When the chill disappeared, Madam Pomfrey immediately stood up and prepared to check on the pale-faced students.

But she had only taken two steps when she was stopped by a hand.

"Now is not the time, Poppy. The students can definitely handle this level of influence." Professor Lupin shook his head slightly.

Then he looked at the dejected students around him and said half-jokingly: "Don't be discouraged. I didn't expect you to succeed at once. To be honest, I would be shocked if you really succeeded."

Professor Lupin said, "I want you to remember that feeling just now, treat everything you see in front of you as a Dementor, and try again with that feeling.

But for those who just failed, your emotions are not strong enough, so you may need to choose another memory..."

Afterwards, everyone thought about the chill brought by the Dementors just now and started to practice freely.

Professors would intersperse among the students and provide guidance to those who made mistakes.

Professor Lupin turned around and soon came to where a group of Gryffindor students were, "Harry, how do you feel?"

"I'm fine, Professor." Harry looked a little pale, but a little excited.

This was the first time he felt the biting cold brought by the Dementors without fainting.

In Harry's opinion, there was no better situation than this.

"Expect God to Guard!"

In Professor Lupin's face, he waved his wand.

A ball of silver-white mist rolled out and condensed into a vague shadow in mid-air.

"Excellent," said Professor Lupin. "You have surpassed many fourth-year students to achieve this level on your first try, Harry."

"So, Professor, when can we face the Dementors again?" Harry asked. "I feel like something is missing."

"Now is not the time." Professor Lupin shook his head, "Even if you don't face the Dementors directly, you can't experience them too many times, just take it slow.

Remember what I just said, this is a very complicated spell, you have to do it step by step, your current level is already very good."

Although Harry was a little disappointed, since Professor Lupin said so, he had no choice but to nod and said nothing more.

Not far from them, Cedric also wanted Professor Lupin to open the box again.

The outline of his Patronus was already very clear... the pointed beak, the long neck, and the wings. Every detail was clear, but there was just one thing missing.

It's like it's made of dough. No matter how lifelike the shape is, it's not real.

He felt that he was about to succeed, just missing that last little bit.

If Professor Lupin had closed the box a second later, maybe it would have worked.

But now…

Unwilling to give up, Cedric waved his wand again...but the outline remained the same, with no sign of transformation at all.

"Maybe you could try changing a memory."

At this time, Professor McGonagall came over and said, "I noticed that your Patronus showed signs of solidification just now, but it collapsed in the end. It's obvious that your emotions are not enough."

"Professor McGonagall." Cedric said quickly, "I think I need some pressure. Can you let me face the Dementors again?"

"I don't recommend that you do that," said Professor McGonagall. "There are many ways to learn the Patronus Charm, not just the Dementors."

She didn't approve of Professor Lupin bringing Dementors into the school, even in a box.

But since Professor Dumbledore had agreed, Professor McGonagall had no choice but to come along just in case.

Fortunately, everything is normal so far.

She was a little worse than Cedric, but she was improving rapidly. The originally vague shadow soon began to take on a rough outline.

"How did you do that?" Cedric asked in surprise.

It took him a month to achieve this, but it took Kanna less than two hours.

“Maybe my memories are pleasant enough.” Connor said, “This spell is really magical. Every time I recite the spell, those memories can provide me with endless power.”

"So simple?" Fred asked in surprise, "Why didn't we feel it?"

"What are you thinking about?" George said.

"A lot..." Kanna raised the corners of her mouth unconsciously.

"Received the Hogwarts admission letter... made my first friend... received my first candy from him... earned my first Galleon... met Professor Snape...

Whenever I need to find happy memories, they appear…”

"Strange, we are the same," Fred muttered quietly, "The admission letter, the first Galleon earned... They are obviously the same, but why are the effects not as good as yours?"

“I even thought about how we’d have to laugh at the store opening a few years later,” George said, “but it was even worse… that was our dream all along!”

"It's a memory, not a daydream," Kyle said.

“The joke shop really makes us happy,” Fred said. “We even wake up laughing when we dream about it sometimes.”

"It's different." Kyle said helplessly, "Imaginary delicacies can only arouse your desire, but they can never make you feel full.

A truth.

What the Patronus Charm requires is to find the most realistic "feeling of fullness" in your memory."

"Real..."

"Feeling full?"

Fred sighed in disappointment. "We thought we had found a shortcut..."

"I didn't expect it to be wrong." George said, "No wonder our Patronus Charm is getting worse and worse..."

After finding the correct method, Fred and George gradually began to become proficient in this spell.

Although the progress is still not as obvious as Kanna's, it is worse than most people here.

Cedric waited for two hours, but Professor Lupin never opened the box until the club ended.

"That's enough for today."

He clapped his hands, and waited until everyone was quiet before continuing, "Although you didn't face the Dementors directly, I still suggest that you all eat some chocolate when you go back...it should make you feel much better."

"Professor, when will we come again!" someone asked.

At the same time, this is also a concern for everyone.

"Maybe in a month." Professor Lupin thought for a moment and said, "This period of time should be enough for you to digest what you have learned today.

From now until the end of the school year, I will open the club once a month. As for the specific time, I will inform you in advance. "

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(End of this chapter)