Hogwarts: From Luna's family to god

The students returned to their respective compartments. Although they were still a little frightened, they opened up and talked about the series of events that had just happened.

They talked about all kinds of topics. Some discussed the Ministry of Magic's actions this time. They were so reckless that they let the Dementors check the Hogwarts Express, and almost had an accident.

Some discussed the professor who suddenly appeared. They basically reached a consensus that he was the new Defense Against the Dark Arts professor.

Given the calm performance when the Dementors lost control, the students gradually looked forward to the Defense Against the Dark Arts class this school year.

There were also discussions about Vizet and the three patronuses. The haze brought by the Dementors was gradually dispelled, and the whole Hogwarts Express became lively again.

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"Dear, do you want to buy something to eat?" The sales witch smiled and appeared in the aisle pushing a cart.

Lupin touched his pocket and thought of his suitcase, and couldn't help but smile bitterly.

Despite this, he still walked forward, but when he was about to speak, the sales witch said first: "Ah...long time no see! What do you want?"

Lupin showed a trace of embarrassment, shook his head gently and said: "Madam, I want to ask you for a favor and say something to the students..."

"If you feel uncomfortable and still feel weak, you can eat a piece of chocolate, which can effectively relieve this situation."

"Of course no problem!" The sales witch reached out to the trolley, took out a piece of chocolate frog and stuffed it into Lupin's hand.

"Dear, maybe you are the one who needs chocolate the most now...You look terrible now!"

"Thank you!" Listening to the kind voice of the sales witch, Lupin thanked her repeatedly, his voice choking a little.

He continued to walk in the aisle, intending to wait until his emotions stabilized before returning to the carriage where he was.

When he walked near the door of the train, he saw two people standing there.

...

Colin Creevey held a lot of photos in his hands, and his words were a little apprehensive, "Vizet, is it really okay for me to take photos like this? Do you want to take another look?"

Vizet took the stack of photos, looked at them carefully one by one, and finally nodded and said, "Of course, no problem, have confidence in yourself!"

"Like these few..." He took out a few photos, "I'm actually not very good at this, but I can feel it..."

"Look! These photos are very well taken, with a sense of oppression from the Dementors! And these few photos, you captured the moment when the Patronus drove away the Dementors..."

Colin Creevey tilted his head slightly, looked at the photos held by Vizet, and smiled embarrassedly, "Hehe! I like these photos too..."

"So, have confidence in yourself!" Vizet folded the photos again, "Next, just send them to Mr. Lovegood..."

"When Mr. Lovegood receives these photos, he will screen them again and select the best ones from them... He is very professional in this regard..."

"By the way! Colin, the reward will be delivered to you at that time... If you are worried about losing it, you can exchange it into pounds and send it to your home."

"Reward?" Colin Creevey scratched his head and asked in confusion, "What reward?"

He quickly reacted, looked at the photos in Vizette's hand, and said in a trembling voice: "No... No need!"

"Actually, I was planning to take pictures of those monsters... This is the opportunity you gave me... Otherwise, I'm actually a little scared..."

"No... I'm not scared..." He danced incoherently, "Anyway... I don't need any reward!"

"You can't say that..." Vizette smiled slightly, raised the stack of photos and shook it gently. "These are all the information you provided..."

"They will be published in due time, and it is only natural for the magazine to provide compensation... Don't you agree?"

"Besides, facing so many Dementors requires great courage. These rewards are because of your courage, and you deserve them!"

"Is it because of my courage?" Colin Creevey stared at the stack of photos in a trance, "If that's the case... why don't you help me mail them home? Dad and brother need them..."

"Of course no problem!" Vizet nodded, "Do you have your own owl?"

"Yes!" Colin Creevey nodded quickly, "Dad bought me one!"

"Then send the letter to this address..." Vizet took out a piece of paper from his pocket and wrote down a string of addresses.

He put the address and photos in Colin Creevey's hand, "By the way! You'd better write another message and tell your dad about the reward, so there is no need for additional explanation."

...

Watching Colin Creevey leave excitedly, Lupin sighed with emotion and felt much calmer.

He and Vizet simply looked at each other, nodded to each other, and returned to the carriage where they were staying before.

For some reason, Harry seemed to be particularly sensitive to Dementors. He fainted after just a slight contact with them.

Although Hermione and Ron were taking care of him, he also needed to return to the carriage to take a good look at Harry's condition and make sure that Harry would not encounter any accidents.

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Vizet returned to the carriage and reviewed the series of events that had happened before.

It seemed that he had really killed a Dementor, and the Dementor seemed to have turned into nothingness, leaving only the cloak on his body.

