked at the time. Although he was a little dissatisfied with the speed of gathering monsters, he still raised his wand and let the bone-chilling wind mixed with freezing air sweep across the street below.

The Inferi, which were gathered by the noise, moved slower and slower, and the frost on their bodies became thicker and thicker. In a short time, they were frozen into ice sculptures, looking like a disaster movie, which was particularly spectacular.

No, this is a disaster.

In other words, that's what war is.

A bunch of lunatics.

Albert waved his wand again, causing the lifelike ice sculpture below to explode suddenly, without even having to deal with the aftermath.

Gathering monsters, destroying them, gathering monsters again, and destroying them again. Repeated several times, Albert completely eliminated all the Inferi in the village.

If it were another association member to clean up the village, they would probably have to move forward slowly despite the bad environment.

"This is probably the benefit of having power!"

After sighing in his heart, Albert returned his attention to the village in front of him.

There is actually no problem in staying here, but after the spells around the village to expel Muggles completely expire, ordinary people will probably notice something abnormal here.

Even if he wanted to reverse the freezing fog here, Albert didn't have a good way.

wrong!

etc!

Albert always felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't put his finger on it.

What's wrong?

He raised his hand and tapped his head, his eyes swept around, and finally fell on the detection watch in his hand.

The warning lights are still on, which means there are still enemies around.

The Inferi have not been cleaned up, or...and the mission called "Liberation" has not been completed.

"There is something unknown here." Albert stared at the direction pointed by his pocket watch and murmured, "Is it over there?"

"Trap, or..."

The unknown is scary.

Albert didn't want to take risks, but his intuition told him that this was probably what the mission was referring to.

"Go and have a look, but you have to be prepared."

Albert waved his wand and summoned the Elder Wand left on the ship. Although he didn't want to admit it, he had to say that at critical moments, the Elder Wand could really put him at ease.

The hounds made of ice cubes gathered in front of Albert with the waving of the wand. They raised their heads and roared silently, rushing in a strange direction.

After he summoned the patron saint to completely wrap himself up, Albert got back on the broomstick and flew forward.

The target pointed by the detection pocket watch was a very ordinary house, no different from other houses in this village, but when Albert got close to it, he always felt a strange feeling in his heart.

That feeling was a bit familiar, that was... Dementors.

Yes, it's a dementor.

That's what it feels like to encounter a dementor, the kind of monster that affects those around it.

They had a similar feeling when they went to Azkaban to rescue the poor people who had been captured.

Just not as strong as now.

Albert waved his wand, causing the hounds running below to break into the house directly. However, the hound made no noise, as if there was nothing in the house.

Nothing at all?

Obviously impossible.

This is definitely a bad omen.

Albert didn't plan to risk going in, so...he directly chose to use spells to violently demolish the entire house.

When a series of obstructions such as walls and roofs were shattered by spells, Albert finally saw the terrifying monster hidden in the house.

It might not be appropriate to describe it as a monster, it was more like a lair.

That's right, the lair.

Dementor's lair.

It filled the original house like a black mist cocoon, and spread a strange feeling around, even affecting Albert, who was protected by the Patronus Charm, causing some scattered sounds to ring in his ears.

Albert turned his broomstick and moved back to distance himself. The sound in his ears finally stopped, and he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Intuition told Albert that the dementors were probably "hatching" offspring.

How these monsters reproduced their offspring, there was no relevant record in the extensive books he had seen.

However, there are various signs that dementors will multiply in an environment with sufficient food, and the large number of dementors wandering in the UK today is the best proof.

So, what to do with this thing?

Now that I have encountered it, I can't just let it go, and it seems to be related to my panel task.

Use the Fire Spell to burn them directly?

But can the fierce fire really burn down the black cocoon like countless dementors wrapped together?

After hesitating for a moment, Albert finally did not try to use Li Fire first, but raised his wand and pointed forward to use the Patronus Charm.

The light ball condensed by the patron saint suddenly bloomed with white light, directly covering the black cocoon in front of it.

The next moment, a shrill scream sounded from the black cocoon, as if countless souls were wailing. What was even weirder was that the black cocoon actually started to surge, looking for the book garden www.zhaoshuyuaｎ. com A series of ferocious faces appeared, startling Albert who was paying attention to the changes in Black Cocoon.

"this……"

Albert felt that he might have guessed the meaning of the mission "liberation", so he caused the light ball condensed by the patron saint to sink directly into the black cocoon.

Black Cocoon trembled violently, but soon calmed down again.

"efficient."

Albert's eyes lit up, and he continued to summon his patron saint, letting the light balls sink into the black cocoon one after another.

The screams became louder and louder, and the entire black cocoon was shaking.

That thing couldn't hold it anymore, and when it was wailing, white light was already shining through the black cocoon, as if something was about to break out of the shell.

With a bang, the black cocoon suddenly exploded in the white light.

Albert was so shocked that he felt dizzy, and a double image appeared in front of him.

He shook his head and stared dumbly at the soul pouring out of the black cocoon.

The figures that looked a bit like ghosts, made of dense white smoke, should be the residents of this village who were sucked away by the dementors. Their faces were extremely ferocious, and they looked like they were suffering from some great pain.

For a moment, the pain on those people's faces gradually disappeared, as if they finally came back to their senses. They all looked at Albert. After a few souls bowed slightly to him, they turned around and disappeared.

Looking at the disappearing souls, Albert murmured: "They really deserve to die, not one of them can be left alive."

After the black cocoon completely disappeared, the cold fog that shrouded the village was gradually fading, although it might take a long time to return to normal.

Looking at the completed panel task, Albert took a deep breath and activated his broomstick to leave this place of right and wrong.

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