It's getting darker outside, and the speed is getting slower.

The violent wind roared uncontrollably, and heavy raindrops frantically hit the train.

The lights in the hallway had gone out, and looking out of the window, all you could see was endless darkness.

"Are we there?" Ron asked, retracting his head from the window.

"We can't get there that fast." Hermione looked at her watch and spoke.

Before she could finish her sentence, the train stopped completely.

As the train jolted heavily, all the lights of the entire train went out.

Glitter put away his notes and pulled out his wand, he knew that it must be the Dementors coming, but he didn't know which direction this guy who was said to be able to only be repelled with the Divine Guardian would come from.

From time to time, there is a sound of something falling to the ground, and it seems that someone's luggage has fallen from the luggage rack.

Ginny came to Ron in the dark, and it seemed that the sudden darkness had frightened the little girl, and even when she saw Harry, she could not turn the paleness off her face.

I don't know if this little girl remembers the events of last semester, but she's now cowering in Ron's arms anyway.

At this time, only her brother can bring her a sense of security.

In order to make it easier for Ron to take care of Ginny, Harry also switched places with Ron so that he could lean against the window.

When there was a rustle of something rubbing against the carriage outside the carriage, Glitter knew that the Dementors had arrived.

"Harry, don't move, don't open the door."

The devil knew how eager Gretel's voice was, and Harry, overloaded with curiosity, pulled the door open before he could finish it.

Illuminated by the glowing spell, Harry saw a man tall enough to reach the ceiling, draped in a shabby coat with a hood.

The hand that emerged from under the coat was glowing, but the light looked extraordinarily pale, and the outstretched arm was covered with scars, which looked extremely gray, as if it had been soaked in water, which made people feel extremely uncomfortable.

Hermione and Ginny saw the monster as well, and the screams echoed throughout the carriage.

Ron froze, but his hand gripped Ginny tightly, and he did his best to carry Ginny into his arms, as if it would protect her.

Harry looked at the monster with his entire face covered by a hood and regretted not listening to Gretel.

The inside of the hat, I don't know what it was, was long, slowly panting, as if to suck in something, but it certainly wouldn't be the air around it.

A strong chill enveloped the carriage, and it entered through his skin, to his chest, and then to his heart, and Harry felt a little difficult to breathe, and he felt as if he was going to die.

His vision blurred, and a sharp pain like a pinprick hit the scar on his forehead.

He had a headache that seemed to crack, he struggled in the cold, his ears rustled like water, he seemed to be dragged down, and he roared louder.

He wanted to struggle, he could hear screams in the distance, screams coming from far, far away, he wanted to help, but he couldn't lift it up.

Glitter noticed that Harry seemed to be sucked out of his body as the Dementors sucked, and his skin gradually became as grey as the Dementors.

Just when Harry felt like he was about to fall into the abyss, Gretel struck, stood up, pulled Harry back, and he himself stood in Harry's place.

For some reason, the panel seemed excited when he saw the Dementor, flickering in his field of vision.

In this carriage, except for him, everyone had some difficulty breathing, and everyone had fear on their faces, and that fear was indescribable.

It's a bit like the ugly rat spots facing Crook Hill.

I don't know if it's because the panel isolates the influence of the Dementors, but Glitter just thinks that the smell of the Dementors stinks, with a rotten smell of decay.

He also didn't know what the panel wanted him to do, swallow it?

That's definitely not going to work, this kind of thing can only be tried when no one is around, and he definitely won't do it, if he wants to do it, he can do it himself.

He couldn't get off that hand, and he couldn't get off that mouth.

Glitter stood there in a daze, but to the rest of the carriage, it was Grett who had given up his life and death to replace Harry.

Harry fell to the ground, gasping for air, his eyes filled with the same shock as the others.

Even without facial features, Glitter could still sense that the Dementors seemed to be confused.

Glitter knew what it was wondering about, and it was clear that Ta could feel happiness in herself, but she couldn't absorb it at all.

Just as it moved, Crookshan, which had been nestling in Hermione's arms, crouched down as if it had been touched, and let out a threatening roar.

