'It actually works? '
Dudley felt incredible. Aren't dementors only afraid of the Patronus Curse?
In fact, strictly speaking, the Patronus Curse cannot kill dementors instantly, it can only continuously weaken their power until they disappear completely.
So Dudley tried the lighting technique of this world - fluorescent flashing again, and not surprisingly, it couldn't have any effect on the dementors.
If fluorescent flashes work then blazing flames should work.
Only the lighting techniques taught by the system can be used.
Dudley tried the lighting technique again, and sure enough it could cause damage to dementors.
The place illuminated by the illumination technique seemed to be burned by fire, and the rotting body turned black. However, real flames could not burn the dementors.
'Magic, so much fun! '
"Then try this again?"
Dudley stretched out a finger again, and golden fireworks burst out from the fingertips. This time it was not the lighting technique, but the ripple qigong.
Just aim at the Dementor and poke it lightly.
This poke didn't matter, the dementor roared again, this time the reaction was stronger than the lighting spell.
When Dudley pulled his finger back, a hole formed directly where he had poked it.
'Huh? '
Dudley poked again, and there was another hole.
Another poke, another hole.
While poking Dudley, he was lost in thought.
This feeling is like facing a vampire wearing a stone ghost mask.
Those vampires are also so afraid of Ripple Qigong.
No, it’s not just the fear of ripple qigong, but the way it is formed is also very similar.
After being absorbed by a vampire's blood, it will turn into a corpse with the same properties as a vampire. To create a new dementor, you need to absorb a person's soul to be created.
One is for the body, the other is for the soul
"Um?"
By the time Dudley reacted and retracted his finger, the Dementor was already lying on the ground from the floating state, dying with only one breath left.
Its body was riddled with holes, with countless more holes.
The tattered cloak that was originally draped on his body was now completely turned into strips of cloth.
'What a pity, there were some other experiments planned. '
Dudley looked at the Dementor with regret.
'Then let's make the last contribution by using waste. '
Dudley stepped on the ground and clasped his hands together, the formation formation under the Dementor gradually changed, and its color also turned blood red.
The essence of a dementor is the soul.
Although it is a filthy soul, it can theoretically be refined.
Then Dudley silently took out half of the pig and threw it into the center of the formation, stacked with the dementors.
It had become a good habit for Dudley to carry pork with him.
After a while, the red light gradually dissipated, and the pork, the tattered strips of cloth on the Dementor's body, and the Dementor's body disappeared, leaving only a Philosopher's Stone lying alone on the ground.
Dudley stepped forward and picked up the Philosopher's Stone.
There were no magic crystals around, presumably the dementors were not like Voldemort's remnant soul.
But a philosopher's stone alone is enough.
Unfortunately, this red color is not the bright red color that was previously made by Voldemort's remnant soul, but a dark red color. Through the light, you can see that the ruby is filled with some impurities.
It is a philosopher's stone of low quality.
The size is also much smaller, less than one-tenth of Voldemort's size.
Where quality fails, quantity makes up for everything.
Counting all of Voldemort's Horcruxes, he only had a few, but Dementors were different. As a native product of Azkaban, they were everywhere in the mountains and plains.
If I have the opportunity to practice Azkaban directly in the future, I will definitely be in for a big surprise.
'Now if you have a chance, you can catch a few more. These are all moving philosopher's stones. '
The dementors flying around outside Hogwarts Castle didn't know that they were being targeted.
After dinner the next day, Ron was about to play an exciting game of wizard cards with Harry when he was stopped by Dudley.
"Ron, do you have time later? I told you, I think we should talk."
"Yes." Ron sighed. It's a blessing, not a curse. It's a curse that cannot be avoided.
Ron lowered his head and followed Dudley until they reached the eighth floor.
A door appeared on the wall. Dudley gently turned the handle and led Ron inside.
"here it is?"
Ron was surprised and said that he had never known that there was such a magical place inside the castle.
"The Room of Requirement."
"Hogwarts always gives us lots of surprises."
Dudley found a stool in the house and sat down. He wanted a room where he could train.
"sit."
Ron sat down with some anxiety.
Even though they had known each other for so long, Ron was still a little frightened to be alone with Dudley.
The aura that Dudley exuded was too strong.
"Ron, would you mind changing to a pet?"
It's over, it's over. Brother D really wants to feed Banban to that fat cat.
The first words Dudley spoke made Ron's heart freeze, and he said in an almost pleading voice.
"Brother DD, can you not eat Banban? It really doesn't taste good."
Dudley:?
"Don't worry, no one will eat your Banban. You may not understand what I mean."
"I mean, have you ever thought about getting a different pet?"
Of course, no one would eat Banban. Those who eat Banban are not human at all.
"Banban is my only partner, my brother, my dearest relative and friend! I can't lose him!"
Although Ron was scared, he still spoke out to defend his pet and held Scabbers tightly in his arms.
Ever since Hermione brought Crookshanks back to the Gryffindor common room, he had always taken Scabbers with him, for fear that he would be picked up and eaten if he was not careful. Ron is undoubtedly qualified as a pet owner.
Banban's condition was not very good, she looked a little depressed, and seemed to be frightened by Crookshanks.
'It's okay, it's okay. Brother D is usually a very reasonable and principled person. '
Ron kept comforting himself.
"You really didn't understand me."
Dudley took out a small cage from his left pocket, and in the middle of the soft cushion lay a sleeping Sniff.
This was not the one Dudley had raised himself, but a Niffler's cub.
"I remember you said that you wanted to raise a Xiu Xiu."
Dudley said softly.
Raising a Niffler was Ron's dream, but their family couldn't afford such an expensive pet. It couldn't be said that they couldn't afford it, but Mrs. Weasley wouldn't spend so many Galleons to buy one for Ron. pet.
The price of a sniff is much higher than the price of a wand.
'Actually, I don't like Banban that much either. '
Looking at the small, soft and cuddly creature in the cage, Niffler Ron almost blurted out.
"If you don't like it, forget it."
Dudley put down the cage with some regret.
Ron's eyes never moved away the moment Xiu Xiu appeared.
(End of chapter)
