Presumably because there was no such thing in the world that could destroy Dementors before Gretel's appearance, there was almost no such thing as vigilance.

The Patronus Charm of the wizards only disgusted and kept the Dementors away, and did not do them any real damage.

The smell of happiness emanating from Gretel's body, as soon as it drifted away, caught the attention of a Dementor.

But it was clear that it had no intention of greeting its fellow companions, and that happiness was the most precious and desirable thing on this island.

Traditionally, only those who have been judged by the wizards to be the most heinous of sins will be thrown into the harshest prison of Azkaban.

The last time the Dementors opened meat on a large scale was because Voldemort lost ground and threw in a large number of Death Eaters.

After so many years, the torture has been tortured thoroughly, and even those who have not been driven crazy have little happiness left from them.

The Dementors who followed the smell don't know how long it had been since they had felt such a good feeling.

The closest position to a prisoner in the prison is reserved for the most powerful Dementors, and like it, it can only blow the sea breeze on the periphery and do something that is better than nothing.

So Gretel only slightly seduced and hooked it out of the patrol.

The closer you get to the big rock where Glitter is hiding, the more delicious the Dementor becomes.

The beauty that emanates from the depths of the soul activates its almost corroded brain.

It's just that when I walked around the boulder and saw Gretel, its non-existent facial features revealed a touch of horror.

The rabbit with the bricks was a savage monster at all, and he pounced on him without saying anything.

It's not the first time she's seen her Patronus, and Gretel has now given up struggling.

Last semester, after he recovered, he sought the help of Professor Flitwick in an attempt to figure out the oddities of his Patronus.

However, I don't know if it's because the patron saint hasn't finished digesting it, no matter how much he uses the god to protect him, he can still only summon a cloud of silver light, and he can't form the appearance of the patron saint at all.

Looking at his distressed appearance, Flitwick thought that he was worried that the Patronus could not become a physical entity, and specially comforted him by saying that it was too great for a wizard of his age to be able to successfully use the Patronus Charm.

As long as you practice a lot, you will be able to see your patron saint with your own eyes one day.

What could Glitter do, he couldn't tell the professor that he had watched the Patronus eat the Dementors.

Unable to get an answer from the professor, Glitter turned his attention to literature, and one of the smartest things about human beings is that they can carry their wisdom on record.

That's why Glitter loves collecting notes from different people.

Compared with the general knowledge published in books, the notes that record the inspiration of the master are more like a treasure that cannot be ignored.

However, even if he was about to dig through all the documents he could find, he did not solve his doubts.

There has never been a single event of his kind in the ancient history of Runiwen.

Fortunately, his patronus is not disobedient, but more agile than other wizards.

Especially before the end of the term, when he re-summoned his patronus, the agility became more and more obvious.

The hairs formed by the silver light also became distinct, and if it weren't for the Patronus not making unnecessary moves, Grett suspected that he was a real natural creation.

During that time, he once thought that his Patronus had become normal, like an arm, as long as it was his command, a thought, the Patronus would make the action in his heart.

Calling the Patronus out of the Patronus spell again today, Glitter knew that all this was nothing more than wishful thinking on his part.

Seeing that the Dementor was hammered down by it again, and the familiar gray ribbon was pulled out again, the Dementor who had been struggling finally stopped moving.

In this world, another immortal dementor saw the god of death in a state of resignation.

"Don't swallow it," Seeing that the rabbit god was about to eat noodles again, Glitter hurriedly stopped him, who knows if he would faint if he swallowed it this time.

In case it's a void that can't be replenished, the Dementors don't mind picking up a takeaway from the sky.

However, Glitter felt that he was overly conscious, because even if he fainted, the Dementors would not be able to cross the panel and suck Gretel's soul.

Ever since approaching Azkaban, the panel, which had been habitually silent, flickered in Gretel's field of vision, as if it had gone mad.

Quite impatient.

The ghost knew what his Patronus was, and after hearing Gretel's voice, he turned back to Gretel.

After a few simple rubs, he shoved the unknown gray ribbon into his mouth, but judging from the bulging cheeks, he should have only swallowed it, not swallowed it.

Today's mine, Gretel is planning to hug a big wave, and he knows how cautious the Ministry of Magic is about this group of immortal and immortal guys.

Miss this opportunity today, and the next time you will have to wait for Voldemort to return, and the Dementors will have a chance to leave Azkaban on their own initiative.

Fortunately, this group of Dementors has been wandering for centuries and no longer knows what danger is.

By the time they found out that a small group of members were missing from the island, Glitter had left Azkaban and was on his way home.

Before he could target the Dementors, and by the time he left the island, the Patronus had devoured a total of seven Dementors.

The panel also seemed to have indigestion, and finally stopped flickering, and although there was no strike, it was somewhat sluggish in response.

The Patronus obeyed Gretel's orders and did not swallow the ribbon in his mouth until he returned to his homeland.

So a figure appeared in the sky above the North Sea and fled frantically with fire-burning crossbow arrows.

