Xie An woke up from meditation and seemed to rediscover the world. At first www.biquge.info he thought he was dreaming for a long time, but then he slowly forgot about it. After getting used to it, he began to feel that he was actually the wizard of this world.

The attic looked the same as usual today, and everything here was the same, with a roof covered with cobwebs overhead, and the corpses of shriveled mosquitoes on top of it, like black fruits. Xie An didn't waste much time in this familiar place. Regarding the cultivation of doomsday power, except for the night of the experiment in the Forbidden Forest, as long as Xie An stayed in the castle, he would use meditation instead of sleeping.

After leaving the attic, a ray of sunlight happened to refract from the glass at a high place, Xie An looked at the speckled sunlight on the ground, and was slightly stunned.

"Hey, kid, you practice like this every day, aren't you tired? You don't have any fun in life, you're going crazy sooner or later!" said to Xie An loudly from the marquis, who was hanging at the door.

Xie An turned to the portrait a little indifferently and said, "Isn't it even more pitiful to be like you, who can only live in two frames?"

"Haha, boy, although you helped me find another portrait and brought it back to your house for safekeeping, I still have to criticize you! Remember, wizards and anything else need a little hobby!" said the Marquis, laughing.

Xie An did not argue and left the attic amid the laughter of the marquis.

"What's the lesson today?" he said to himself.

"Today's lesson is a bit much, but before you get into class, I suggest you do your Potions homework first, I don't think Severus Snape will give you any privileges in this regard. It's seven o'clock in the morning, and you still have a little time. A voice said, "If you want to save some effort, I think Hermione Granger will be willing to help you." ”

"Blackie, you're a fast learner! Yes, I hope you can become a real life one day. Shayne walked slowly down the hallway of Hogwarts School, there weren't many students along the way, and the senior Quidditch players were just about to go to training, and Cedric Diggory passed by Shay-An, who didn't seem to see Shea-An.

"It's the first time I've felt this way, I can't put it into words, it seems like a sense of déjà vu. The mysterious, disembodied voice said, "Perhaps, as you say, I used to be a wizard." ”

Xie An nodded slightly, although there were many wizards who claimed that they could hear mysterious voices, it was still strange for others to see themselves talking to themselves.

Xie An was very lucky, and luckily the god of magic favored the doomsday warrior again, and his experiments in the Forbidden Forest took a turn for the better.

Xie An, who had long planned to use the Dementors as experimental materials, had no intention of giving up. Once he had gathered enough materials and experience to turn the target of his experiments into Dementors.

After brutally and completely dismantling a poor magical beast, Xie An knew that the opportunity had come. He drove the dementors into the drawn demonic formation, and this time Xie An did not simply inject ordinary magic power, but directly injected the terrifying destruction power converted from the power of the doomsday.

This red magic power was like boiling magma and poured into the three-dimensional magic pattern. This magic circle was not an experiment, it was more than five meters high, and it could completely surround the tall floating Dementors from all sides.

The process of the experiment could not be described simply, Xie An could feel that the magic array was working, and the magic power with the burning power of the doomsday began to act on the dementor's body. No magic can hurt Dementors, except for the Guardians. There is no power to reject destruction, except for destruction itself.

This terrifying magic power surged wildly within the demonic array, hitting the Dementor like a thunderstorm, and the Dementor twitched throughout, its empty mouth let out a silent cry, and its tattered robes began to be peeled off and annihilated in the red rays. The space around us seems to be starting to get unstable!

The magic that surrounded the Dementors seemed to be unable to resist the terrible sucking, and was getting thinner. Slowly, the Dementors' resistance to magic seemed to decrease, and more and more black smoke came out of the Dementors' bodies, being stripped and scattering around.

Xie An activated the outer formations, and the main function of these peripheral magic patterns was to help Xie An collect energy and ensure that this huge energy fluctuation would not turn into a disaster. But the dementor extracted much more energy than Xie An thought, and it seemed that the dementor's body was leading to another world, and this terrible magic pattern was directly extracting this magic power from the other world.

Despite some concerns, Xie An's hand did not break the link between it and the Demon Pattern Formation.

As more and more mana was extracted, the Dementor began to distort, and its human appearance began to disintegrate.

