Chapter 913: Kingsley's vision

"Om--"
It was a severe tinnitus caused by a terrible howling.
If the dementor's approach will bring despair to everyone, then this whistling sound that hits the soul is given to everyone, as if the hopelessness will never come again.
At the moment Kingsley shouted "Careful", the monster that had just floated back opened his mouth sternly, and the terrifying howling rushed straight towards the opposite Auror and the strikers go with.
At that moment, even Flenna and Victor Jr., who were far away on the top of the building, felt a chill that came from their hearts and straightened their heads.
But fortunately, they are really a little far away, so at least they are conscious. And to say that the Aurors who have directly accepted the front, at this time, most of them have already appeared in a state of being stunned.
"Mind magic ... this is, ancient magic ..."
It can be seen from this that Kingsley's level of mental strength is obviously higher than others. Even though he was close enough, he was still able to keep his mind running.
And the judgement that he uttered showed his solid skill in magic theory.
But even so, Kingsley, who is slightly superior to Superman, couldn't help but hold his head lightly with one hand, showing his pain and struggle.
The roar of that monster was obviously more terrifying than before.
"Protect God!"
Kingsley resisted the intense discomfort, and waved his wand's spell.
Immediately, a gleam of silvery white light emerged from the tip of his wand, and a vortex formed in an instant. The next moment, a silver cat resembling a cheetah jumped lightly out of the vortex, heading straight towards the monster not far away.
It was his patron saint, and the specific image was a tadpole with a strong body and a mighty figure.
However, the patron saint is indeed a natural enemy for ordinary dementors, but in the eyes of the monster that looks like a dementor, will it also have an amazing effect?
In this regard, Kingsley had no bottom at all.
"Oh! It is indeed Mr. Kingsley Shackle, who can summon such a solid patron saint!"
On the top of the building, Flenna was startled.
And in the next second.
"boom!"
I saw that the patron saint went ferociously to the monster, without hesitation. Immediately, the monster was knocked over and flew out more than ten feet, and fell back to the ground again from an unstable suspension state.
However, this heavy fall did not cause much damage to it. When the patron saint followed him, he quickly climbed up.
"boom!"
Seeing that the abominable patron saint relentlessly pursued again, the monster raised his hand and waved it.
This time, the patron saint was thrown out by the heavy slap.
Fortunately, the patron saint is different from that monster. A pure energy body like this has no real injuries and deaths.
As soon as it was shot away, it turned back quickly, entangled with each other fearlessly.
...
"That's ... what happened? What is that monster doing?"
If viewed from the perspective of a wizard, Kingsley ’s patron saint fights with that monster, and silver and white are frequently intertwined with gray and black, which is thrilling and exciting.
But if you look at it from the eyes of the little Victor on the top of the building, the scene will be like a translucent monster dancing happily on the spot, which will not only make people look inexplicable, but even make people laugh. .
Because, like the patron saint, a magic product created by the spirit of a wizard and condensed by pure magic is the most difficult kind of magic "special product" in Muggles.
"Oh ... that's the guardian summoned by Mr. Shaker who is fighting the monster, but you can't see the guardian god." Flenna next explained it kindly.
However, the answer to a question usually brings more surprises and questions.
"'Summon the patron saint'?" Victor Jr. rubbed his somewhat dizzy head and wondered, "You wizards can really summon something else? And, what is the patron saint? Is it a dragon? Is it still an angel? "
"No, that's not really a 'summoning', but a manifestation of spiritual will ..."
Freina tried to explain and understand the principle, but after a subconscious pondering, she quickly discovered that it was difficult for her to explain the truth.
Obviously, it is very difficult to explain the principle of magic with a Muggle who knows nothing about magic. Only when a wizard really understands the essence of magic can he narrate esoteric theories in a simple and understandable way.
And her little secretary, who has just entered the British Ministry of Magic, is much worse.
