Chapter 60: Dementors
"I can meet a dementor, what's going on?" Iger looked at Dumbledore expectantly: "I found that there were more and more strange things about me, which made me feel a little inexplicable, and things were beyond my control. It's a bad feeling to be in control, so I think I should come to you and ask."
Dumbledore nodded suddenly: "It's true, it seems that we all have the same shortcomings, Iger, we always want things to develop according to our wishes..."
Fox moved his paws, looked at Iger, turned his head and squatted down in the other direction, continuing to sleep. Dumbledore sat leisurely on the soft chair beside him: "I just went to the bathroom, the night life of the elderly is not stable..."
Looking at Iger, who was speechless and a little helpless, Dumbledore laughed: "I... I really haven't heard of any kind of bloodline like you... But I do know an interesting legend."
Iger was stunned for a while. How could this be involved in a legend?
"It is said that humans themselves do not possess the ability of magic, because strictly speaking, humans should be regarded as a member of animals, not a member of magical animals." Dumbledore clapped his hands lightly, and a piece of chocolate cake appeared in front of him. , the light blue eyes of the old man gave Iger a gentle look: "Do you want some?"
"Uh... No, thank you..." Iger waved his hand to refuse: "So, what's the meaning of this legend?"
"Of course it makes sense. Humans evolved from animals, there is no need to doubt that." Dumbledore looked at Iger: "However, some wizards believe that the ability of wizards is not possessed by humans, but is self-evident. The ability left by another creature in the bloodline, such as demons, fairies, and elves in the legends of various countries..."
Looking at Iger's surprised eyes, Dumbledore chuckled: "It's not unusual, Professor Flitwick is a half-goblin bloodline, and the goblin bloodline also brought him a unique magical talent, which he also obtained when he was young. The champion of the duel competition, when the goblin rebelled hundreds of years ago, there were many half-goblin bloodlines."
"Or Hagrid, I think you should know that he is a half-giant. Ordinary magic spells are useless on him. This is also the ability of blood." Dumbledore said with a smile: "So, this point of view It is still recognized by many people, and in fact, even I think what they say is very reasonable."
"As far as I'm concerned, you may have had too much power from your bloodline, which has led to some atavisms in certain aspects, such as wandless spellcasting, or resistance to dementors, after all, in addition to Humans and other creatures are not very sensitive to dementors, and it is difficult for dementors to perceive the emotions of animals." Dumbledore said slowly: "You should be similar to them."
Iger nodded suddenly, Dumbledore looked at Iger curiously: "I thought you would go to the bottom of your search to find the secret of your own life, I have seen children like you who are not clear about their origins and end up going astray, But judging from your appearance, I shouldn't have to worry about it..."
"Why should I seek out my own life?" Iger looked at Dumbledore inexplicably: "I don't live for others, why should I find myself uncomfortable?"
"You read it very well, child..." Dumbledore was slightly absent-minded: "Okay, hurry up and go back to sleep, if I remember right, you have class tomorrow? Patronus Charm is a very difficult spell, and you need to pay for it. some heart."
"Okay, good night, professor..." Iger nodded, turned around and left.
Dumbledore watched for a long time at the gate where Iger left, and then he dug out another piece of chocolate from the spoon in his hand and put it in his mouth...
"You didn't say something just now, Albus." Phineas opened his eyes at some point, leaning on the photo frame and looking at Dumbledore.
"Really?" Dumbledore looked at the portrait beside him in surprise.
"That child is not a pure human being." Phineas looked at Dumbledore a little irritably: "Okay, stop pretending."
"Oh..." Dumbledore looked at Phineas in surprise: "So what?"
WTM! Phineston paused for a moment, not knowing what to say.
"Iger is a human being, this is an undisputed matter of Phineas." Dumbledore looked at Phineas' portrait calmly: "He has flesh and blood, a warm breath of life, and affection is even more different. The main thing is that he doesn't have a tail..."
Dumbledore seemed to be amused by his own words: "Don't you like him?"
Phineas snorted and stopped talking. He closed his eyes and began to pretend to be asleep. Dumbledore laughed and returned to the room upstairs in the office with broken thoughts.
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"Today, we are going to learn a very important and very difficult magic." Iger shook his wand and looked at the trembling sixth graders below: "Alright, alright, put away your panicked appearance, You don't have to fight me today..."
Suddenly, cheers came from below, and even Percy was excited.
"But today you are going to face a Dementor..." Iger looked down with a smile, the laughter in the classroom stopped abruptly, and Wood's smile stiffened on his face, as if a creature was suddenly strangled by the neck rooster.
A whimper came, and not far away, a Hufflepuff female voice leaned weakly on the chair, her face pale, and even the daring boys were sweating on their foreheads at this time...
