Harry Potter and the Secret Treasures

The endless darkness completely encloses the Qi Di Qi site, and the little wizards look silently at the Dementors floating over them, constantly thinking back about terrible things.

They feel frustrated, powerless, afraid, as if the end of the world had come.

“Echo guard! ”

At a time of despair for all, a slightly naive but unbeatably resolute voice rang from the Gryffindor podium.

Like a dawn in the dark, a silver-white animal suddenly appears, bringing the only color and light to this dark black and white world.

The little wizards turned their heads together, and they saw a skinny boy with a wand pointing over a hundred rugged Dementors, whose wand tipped light built a solid wall in front of the Dementors, like the only dawn in the dark.

This image was engraved in the minds of all, and it was not forgotten until many years later.

“It's Evan Mason, his patron saint. ”

Not knowing who shouted, everyone suddenly remembered seeing an article in Hogwarts Magic that defended against the Phantom. The Guardian's Curse is the only spell that can fight the Phantom.

The little wizards rushed to pull out their wands and read the spell at the sky.

Like a dot of stars in the night, a silver white light shines on the observation deck.

Soon, Evan knew how many people were practicing the Guardian's spell in secret, and there were about 600 silver-white lights lit up all over the observation deck.

The dense mist that you emit dissipates fear and cold instantly.

In this, a number of people's wand tips began to congeal up a complete Guardian.

Percy's Guardian was the first to rush out of the mist, which seemed like a weasel, followed behind it by a dozen strange guardians of all kinds.

Ivan also saw an otter at the tip of Hermione's wand, which circled around him twice and followed him to the Dementors.

Along with these complete Guardian Gods, white light fog gushes up and countless halos rise.

Like an arrow, the fog attacks the Dementor as the applicator wishes.

Dementors never seem to have encountered this situation. Faced with so many patron saints and so much light composed of joyful emotions, they retreat in horror. For the first time, the monsters who had brought despair and fear to others felt the taste of fear itself, and they instinctively wanted to escape.

The next second, a heartbeat came from the top of the castle.

This is Fox's voice, Evan heard it last semester in the Chamber of Secrets. He turned around and saw a giant silver-white phoenix flaming its wings out of the principal's office, Dumbledore's patron saint, a very rare powerful magical creature guardian saint.

It is fast approaching Quidditch Stadium with a colossal white glow that is more dazzling than any guardian god. Under its illumination, those who flee slowly are turning into smoke at visible speeds, completely disappearing from the world.

Normal Wizards' Divine Protectorate can only chase away Dementors at best, but Dumbledore's Phoenix can truly kill Dementors.

Looks like these Dementors broke into the castle and really pissed off the greatest white wizard of our time.

The next second, along the Phoenix flight trajectory, Ivan saw Harry fall from the sky and rushed to the center of Quidditch Field.

Ron and Hermione stunned and followed.

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“Fortunately, the ground is so soft. ”

“I thought he was going to die, but he didn't even break his glasses. ”

Harry hears these people whispering, but doesn't understand what they're talking about.

He doesn't know where he is, how he got here, or what he was doing before he got here.

All he knew was that he was sore all over himself, as if he had been beaten.

“Fortunately, Evan and his Protector God have made us awake from fear and despair! ”

“More than a hundred Dementors, that's the scariest thing I've ever seen in my life. ”

Yeah, the scariest, the scariest thing! Harry remembers, those black shadows with the turban, that horrible one under the turban...

Also, the cold all over and the screaming of the mind, the man at the end seemed to say something...

Harry suddenly opened his eyes and he was lying in the school hospital.

Gryffindor College Quiddich players were splashed with mud from head to toe and surrounded by his bed. Ivan, Ron, and Hermione were there, looking at them as if they'd just climbed out of the pool.

“Harry, Harry! What do you think of that?” Ron's face looked particularly pale.

“What happened?” Harry's memories flew back fast, and he suddenly sat up and scared the people in front of him.

“You fell! There must be, then 50 feet?!” Ron said.

“We thought you were dead!” Alia stood aside and said, she looked shaky.

Hearing her, Hermione lowly made a short thrilling sound and her eyes were bloody.

“But the game...” Harry said, "what happened? Can we play again? ”

No one talks, the terrible fact sinks into Harry's heart like a stone.

“We didn't... fail, did we? ”

“Diggory caught the golden thief!” Fred said, "Just after you fell, he didn't understand what was happening. When he looks back and sees you fall to the ground, he intends to interrupt the game and try to rematch it. ”

“But they won fairness, they won brightness, even Wood admitted it.” George followed.

“Where's Wood?” Harry looked around and suddenly found Wood wasn't there.

“It's still raining!” Fred said, "We think he's going to drown himself. ”

Harry buried his face between his knees and grabbed his hair with both hands.

“Well, Harry, you used to always catch golden thieves.” Fred said.

“There will always be a mistake.” George said, "It's not over yet! ”

“We lost 100%, didn't we? So if Hecky Patch loses to Ravenclaw, and we beat Ravenclaw and Slytherin..."

“Hufflepuffs must be thrown at least two percent.” George said, "But if they beat Ravenclaw...”

“No way, Ravenclaw is fantastic. But if Slytherin loses to Hecky Patch..."

“It all depends, whoever loses or wins is 100%. ”

Harry lay in bed, listened to Fred and George's discussion, and he didn't say a word.

They lost, it was all his fault. He lost the Quidditch game for the first time.

About ten minutes later, Mrs. Pomfrey came over and told the players to give Harry a break.

“We'll see you later.” Fred told Harry, "Don't blame yourself, Harry! You're still our best golfer. ”

The team left and left behind a piece of mud. Mrs. Pomfrey closed the door behind them and looked unhappy.

Ivan, Ron and Hermione looked at each other and stayed.