Like a strange lump of brown sugar dissolved in the water, the Dementor trembled violently, frantically trying to escape, but more magma-like rays whipped at the Dementor's body, each impact taking away part of the Dementor's form.

I don't know how long it was, but before Xie An felt that the magical energy around him was so strong that it could be seen with the naked eye, Xie An felt something shatter. A layer of things protecting the Dementors shattered! There seemed to be a very low pop sound around the quiet surroundings, Xie An didn't know if it was his hallucination, although the light had reached the point where it was impossible to look directly at at this time, but the absolute silence around it still made people a little uneasy.

Then Xie An closed his eyes directly, but the strong light seemed to penetrate Xie An's eyelids directly, and he could still clearly see a transparent creature slowly opening like a flower in the intense white light.

In an instant, the world darkened.

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"At least it can prove that this formation can deal with Dementors!" Xie An, who couldn't understand the situation in the last moment, thought that his experiment had failed. But the god of magic favored Xie An again. He heard a mysterious voice: "Where is this?"

The young wizard's voice instantly made all of Xie An's nerves tense. This voice didn't sound in the air around Xie An, but directly in his head!

Even Dumbledore didn't have the ability to do so, and could go straight into Shea'an's mind, where there was the most terrifying seal, and the scorching power of doom inside could easily destroy all clones of will.

"This is Hogwarts School!" Xie replied calmly....

The conversation between the two consciousnesses lasted for a while, and finally Xie An succeeded in reaching an agreement with this strange being. Xie An had a little guess about the origin of this consciousness, and such a surprise made Xie An very excited.

After ensuring smooth communication with Xie An, this conscious transparent creature temporarily resided in a ring provided by Xie An. This antique jade ring was brought back from the Far East by Xie An's father, the Earl. After giving it to Xie An, Xie An has never worn it.

In the following time, Xie An has been communicating with this consciousness body, he has not received much information, and this consciousness body does not seem to have many memories of the past. Xie An was not too relieved, he hoped to see this consciousness body directly. After some hard work, Xie An finally gave up.

From this Dementor experiment, such a thing that could understand the language of wizards, Xie An really didn't have any preparation. Such a surprise completely overturned most of Xie An's previous speculations about Dementors.

He thought that the Dementors were a magical creature, or at least a terrifying separate magical creature from the wizards. Although they have a wizard-like appearance, this may be due to other reasons, such as making them easy to hunt wizards.

Until then, Xie An had always believed that Dementors were mysterious, incomprehensible, and strange creatures. But when the magic of stripping came to fruition, a surprising, but plausible, result appeared.

As with previous legends, Dementors were transformed by the most evil sorcerers through the most evil of black magic, so what were these Dementors like in the first place, and what kind of species they were before they were transformed. No wizard ever knew. They didn't have such conditions, they didn't peel off the dementor's shell and see the conditions inside it.

Such a major discovery could have shocked the entire wizarding world, but Xie An didn't have such an idea, he didn't want anyone to know the results of his research on Dementors. In Xie An's view, this world is full of dangers, and any reckless and easy action may bring about the disaster of killing.

Far away in Azkaban, at the very bottom of the black-iron building, a thick gray mist permeates the entire space. It's been a long time since the Dementors mutinied, and no wizards have been here. The wizarding team of the Ministry of Magic, which was originally stationed here, had been killed by the Death Eaters a long time ago. Later, the Ministry of Magic organized several counterattacks against Azkaban, and those Aurors could occupy the upper echelons of Azkaban, but at the bottom of the prison, in the gray fog, the Aurors suffered heavy losses. Amelia Bones attacked the area herself, and was defeated by the leader of the Dementors.

The Ministry of Magic covered it up, and Wizarding Britain didn't know that Azkaban was now completely in the hands of the Dementors. The poor wizards who are imprisoned here are unknown in their lives and deaths.

But today, at the darkest hour of the night, a terrible wave of magic fluctuated wildly at the bottom of the prison. All the Dementors trembled as if they had met the most powerful Patronus.

The wrath of the King of Dementors caused everyone to hide in fear, and these monsters did not know what had happened to their strongest man.

The King of Dementors felt a strange fluctuation, and it felt the loosening of the ancient contract!

