Harry Potter: Dark Alchemy Chapter 272: Guardian Curse·Next

　　 Wright did not spend much time thinking about how Dumbledore resolved the conflict between the magical creature's magical power and his own magical power.

　　 After all, he is Albus Dumbledore, a living legend.

　　 After finishing his thoughts a bit, Wright began to prepare for his first practice of the patron saint.

　　 Unlike Animagus, the practice process of the Patronus Mantra is relatively simple. You can practice it alone, and you don’t need any additional potions or props as assistance.

　　Some wizards may choose to use some dark-attributed magical creatures or props to help him/her learn the patron saint curse, but firstly, Wright doesn’t have those things on his hands yet, and secondly, where these things exist, Either it was in Knockoff Alley, or it was the settlement of some other dark wizards, whether it was the former or the latter, Wright did not want to go.

　　 But if conditions permit, Wright feels that he can go to Azkaban first to meet the Dementor; then find a Bogut and use a powerful obfuscation curse to make himself mistaken for his most feared image It's a dementor; then use this to practice the patron saint spell.

　　In my memory, Lupin taught Harry this way, but at that time it was the dementors that Harry was really afraid of, and Wright didn’t know exactly what he was afraid of, or who it was. .

　　 shook his head slightly, Wright threw some insignificant thoughts out of his mind, and began to practice the Patronus Mantra.

　　 The casting of the patron saint curse requires a very strong positive emotional power, such as hope, happiness, the desire to live, etc.

　　 and the process of practice is relatively simple. After the experience summed up by the predecessors, the caster needs to concentrate all his thoughts and spirits on a particularly pleasant moment, and then chant the spell "Call God to protect", roughly It's okay.

　　 Where Wright didn’t notice, Harry quietly walked out from behind the bookshelf in the room, and Velita’s little head appeared from the window on the third floor, with a black dog’s head lying next to her. It was Lu Wei with his tongue out.

　　A particularly pleasant moment.

　　Wright recalled a moment when he had been happy, and whispered: "Call God to protect you."

　　 Shadow energy did not cause any negative effects.

　　Wright felt a slight force rise from the tip of the wand, he opened his eyes, and a pinch of silver smoke rose from the tip of the wand.

　　 He shook his head silently. Obviously, when he received the Hogwarts admission letter, the memory was not as pleasant as he imagined, but there was a natural feeling.

　　 There was a faint laughter from the top of his head, and Wright raised his head and looked up, only to see a few strands of blond hair floating by, and a silly dog ​​head.

　　 Wayway saw Wright look up at it, he couldn't help but yelled happily, but he was immediately dragged in by Velita in the room.

　　 Not paying attention to Velita's laughter and Lu Wei's barking, Wright began to think about other pleasant or comfortable memories.

　　He took out his wand again, and chanted the mantra of the patron saint for the second time: "Call the gods to guard."

　　 However, the silver smoke that came out the second time was thinner than the first time. The joy of fighting crime in Edinburgh was even less than the joy of receiving the admission letter.

　　 Sure enough, the happiness that money can bring is short-lived! Wright suddenly thought of this somewhat anachronistic sentence.

　　 The third attempt was still unsuccessful, and the magical memories of Diagon Alley did not show its magic.

　　 The fourth time is also a thin silver mist. Wright regrets to discover that Ladis Boothby’s Moon Dream series flying broomsticks have only assumed the old Boothby’s own dreams.

　　 the fifth, sixth, seventh...

　　The whole morning practice almost all ended in failure. Wright almost searched for all the happy memories he could recall, but no one succeeded in displaying the physical form of the patron saint, the best It was just a thick silver-white mist, the kind that didn't even possess the vague shape.

　　 Even the bit by bit with Chang Chu, from elementary school to the trip to France nearly half a month ago, Wright still failed to successfully change his physical patron saint.

　　 For a while, Wright couldn't help but start to doubt his mental state and magic talent.

　　 It is reasonable to say that it is not that difficult to change the physical patron saint. Wright recalled when Harry formed the Dumbledore army. Those students in DA were also able to master the patron saint curse very quickly and summon them. The respective entity patron saint.

　　 Although they were all successfully summoned in the safe and responsive room at that time, Luna, Ernie, and Seamus, in the final battle of Hogwarts, were in front of a large group of souls. The faces of the strange summoned the patron saints of their respective entities: a hare, a boar, and a fox.

　　 Could it be said that just happy memories are not enough? What other strong will is needed?

　　While Wright was wondering how to display the entity's patron saint, a rustling footstep suddenly came from behind him, accompanied by a hustle and whistle.

　　 "Wright, what spell are you practicing now?" Velita took Lu Wei's reflection and appeared in Wright's black eyes, "Didn't you say you are going to learn some guardian spell? How do I feel Are you practicing the Silver Mist Curse?"

　　 Wayway slipped to Wright's feet and rubbed his trouser legs lightly, seeming to express its comforting emotions.

　　 Wright touched Lu Wei’s round head dumbfoundedly, "The spell I am practicing right now is really a patron saint spell, but the difficulty of this spell is still quite high. I haven't completely succeeded yet~ IndoMTL. com~ So it turned into a cloud of silver mist?" Velita took out her wand, and the tip of the wand drew a round arc in the air, "Smoke filled."

　　 A thick white smoke emerged from the top of Velita's wand and shot straight into the sky, like a newly erected white tower.

　　Velita put away her wand, smiled and looked at Wright: "Although the color is a bit wrong, my smoke is much thicker than the ones you turned out."

　　Wright looked up slightly, looking at the long-lasting white smoke tower, secretly feeling the power of Velita's magic.

　　 "Holy guard." Wright picked up his wand, pointed it to the open space on the right, and chanted a spell. Another thin silver mist rose up, and then slowly dissipated into the air.

　　right looked at Velita, "Does this group of silver smoke feel like?"

　　 "It's not obvious," Velita looked at the place where the silver mist of the Patronus Charm dissipated, "It's just a bit nasty."

　　 "Believe that I am practicing the patron saint curse now, right?" Wright looked at Velita amusedly, "This deep curse will be a great help when resisting some dark magic, and it can also be countered. Dark magical creatures similar to dementors and Voldebats."

　　 talking, Wright lowered his voice: "I just knew that you would not like the power of the patron saint spell, so you deliberately avoided it."

　　 "Will you succeed then?" Velita asked the question she was more concerned about.

　　 "Of course!" Wright nodded confidently.

　　 At the same time, he added in his heart that he might also need the help of some utensils.