The Alchemist of Harry Potter

"what?"

Hermione didn't understand what Albert was saying.

"They're not going to miss an opportunity like this," Albert said to the pair, looking up at the sky with his binoculars.

"they?"

Hermione looked at the sky suspiciously, still didn't understand what Albert was talking about.

"Dementor." Isobel couldn't stand it any longer and explained for Albert.

"Dementors?" Hermione put down her glasses and looked at Isobel suspiciously. "But didn't Headmaster Dumbledore not allow dementors to enter the school?"

"You're not allowed to go to school, it's not that you can't go to school. The Ministry of Magic's control of dementors is not as reliable as you think." Albert said meaningfully, "especially for a group of hungry dementors. Even more so.”

Isobel asked softly, "You expected this to happen?"

"This is actually an inevitable result." Albert shook his head and said: "There is a large crowd around the Quidditch pitch, which is a great temptation for the Dementors, not to mention the excitement and passion everywhere here. , like a feast for the hungry Dementors."

"But the Ministry of Magic should..."

"The Ministry of Magic has had a hard time providing human sacrifices to satisfy dementors, and hungry dementors will definitely rush at such temptations, even if Dumbledore verbally warned them not to step into the school. It doesn't work." Albert knew very well that if he wanted to completely deter the Dementors, he needed to be deterred by fists, not verbal warnings.

Rain, it's colder.

In the flickering sky, some eerie shadows could be vaguely seen. As Albert expected, the surrounding dementors were attracted by the lively atmosphere of the stadium.

A large number of dementors just approached the sky above the field, all the students felt a biting cold, and the excited shouts on the field were disappearing.

The Dementors are sucking their heads down and sucking the joy of the field.

"what is that?"

The presence of the Dementors has been noticed by spectators, and unease spreads across the pitch.

"Don't worry, I'm here." Albert drew his wand from his pocket, summoned his Patronus, and let it surround the two of them. The gloomy aura quickly disappeared.

"What now?" Hermione raised her glasses to observe the Dementor floating in the air, with a little unease in her voice, and instinctively moved closer to Albert.

Within the range of the Patronus, it is not greatly affected by Dementors.

Albert glanced at the new task that had just appeared, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly.

Banish Dementors.

The content is to drive away a hundred dementors.

Instead of asking him to drive away the Dementors on the pitch, Albert's mood suddenly brightened.

Sure enough, the task is out, and the reward is not bad.

In addition to experience, the skill level of the Patronus Charm is +1.

"What are you laughing at?" Isobel asked curiously.

"The Ministry of Magic kept saying that it wanted to protect Harry Potter from Blake, but it nearly killed him."

"What?" Hermione suddenly turned to look at Albert.

"Don't worry, Professor Dumbledore will take care of this."

As soon as Albert's voice fell, Dumbledore's loud voice sounded throughout the stadium.

"Leave, you are not welcome here."

Headmaster Dumbledore was extremely angry at the appearance of Dementors. He did not expect that the Ministry of Magic's control over Dementors would be so unbearable, and he did not expect that large groups of Dementors would break into the school in vain.

This is the stadium, the whole school is here, and if there is chaos, God knows what will happen.

Dumbledore had already pulled his wand out of his pocket, and was about to use a spell to force the uninvited villains away and prevent the situation from getting out of control.

"what!"

"My God!"

"Someone fell!"

"Do not!"

There was a scream in the stands, and many spectators noticed that something was falling from the sky.

Several timid students even closed their eyes directly, unable to bear to see the upcoming tragedy.

Dumbledore, who had planned to deal with the Dementor problem, suddenly looked up at the top of the court after hearing the screams, his eyes narrowed. Immediately he raised his wand and cast a shock-absorbing spell on the falling figure, preventing Harry Potter from slamming into the ground and crashing into a mess.

"My God, it's Potter."

"Harry Potter fell off his broomstick."

"Harry Potter was killed by Dementors."

...

After seeing the person who fell, screams broke out again on the field.

"Harry, no!"

Hermione looked at the figure lying on the grass, covered her mouth in shock, and almost collapsed on the ground.

