Chapter 240 Heroes?

The sudden appearance of the Dementors caused a great commotion in the auditorium. The students who had gathered together and laughed and chatted just a moment ago fled in fear the next second.

However, the auditorium was crowded with Hogwarts students at this moment. The professors had already extinguished all the candles in order to let them rest early. Although the magic ceiling above the auditorium was still diligently bringing the moonlight outside the castle into the auditorium, this little moonlight alone could not illuminate the huge auditorium.

So, in this dim environment, the stampede occurred.

There were wailing in the auditorium. Everyone was running around in the dim auditorium like a blind man. Some people accidentally fell, and the people behind them stepped over them, not caring about the screams of the people under their feet.

The Dementors were bathing in the moonlight above the auditorium, looking down at the panicked crowd below.

From their stretched claws, it can be seen that they are in a very good mood now.

The next moment, they seemed to be unable to suppress their appetite any longer. An ugly mouth appeared from the hood and took a deep breath at the crowd below.

In an instant, the screams in the hall weakened a lot. A layer of frost visible to the naked eye spread around the Dementors. Anyone who came into contact with this circle of frost had their limbs stiff and could not move.

People who were a little further away were not feeling well either. Even though the people in the innermost circle were the main targets of the Dementors, they were still affected.

Harry felt like he was back to that rainy night in his vague memory. The screams of women, the hoarse male voice, the endless green light...

These scenes that he had only seen in his most terrifying nightmares were replayed.

He felt like he was about to die. In this extreme fear, his body temperature was constantly dropping. Sweat had already soaked his clothes, but he could not feel any warmth.

It seemed that the Dementors were not sucking joy at all, but his life!

"Expecto Patronus!"

A familiar voice came, and then a brilliant light exploded in the dim hall!

This gorgeous light continued to spread, warming everyone's body.

Harry felt that his vision was gradually becoming clearer, and through the still blurred vision, he vaguely saw a tall blond boy standing in front of him with his wand held high.

A huge silver-white raven suddenly appeared from the tip of his wand, raised its head and cried, and flew towards the Dementors above the hall.

"Mike..."

Harry weakly called the name of the boy in front of him, and the boy seemed to have heard his call, turned around and smiled at him gently, and said:

"It's okay now. If you want to ask why, it's because I'm here!"

As Mike's words fell, the beautiful raven shining with silver-white light suddenly collided with the Dementors.

Suddenly, a dazzling light exploded from the sky above the hall!

For the first time in history, the Dementors that invaded the Hogwarts Hall made a sound in front of the students, and fled the hall screaming one by one.

The panicked students in the hall stared blankly at the light that still lingered in the air.

It was not until a silver-white raven appeared again from the light that everyone cheered.

"Great!"

"Mike! You are the best!"

"We are saved!"

Unlike people from other colleges, the students of Ravenclaw College recognized at a glance that this was a raven that could represent the founder of the college, Ms. Ravenclaw, so they shouted out the name of Ravenclaw

. The students who had just escaped from danger also gathered around Mike under their lead, shouting the names of Ravenclaw and Mike.

For a time, the cheers in the hall were uniform and deafening!

When Dumbledore and the professors hurried over, they saw such a scene.

"Mike! Has he learned the Patronus Charm?"

Professor Flitwick asked in surprise, looking at Mike in the middle of the crowd and the Raven Patronus still hovering in the air.

"Yes, he was able to summon a physical Patronus several days ago. I taught him!" Lupin said proudly, "Why? Didn't he tell you?"

Flitwick stared at Lupin blankly, and replied subconsciously, "No!"

"What an amazing talent." Dumbledore also looked at the Patronus and said, "I couldn't do this at his age."

"Yes! Don't you see whose student he is!" Professor Flitwick looked proud, but the next moment he restrained his expression and said seriously, "But this is not what we need to care about now. The most important thing now is the Dementors!" "That's right

, these Dementors are simply too much! They dared to openly violate the orders of the Ministry of Magic and run to Hogwarts to make trouble!"

