Fire Bearer at Hogwarts

Chapter 336 is coming, Harry (please subscribe)

Chapter 336 is coming, Harry (please subscribe)

Everyone chuckled, and Hermione was blushing and clutching the bean sprouts on her head, there was no doubt...it was all thanks to Ron's spell just now.

"Are Embers and Lupine in the forest?" Snape asked slowly, looking at the laughing people who had no interest in staying here.

"Yes..." Harry nodded, "They've gone inside to hunt down Peter Pettigrew."

Snape nodded without saying anything, just staggered to his feet and held out his hand to Harry.

Harry froze for a moment, he understood Snape's meaning, he wished he could give him his wand...but...he glanced at Sirius vaguely, not wanting to return the wand to this dangerous figure in front of him for a moment.

"I'll help Lupine and Embers." Snape looked at the moonlight and said: Embers is not Lupin's opponent..."

He touched his robe, and was surprised to find that there happened to be a small bottle of Wolf's Poison on his body.

that's enough.

"Let him go, Harry." Hermione said, she seemed to know something, she understood it just by looking at the moonlight.

Harry gritted his teeth, handed the wand to Snape's hand, and looked at him warily.

In case he makes any move... I must react.

But Snape just took the wand, looked at Harry's vigilant look, snorted coldly, and then limped towards the depths of the Forbidden Forest.

Not long after, his black figure disappeared into the depths of the Forbidden Forest.

"I have to say...he's still so annoying." Sirius muttered and commented that he was too familiar with Snape.

"Let's go to Dumbledore next, shall we?" Hermione said, "He must be notified about this..."

"Let me go." Ron volunteered, "You guys protect here..."

"Sirius."

When he said this, he had a strange expression, as if he was still surprised by the reversal of this story.

"Hmm..." Hermione just nodded when she couldn't help but coughed and sneezed.

"What's going on?" Harry also frowned slightly: "Why is it getting colder and colder all around?"

Sirius also frowned, he seemed to realize something, his cheeks trembled slightly, and then said: "Yes, they are here."

:them? "Harry froze for a moment, and was about to ask, when he heard Ron shout loudly.

"It's a dementor!" He pointed at the ghosts flying in the sky. These monsters with dark and negative emotions formed a huge dark cloud in the sky.

Even the moonlight seemed dim and colorless at this moment.

"Stand next to me!" Harry shouted quickly, after all, he was the only one in the trio who could use the Patronus Charm.

And Sirius... He seemed to be very scared just seeing the dementor. The experiences brought to him in Azkaban made him tremble all over at this moment.

The surrounding dementors gathered more and more, and soon, they rushed towards them in groups, but their target was not the three of Harry, but Sirius.

They've found their target...the one who escaped from Azkaban.

The sinful creatures were delighted by the familiar emotion in him, circling and rushing towards Sirius.

"Call God Guard!"

Harry raised his wand and shouted loudly, silver-white energy poured out immediately, forming a thin silver barrier in front of several people.

But this barrier can't completely stop these crazy dementors...

Harry's Patronus Charm is not as proficient and powerful as Lupine's. Even without the Patronus Charm, he can only face single-digit Dementors. In front of them, they are as thin as cicada's wings The Patronus Charm can only be said to be a drop in the bucket.

The dementors crazily hit several people over and over again like a wave, and then came back again and again in a circle.

"I feel... I can't hold it anymore." Ron whispered, just looking at the overwhelming dementors in front of him made his hands and feet feel cold.

"You guys go away..." came the weak voice of Sirius, he was the most affected by the dementors, he sat on the ground weakly, and said in a voice as loud as possible: "You guys go away."

"Their target is me." Sirius knew clearly that these dementors came to catch him.

Although this time... it shouldn't be to catch myself...

"No." Harry said immediately, "Call for God's protection!"

He increased the strength of his spell, but it was only a flash in the pan at the end, the silver film suddenly increased, but the increased area also made its defense weaker.

Under the attack of several dementors again, the silver membrane collapsed again, and the broken Patronus spell meant one thing.

Several people were once again exposed to the threat of dementors.

For them... it was almost a dead end.

"Call God..." Harry had just raised his wand, when the icy chill hit him again. Before he could resist, he sat trembling and fell to the ground, and everyone around him seemed to disappear.

He felt as if he was alone in the ice and snow, the bone-chilling chill and loneliness swept over Harry's body, he couldn't hear any calling, he could only feel the numbness from head to toe...

with sadness.

"Sirius..." Harry thought he could hear him screaming.

"Ron... Hermione..." Harry murmured the names of the two, in the bone-piercing cold wind, he could only hear his own whisper and some screams accompanied by the cold wind.

The surrounding darkness enveloped him, and it also made him feel more and more frivolous in his body. The floating feeling made him more relaxed, as if the chill had disappeared.

It seems... that's not bad...

"Dad... Mom..."

"A certain person is the remains of the sword."

"sulfuric acid!"

The sound of clashing metal came along with the thunder, and the storm hit in the drizzle.

Harry heard the ethereal declaration and woke up in the ethereal voice.

The heavy rain did not know when it fell, and the castle in the distance was brightly lit with lightning, and Harry could clearly see his friends lying down and snuggling beside him.

The splash of rain on their faces and clothes made Harry feel a little cold too.

And the swarms of darkness had moved away from them at some point, dark creatures gathered in the distance, and between them and themselves was a long and slender sword and a pair of gauntlets holding the hilt tightly.

The long and narrow red scarf fluttered gently in the wind, while cold water droplets slowly slid down from the blade and armor.

Until the last drop on the ground made a crisp "tick" sound.

"Mr. Potter, please stand behind someone."

"Someone will protect you."

(End of this chapter)