Voldemort didn't think he was the first person to have this idea, and that the Dementor was probably an entity that some wizard had condensed his negative emotions from, but then he didn't know what happened, and the Dementor got rid of the wizard's control, and even evolved wisdom and began to reproduce itself. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info As for what the original Dementor looked like, it's no longer possible to know, Voldemort can only work backwards based on what little information he has found, and he's already halfway there. I don't know what Voldemort thought, but he also wrote down his own spell that was still in the process of researching in this notebook.

Voldemort only studied half of it, and the rest should be up to Phyllis herself, and because of this, although Phyllis and Voldemort studied spells according to the same idea, the specific methods were different, resulting in the spell they finally researched was not the same.

Voldemort is worthy of being a powerful wizard on the same level as Dumbledore, and his research on Dementors and Patronus charms has benefited Phyllis a lot, and after seeing this note, Phyllis began to deduce this spell, and directly deduced it all night, and only put down the pen when it was dark. It's been a night, and I haven't achieved anything, not even an idea, but this feeling of being immersed in the study of spells is really good, for real spell masters, each spell has its own special beauty, this special beauty will indeed make people immersed in it, this time Phyllis has a little bit of this feeling, when deducing this spell, she did not focus on how to have greater lethality, but focused on how to be more in line with the way of magic, Nature's Way.

Phyllis yawned, she needed to go to sleep for a while, she was so tired from such a night, she had been in some kind of special excitement before and she didn't notice it, and now as soon as it was over, she felt that her mind was blank, and her whole body was sore.

Phyllis drank a glass of Amy's warm hot milk and went straight to sleep in the cozy bedroom, and slept until noon, and after eating something, Phyllis walked out, she wanted to go out for a walk, she was here to relax this time, and she felt that she didn't have that special inspiration, and now she couldn't repeat the happy state of last night.

It's Saturday, Hogwarts students can come to Hogsmeade Village to play, Phyllis on the road to see the whole Hogsmeade is full of students, these children bring endless joy and youth to this ancient village. Feeling this happy atmosphere, Phyllis was in a bad mood.

Suddenly, Phyllis felt as if there was a person walking next to her, she looked back and forth, and she didn't expect people, what was going on? Is it because she feels wrong, shouldn't be, Phyllis is still quite confident in her instincts.

Phyllis really didn't feel wrong, it was Harry and Ron hiding in the invisibility cloak. They went to Jokowi, which was packed with students, and Harry had to be very careful not to step on anyone so as not to cause panic. There was material for jokes and tricks, and even Fred and George's wildest dreams could be fulfilled. Harry whispered instructions to Ron and handed him some gold from under the Cloak of Invisibility. When they left Jokowi, their wallets were much lighter than when they entered the store, but their pockets were stuffed with dung bombs, burp candy, frog egg soap, and a nose-biting teacup each.

The weather was fine and breezy and neither of them wanted to stay indoors, so they walked through three broomsticks and up a slope to the Screaming Shack, the most haunted abode in Britain. It sits a little higher than the other houses in the village, the windows are nailed to the boards, and the garden is damp and overgrown with weeds.

It was on the way that they accidentally passed by Professor Kate, and they almost found out about Phyllis because they didn't pay attention to rubbing Phyllis's body.

As a Gryffindor, who is known for his bravery, he has an extraordinary feeling for the so-called most powerful haunted house in Britain at the Screaming Shack, and this time he has the opportunity to go over and see Ra.

"Even the ghosts of Hogwarts don't come here." Ron said they were leaning against the fence and looking up at the haunted house. "I asked Nick, who was almost headless, and he heard that there was a very rough group of people living here. No one was able to get in. Fred and George apparently tried, but all the entrances were sealed. ”

Harry was about to take off his cloak for a few minutes as he was feeling hot from the climb, when they heard a nearby voice: someone was crawling towards the haunted house on the other side of the hill. After a while, Drake Malfoy appeared, followed by Crabbe and Goyle.

The opportunity is too good to pass up. Harry crept up behind Drake, Crabbe, and Goyle, and stooped down to pick up a large handful of mud from the mire on the path.

Crabbe and Goyle have known Drake since childhood, they entered Hogwarts together and, like their parents, were sorted into Slytherin, but they haven't played together as often as they normally have since Drake was awakened to his ambition by Phyllis and joined the History Interest Group. The four students of the History Interest Group were arranged by Phyllis to study prematurely and were exposed to a lot of cruel competition in the adult world, and they all had a feeling that their original best friends were a little too naïve compared to the other members, Hermione had this feeling, and Drake also felt this way, and they also made the same choice, although Drake was not so close to Crabbe and Goyle, but they were still good friends, and they would hang out together from time to time, this time, while they could come to Hogsmeade, Draco also put aside all his calculations for a while, and came here to relax with his best friend who grew up with him.

Crabbe asked, "Drake, do you remember when you were injured by Hagrid's Hippogriff at the beginning of the school year?" ”

"Oh, that's it, remember." Drake thought for a moment before saying, there were so many things that had happened this school year, and Phyllis had arranged a lot of extracurricular homework for the members of the history interest group, and he really didn't care about the injury he had been injured a few months ago, "What's the matter, haven't it been a long time since I suddenly mentioned this?" ”

"Boss, you're not going to just get this out of the way, are you?" Goyle shouted.

"Huh? No, no. Drake almost said that Hagrid was a Gryffindor, trusted by Dumbledore, and a good friend of Harry Potter, and these labels had made him a person that Slytherin didn't like and didn't like, and this time he finally caught Hagrid's handle, how could he just let it go? You definitely have to take the opportunity to kill this big man.