Not far from the figure, there was a cloud of silver light inlaid with a gray-black core floating in the air, constantly sprinkling a little silver light.

The moment he landed on the ground and put away the magic broomstick, the Patronus condensed into a figure and swallowed the three gray lights in his mouth smoothly.

Glitter only had time to pull out his phone and send Seni a location, and fell into a coma again.

——

Fortunately, because the two of them had communicated through oral messages before, Glitter had been in a coma for only three or five minutes, and Senidirgo found him with an anxious face.

This time the movement was much bigger than the reaction on the train at the beginning of the school year, and Gretel's body was glowing with misty silver light from the inside out, and from the bones to the internal organs, the whole person became transparent.

With such a big reaction, it was difficult for Seni to take him to the second floor of the communication store according to the previous arrangement, so he simply found a deserted village nearby and hid Glitter in an abandoned barn of a farmer.

If it weren't for Gretel's confession to Saini, Saini would have been tempted to ask his grandfather for help.

Because of Gretel's condition, it looks too weird.

When he first rescued Gretel, although the person had become transparent, he could still distinguish between bones and internal organs.

But in the middle of the night, the wind turned around, and Saini's whole heart couldn't help but panic.

Gretel, who was lying on the straw, didn't know when it was completely transparent, only the silver light that swam around his body from time to time, barely maintaining his human form.

Saini even felt that even pulling a few of the ghosts of Hogwarts over would be more energetic than Gretel's current state.

Fortunately, with the passage of time, Glitter gradually became normal, and his bones, internal organs and muscles became solidified little by little.

It wasn't until the few microstars in the sky were gradually covered by the light that Glitter woke up from his coma.

The moment he opened his eyes, Seni seemed to see a sword-like silver light shooting straight out of Gretel's eyes.

"Senny, what time is it?"

Gretel's voice brought back his senses, and Senny, who was still nervous just now, instantly calmed down.

"In just over an hour it will be completely dawn, and I hear quite a few Muggles already getting ready to get up."

"Muggles?" Gretel was a little confused.

With Saini's introduction, Gretel realized that this time the movement turned out to be so big.

He was about to stand up and beckon Seni to leave, when he saw Seni frozen in place again.

？

What's going on? Gretel was a little strange, he remembered the last time he woke up, only his own brain would be disconnected from time to time.

Could it be that this time the movement was too big, and even the people around him were disconnected?

Glitter felt his body, no, he was fine now, his brain only felt cool and comfortable from the inside out.

It wasn't until Glitter got close that Seni came back to his senses, "Chief, your eyes have changed color. ”

Eye?

With a casual lift, a straw floated into his hand, and with a movement of his mind, the straw became a carved silver mirror.

Silver pupils? The light brown pupils turned into silver pupils, and the gray-black patterns around the pupils also turned into shiny silver, which looked quite mysterious.

He didn't realize how much of a spiritual shock his actions had caused to the traditional wizard in front of him.

Wandless casting, no, it should be said that it was a thought casting, he didn't even think about the spell and the configuration, he just thought in his head that he needed a mirror.

The body naturally behaved like this, as if it were an innate instinct.

Immediately after that, Glitter also noticed his condition, and he cleaned it up by trying the usual water like a spring, and all the spells did not need to be chanted, or even thought about by him.

As long as the mind moves, he can directly achieve the effect he wants.

As if realizing something, he closed his eyes and slowly calmed his brain, and when he opened his eyes again, his silver pupils shimmered.

The horizon he had experienced opened up in front of his eyes, and unlike the last time he observed while lying on the hospital bed, this time the horizon was like a lens, and every wisp of it was extraordinarily clear.

Even the mysterious existence that he had not observed last time had been unveiled in front of his eyes this time.

As he had guessed, this presence was inextricably linked to the magic of wizards.

Right in front of Gretel's eyes, Seni's body was pounced on his body one by one.

Looking at himself, the dense points of light almost condensed into a waterfall, frantically washing his body.

In this state, Glitter always has the feeling that everything is moving with his fingertips.

Even though he knew that it might all be his delusion, he stuck out his finger and tried a spell he had considered.

Fingers swept across the void, and countless silver dots of light rushed from his body, from the natural world, madly.

In this closed barn, a strong wind was formed that was difficult to ignore.

As the fingers fell, a light appeared in front of the two of them, and the space was like a curtain, which was torn open little by little, and gradually became a door.

Saini was shocked to find that on the other side of the door, on the second floor of the communications store, the notes on the desk were still the same as those he had left when he left.

"Let's go."

Gretel's voice was a little dry, with a hint of running out of oil.

Before he had time to think, Seni was pulled by Gretel.

Seni had just taken a look at his surroundings, but he hadn't had time to confirm if this was really the second floor of the communications store.

Boom~

Gretel, who had only woken up for a few minutes, collapsed again.

"Reckless."

Gretel only had time to think three words in his head, and he was planted on the ground at once.