"Don't worry, Potter isn't dead, he was probably just fainted by the dementor." Albert put his hand on Hermione's shoulder and comforted softly.

In the sight of the telescope, Dumbledore was walking towards the pitch at an astonishing speed.

"Harry isn't dead?" Hermione asked shaky.

"Of course he didn't die. The professors are watching the game on the court. How can they let the students fall to their death?" Albert gave a reliable reason, "What's more, the principal is also here, you should trust him ability."

"Yeah, Harry'll be fine, he'll be fine," Hermione murmured, clutching her chest.

At this moment, Dumbledore had a gloomy face, squatted down to check Harry's condition, and after confirming that he was only affected by the Dementors, he breathed a sigh of relief, and then looked up at the man who was still floating around the stands, constantly sucking happy emotions. Dementor, holding his wand high, a silver light emerged from the top of Dumbledore's wand and flew towards the dementors in the stands, letting the group of dementors leave the top stand directly and start going crazy on the pitch. Sucking the emotions of the students, trying to fill the stomach before being driven away by Dumbledore.

However, the dementor's move caused a commotion.

Most of the students are afraid of this group of evil monsters, even the Slytherin students are no exception. When the Dementors fell to their side, the pale-faced students instinctively retreated, trying to stay away from these evil monsters, Not completely into chaos, it's just that they were frightened and didn't react.

Seeing that the situation was going out of control, the professors who knew how to use the Patronus Charm drew out their wands one after another, trying to help Dumbledore drive away the Dementors on the pitch and stabilize the order of the pitch.

The professors are also well aware that the pitch cannot be allowed to spiral out of control.

There are very few students in the entire Hogwarts school who know how to use the Patronus Charm, or in other words, there are no students at all.

At least, Albert didn't see other students besides him and Isobel summoning the Patronus to resist the Dementors.

Even Percy was no exception, and the authority of the student council president was not easy in the presence of Dementors.

Many students breathed a sigh of relief after noticing that a silver lion-body griffin was driving out the dementors, and moved closer to Albert, which almost caused confusion. As a result, as soon as they approached, they found that they had been blocked by a layer. The magic hood blocked Albert a few steps away.

"Keep calm, Professor Dumbledore will have these dementors out soon."

Isobel took out the imposing manner of the student council president, stood up for the first time to maintain order, and let his Patronus hover over everyone's heads to eliminate the influence of the dementors, calm everyone down, and avoid pushing and stomping. event.

"Is this the patron saint?"

After Hermione encountered a dementor on the train, she checked the relevant information and found that the Patronus Charm was the only magic that could resist dementors, but it was a very advanced magic.

Just how difficult it is, you can see from the current situation. Only Albert and Isobel can summon the real Patronus of all the students in the school.

"Get out of school, you are not welcome here."

Dumbledore saw the agitation caused by the Dementor, and became even more angry. He waved his wand and burst into a dazzling light, and the Patronus burst into a dazzling wave of light, which spread wave after wave until it enveloped the entire building. Quidditch pitch.

The Dementors who had fallen on the pitch to enjoy the food seemed to be greatly frightened and fled the Quidditch pitch one after another.

"As expected of the Elder Wand, its power is unbelievable." Albert murmured.

His magic power is already stronger than most people, but he silently compared the gap between the two sides in his heart. Albert felt that Voldemort could not defeat Dumbledore head-on, it was really not Voldemort's problem.

The magic boost from the Elder Wand is just too buggy.

When the two sides are almost the same, it is normal that Voldemort can't win.

After driving away the Dementors, Dumbledore waved his wand, conjured up a stretcher, moved Potter onto the stretcher, and followed Harry back to school on foot. "

As for Quidditch matches, no one cares anymore.

The series of changes that took place in a short period of time stunned the audience. Many people saw Harry Potter being carried away on a stretcher and thought he fell to his death.

"Go back." Albert said.

"Aren't you going to be a substitute?" Isobel asked suspiciously.

"Digory has caught the Snitch." Albert pointed to Diggory, who had just fallen to the ground, and looked blankly at Diggory around him. The Hufflepuff captain obviously didn't understand who was chasing the Snitch in front of him. Harry Potter would suddenly fall.