At least twenty dementors were driven into the Forbidden Forest. They flew in pain and rushed into the woods before they felt that they were far away from the influence of the Patronus Curse. At this time, a white werewolf led dozens of night monsters.
The Qi and more than a dozen Hippogriffs rushed out from around the Forbidden Forest, roaring and driving the Dementors deep into the Forbidden Forest.
Animal emotions are chaotic, far less delicious and easy to control than humans. Although dementors are not afraid of these animals, they are afraid of being blocked by animals and being overtaken by several "ferocious" wizards behind them.
The Dementors were running away, and suddenly felt a delicious mood ahead. In a small open space in the Forbidden Forest, a small wooden house was built. The wooden house was very simple, similar to a pavilion, but the rainwater could not get in.
A big pot was set up in the wooden house, and the fragrant hot pot was burning hot. A young man was happily scalding the dishes. It seemed that the food brought him full satisfaction and pleasure. This was Bai Lin.
He has been thinking about what makes him happiest. After thinking about it, eating hot pot and singing songs with his classmates during military training is the most relaxing and happy thing.
Bai Lin held the bowl in one hand and the homemade chopsticks in the other hand to pick up the vegetables. In the eyes of the dementors, Bai Lin looked like a peerless delicacy, which could just make up for the damage caused by the patron saint curse just now.
More than 20 dementors were flying around the hut, approaching step by step. Bai Linquan pretended not to see them and just hummed and ate hot pot.
Finally, one Dementor put down its hood, revealing its dark face with unclear facial features and a horrifyingly twisted face. The black hole on its face let out a sinister roar. Not to be outdone, the other Dementors put down their hoods one after another and roared.
They rushed towards the hut together, they didn't care about the requirements of the Ministry of Magic, they only knew that they had just been hurt by the wizard, and now the delicious food was right in front of them.
Just as the dementors were almost squeezing in front of the hut as if they were going to tear Bai Lin apart, Bai Lin threw away the bowl and chopsticks and shouted: "At this moment, call the gods to guard!"
With 15 (50) points of magic power and the magic amplification effect of the ring, Bai Lin released the patron saint spell, which was comparable to a small fight on the train.
It was as if a sun was ignited in the hut. A giant golden owl with a wingspan of two to three meters directly opened the hut into pieces and instantly rose from Bai Lin's hand. This was the complete form of his patron saint - Hu
Condor Owl.
The golden light poured into the open "mouths" of the dementors as if they were free. The dementors were like people who couldn't swim and choked on a large amount of water in their lungs. They flapped their pale and rotten arms in pain.
, the eagle owl flapped its wings, and several dementors were slapped to the ground.
At this time, the horn sounded from the woods, and dozens of figures rushed out of the woods. Their upper bodies were human-like, but their lower bodies were the bodies of horses. It was Bain and Firenze who led his tribe of centaurs to rush out.
come out.
The centaurs are not without magical talents. On the contrary, their talents and attainments in healing spells and divination far exceed those of ordinary wizards. Their healing spells do not require wands, but are close to the purer natural energy of druids.
use.
"Use healing touch and rejuvenation on these monsters!" Firenze shouted.
The centaurs put their bows and arrows on their backs and quickly surrounded the dementors that were rolling on the ground. They found the targets one by one and cast healing spells on the dementors.
Suddenly, these dementors, which usually intimidated everyone and were feared by everyone, became living targets for the centaurs like wild boars falling into a trap.
The horseman casts spells with both hands, and the green energy between his fingers is full of nature and life. For ordinary people, this energy is a precious power to heal wounds, stimulate cell activity, and even repair organs. But at this time, it looks like a
Armor-piercing bullets pierced the dementors' robes, and their bodies, which seemed both real and imaginary, were also melted away.
Some dementors still wanted to escape. Catherine led the action team to chase them in from outside the woods. Xuefeng led the animals to outflank them from the other side and stopped the escaping dementors.
Catherine unleashed the Holy Light Healing Technique she had learned at Beaux-Baron Magic School on a Dementor who was running towards her. The energy of the healing technique was like a grenade, exploding in front of the Dementor, almost
The Dementor was blown up, creating a hole as big as a bowl, and the Dementor was severely damaged.
"Open the seal!" Bai Lin took out the ancient book summoning illustration and pointed it at the Dementor. At this time, the God-calling Eagle Owl had not disappeared yet. Its huge body flew to the side of the Dementor, and its long golden eagle beak pecked at the Dementor hard.
The monster grabbed the Dementor's robe with one mouthful. The Dementor immediately let out a scream of extreme fear, and then disappeared into the air as if it had been burned by fire, and was sealed in the illustrated book.
The God-calling Eagle Owl was running non-stop, like a strong man participating in a burger-eating contest, subduing the dementors one after another, while Bai Lin only needed to easily lift the illustrated book and activate the seal. It could be described as relaxed and happy.
The centaurs and the wizards of the action team had never seen this scene before. In their eyes, the day before they thought the dementors were the most evil and difficult monsters in the world, but today they saw the dementors turned into a bowl of spaghetti.
, was "eaten" one by one by Bai Lin's patron saint. In less than five minutes, not a single one of the more than 20 dementors was left.
The God-calling Eagle Owl disappeared into the air after a contented cry of joy. Bai Lin looked at the prompt on the illustration:
[Successfully sealed 23 Dementors and obtained 2300 Hogwarts contribution points. Obtained the summoned beast: Shadow Demon (Level 6)]
I made a lot of money! Bai Lin felt like he had won a big prize. He worked hard from June to November and earned more than a thousand points. This time, he made 2,300 points in one day and added a new summoned beast.
As for his skills, he spent several days preparing and arranging them, using all the power he could.
"I have never seen such a powerful patron saint!" Lauter exclaimed with admiration on his face.
Bai Lin chuckled, wiped the rain on his face and said: "As everyone knows, I have gained some talents through years of research..."
Blake rolled his eyes again, not believing his nonsense at all.
Bain and Firenze stepped forward. They didn't want to talk to the human wizard, but just said goodbye to Bai Lin. Bai Lin hugged Firenze very gratefully and patted his arm. Firenze gracefully greeted Bai Lin.
Say goodbye.
Xuefeng came over with the Thestral and Hippogriff, as if offering treasures for praise. Harry, still wearing a red team robe, stepped forward to hug Xuefeng.
Bai Lin glanced at Harry and said with a sober look: "Although I am Hufflepuff's teacher, I still think it is necessary to remind you that your Quidditch match is not over yet!"