Saini was still shocked by Gretel's prowess, and he didn't even notice that his leader was nearly running out of oil.

It wasn't until the sound of the bang reached his ears that Seni saw the leader on the ground.

Luckily, Gretel's complexion was pale, but he was breathing well, and his face was flushing at a rate visible to the naked eye over time.

Saini was not reassured and called a familiar doctor.

Fortunately, there is nothing abnormal in Gretel's body now, otherwise this doctor would have been tied up by him and sent to Godot Town for house arrest after the examination.

With the doctor's diagnosis, Seni was relieved, and as he thought, Gretel was just out of strength and would have to rest for a few days.

However, contrary to the doctor's guess, his little leader was not exhausted by the development of new inventions.

That kind of power, even when he thinks about it now, Seni finds it unbelievable.

He believed that not even Dumbledore, or anyone who could not speak out, would be able to do such a thing as the head of their family.

It wasn't a power that humans could have, and in his opinion, it was a miracle.

Rarely, Seni's eyes were full of fanaticism.

He believed that under the leadership of such a leader, their career would never be like Grindelwald, which set off a storm and collapsed.

Gretel woke up much earlier than Seni had expected, not even twenty-four hours.

After waking up, Gretel apologized to Saini in embarrassment.

He was so big that if it weren't for the crazy burning of [Homologous], he and Seni would have been swallowed whole by that formless spell.

His current strength was not enough to support him to use this spell to make a spatial leap.

At that time, he just had a feeling that he could do it, and he did, but if it weren't for the fact that [Homologous] helped him transform his magic power.

Once the unformed space door explodes, it will definitely wipe out him and Seni in the ashes.

"But chief, you succeeded, didn't you?"

Senny's face was not afraid, but adoring.

Glitter looked away embarrassedly, he had always been calm, he never took risks, and the first time he took the risk, he almost dragged his most trusted left and right hand.

"So Chief, is this the latest spell you've created?" Seni was a little curious.

Glitter shook his head, then nodded hesitantly, "No, it was originally an idea, but now it is, but this spell definitely can't be used alone."

My magic power is no less than that of any adult wizard, and I don't even think anyone has more magic than mine, except for a few monsters.

But even so, I barely survived by burning my life force, and the distance between the two is not as good as the phantom shift.

So I'm going to apply it to alchemy items, but I don't know when the finished product will be made. ”

Saini hesitated and asked his own question, "So, Chief, what kind of strength have you reached now?" ”

Glitter didn't say much, just smiled mysteriously and spit out a few words, "Probably not to the extent that Dumbledore will be killed." ”

Of course, Saini knew that their organization had to face the Ministries of Magic of various countries, but they were not the biggest obstacle.

The biggest obstacle should be represented by Dumbledore, who is obsessed with the Wizengamot Council in a remote corner.

In the past, they knew that Glitter was strong, but they always had a Dumbledore on their heads.

This made them somewhat lacking confidence, and now for the first time they learned his true strength from Gretel's mouth.

This was a bit of a relief for Senny, at least, he didn't have to worry about the day when his leader would be exposed and put in Azkaban with one hand.

Just like Grindelwald back then.

In Saini's opinion, the entire organization can be sacrificed by anyone, but Gretel, the leader, must not have any accidents.

Without any of them, other replacements can be found, but Gretel, who is the core, cannot be without him at any time, without him, the organization will fall apart sooner or later, or be replaced.

——

After waiting for three days, without waiting for a letter from the Ministry of Magic, Glitter finally relented.

It seems that the spell casting in that state is as instinctive as the magic riot that the little wizard can't control.

This instinct is not accountable to the Ministry of Magic.

In other words, he, Gretel, even if he is not an adult, is still free from the threat of the trace from today.

However, until the Hogwarts Express departed again, he didn't wait for the panel to spit out his payment.

The Patronus was the same, shrinking in the silver light of the Patronus Charm, and his face did not leak, but instead sent a message to Gretel.

After scolding the two conscienceless ones, Gretel embarked on the journey back to school.

However, something has happened in the past few days.

Harry received a gift from Sirius, a firebolt, a letter of consent, and a cell phone from Gretel's communications store.

Harry didn't have a cell phone before, and even if he did, he didn't know who to contact.

Ron was from a family, and Hermione's parents were Muggles.

Needless to say, the saving grace is hard to repay, and Harry's trust in Gretel has reached a kind of peak.

Even if Sirius explained in his letters, he couldn't reveal his existence.

Harry called Glitter anyway.

"Gretel, I'm a little confused!"

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PS：

Well, at present, Glitter has completed the accumulation of initial settlement.

The next step is to find an excuse and embark on the right path to break the law of secrecy.

I hope that my book friends and bigwigs can continue to pay attention and compare hearts to hearts~

PS2: I still owe more from tomorrow, I owe two more 4000 before, and I said I wanted to pay back 6000, which has been delayed for so long, so I will pay back 10000, starting tomorrow, in addition to the 5000+ guaranteed every day, and then 5000+, and strive to pay it back in two days

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