Professor McGonagall pursed her slightly trembling lips, and the angry words slowly came out of her mouth.

...

Mike didn't know how angry the professors were. He was busy dealing with those enthusiastic classmates. He

had helped the classmates who were bullied by Slytherin several times before, which made him a kind-hearted person. Becoming the duel champion made his classmates know his powerful strength. He just drove away the Dementors and saved all the classmates, which made him a hero.

People always like heroes, especially handsome heroes.

So now Mike was surrounded by fans with fanatical expressions. Some little girls even shouted that they wanted to help Mike have a baby.

Mike's performance was still impeccable.

He had a warm smile on his face and whispered to comfort every student who was frightened in the disaster just now.

This image, combined with the raven patronus that was still emitting warm light in the air, made Mike look like the son of God in the myth.

Because he didn't like this kind of scene, Mike asked the prefects of each college to take their students back to sleep after the classmates made a noise for a while.

Normally, these arrogant prefects would ignore Mike, but today they were unexpectedly obedient and followed Mike's orders.

Even the self-righteous Slytherins were no exception!

The professors who were still discussing not far away smiled knowingly when they saw this scene. Mike's excellence far exceeded their expectations.

Only Dumbledore looked at Mike, who was shining in the crowd, expressionlessly, and no one knew what he was thinking.

The prefects were very efficient, and soon they led the students back to their respective seats like shepherds driving lambs.

Seeing this, Mike also withdrew his patronus and let the hall return to darkness.

The effect of this good show tonight was very good. The prefects who used to ignore Mike also bowed down in front of him, not to mention those ignorant ordinary students. In

the dark, Mike listened to the whispers of the little wizards around him who were so excited that they couldn't sleep, and he unconsciously smiled sincerely.

In the dark, Harry didn't feel so good.

The Dementors gave him a bad feeling just now. Although he didn't faint like he did on the train last time, he was very cold now.

Even though he was covered with enough quilts, he still felt very cold.

He stretched out his shaking hands, took out a small piece of chocolate from his arms, put it into his mouth and chewed it hard. The chewed chocolate melted quickly, and turned into a sweet taste that went into his stomach.

The situation still did not improve. Harry took out more chocolate and stuffed it into his mouth, and curled up like a baby, hoping that this would make him feel better.

The next moment, a pair of warm hands covered his forehead, and Mike's familiar voice came.

"Are you okay?"

"Well... well, I... feel okay."

Harry said something against his will, and Mike seemed to hear his true feelings at the moment from his trembling tone, dragged a sleeping bag over and slept beside him.

"Do you know? In fact, all the misfortunes in this world are caused by the lack of ability of the parties involved."

Listening to Mike's slightly sad words, Harry was stunned. He originally thought that Mike would say something to comfort him, but he didn't expect to hear such a sentence.

Mike continued: "In fact, I envy you, Harry. Really."

"I don't know what I have that you envy!"

Harry angrily threw down such a sentence, turned his head and ignored Mike.

He felt that Mike was humiliating him. He was an orphan who was targeted everywhere. How could he be worthy of the envy of Mike, a brilliant hero?

Mike on the other side was not annoyed when he heard this. He was just a child.

Seeing his good friend achieve amazing success and soaring to the sky. Most people could not celebrate for him sincerely. It was normal to feel jealous.

Harry was still very useful to Mike, and he didn't want to let the relationship between them have a rift.

So he continued in that low tone: "You are different, you are the savior. It can be said that everyone in the entire wizarding world owes you a life!"

Harry felt that his head was a mess at the moment. He wanted to tell Mike that if possible, he would rather not have the title of savior.

This title made him very tired. Everyone had high hopes for him. At the same time, this title also made him lose his parents.

"Do you know why you were not expelled for violating the Ministry's regulations during the summer vacation?"

"You mean..."

"That's right, our lovely Minister never intended to expel you for such a small matter." Mike smiled in the dark, "In fact, as long as you don't commit any heinous mistakes, everyone will turn a blind eye to you."