"Do you have any plans?" Crabbe asked.

What can be planned? Drake shouted in his heart, the members of their history interest group had to go to the cabin next to the Forbidden Forest every Saturday to face a terrible Dementor as a way to practice the Patronus Charm, and by the way, sharpen their will, and only last week, their learning was recognized by Phyllis, and they could finally get rid of that terrible and poor creature on Saturday - because of the long time in detention, even a third-year student in Drake could tell that the Dementor was about to run out of oil by Phyllis. Come to think of it, he had lived like this before, and almost every minute was stuffed with various study plans, and in this case, he had no interest in embarrassing Hagrid, and he would rather sleep a little longer with this time and thought.

Goyle looked at Drake with pity and said, "I've heard too, has Mr. Malfoy been forcing you to learn some noble genealogy?" I was also forced by my father to learn, that thing was so boring, and there were a lot of things to memorize, which was almost driving people to death. Fortunately, my mother was considerate of me and told me that it was okay if I didn't want to carry it, but I haven't carried it recently, and my mother will come out to help me talk when I am beaten. After saying that, Goyle looked at Draco with a "praise me" expression.

I'd rather memorize the genealogy, the so-called memorizing the genealogy is so easy compared to the current extracurricular homework, Draco snorted and said, "Yes, it's really hard, but my dad is not that good at talking, so I have to memorize it." ”

"Boss, you're so pathetic." Goyle said sympathetically.

"But you don't have to worry, Draco." Crabbe said, "We've got your revenge. ”

"What do you mean?" Draco asked.

Crabbe said proudly, "The Ministry of Magic will soon pass the final ruling on the incident of the Hippogriff's winged beast, and the Hippogriff's winged beast named Buckbeak is gone." ”

"Thank you." Draco was indeed a little moved, of course the two of them had no way to influence the ruling of the Ministry of Magic, they must have turned to their respective fathers to get such a result, and Draco knew that although their father served in the Ministry of Magic, his position was not high, if he really wanted to promote such a ruling, he must have owed a lot of favors and paid a lot of costs. These are really good friends, just to help themselves breathe, and they, including their father, are so willing to give so much. This will never be the case in the history interest group, it is not difficult to want Leah to help them, but the premise is to complete the exchange of interests, what you want, what you give, and how the other party accomplishes in the end, these are all exchangeable, everything is so clear, clear and cold.

At that moment, Draco suddenly felt a gust of wind coming behind his head, and he hurriedly lowered his head, and a large cloud of sludge flew over his head and flew forward.

Almost instantly, Draco had already made a judgment about the situation. Judging from the trajectory of that lump of sludge, the other party was a little to the right behind him, and more importantly, he was standing.

As he crouched, Drake drew his wand and cast a spell on what he felt. The spell was fan-shaped, and Harry hadn't thought it would happen.

"Harry Potter! Why are you here? Draco, who had been stunned, said loudly.

"I ...... I ......" Harry stammered, not knowing what to say.

"Good, good." "Hopefully next time I'll see a madman." After saying that, he left directly.

Harry pulled on the Cloak of Invisibility again, but the disaster had already fallen. "Harry!" Ron said, stumbling forward, looking hopelessly at where Harry had just been, "Run!" If Malfoy told anyone...... Hurry back to the castle, quick!" Good bye. Harry said. Without saying a word, he ran in the direction of Hogsmeade Village. Would Malfoy believe he did see Harry? Would anyone believe Malfoy? No one knew about the Cloak of Invisibility - except Dumbledore. Harry's stomach churned - Dumbledore would have known what was going on. As long as Malfoy says it...... Back at Duke Honey's shop, walk up the cellar steps, over the stone floor, and through the floor door...... Harry took off his invisibility cloak, tucked it under his armpit, and ran as hard as he could along the passage...... Malfoy will go back first...... How long does it take him to find a teacher? Harry gasped for breath and tingled in both flanks, but he didn't slow down and ran all the way to the stone ramp. He preferred to leave the Cloak of Invisibility there, and it would be a shame if Malfoy leaked the news to which teacher and the Cloak was confiscated. Harry hid his cloak in a dark corner, and began to climb up as fast as he could, his sweaty hands sliding over the edge of the stone. He got inside the witch's hunchback, tapped his wand and stuck out his head, and then the whole man came out of there, and the hunchback closed again. As soon as Harry jumped out from behind the statue, he heard footsteps approaching quickly.

It was Snape. He walked quickly over to Harry, his black robe fluttering, and then stopped in front of him. "That's right." He said. There was an irrepressible look of triumph on his face. Harry tried to pretend to be innocent, but he knew he was sweaty and muddy on his hands, and he quickly hid his hands in his pockets. "Follow me, Potter." Snape said.

Harry followed him downstairs, trying to wipe his hands clean from inside his robe without Snape noticing.

……

Phyllis returned to Hogwarts Castle from the small mansion next to Hogsmeade on Monday, and heard that Harry was seen by Drake in Hogsmeade Village, according to the rules, Harry did not have the consent of his guardian, so Harry could not be like other classmates, everyone could go to Hogsmeade to have fun, Harry could only stay in Hogwarts Castle. This time Drake found out that Harry was able to go to Hogsmeade, which was definitely a huge disciplinary offense, and unfortunately fell into the hands of Professor Snape, which was really miserable.

PS: I revised it a bit in the previous chapter. (To be continued.) )