"Hum—"

It was a terrible scream that caused severe tinnitus.

If the proximity of the Dementors would bring despair to everyone, then this soul-striking whistle gave everyone a void as if even despair would never come again.

At the moment when Kingsley shouted "Be careful", the monster that had just floated again opened its mouth, and a terrifying whistle swept straight towards the Aurors and strikers on the opposite side.

At that moment, even Frena and little Victor, who were far away on the roof of the building, felt a chill from their hearts go straight to the back of their heads, and goosebumps fell to the ground.

But the good thing is that their side is indeed a little far away, so at least they are still conscious. And to say that those Aurors who directly endured it head-on, most of them were already in a trance at this time.

"Psychic Magic...... This is、Ancient magic ......"

From here, it can be seen that Kingsley's mental power level is obviously higher than others. Even though he was just as close, he was still able to keep his thoughts moving.

And the judgment that came out of his mouth showed his solid skills in the theory of magic.

But even so, Kingsley, who was a little superhuman, couldn't help but hold his head lightly with one hand, revealing a face full of pain and struggle.

The monster's roar was obviously more than terrifying than before.

"Divine Guard!"

Holding back intense discomfort, Kingsley waved his wand and recited the incantation.

Immediately, a stream of silvery-white light emerged from the tip of his staff, and in the blink of an eye, a vortex was formed. The next moment, a silver feline shaped like a cheetah jumped out of the whirlpool lightly and soared straight in the direction of the monster not far away.

It was his patron saint, in the form of a lynx, with a sturdy and powerful body.

Of course, the Patronus Charm is indeed a natural enemy to ordinary Dementors, but for the monster in front of you, which looks like a Dementor on the outside, will it also be amazing?

Kingsley also has no bottom in his heart.

"Oh! It is worthy of Mr. Kingsley Shackle, who can summon such a condensed Patronus! ”

On the roof of the building, Freyna was amazed.

And in the next second.

"Bang!"

I saw that the lynx patronus came to the monster with ferocity, and pounced on it without hesitation. Instantly, the monster was knocked backwards and flew more than ten feet away, and then fell back to the ground from its unstable suspension state.

However, the hard fall didn't hurt it much. By the time the Lynx Patronus swooped down on it, it had already scrambled to its feet.

"Bang!"

Seeing that the abominable Patronus pursued again mercilessly, the monster raised its hand and waved its waist.

This time, it was the lynx Patronus who was smashed out by the heavy slap.

But fortunately, the Patronus is different from that monster in the end, a pure energy body like this is not really injured or killed.

As soon as it was slapped away, it quickly turned around and fearlessly entangled with the other party.

……

"That's ...... What's wrong? What is that monster doing? ”

If you look at it from a wizard's point of view, Kingsley's Patronus and the monster are fighting together, and the silver and gray and black are frequently intertwined, which is thrilling and exciting.

But if you look at it from the eyes of little Victor on the roof of this building, the scene seems to be a translucent monster dancing on the spot, which will not only make people look a little inexplicable, but even make people laugh.

Because, a magical product shaped by the spirit of wizards and condensed by pure magic like the Patronus is the most difficult type of wizarding "specialty" for Muggles to see.

"Oh...... It was a Patronus summoned by Mr. Shackle fighting the monster, but you couldn't see it. Frena, who was next to her, kindly explained.

However, the answer to a question usually leads to more surprises and questions.

"'Summoning a Patronus'?" Little Victor rubbed his still dizzy head and exclaimed in surprise, "You wizards can really summon something else?" Also, what is that Patronus? Is it a dragon? Or an angel? ”

"No, no, that's not really a 'calling', but a manifestation of a spiritual will......"

Frena tries to explain the reasoning, but when she thinks about it subconsciously, she soon realizes that it is difficult for even herself to explain the reasoning.

Obviously, it was very difficult to explain the principles of magic to a Muggle who knew little or nothing about magic. Only when a wizard has truly grasped the nature of magic can he explain the esoteric theories in an easy-to-understand way.

And she, a young secretary who has just entered the British Ministry of Magic as an intern, is much worse.