The Dementor slowly approached Gretel, the strong rancid smell rushing to Gretel's nose.

Hermione seemed to wake up at this point, "Gretel, get out of the way, you haven't lost to me yet!" ”

The devil knows where Hermione got her courage, and the others couldn't even breathe under the pressure of the Dementors.

Seeing that Hermione was about to rush up and knock Greet away, Gretel finally came to his senses.

"Calling God Guard~"

If he didn't do it, the stupid beaver would have shoved himself into the Dementor's mouth.

A gentle and dazzling silver light poured out from the tip of Gretel's wand, gradually transforming into the image of a rabbit.

It's just that this rabbit, which looks a little fierce, stands like a human, and even holds a glowing object shaped like a brick in its hand.

The Patronus Charm is a weapon to banish Dementors, and the moment the silver light pours out, the Dementors have to stay away from Gretel's side.

The coldness in the room was banished, and from the Dementors, Glitter felt the reluctance and anger of being expelled by the Patronus Charm.

Seeing that it was about to retreat, Gretel's Patronus seemed to be stimulated by its gaze and rushed towards the Dementor.

Gretel slapped his head, and he knew it was going to be like this.

When Godot practiced the Patronus Charm, Estragon's Patronus was beaten by it in the same way.

The Dementor never imagined that it would one day be chased and beaten by a Patronus.

It was obviously far away, but the Patronus still didn't let it go, and in its opinion, all this was the work of the little wizard Gretel.

The world knows that the patron saint of a wizard is controlled by his master.

Its eyes were full of grievance and resentment, but Gretel's patronus showed no signs of letting it go.

The brick in his hand was a fat blow to its head, like a roar resounding in the depths of the soul, making everyone frown.

The terrible cry is like a demon crawling out of hell, cursing endlessly in people's ears.

But I really didn't feel any sound in my ears.

Gretel's Patronus seemed to have an inexhaustible amount of energy, and the seemingly light bricks in his hands seemed to weigh as much as a thousand pounds on the Dementors.

The twelve-foot-tall body had been photographed by the Patronus against the floor, and even then, the Patronus had no intention of letting it go.

Seeing that the Dementor had no strength to resist, the Patronus threw the bricks in his hand to his side, scattering into a sky of silver light.

Everyone thought it was over, and they lay on the ground and wailed silently, but the Dementors whose screams resounded in everyone's souls also felt that the beating was over.

The Patronus stepped out of its hood, reached inside, fumbled for a long time, and pulled out a gray, wandering ribbon-like shadow.

As the shadows detached, the Dementors, who had just struggled and twitched, froze in place, and Grett felt the appetite coming from the Patronus.

Appetite?

What the hell, a patronus still has an appetite to speak of.

What happened next shattered the three views of everyone present, and like a noodle, the Patronus swallowed the shadow in its belly, and then dissipated into a sky of silver light, burrowing back into his wand.

Luckily, everyone was frightened by the Dementors and locked the doors in the carriages.

Gretel was the only one who saw this, and with the return of the Patronus, Glitter felt a sense of satisfaction from the bottom of his heart.

A warm, gentle wave gradually soaked Gretel's entire body, and then Gretel's eyelids grew heavier.

Until it was dark in front of him, the whole person was frozen on the ground.

When Hermione and Harry rushed out, the corpses of the Dementors on the ground in the distance seemed to have been disintegrated, dissipating into a cloud of flying ash, and a gust of wind blew from nowhere, and there was no trace of the Dementors on the entire train.

——

When Gretel woke up, it was already early in the morning of September 2nd.

Once again, he missed the sorting ceremony, and after three years of enrollment, he never attended the opening ceremony except for not missing his own sorting ceremony.

"Next year, I won't miss the sorting ceremony again."

Gretel lay on the hospital bed, staring at the white ceiling in distraction.

Speaking of which, he was more of a savior than Harry, at least in terms of the number of hospitalizations.

Obviously, he just wanted to graduate peacefully and become the richest man in the world, the richest man in the Muggle and wizarding worlds together.

