Hogwarts: I'm Harry's older cousin

Chapter 222, Section 220: Harry, stop! You're going to kill the Dementors!

"Professor Lupin, Dementors do not fall under the category of magical creatures. They are unwilling to obey humans, even wizards, and their cooperation with the Ministry of Magic is more of a collaboration."

To make his argument more convincing, Dudley commanded.

"Pour me a glass of water."

The Boggart, which Lupin thought resembled a Dementor, obediently floated to the side, poured a glass of water, and handed it to Dali.

Dali took the cup but didn't drink from it; he put it aside.

"Look, this really is a Boggart."

Lupin completely ignored Dudley's explanation. His gaze remained fixed on the cup, where the water was visibly decaying. In just a few seconds, it had become murky and covered with frost.

Lupin: ? ? ?

"Are you kidding me? This is clearly a Dementor trait!"

"Professor, the Dementors are searching for Sirius outside the castle; there's no way they could be here, nor is there any reason for them to be."

Dudley's sudden remark startled Lupin.

After years of wandering, he understood what Dudley meant.

Indeed, Dementors cannot appear in Hogwarts Castle, and there are no Dementors in the castle, so this must be a Boggart.

Whether it is a Dementor or a Boggart is actually not important; what matters is what is needed in the Defense Against the Dark Arts class.

"Is it really capable? Will it not attack on its own?" Lupin asked, looking at 'Boggart' with a hint of worry.

Dudley answered him with complete confidence.

"Don't worry, it will be a qualified teaching tool."

Those that didn't meet the standards have all become "Philosopher's Stones".

During the Quidditch match, Dudley caught more than thirty monsters. These were not magical creatures and could not be tamed using system skills, but Dudley used the most primitive and simplest taming method—physical taming.

This was the only one left out of all the many he caught that day.

It turns out that having a low IQ has its advantages; at least after physical training, they are unlikely to betray you.

Dudley named the only remaining one "Soul Hook Eye".

Yes, he was transformed into a Dementor named Borgath after being afflicted by a Confusion Charm.

"As long as it cooperates, I think our teaching progress will be much faster."

Lupin nodded.

Practical experience is always the best and fastest way to learn.

"Who's willing to be the first challenger?" Lupin turned to look at the other young wizards.

He needs a role model, preferably a young wizard whose Patronus Charm is almost complete.

The young wizards looked at each other, but none of them were the first to step forward.

Even if it's a Borgard in disguise, a Dementor is definitely not something you can easily deal with.

It carries certain risks, and is more dangerous than the dark magic creatures Professor Lupin encountered in his previous practical classes.

Draco glanced around and felt he should step forward. His Patronus Charm was almost complete, and among the young wizards present, was there anyone more suitable than him?

Malfoy should take the spotlight from this first place.

Draco cleared his throat, about to speak: "Ahem, Professor, it's me..."

"I'll do it," Harry said, getting up before Draco could.

Like Draco, Harry's Patronus Charm was also basically complete.

Without a second thought, Lupin chose Harry: "Very good, Harry, then you'll be the one to demonstrate for everyone."

He is very interested in James' son, Lupin.

He was extremely skilled at dealing with dark magic creatures, and his mastery of the content in each Defense Against the Dark Arts class was second only to Dudley.

"Stand there."

Lupin cleared a space for Harry, leaving him plenty of room.

"Remember, Harry, when casting the Patronus Charm, you must concentrate and try your best to recall something happy."

After repeatedly emphasizing to Harry how to cast the Patronus Charm, Lupin stepped aside, allowing Harry to confront the Dementors directly.

Dudley nodded, and the Dementor floated over. The moment it reached Harry, the lights around the classroom flickered and went out. The young wizards held their breath, craning their necks to stare at Harry.

"It's really asking Mr. Potter, a dark wizard, to cast a spell like the Patronus Charm. If it were the three Unforgivable Curses, Mr. Potter would be absolutely certain of victory."

The young Slytherin wizards all thought to themselves.

Harry took a deep breath, and a bone-chilling cold washed over him as his breath began to turn into white mist.

"Recall happy memories."

Harry silently recited the command in his mind and slowly raised his wand.

He slowly closed his eyes, and his brain began to work at high speed, with memories flashing before his eyes like photographs.

The final frame was a few shots, and at that moment Harry shouted the Patronus Charm.

"Protect the Gods!"

The first image.

When Dudley, like a hero, was crammed into a dilapidated shack with other trafficked children and felt desperate, he kicked open the door and came to him.

The second image.

The newly renovated cottage was decorated to make room just for him.

The third image.

Eleven years old, the zoo, sweet chocolate ice cream, and Dudley playing the role of a gorilla—those were the happiest days of his life.

The fourth image.

In the seaside cottage, being held by Aunt Penny, feeling the warmth of her mother.

The fifth image.

Dudley chose to build a castle at the Potter family home, and there was even a room in the castle that belonged to him.

There are many similar scenes.

With each image that appears, more silver threads emerge from the tip of the wand, and the hair composed of countless silver threads solidifies, making the image of the guardian deity more concrete.

The young wizards stared at Harry without daring to blink; it was the first time they had seen their Patronus up close.

Harry was completely absorbed in these memories.

"Stop, Harry, stop."

I seemed to hear a slightly anxious voice.

Harry ignored him.

"This must be a trick by the Dementors."

He knew that Dementors could absorb happiness and make people recall bad things.

So Harry not only didn't stop, but actually increased his output.

He was pulled back from his reverie when someone shook him forcefully a few times.

"If you don't stop, the Dementor... cough cough Boggart is going to be killed."

It was Lupin. Professor Lupin looked at Harry with a helpless expression.

He really didn't expect Harry to succeed on his first try, and the Patronus was incredibly powerful, almost directly defeating the Dementors.

This sparring partner, no one else has even used yet.

Standing before the Dementors was Harry's fully formed Patronus.

A giant silver gorilla

It looks exactly like the one I saw at the London Zoo when I was eleven years old.

The Dementor, who was originally standing directly opposite Harry, was now being held in Harry's Patronus's hand. One hand was gripping the Dementor's tattered clothes, lifting it up like by the collar, while the other hand was raised in a fist. The Dementor, looking weak, had its head tilted to one side.

(End of this chapter)