In the same school year, the class schedule is different every year. This year's sixth graders are Gryffindor and Hufflepuff taking the Defense Against the Dark Arts class together. Iger looked down at the first (sitting) face (ground) period cheerfully. (Wait) Waiting for (death)' students, feel in a good mood.
"Come and learn from me, thinking about the happiest thing in your life, or the happiest thing in your dreams, come with me: God's Guard!" Iger shook his wand.
"God Guard..." A sullen voice came, and the students below had no radiance in their eyes. It seemed that they really couldn't think of anything to be happy about...
Iger's smile didn't change, he stretched out his hand and snapped his fingers, and the layers of chains outside the big box behind him suddenly disappeared in half: "I will only teach it three times at most, and then I will release the dementors, and no one will be summoned by then. The students can only ask for their own blessings…”
"God Guard!" Wood suddenly stood up and shouted, forcing himself to think of some happy things. With a trace of tears on his pale face, Iger felt that he must have thought of something very happy, and he wept with joy...
As a little white awn on the tip of Wood's wand appeared, the classroom was suddenly excited. Students screamed and raised their wands, thinking about happy things in their minds, and shouting to protect the gods. Inside is a vast expanse of white.
Iger grinned, yes, the desire to survive can be said to be very strong...
What a successful Defense Against the Dark Arts class, the students are also very smart...
Iger felt a burst of joy from the bottom of his heart. This was probably the most efficient class he had ever taken as a substitute...
Sure enough, without pressure, there is no motivation? Iger looked at the students below thoughtfully, not knowing what to do in his heart.
"Very good!" Iger clapped his hands and signaled everyone to pause. At this time, most of the students were excited, but after seeing Iger, everyone's emotions quickly cooled down, and Iger's smile seemed to them at this time. Colder than a Dementor, this is a chill that even a Patronus cannot dispel.
"But a thin barrier can only stop the dementors from harming you at most. I need you to summon a complete Patronus." Iger shook his wand: "I'll give you thirty seconds to think about it. There's nothing that makes you happier than what you've just thought."
"Start..." Said, Iger casually took out his pocket watch...
A group of students hurriedly searched their memories desperately, looking forward to finding what would make them happiest, and some people fantasized about how happy their life would be in the future.
Immediately, Iger put away the pocket watch: "Okay, everyone, come and learn with me for the second time, call your guard!"
"Call God to protect!"
This time, the shouts in the room were unexpectedly unified. With a few swishes, four or five complete patron saints jumped out, churning in the sky above the house, as if they had been agitated by something, and then there was another The tips of several people's sticks continued to vibrate, and seven or eight patron saints emerged one after another. At this time, the room was extremely holy.
"Very good!" Iger clapped his hands, but he was secretly surprised. He originally planned to scare him, but he never thought that the seriousness of these students would surprise him.
Looking at the patron saints churning in front of him with a smile, Iger nodded: "Okay, put away your patron saints."
Watching the students put away the Patronus, Iger snapped his fingers again, the chain on the box behind him had been fully opened, and with a bang, the Dementor stuck out a hand from the box, and the temperature of the room was warm. Immediately descended.
Iger stepped on the box and firmly stuck the dementor's head on the edge of the box. A few meters away, the dementor gulps down the happy emotions that the students had just produced. In the classroom where the temperature dropped sharply, a group of students turned pale, and some girls even closed their eyes in fear.
"How do you feel?" Iger looked at the students around him cheerfully: "Do you feel that you will never be happy again? When you face the dementors What you have to do is to In this cold, deadly and desperate situation, your happiest and most fiery emotions are born, and this is the most difficult part of the Patronus Charm."
Iger made it very clear that eating at the dining table is very pleasant, but eating in the toilet is not so pleasant. Many people can't eat it. This is the same as the Patronus Charm.
Looking at the pale-faced students below, Iger stepped on the box and waved his wand cheerfully: "Come, come with me to learn the last time: God Guard!"
"God Guard!" Screams sounded one after another, perhaps the classmates beside them gave each other courage. To Iger's surprise, there were more Patronus summoned this time than the one just now! Even the students who didn't react much the previous two times were shaking violently at the tip of their stick.
However, Wood's expression of releasing the Patronus while weeping was ignored by Iger.
"Very good! Crooked Good!" Iger stuffed the dementor back into the box, sat on the box, looked down and clapped his hands: "It's beyond my expectations!"
Immediately, Iger shook his wand, and pieces of rich and mellow dark chocolate appeared on the students' desks: "Eat some chocolate, so I think you may feel better."
"Don't we need to face that thing?" Wood looked at the box under Iger's **** in horror.
"This is not for you, this is the final exam for the lower grade students..." Iger looked at the students cheerfully: "Of course, the practice exams for the final exams this year for the students who did not participate in the basilisk crusade will also be demented. Strange…"
The girl who collapsed with fright just now groaned weakly: "I'm going to write to my mother and ask her to agree to my crusade against the Basilisk..."