The Dementor disappeared, but the cloak remained... Was it some kind of magical material?

Vizet frowned slightly, put the tip of the wand against his temple, and tried to recall the appearance of the Dementor's cloak...

It was a hooded cloak, wide enough to cover most of the Dementor's body...

The whole cloak was in a tattered state, with various holes of varying sizes...

The cloak itself should not be too heavy, and it fluttered in the wind and rain, and it could feel a bit light...

He combined these contents, pointed the wand at the window, lowered his voice and began to cast a summoning spell, "Come here with the cloak!"

Chapter 144 Dementor Cloak

Vizet put the tip of the wand against the window and cast an invulnerability spell on it.

Under the effect of the invulnerability spell, rain fell along the edge of the window, and the window was clearer than before, and he could see what was happening outside the window clearly.

The Hogwarts Express passed through a lake area, but unfortunately the rain was still heavy. The lake surface that used to reflect the sunlight and sparkle was now only gloomy gray-black.

Not long after, the scenery outside the window became even more bleak, all shrouded in wind and rain, looking hazy and desolate.

Vizet frowned slightly. The Dementor's cloak still did not appear. Perhaps ordinary summoning spells would not work on items left by "non-existent" magical creatures?

Since it was the ancient magic power that killed the Dementor, it is now possible to use the ancient magic power to make a new round of attempts.

"Cloak fly!"

As Vizet chanted the spell, the Obscurus core pumped out the ancient magic power for use in "Ancient Magic: Improved Summoning Spell".

The Hogwarts Express passed through the highlands, and the surrounding scenery was even more primitive and magnificent, but it was all covered by heavy rain, and the mountains and valleys were blurred.

"Here it comes!"

A black spot suddenly appeared outside the window, swaying in the wind and rain, as if being dragged by a force, constantly approaching his direction.

As the black spot got closer and closer, Vizet could finally see clearly that it was indeed the cloak of the Dementor, which looked like a ghost in the wind and rain.

...

The Dementor's cloak flew closer and closer, Vizet stood up and raised the window, and took the cloak in his hand.

Luna took a look at the cloak, opened her mouth curiously, as if asking: "Is this the Dementor's cloak?"

Vizet sat back in his seat, nodded and whispered: "Yes... It feels very strange..."

The Dementor's cloak looks like a piece of gray rag, but it actually doesn't feel like cloth at all. When you touch it, you will feel cold and sticky;

Not only is the touch uncomfortable, the Dementor's cloak seems to evoke emotions. Vizet felt bored for no reason. Looking at the continuous heavy rain outside the window, he always felt gloomy in his heart.

"Weird?" Luna reached out to touch the Dementor's cloak, and her brows immediately twisted together, "It feels bad... It's like an abyss that will swallow up warmth and light..."

"I think so too." Vizet nodded, "Maybe that's why the Dementor has become such a... terrifying existence?"

"Can we clean it?" Luna blinked, "For example, use that..."

"It should be possible." Vizet understood Luna's meaning and nodded gently, "Let's give it a try!"

They raised their wands in unison, drew an "S" shape in the air, and whispered to the Dementor's cloak: "All the dust and dirt will go away!"

Several consecutive "Ancient Magic: Purification Spell" acted on the Dementor's cloak, but it didn't seem to have any effect.

"It doesn't look obvious this way... It should be moved to the edge..." Vizet spread out the Dementor's cloak and just pulled out the edge of one corner.

The two cast the spell again, and also used several consecutive "Ancient Magic: Purification Spell" on the Dementor's cloak;

This time, they finally noticed the change.

Vizet said: "The edge seems to have shrunk a little..."

"Yes!" Luna nodded, pointed to the edge and touched it gently, "The rough edges are different!"

Her tone was a little worried, "Or let me hold it for a while... It must be uncomfortable to hold this thing?"

"It's okay." Vizet smiled slightly, "We will be at Hogwarts soon, I will put it back..."

Before he finished speaking, the Dementor's cloak became transparent, as if it turned into some unspeakable existence, and penetrated directly into his body.

In an instant, he seemed to have returned to the time when he was troubled by Obscurus, and countless negative emotions were born and spread rapidly.

"Vizet?" Luna was a little nervous and quickly held Vizet's hand, "What's wrong with you?"

Although she also noticed the changes in the Dementor's cloak, her attention was focused on Vizet's face.

Vizet's face suddenly turned pale, but it quickly faded and the color slowly returned.

"I'm fine... I made you worry..." Vizet came back to his senses, shook Luna's hand and shook his head, "It seems to have merged into the Obscurus..."