"Oh! That's when I realized how ......hard it was to be an educator," Freyna pondered for a moment, and couldn't help but sigh, "No wonder Mr. McLean is noncommittal about such a glamorous position as the Minister of Magic...... It turns out that in the wizarding world, a knowledgeable professor is the most indispensable! ”

“…… Hearing you say that, he seems to be really great. Little Victor couldn't help but chimed in.

It's a pity that if Frena knew that Maca had been thinking about resigning, she was afraid that she would end her star-chasing journey on the spot.

Then, when little Victor, who had not received an answer, began to ponder the "Patronus again", Frena, who was beside him, suddenly leaned out in surprise.

And the place where Frena looked, of course, was the square below.

"And voila! Mr. Shackle has awakened his colleagues, and everyone has begun casting the Patronus Charm! ”

As she had said, Kingsley found out that his lynx Patronus could barely entangle the monster, and immediately pulled out a small potions vial hidden on the inside of his robes.

Immediately afterward, he quickly uncorked the bottle and hurried back and forth between the other Aurors and the striker.

He shook the refreshing potion under everyone's noses, and first picked a group of members who had not been shaken down by the previous scream to dispel the discomfort one by one.

Although the monster's howling also implied an impact on the soul, it was a wound that this potion could not resolve, but at least some people could restore their minds.

At the moment, he will definitely not be able to deal with that monster alone.

So, when he woke up several subordinates in a row, the members who were also very experienced immediately drew gourds in the same way, and also summoned their respective guardian spirits.

The Patronus Charm is not something that everyone can learn, especially when it comes to condensing the Patronus.

But they are Aurors after all, and some of them are even strikers who specialize in dealing with dark wizards. Typical Defence Against the Dark Arts spells like these, of course, they are no problem.

Several clouds of silver-white light poured out of the square, followed by patronus spirits of all kinds hurriedly swooping around the monster, joining the silver lynx, which was still struggling alone.

After that, as more and more people awakened by Kingsley, the Patronus began to increase one after another. Seeing that the response worked, Kingsley himself couldn't help but secretly breathe a sigh of relief.

In fact, he knew from the beginning that it must have been Maca's hand—the kind of magic that would mercilessly freeze things in an instant, and he had never seen a second wizard use it.

It's just because of this that he never dared to do it lightly before.

Now, when he saw that the Patronus Charm did work, he was a little relieved...... That said, though, it was obviously not as effective as it was against regular Dementors.

Gradually, the monster was suppressed by the many guardian gods. The only thing that worries Kingsley a little is that no matter how much the Patronus attack, they can't do any real damage to the other side.

No, maybe that's not the "only" thing he's worried about.

"Where's Maca?"

While controlling his Patronus and cooperating with everyone to limit the monster's range of movement, Kingsley was secretly worried.

He had collaborated with Maca many times earlier when dealing with Voldemort, so he was fairly familiar with Maca's habits.

In the case where Maca only threw a spell and didn't show up again, there's a good chance that the guy had already left here and gone somewhere else.

However, what could have caused the young powerhouse who had replaced Dumbledore to become the new pillar of Hogwarts go in such a hurry?

The thought that perhaps while a large group of their men were working together to deal with one monster, something much more terrible was happening in another place, Kingsley's scalp tingled.

His concern wasn't that the monster in front of him couldn't deal with himself, that Maca might be in danger, or even that there might be vicious friction between the Muggle world and the wizarding world.

What he fears is that "Maka has to do everything alone" will become a reality.

This was the case with Dumbledore back then, but the gap between Dumbledore and their group was not obvious enough to be as obvious as Maca, so not many people noticed it.

But now, the intensity of some of the crises in this magical world is really too high...... If Maca fails to hold on one day, his fall must symbolize a great catastrophe.

If this state of affairs does not change, what the future of the wizarding world will be like, but no one really dares to imagine.

Suddenly, Kingsley took a deep breath, only to see him swing his wand forward vigorously, and the silver light on the lynx Patronus suddenly exploded.

But in the next moment, the monster flicked its arm with its backhand, and then saw the silver lynx fly upside down to no avail.

Kingsley's swarthy face tightened even more.