And in the deepest part of the Forbidden Forest, an eternal, eerie power controls here. A Dementor who was more than five meters tall was wandering around the Elven Tree with three other slightly smaller Dementors, absorbing the abundant life energy here. The tallest Dementor suddenly stopped draining life force, and then the other three Dementors also stopped moving, and their terrifying faces turned to the outer edge of the Forbidden Forest, in the direction of Hogwarts School.

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Xie An didn't know that he had violated an ancient curse, and an incomparably terrible crisis was slowly approaching. He still studied in class step by step, but in addition to studying, he had one more thing to communicate with this consciousness body.

After getting the results of such experiments, Xie An became even more curious about the origin of the six-page book. Early legends about Dementors date back to the time of Old England. These six pages are a testament to the powerful magic that can strip away Dementors, and I'm afraid it's not a small one.

After pondering for a while, Xie An wrote a letter to Lord Earl, asking him to help find out the whereabouts of the bookstore owner.

The Earl's reply was soon delivered by the golden eagle, and after opening it and reading it, it was realized that the boss was now in St. Mungo's hospital. It turned out that after the boss was caught, he was convicted by the Wizengamot Wizarding Order and thrown directly into Azkaban. Within a few days, the boss's family moved up and down and paid a large fine before he came out of Azkaban under the pretext that his life was in danger. Now under the watchful eye of the Aurors, he is being treated at St. Mungo's Hospital.

After knowing such a situation, Xie An was slightly stunned, he didn't expect that Magic Britain could be like this. Still, if the boss dies in the Azkaban Dementor riot, he'll probably never get a chance to learn the origin of the six-page book.

After turning the letter into yellow sand, Xie An continued to eat his lunch, today's veal steak and mashed potatoes tasted good, and the bustling students did not have any crisis at all. They were still a group of children, and they didn't know that at this moment, outside of Hogwarts school, a direct battle between different forces had begun.

After another afternoon of studying, in the evening, it was another time of freedom. This time, Xie An did not tell Luna or Hermione about her whereabouts, but left Hogwarts School alone through the secret passages.

The wizarding world is ahead of Muggles in terms of healing, but far from immortality. The core of this medical technique is the same as the medical technique that Xie An saw in the last days, which is to heal the sorcerer's body through the flow and recasting of energy. Such a technique requires extreme precision and skill, and the wizards who work at St. Mungo's Hospital are among the best of the wizards. Strangely enough, there don't seem to be many wizards at Hogwarts willing to join St. Mungo, which is why the pain of the Longbottom family has been little known.

Shea didn't have much of an impression of Neville Longbottom, the shy kid. Some say that Longbottom is a little too weak and always forgets things.

But when Shea saw Neville Longbottom in the hallway of St. Mungo's Hospital, he was a little surprised. Neville was following behind an old witch with his head bowed, who was holding a strange hat that seemed to have a specimen of a vulture pressed directly to the hat.

"It's not as serious as the doctor said, your dad just accidentally fell. Neville, you shouldn't take a leave of absence, I've heard that your homework isn't good, it will delay your studies!" the old witch's expression was the opposite of that of the hideous vulture, and she said calmly to Neville.

"Grandma, I know, but I'm still worried. Dad and Mom.... I want to study medicine and join St. Mungo's Hospital in the future, so that I can take care of my parents directly. ”

"Neville, it's enough for you to have such a heart. But to become a doctor in St. Mungo, you need to be proficient in herbalism, potions, charms, etc., and I've heard that you are not very good at anything other than herbalism. Neville's grandmother said tiredly.

Neville clenched his fists, as if trying to discern a few words, but finally fell silent.

Xie An didn't want to say hello to Neville, he had his own plans, and it didn't do any good for other classmates to see him here. When he passed by Neville, Xie looked at the portrait on the wall, avoiding Neville's gaze.

After a few steps, a middle-aged witch with a disheveled head, wearing some old white cotton pajamas, and a shoe on her foot suddenly walked out of the ward and grabbed Xie An's arm directly.

"Baby, this one is for you, your favorite!" The witch held a few pictures of the chocolate frog in her hand a little pale, and handed the pictures to Xie An. Xie An was stunned for a moment.

Neville Longbottom looked back, their eyes intertwined in surprise.