Harry looked over, the bag was bulging, the binding rope was still left on the side, the opening was not closed, and the inside was pitch black...
"Just now you cast a spell to drive away that dentor? How did you do it? It shouldn't be the power of the patron saint, right?" Harry said curiously, rembering that he finally saw the dentor take the initiative He let go of himself and ran around in horror.
I just don’t know what magic Ivan uses to make such evil creatures panic...
"No, I didn't actually do anything. The dentor ran away after seeing ..." Ivan shrugged and said helplessly.
Harry was dubious, isn't the dentor a chaotic evil creature? They will also be afraid and run away?
Harry can hardly imagine...
"Those dentors are also intelligent creatures, and of course they will feel fear in the face of power stronger than themselves!" Ivan saw the doubt in Harry's heart and explained it, and then said with a smile.
"If you can thoroughly master the patron saint curse, you will find that dentors are actually not difficult to deal with, for example... what you did just now is very good..."
"But I was almost killed by the dentor just now..." Harry said with a sullen expression on his face.
"At least you didn't faint anymore, didn't you? This is a great improvent! You can't expect to learn this advanced spell once or twice, right?" Ivan said comfortingly.
Under Ivan's reminder, Harry also noticed this, and his depressed mood suddenly improved a lot.
The most uncomfortable thing about him this school year is that every ti he encounters a dentor, he will shafully pass in a coma, and because of this, the Gryffindor team lost the ga, which can be said to be a demon.
This ti, although he could not defeat the Dentor, at least he succeeded in holding on without losing consciousness. This is progress.
Harry felt that if he tried a few more tis, he might be able to completely defeat this monster!
Thinking of this, Harry rallied again, supporting a sowhat weak body to get up from the ground, fighting vigorously and preparing to do it again!
"Are you sure you don't have to take a break?" Ivan asked worriedly.
"No, I'm fine!" Harry shook his head, picked up the wand that had fallen to the ground, and assud a fighting stance.
Ivan raised his eyebrows and didn't give any further advice. He raised his wand to point to the opening of the sack. The white mist condensed into a ball and flew there slowly, intending to cast the spell directly and hide in the sack. The dentors were forced out.
Harry fixed his eyes on the movent of the light ball, holding his wand tightly, ready to take action at any ti.
However, the ball of light flew in from the opening of the sack, and the dentor inside didn't an to co out for a long ti, and Harry turned his head to look at Ivan very strangely.
Ivan was also confused and tried again, condensing a more powerful ball of white fog light with the patron saint curse, but still failed to force the dentor inside.
"Well... there may have been an accident, wait a minute!"
Ivan said a little embarrassingly, and quickly stepped forward and lifted the sack, turning it over and slamming it downward.
You co out!
It's a pity that the Dentor is stuck in a sack, no matter how Ivan shakes it, it won't work.
Harry on the side saw this scene in his eyes, his face was very weird, and what was in it was a dentor? Why was I afraid of this kind of thing before?
Ivan on the other side was stumped for a while after trying various thods and failed, and he didn't know what to do.
Although he could destroy the container used by the opponent to shelter, leaving it nowhere to escape, he spent a lot of ti making this thing. After being destroyed, there is nothing else that can trap the dentor.
Ivan rembered that the Dentor could understand the wizard's words, so he tentatively put his wand into the sack and poked it, and said.
"Co out! I know you can understand what I'm talking about! We are actually not malicious, we just want you to help. There is a little wizard here who wants to learn the patron saint curse and needs your cooperation... "
Of course, the dentor hiding in the sack can't co out. It doesn't believe in Ivan's words, and it's even more impossible to help a wizard learn the magic of restraining himself. It's not a brain hole.
Seeing that this thod was ineffective, Ivan threatened it again, saying that if the dentor disagreed, he would now destroy it completely. If he agreed, he could consider letting him go.
Looking at Ivan, who was intimidated by the dentors, Harry really didn’t know how to complain. His impression of the dentors over the past few months was destroyed in just a few tens of minutes. Do nothing.
But Harry still doubted whether Ivan's actions were of any use. Can creatures like Dentors really communicate with wizards?
Soon, Harry saw the result. Under the threat of Ivan, the dentor carefully poked his head out of the hidden sack, and finally floated out.
The disgusting and corrupt body looked a lot more blurred than before, and there were a few big holes in the tattered cloak, and Harry thought it should have been hit by those two white haze balls.
As a result, this dentor does not look terrifying overall, but it is inexplicably pitiful...
"Okay, Harry, I've made a deal with this Dentor, and it's happy to help you!" Ivan was satisfied with the general attitude of the Dentor, and said very confidently.
Harry felt that Mr. Dentor might not be as happy as Ivan said...
Under the command of Ivan the two sides settled again.
The difference is that the atmosphere now is completely different from before. Harry held his wand and adjusted his state to make himself serious, but watching the dentor Harry who was scolded by Ivan on the opposite side was not only unable to be serious, but even sowhat Want to laugh.
Under Ivan's repeated urging, the dentor that erged from the sack floated towards Harry with an unwillingly pretending appearance.
As the distance got closer, the sll of food made the Dentor a little bit eager, but it was a pity that Ivan was staring at it, and no matter how greedy the Dentor was, he didn't dare to move.
Although the Dentor had reduced his power as much as possible, Harry was inevitably affected. The ability to spread fear was like a dentor's talent, and it seed that it could not be turned off.
"Holy guard!" Harry gritted his teeth and cast the spell over and over again with the painful mories that ca up in his mind. The vast white mist continuously spewed from the top of the wand, pushing the approaching dentors away. Co...
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