"Oh! I realized just how difficult it can be to be an educator ..." Freena groaned for a moment, and couldn't help but sigh, "No wonder Mr. McLean doesn't care about such a brilliant post as Minister of Magic ... It turns out that in the magic world, a knowledgeable professor is the most indispensable! "
"... Hearing you say that, he seems really great." Victor Jr could not help but echo.
It is a pity that if Frena knew that Maca had been thinking about resigning, she was afraid that she would end her star pursuit on the spot.
Later, when the unanswered little Victor started to think about the "guardian god", Freina next to him suddenly looked out in surprise again.
And the place that Freina looked at was naturally the square below.
"Look! Mr. Shaker has awakened his colleagues, and everyone is starting to cast the patron saint!"
As she said, Kingsley immediately found a small potion bottle hidden inside the robe when he discovered that his patron saint could barely entangle the monster.
Immediately after, he quickly unplugged the corks and hurriedly shuttled back and forth between the other Aurors and the strikers.
He dazzled the refreshing potion under everyone's nose, and first picked a group of members who had not been knocked down by the previous howling shiver.
Although the monster's whistling sound also implied an impact on the soul, it was a wound that this potion could not relieve at all, and it could at least restore the functioning of some people.
Against that monster right now, it wouldn't be possible to rely on him alone.
So, after he awakened several subordinates, members with similar experience immediately painted the gourds and summoned their respective patron saints.
The patron saint is not something everyone can learn, especially the cohesion of the patron saint.
But after all, they are Aurors, and some of them are even dedicated to dealing with black wizards. Like these typical black magic defense spells, they are naturally indifferent.
A series of silver and white mists splattered on the square, followed by a variety of guardian spirits rushing around the monster, adding silver puppets who were still struggling alone.
After that, as more and more people awakened by Kingsley, the patron saints began to increase. Seeing that the response worked, Kingsley himself could not help but sigh of relief.
In fact, he knew from the beginning that Maca's hand must have been the first move—the magic that frozen things relentlessly in an instant. He had never seen a second wizard use it.
It's just because of this that he never dare to do it easily before.
Now, when he sees that the patron saint can really work, he feels a little relieved ... Although the effect is obviously not as good as that of ordinary dementors.
Gradually, the monster was suppressed by many patron saints. The only thing that made Kingsley slightly worried was that no matter how the patron saints attacked, they could not cause substantial damage to the opponent.
No, maybe it wasn't his "only" concern.
"Where's Maca?"
While controlling his patron saint and cooperating with everyone to limit the monster's movement range, Kingsley secretly worried.
Earlier in his dealings with Voldemort, he had collaborated with Maca many times, so he was quite familiar with Maca's habits.
As it is now, Maca only lost one magic and never appeared again. There is a great possibility that the guy has already left here and gone somewhere else.
However, what is it that will make the young strongman who has replaced Dumbledore the new pillar of Hogwarts?
The thought of Kingsley's scalp was a bit numb when he thought that perhaps when a group of them worked together to deal with a monster, there was a far more terrible disaster happening in another place.
What he was worried about was not that the monster in front of him could not deal with it himself, nor that Maca might be in danger, or even the vicious friction that might occur between the Muggle world and the magic world.
What he was worried about was, in fact, that "Maka had to do everything by herself" would become a fact.
This was the case with Dumbledore at that time, but the gap between Dumbledore and their group had not been as obvious as that of Maca ~ EbookFREE.me ~ so there were not many people who noticed it.
But now, the intensity of some crises in this magic world is really too high ... Once Maca can't hold it someday, his fall will certainly symbolize the advent of a huge disaster.
If there is no change in this state and what the future of the magic world will look like, no one will dare to imagine it.
Suddenly, Kingsley took a deep breath, but saw that he waved his magic wand forward vigorously, and the silver light on the puppet guardian erupted suddenly.
But in the next moment, the monster folded his arms with his backhand, and immediately saw the silver flickering maggots flying backwards to no avail.
Kingsley's dark face tightened.
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