But things always go in strange directions, so much so that to this day, he even bears the burden of letting wizards live in the sun as equals.

However, this hospitalization does not seem to be due to injury, it is not so much that he fainted, but that he was unable to make up for it.

I don't know what the Patronus brought back was, but he could feel it as if it had been moisturizing his body anyway.

Now he can feel the tiny dust in the air, he can feel the joy of the growth of everything outside the window, and even he can vaguely feel the tiny presence in the air.

That presence was constantly shuttling around him, and he was faintly aware that this presence was inextricably linked to the magic of wizards.

He didn't want to move at all now, he just wanted to lie down so quietly and feel this rare quiet, he hadn't been so relaxed for a long time.

He didn't know how long he had been lying there, until Madam Pomfrey's surprised eyes appeared in front of him.

"Mr. Gretel, you're awake, you're really great this time."

Madam Pomfrey was busy checking for a long time, and finally determined that Glitter had no secret injuries.

Then he sat up with him, and Gretel always felt that his whole body was soft, as if he had overtrained.

Gretel didn't expect that the first person to arrive at the infirmary would be Snape, but it was clear that he wasn't here to offer condolences.

Gretel had never seen the usually calm Snape so angry, and unlike the anger in class, his anger was about to erupt from the Heavenly Spirit Cover.

"Is your brain broken? It's a Dementor, and it knows how to spell a Patronus, so why not cast a spell at the first moment?

Do you think you're heroic? Feeding the tiger, the heroic Mr. Gretel? ”

His tone was eager, so eager that he didn't even call Gretel a troll.

What can Glitter do, he can't expose the existence of the panel to anyone, it is the panel that gives him confidence.

The flickering panels at the time were as eager as Snape was at this time.

Gretel came to his senses now, with the same eagerness as the Patronus.

It also wants to eat the Dementors, just like Tom Riddle's remnant in the first place, giving Gretel an entry in return.

I don't know why, but he feels that since he woke up, his mind has always diverged inattention.

Because he thought of the panel, he began to be in a daze again at this time, like an electrical signal in his brain, running a marathon with no end.

He could see Snape anxiously calling out to Pomfrey, and he could see him pull out a pile of jars and jars from his pocket, which were all kinds of potions that the Cult made every day.

But he just didn't react, as if he was disconnected, and his brain kept running a marathon.

Mechanical mouth opening, swallowing, euphoria, awakening agent......

If Pomfrey hadn't stopped him, Snape would have even wanted to fill Grett with a bottle of Elixir.

——

"Professor, don't worry, I'm fine."

Gretel's brain finally rewires and takes control of his body.

"Who's in a hurry, I'm just worried that there will be too many doses of medicine in the future, and one person won't be able to match it."

Gretel's words stabbed a hornet's nest, and Snape spat out a series of negations from his mouth.

Still, he Gretel noticed the worry in his eyes.

It wasn't until Madam Pomfrey assured Greet that there were no dark wounds on Gretel's body, but that he was sluggish when he hurt his heart, that Snape hesitated to leave.

However, as Madam Pomfrey said, Glitter did not feel the wound.

He felt more like he was overfed and needed to digest, which was why he seemed so sluggish.

After lunch, many of the people who cared about Gretel rushed to the infirmary, even though Madam Pomfrey refused on the grounds that she was distracted and that it was not appropriate to see too many people.

The people who still couldn't stop the tide were coming, and in the end they had no choice but to agree to send a few representatives to visit Glitter for a limited time of five minutes.

There weren't many people coming in, two from each college.

Ravenclaw came, of course, Penelope, and Gretel's roommate Terry.

Gryffindor came with Harry and Hermione.

However, Miss Squirrel obviously doesn't deal with Penelope very well, and when they enter the door, the two of them even fight with their eyes at the door for a priority.

Hufflepuff was Mr. Cedric and Hannah, the barkeeper.

Everyone had a lot of gifts in their hands, and they were piled up on the bed next to Gretel.

The expressions of several people were also different, Harry's eyes were moved, and Hermione's eyes were adoring.

