Chapter 201: Encounter the Dementor again (modified)

"Finally appeared!" Allen's wand was pointed at it silently.
But this was not noticeable, because everyone else also pointed their wand at the uninvited guest, trying to see what it looked like.
The hand disappeared immediately, and suddenly retracted into the creases of the black cloak.
"What's this?" Hermione grabbed Alan's arm in a panic.
"Dementor!" As soon as Alan pointed his wand at the dementor, Hermione, who didn't know it, pulled her arm off. The dementor took a long breath and made a gurgling sound in his throat. It seems that it in more than the surrounding air.
A biting chill swept through them, and Harry, who was beside Alan, rolled his eyes up and fell straight off the seat, convulsing all over.
Hermione screamed and knelt down to check Harry's situation.
Ginny was shaking like crazy, too scared to breathe.
Ron shrank into a ball and muttered, "Don't come, don't come!"
Neville looked horrified and blankly at a loss.
The dementor stood in the doorway, slowly twisting his head, looking left and right, as if looking for something.
Allen tried to think about things that made him happy, and his patron saint, a phoenix that was not fully formed, spewed from the tip of the wand, and the dementor rushed over.
The dementor immediately turned and walked away leisurely.
After taking a few deep breaths, Allen quickly distributed the previously prepared chocolate to everyone in the compartment. "Eat, it will help!" Allen also stuffed a piece into his mouth.
A stream of heat rushed to the tips of his toes and fingers, and his whole body was warm. At this time, a scream full of horror suddenly sounded from the carriage outside the compartment, and Allen gave Neville the chocolate in his hand and drove out.
Hermione was sitting on her knees beside Harry, and she looked inexplicable when she saw Allen's movements.
"Penello!" Alan shouted loudly. In the corridor of the train, countless dementors came and went in and out of different compartments. In the dark, their hazy tall figures looked extraordinarily crippled in the corridor. Penello, the female student president of the school, was surrounded by four dementors.
Allen’s patron saint, Phoenix, flew out of the wand again. This time because of the will of the guardian, its form seemed to be much more substantial. The patron saint rushed towards the dementor next to Penello. They were compared to the previous one. The performance of Alan appeared to be even more afraid of the Phoenix Patron Saint that Allen had displayed this time, and he no longer slouched slowly but quickly retreated into the distance.
Allen hurried to Penello's side and stuffed a piece of chocolate into her mouth, "Azkaban's Dementors! Why are they here?" Penello grabbed Allen's hand, feeling The strength returned to the body.
Alan didn't answer her, but watched warily at the dementors who were gradually gathering—they became more numerous.
Perhaps it was Alan’s two consecutive patron saint curses that angered them; perhaps he wanted to see who could issue such a powerful curse; maybe it was the phoenix that was too rare as a patron saint...
The dementors all rushed in Allen's direction, crushing black.
"Alan!" Penello shivered, and she felt that the carriage suddenly became extremely cold, as if a biting cold wind was blowing.
"Don't be afraid, Penello! Think about what's happy!" Allen clenched his wand tightly, his expression firm, the cold pierced through his chest, and the mist began to blur his vision.
"Go away! None of us hide Sirius Black under the robe. Go away." A voice came from behind Allen.
It's Professor Lupin! He also held the wand in his hand and sternly scolded the dementors, but the dementors were unmoved, they seemed determined to investigate Alan and the others.
"Holy guard!" Lupin's expression was only a little tangled, and he cast a spell decisively, and a silver thing came out of his wand and shot towards the dementor.
It was a wolf, strong, burly, and powerful. The dementors stepped back, but some still refused to leave.
The fog in front of them disappeared, "Call the gods, guard!" Allen chanted the Patronus Curse again, and cast the Patronus Curse continuously in a short period of time, which he felt a little tired.
Penello looked at Ellen's patron saint of phoenix obsessively. It stretched its huge wings and hovered in the carriage. Wherever it passed, dementors evaded.
The female student council president also tried to cast the patron saint curse. She knew this curse, but she had never successfully cast it.
"HushenHushen" Penello clenched his teeth and insisted, "Hushen guard!" A strand of silver thread floated from Penello's wand, hanging in front of her like a fog, which was almost invisible. White clouds.
Penello held Alan's hand, as if infinite courage was injected into her body, and it was like the warm current that he felt when he just ate chocolate! From the top of her magic wand broke something, no longer just a cloud of mist, but a silvery animal-it swiftly flew away from them, followed by the silver wolf and phoenix, and rushed towards the large group. Dementor...
The three patron saints cooperate in tacit understanding, and the power is amazing.
The dementors backed away, dispersed, and concealed into the darkness...they were gone.
Penello's patron saint turned around, walked through the calm train corridor and slowly ran towards Penello and Allen~EbookFREE.me~ They finally saw its full picture-a fox! A cute, flexible and smooth little fox!
"Cunning like a fox, this is Penello!" Allen smiled and teased.
Penello looked at her patron saint obsessively, with great joy and satisfaction in her heart, but not to be outdone: "What about you, the stinky phoenix?" She stretched out her hand and wanted to touch this silvery little The fox, but it disappeared.
"Really a good patron saint!" Professor Lupin looked at Penello and Allen in admiration.
He looked at Alan with a particularly solemn expression.
"Professor, is there something wrong with me?" Allen asked in surprise.
"At your age, it is extraordinary to be able to successfully cast the patron saint curse! And—"Professor Lupin paused, "Anyone who can use magical creatures as patron saints, as far as I know of modern wizards, There is only Dumbledore, and like you, he is also a Phoenix!"
"Perhaps you will have something to do in the future. Dumbledore is the greatest white wizard ever." Lupin looked at Allen carefully and came to a conclusion.
On one side, Penello nodded repeatedly, showing an expression of admiration, and a little proud! She never doubted Allen's future. There is no doubt that Allen is the best student ever at Hogwarts.
Alan's expression is a bit subtle.
This is not the first time Allen has heard this. When he bought the wand, Ollivander said something similar. Although Ollivander and Professor Lupin had different starting points, Allen once suspected that each other, as the owner of the wand shop, would say this to every customer...
"Thank you, Professor! I will use your encouragement as my motivation to move forward." Allen smiled gently at Lupin.