Van Lin only felt that his soul was about to be frozen, and the coldness and dead silence of the Dementor kiss was eroding his soul all the time. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Of course, this was not the most miserable, Harry kept making painful noises under the Dementors' mouths, and at some point, Harry also became the target of the Dementors' attacks.

However, no one could save them now, they held out long enough, but no one came here, and the three of them seemed to be forgotten.

"Get out of here!" said Van Lin, as if trying to cast a spell, but the dry lake didn't give him any magic.

The white mist made it rise in front of Van Lin's eyes, which made him lose his vision of his surroundings. The hard resistance finally brought him to the attention of the Dementors, they were about to do something to him, Van Lin could clearly feel the emotions and the like in his body were constantly flowing, the suction was not strong, but it was very constant, he had to fight, he had to find a way to cut off the connection.

"ExpectoPatronum!"

Van Lin shouted, trying to remember the mirror image of the first time he cast the Patronus Charm.

However, under the influence of the Dementors, his memory became less clear, and Fan Lin's heart began to panic.

"ExpectoPatronum!"

Van Lin reluctantly said that he would think hard about his friends, Hermione, Harry, and even Ron.

Suddenly, the image of Hermione in Van Lin's heart was slightly magnified, this was the power that the girl brought to him, but it was very unrealistic, the lake of magic had dried up, and he didn't know what he had to give.

However, this was not the time for him to think about it in peace, and he tried to recite the spell, and the spell that he usually used skillfully became so obscure at the moment.

“Ex...... EXpecto...... Patr...... onum!"

The familiar silver light returned to Fan Lin's face again, which made people feel very warm, but there was a sharp pain in Fan Lin's body, which dried up and cracked, and Fan Lin's spirit seemed to burst open.

The silver light of the Patronus Charm successfully dispelled the Dementors beside him, and Van Lin gritted his teeth, the corners of his mouth were bloody, and he bit his lips open, which seemed to give him some strength.

He used his wand to control his hard-won physical Patronus, his Patronus hovering outside, and he controlled the Patronus to banish the Dementors who were lying on Harry and Sirius.

However, the surrounding fog did not dissipate, and a blue spell mark lit up in the palm of Van Lin's hand, and the ice shell slowly enveloped the three of them.

But it didn't last long, as a gray arm shattered the ice shell he had built.

Van Lin raised his head with some difficulty, his patronus was still rushing outside, but an even more brutal glance appeared in front of him.

His Patronus was so weak that the Patronus who had originally played the role of a hunter was surrounded by five or six Dementors.

They kept trying, and finally, a stronger-looking Dementor stretched out his gray arm, and in a single stroke, completely tore the Patronus of Van Lin apart, and they began to suck the scattered Patronus fragments.

Patronuses are a beautiful combination of human wizards, and these are the food of the Dementors, and the barely condensed Patronus is of little use against so many Dementors.

Van Lin snorted, and the spell fed back to him, and a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth.

The surroundings were foggy, and Van Lin couldn't see them again...... In the distance, he heard the familiar scream...... Calling the gods...... Bodyguard...... He groped his way through the fog for Harry...... Found his arm...... They can't take him...... But a pair of strong, cold, wet hands suddenly grabbed Fan Lin's neck. It forced him to look up...... He could feel its breathing...... It has to deal with Van Lin first...... He could feel its rancid breath...... Voldemort's terrifying face...... The monster of the sky...... and her mother's trembling voice...... She would be the last voice he would ever hear...... Then, the fog was drowning him, and he wanted him to see a silver light, brighter and brighter......

Whose patron saint does that seem to be...... Van Lin silently thought that he was not completely unconscious, and he saw a blue bead of light floating in Sirius's mouth, which seemed to be the crystallization of Sirius's life, his soul.

However, the orb didn't float far, it rose and fell in the air, and the light of the misty Patronus Charm seemed to press the orb back into Sirius's body.

However, this seems a bit reluctant, there are too many Dementors, and even though the Patronus Charm is very powerful, it keeps driving the Dementors out, but these Dementors are always rushing back.

Van Lin struggled to prop up, as if trying to see who had released the Patronus, but the light was too bright. So much so that he couldn't see anything else at all.

It was like a boy, standing on the other side of the lake, his patronus was a stag, and circles of silver light spread out from his patronus.

His Patronus was powerful, and he was able to drive so many Dementors out.

However, his Patronus was not strong enough for him to completely injure the Dementors, and all he could do was keep driving the Dementors outward.

However, this didn't last long, and the Dementors kept inhaling, and they let out a terrifying snort.

Van Lin saw that another person stood up, and that person raised his hand was a patron charm, and the misty white light merged into the stag, which seemed to form a kind of war of attrition, to see who could not hold on first.

However, although the Dementors were restrained, there were simply too many of them.

Van Lin was a little desperate, he didn't know who was on the other side of the lake, but it was obviously not enough to help them out of their predicament.

Van Lin looked weakly at the sky, and the Dementors were still rushing inside, and they kept hitting with their bodies.

Suddenly, Van Lin felt that the sky in the distance was a little shiny, as if the moon had reappeared in the sky, and the light was a little distant, and it seemed very unreal.

Then, a faint bell sounded as if from the end of the light.

Van Lin's heart seemed to skip a beat, and the bell reached the bottom of his heart, as if it were vibrating on the side of his soul.

Before Van Lin could take a second look, he fainted after the bell, his body was so warm that it seemed as if someone had pounced on him.