Cedric and Hannah were full of praise, and Terry's eyes were full of praise for you.

Only Penelope, his eyes full of reproach and worry.

But everyone was silent, not knowing who would start the first sentence.

It wasn't until Cedric stood up that he opened up the conversation.

"How do you feel now, is there anything you want to eat, by the way, Professor Sprout said, when you are well, she will invite you to eat a newly transplanted sand fruit, which is a rare species that she has been looking for for a long time in the desert area."

Harry leaned in, sniffing in before Glitter stopped him.

"Don't shed tears, I'm not dead yet."

As soon as this sentence came out, the solemn atmosphere was instantly broken, and Penelope slapped him angrily.

"Gretel, you're my best friend for life, my best friend."

Gretel's eyes almost widened.

Well, it's impossible to get along with Ron in this life.

Before they could say a few words, they were kicked out by Madam Pomfrey.

She brought in more gifts, "There are still a lot of people who haven't come, Mr. Gretel, you're completely famous this time." ”

It wasn't until it was getting late that the endless flow of people gradually slowed down.

The stacked gifts on the bed next to me were almost overwhelmed.

As Cedric said, "Who wouldn't want a friend who would step up when they were in trouble?" ”

In the evening, Penelope came again, bringing with him Professor Flitwick's words.

"The professors are researching, and you deserve this reward for putting you in the history of Hogwarts."

God knows, he just wanted to protect Harry, who had lost Lupin's protection due to the butterfly effect.

This is also to ensure that they can form a three-legged alliance with the Order of the Phoenix and the Death Eaters in the future.

It wasn't without its benefits, at least when Dumbledore came to visit, and Gretel felt that he was much less guarded.

——

By the time he was fully healthy and no longer in a daze, two weeks had passed.

On the day of recovery, Gretel, who got out of bed, found that he seemed to have gained a lot of weight.

No way, who let Gretel really be in the limelight this time, many people think of ways to bring him food to the infirmary every day.

All sorts of strange things from all over the world.

Many of them were sent by classmates to their families, just because of Gretel's move to protect Harry this time.

The Glitter Communications Store has cleared another wave of warehousing.

Although Madam Pomfrey's infirmary did not smell bad disinfectant, she could only look out through the small window every day, which almost made Gretel's bones rust.

In order to avoid attracting the attention of others, Gretel put a hood on himself when he left here.

Fortunately, many people had heard and seen Gretel, but they were not familiar with him, which made Gretel return to the tower without alerting anyone.

"Gretel, you don't smell the same." Luna was the first to discover Gretel.

Or rather, the moment Glitter enters the common room, he catches Luna's attention.

Flavor?

Glitter was stunned for a moment, sniffing himself uncertainly.

No, even in the infirmary, he promised to clean himself every day, how could it smell.

"I'm not talking about this kind of smell, it's a feeling, the taste was not so fresh before, and now it smells, you are like a flower and a tree in nature."

Luna's eyebrows were almost huddled, and Glitter had never seen her so happy as she was today.

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Magic TV Today

Moderator: It is reported that recently, in front of the building of the Alliance for the Unification of All Mankind, a man pulled up a banner to accuse the Supreme Wizard Mike Gretel, and we have asked the reporter from the front to bring us a live report.

Reporter: Hello host, I am our reporter XX, we learned that the man is red-haired, about 40 years old, from the old British region, he wants to accuse the Supreme Wizard of a conspiracy to rob his best friend of friendship when he was young, and now I have asked the photographer to turn the camera to the banner for us.

Banner: Mike Gretel, you have the ability to be in the building, you have the ability to come out, you tell me, I am Harry's best friend~

Because the supreme wizard is kind, the man has been taken home by his friends and is not subject to administrative punishment.

Moderator: Okay, let's thank the reporters in front of us for the live situation, and the moderator would like to remind you that although the right to reputation is small, the infringement is big.

Audience friends, don't learn this wrong behavior, and at the end of the show, let's praise the kindness of the Supreme Wizard.

See you next time.

(End of chapter)