Aven's physical patronus leapt from the end of his wand, and the panther ran forward with a slick starlight, a silvery white mist of light spreading around it.

As part of the evil gods, those crusted skins seem to be afraid of the patronus.

They flinched backwards, trying to dodge the advancing silver glow and return to the darkness behind them, but they moved slowly, and the upper end was connected to the rock wall, so they could only shake violently back and forth, the closest part of Aven shook more violently.

"What an ugly creature!"

The silver mist of light dispelled the deep darkness, and looking at the rows of touchtubes that could not be seen and kept shaking in the light, this thought came to Aven's mind.

These nearly transparent cortical tentacles made up of crusted carrion are a type of the evil god creation below, essentially identical to the Dementors. The two seem to be very different, but they are homogeneous and homologous, created by an evil god, the structure is almost the same, and the function of their creation is also to collect happy emotions.

In other words, they are the darkest and dirtiest creatures in the world.

The Patronus Charm is the nemesis of this dark creature, the disembodied Patronus Light Mist can ward off the Dementors and keep them out of reach, the average physical Patronus can drive away the Dementors, and the powerful Patronus can completely destroy the Dementors.

Aven's Patronus is the strongest Patronus, and with the support of his magical power, it far surpasses the physical Patronus of ordinary wizards, enough to destroy these filthy skins in front of him.

It can be seen that the leather tube closest to Aven, which had just sucked the happy memories between Evan and Hermione from his body, was gently touched by the Patronus and had begun to crack and decompose.

Just as when the Dementors were destroyed, the disintegrated leather tube eventually turned into a puff of black smoke.

Eventually, the black smoke melted into the sea and disappeared without a trace.

After the tube decomposed, the milky white liquid that had not had time to be transported away floated in the deep sea, not blending with the seawater, on the contrary, because of the buoyancy of the seawater, the liquid did not fall down or rise, but slowly floated in place.

But soon, under the inexplicable attraction, they converged among Aven's patron saints.

There was no rejection, the two fused, and Evan felt his Patronus grow a little.

The power of the Patronus comes from the caster's positive emotions, whether it is happy memories, protective thoughts, or other positive emotions, but in any case, the Patronus is homogeneous with the milky liquid power sucked by the evil gods.

Dumbledore had said before that these milky liquids were a kind of energy, an energy that the evil gods extracted from happy emotions, and this energy could not only restore the strength of the evil gods below, but also make the patronus more powerful.

Seeing his Patronus merging with the happy emotions that had just been sucked away, and feeling that the Patronus had become stronger, Evan did not hesitate and controlled the panther to rush towards the row of cattle.

Sure enough, colliding with his patronus, those carrion and leather tubes immediately collapsed and disappeared, losing their wraps, and the milky white liquid inside was not downward, they floated in front of them like fireflies, shimmering with light, like the Milky Way in the bright night sky.

The milky white liquid was more or less different in size, and under the attraction of an inexplicable force, they converged towards Aven's patronus.

1st, 2nd, 3rd regiment......

These liquid energy clusters flew towards Evan's patron saint, the panther, and collided with its body, and the panther's body seemed to turn into some kind of liquid, causing ripples from time to time.

It stretched its claws forward, clearly feeling very restrained.

If the Patronus could have had a thought, it must have felt this way right now.

In fact, the Patronus naturally does not have such thoughts.

They are dead things, just an outward manifestation of magic.

But I can't tell why, but it's the first time Ivan's seen a Patronus make such a move.

The physical guardians he had seen before were all composed of white light mist, like dolls, no matter how realistic they looked, they would not make any other movements.

They can only fly somewhere, under the control of the caster......

This didn't seem absolute, and it immediately occurred to Evan that Dumbledore could use a Patronus to deliver messages, and it was said that his Patronus had a simple mind.

He didn't know how Dumbledore did it, and now was not the time to think about it, as Evan watched his Patronus grow stronger and speechless in surprise.

The pure positive energy in front of them came from the happy emotions of the prisoners of Azkaban and the guards of the Ministry of Magic above, as well as the dementors collected from other places, and the specific number of people involved could be thousands, tens of thousands, or even hundreds of thousands, all of which were the happy emotions that they had been robbed of by the evil gods.

Now, with Aven's movements, they all converge into his Patronus.

Ewen could now clearly feel that his Patronus was rapidly becoming stronger, and the leopard, which was still very small, was getting bigger and bigger, and the light mist density was getting stronger and stronger.

The silver mist of light had completely dispelled the thousand-year-old darkness that had shrouded the sea, and as far as the eye could see, Ai Wen saw countless translucent leather tubes that shook violently like tentacles standing in front of him, connecting them to the rock wall, getting thicker and thicker the lower they went, and even several, dozens, and hundreds of them gathered together to form a larger pipe, which was shocking.

These tangled pipes seemed to be incomparably powerful, but now they didn't need to be touched by Aven's patronus at all, and they quickly dissipated under the light of its light mist.

Wherever the light goes, everything turns to dust.

The milky white liquid in the pipes was attracted to the Patronus, converging to become part of its power, and now with little control from Aven, the Patronus had begun to carefully absorb the scattered positive energy.

In fact, Evan can't stop even if he wants to.

Almost instantly, the black panther in front of him exceeded the strength of the Patronus that he could summon at his true level.

The strength of the Patronus comes not only from the caster's own magic, but also from the size of positive emotions such as happiness, will, and faith, depending on the combined value of the two. Generally speaking, the black panther that Evan summoned before was already quite strong, far surpassing ordinary wizards.

This magic is very difficult, and it's almost impossible to open up too much of a gap.

Because this is not a question of the caster's own level or ability, but in terms of the happy emotions that make up the origin power of the guardian spirit, everyone is almost the same, and it is difficult to say who has happier and more positive memories, which is a thing that cannot be compared at all.

But now, Aven's patron saint ......

Or this guy in front of him, Evan can't find the words to describe it!