"No, no!" Harry desperately imagined the feeling of having a new home, imagining the scene of living with his godfather, "Call the Gods Guard!" he shouted, feeling unprecedented power turbulent, magic power continued to gather, silver fog rolled like continuous waves, and a dazzling silver creature walked out of the sea. He just stood still, silver ripples rippled, throwing the dementor away.

Immediately afterwards, it began to run around Harry, with its silver giant horns flying one dementor after another. The dementor army kept retreating and was defeated.

Umbridge and Fudge were so surprised that their mouths could not close, "Is this Harry Potter?" Fudge said strangely.

Umbridge was stunned for a moment, picked up the whistle and blew it up, urging the dementor to attack.

"Old woman, what do you want to do!"

Before they knew it, a group of students surrounded them. They said indignantly, and a spell flew out of the corner and hit Umbridge's black whistle. The whistle exploded with a "bang". Umbridge screamed and fell to the ground.

"Who! Who attacked the senior official of the Ministry of Magic!" Fuji said angrily.

Professor McGonagall raised his wand, followed her, and the students surrounded her. She suppressed her anger and said sternly: "Minister Fudge, immediately order the dementors to stop attacking. If something goes wrong, you will definitely regret it."

Fuji looked around in a daze. He had never been pointed at by so many wands. His eyes were young and angry faces. Even the elite Aurors he carried had no fighting spirit. They could not attack the students.

Fudge's attitude softened, and he tried his best to defend himself: "I actually...not..." He was stunned for a few seconds, turned around, and ordered loudly: "Let the dementor come back, Auror come out, don't hurt anyone!"

A subordinate next to him whispered: "Minister, the whistle that controls the dementors explodes."

Fudge was furious: "Can't you control the dementor without that damn whistle?"

The man said in horror: "Under normal circumstances, they are fine, but they are suffering from heavy injuries and are eager to eat..."

Fuji's pupils dilated in an instant, as if echoing these words. The disintegrating dementors gathered again. They were not dead, but their robes became more and more ragged, and there were several big, bright holes hanging on their chests.

This was poked out by Harry's patron saint, but it was not fatal, not even a minor injury. The body was optional for the dementors, but they felt hungry and there was a feast of gluttons in front of them.

They aimed at the students behind Auror and kept hovering, like black birds reporting death, but facing the former controller, they seemed a little worried, sucking the air on the outside, the temperature dropped visible to the naked eye, and many students exhaled a stream of white mist with pale faces.

On the other side, Harry leaned against the fence, wearing a thick mouth, and he was exhausted and barely allowed to fall down. The patron jogged back to him, not a horse, nor a unicorn, but a stag. Its whole body was glowing, and when he reached out to touch the sharp corners on its head, the patron vanished.

Success! He successfully saved Sirius, Professor Lupin, and... Snape Harry's eyes swept around, his godfather lay on the ground, breathing heavily, his face with a look of surviving the disaster, Lupin sat tiredly on the ground.

He turned his head to look at Snape, but saw Snape dragging his shaky body, waving his wand like a sharp blade, shooting a heart-pounding green spell from the tip of the wand. He suddenly widened his eyes. Reality seemed to overlap with dreams. He heard his mother's scream again, followed by the green light filled with vision...

That is the Avada Sauvignon Curse!

How could Snape use this spell? No, who is he using it?

Harry realized that Peter the Petunia was missing, with only his clothes left on the ground. His eyes followed the direction of Snape's spell and saw a black mouse running desperately.

Snape wants to kill Peter the Pet!

But at this moment, a hand emerged from the air and held Snape's wand, "Severus, he is not worthy of your doing."

"Don't stop me, Felix!" Snape's face was twisted, his eyes were filled with unforgettable hatred, stronger than any time Harry had ever seen, "Let me complete revenge...I ask you!"

"There is a better way," said Felix, who threw a spell, and the mouse suddenly lit up, its head was stretched, and the torso was the same. He broke out from Animagus' state and stumbled on the ground.

Petrite Peter was extremely unlucky. He had just run to the other end of the bridge. A dozen steps away were a group of Aurors and students. They were originally staring at the restless dementors uneasily, but at this moment they could not help but be attracted by this sudden scene.

Seven or eight dementors slid down, one of them strangled the little dwarf Peter's neck and loosened the hood on his face.

"No! Forgive me, I shouldn't betray you. James, Lily, it was the black demon who forced me. He was too strong... You don't know his methods!" Little Dwarf Peter shouted in despair.

The Ministry of Magic's Aurors widened their eyes and their raised wands hung in the air, including Meg, everyone froze in place, shocked by the sudden shocking remarks made by Petr.

At the end of his life, he seemed to wake up and shouted desperately: "He is coming back! The person who can't even mention his name is coming back! I did something wrong, forgive me."

His voice came to an abrupt end, and the dementor sucked his soul away.

Snape took a few steps back and fell to the ground in dismay, as if paralyzed. He covered his face and muttered to himself.

After a long time, Forge said loudly: "It's ridiculous! What's he talking about in his sleep!"

Professor McGonagall said sarcastically: "Only you think so, he has made it clear enough. Also, your dementor is out of control!"

The dementors were really out of control. The soul of the dwarf Peter stimulated them. They were not satisfied with hovering outside the meal, drinking some soup and water, and began to tentatively approach.

Fudge retreated in horror and hurried himself in the crowd: "Protect me, use the Guardian Spell!"

But unfortunately, the patron sacred mantra is not a regular mantra, and even the Aurors will not have any requirements for this mantra. Including the people on the scene, including Mag, only four people can guard the mantra.

Magg frowned. She didn't expect the Ministry of Magic to be so unbearable, especially the Minister of Magic Fudge, who looked silly. She controlled her patron saint, and as Harry did, the strong light continued to gather, but she heard Felix's voice.

"Just take advantage of the moment!"

What now? She turned around and opened her mouth in surprise. Felix stood on the edge of the bridge. He held a colorless transparent vortex in his hand. Blue magic was stirred up around his body. Dementors were torn off and narrowed down and fell into the vortex.

One, two, ten, twenty... These dementors were away from them uncontrollably and fell like black rain from the sky...

Felix maintained his magic and heard light footsteps passing by, Hermione wearing an invisible cloak, curled up the corner of his mouth, "The opportunity is very accurate, Miss Granger."

"Thank you, professor." Hermione said softly.

She carefully avoided Auror and Professor McGonagall and passed through a group of students, "Who is hitting me?" Someone muttered dissatisfiedly, "Don't squeeze, you can see clearly. Professor Happ is so cool, and Harry's patron saint, my god, it's incredible!"

After more than ten seconds, there was no dementor in the sky. Felix held the spherical vortex, looked at the stunned ministers and Aurors, and whispered: "Since these dementors are out of control and attacking students and ministers of magic, there is no need to keep them..."

"Peng!"

A white flame ignited in the spherical vortex, and the vortex began to rotate violently. Large waves of black smoke surged out, transforming into distorted faces, but they were soon burned out by the flames, and the black dots in the vortex disappeared one by one, as if they had never appeared.

Umbridge, who was covered in blood, opened her eyes and saw the scene of Felix burning the dementor. The memories of the past emerged, and she screamed and fainted.

"Hai, Mr. Haip..." Fudge said tremblingly.
Chapter completed!