"You don't have to feel embarrassed about this, you can enjoy these privileges with confidence, because this is what your parents exchanged for their lives. I know Draco has always been against you recently, but in fact, as long as you bring out your title of savior, countless people will be willing to help you. Draco is just not worth mentioning. Even... even Snape..."

Mike's words penetrated Harry's ears like the devil's words from the abyss. His body was still shaking, but not because of the cold, but because of excitement.

He felt that for the first time in his life, he understood the privileges brought by his identity!

"Will you help me too?"

Harry said, suppressing his excitement.

"Of course! Although I don't owe you anything, we are friends, right?"

The word "friend" made Harry's dissatisfaction with Mike disappear, and at the same time, an idea gradually sprouted in his mind.

'If things are really as Mike said, then Malfoy and Snape, those two annoying guys...'

Harry thought so, but halfway through, he shook his head vigorously to stop himself from thinking further.

'No, I can't do this. Malfoy didn't do anything wrong, he was just a little stupid. As for Snape, he is a professor. Although he is really annoying, I can't do that.

Harry's heart was struggling fiercely, and Mike, who was standing beside him, saw that he had been silent for a long time and spoke again: "Come to me in front of the tapestry on the eighth floor of Hogwarts at 8 o'clock tomorrow night. I will teach you the Patronus Charm. The savior cannot be afraid of Dementors!" After

a pause, Mike seemed to have thought of something and said: "Of course, you can also call your friends. It is my ambition to make the students of Hogwarts no longer afraid of Dementors!"

Mike's bold words made Harry feel a little ashamed of his previous thoughts, and he replied weakly.

Mike chuckled and replied: "Go to sleep! You still have to go to Quidditch training early tomorrow morning, don't you?"

...

While the students in the hall were sleeping soundly, the principal's office of Hogwarts was brightly lit, and the Minister of Magic Fudge and Dumbledore and four other deans were gathered together.

It was obvious that Fudge was very nervous now, and sweat kept flowing down his sparse head, but he didn't bother to wipe it off.

He could already think of the front-page headline of the Daily Prophet tomorrow.

《Dementors attack Hogwarts! A bad move by the Minister of Magic!》

Oh my God! Tomorrow his office will be flooded with shouting letters from parents. This is so scary!

"Mr. Dumbledore, I hope you can explain it clearly to the students and their parents." A drop of sweat flowed into his eyes and stung him. Fudge wiped his sweaty face irritably and said, "Those Dementors rashly entered Hogwarts Castle because they found the trace of Sirius Black! I have sent those Dementors who committed crimes back to Azkaban. I promise that this will not happen again!"

Dumbledore remained silent, which made Fudge sweat even more.

Dumbledore was much stronger than him in both strength and reputation. When the Ministry of Magic elected the Minister, the Wizengamot Committee unanimously recognized Dumbledore as the best candidate for the Minister.

But Dumbledore rejected the invitation of the Ministry of Magic and was willing to continue to stay in Hogwarts as the principal. Fudge had the opportunity to take the position!

So Fudge couldn't raise his head in front of Dumbledore at all!

"Cornelly, I can help you explain, but you must withdraw all the Dementors." Dumbledore said after a long time.

"This is impossible! Sirius Black hasn't been caught yet! He's a..."

Before Fudge could finish his words, Professor McGonagall stood up from her seat and said, "Mr. Minister! I hope you can understand that this is the unanimous conclusion reached by all of us professors after discussing! Judging from the current situation, you don't have the ability to restrain these Dementors!"

McGonagall's words made Fudge's face flush red. He looked around and saw the expressions on the faces of everyone in the office.

Fudge originally thought that Dumbledore would no longer be a threat after becoming the Minister, but now it seems that this is not the case.

Hogwarts is no longer the Hogwarts of British wizards, but Dumbledore's kingdom!

The professors of Hogwarts are no longer his subjects, they are all Dumbledore's men!

Fudge felt like a clown here, and endless humiliation tortured him.

"I don't agree!" Fudge roared and slammed the door, "I am the Minister! I have the final say in everything!"