Hogwarts becomes host

Don't lose your temper, anchor. If you want to try going home, try it slowly. Now let dad come.

Didn't Lao Deng just say that if the anchor can do it, it doesn't matter if he tries it for a few minutes?

Come on, in such a weird place, I don’t have time for you to try to live.

The anchor couldn't even call out the patron saint's hair. It was useless no matter how many times he tried.

Although Elaine insisted, not only Adair, but also most of the audience were not optimistic about it.

Only 20% of the comments in the barrage were supportive and neutral, while the rest were sentences of opposition and dissuasion.

Moreover, they were separated by another dimension, and Adair rarely resorted to banning, so the water friends became unscrupulous in their mouths. After all, Elaine could not go back in time to settle accounts with them.

If you can't do it, you can't do it. Don't waste your time, idiot. Change someone else.

Go ahead and swallow this anchor, it’s faster to do it yourself

Anchor, are you out of your mind? Can you tell me that the patron saint doesn’t have any secrets in mind?

No matter how much she didn't care in her heart, when ten, a hundred, or a thousand cynicism flashed before her eyes, it was impossible not to be hit. Elaine's hands were shaking slightly, but she still insisted on holding the wand in her hand.

"There are only two methods on this island. Constantly changing the terrain to trap prey, causing people to commit suicide or starve to death in despair, or releasing dementors to attack and drive people crazy. As long as the will is strong, there is nothing to fear." Adair said calmly. The voice came from the mobile phone, "Getting out of trouble too quickly will make the Wizengamot suspicious. It's okay to give you some time, but what can you do in these few minutes."

"Since you don't mind, it doesn't matter what I do." Elaine sighed, closed her eyes, and tried not to think about those sharp barrages. "Please be quiet, I can't concentrate."

She tried to concentrate and tried to recall those happy things - playing the piano, playing music, playing with cats, and many more. She was luckier than the hundreds of millions of book fans in the original world, and could truly master magic, even with some flaws. For example, the female body and Adair, but there are still more and more happy memories.

But the effect was not good. The wand in his hand was like a real piece of wood. It did not feel as smooth as when using magic. The magic power did not respond to Elaine.

"" After a few minutes, perhaps because he couldn't bear it anymore, Adair's voice sounded again. "I'm curious, why are you so insistent on using the Patronus Charm? As long as I'm conscious, they can't do anything to you."

"I have to learn this spell, I can't rely on you." Elaine replied casually, her eyes still closed. "You can't stay with me forever."

"Yes, but just like you are not in a hurry to practice Occlumency, your need for the Patronus Charm is not urgent. Black is released from prison early. You should have little chance to see the Dementors after today." Adair said . "I know Dumbledore is very persuasive, but you can't really listen to a few words from him and just think you can do it. Why repeat such a useless attempt?"

""Elaine was silent for a long time before she opened her mouth to speak. "Because I want to do it, it's that simple."

"I want to see what my Patronus looks like, and I think I can do it. I have vowed not to avoid problems anymore, and I have found enough excuses. Happy memories, firm beliefs, powerful magic, and the Patronus Charm I have met all the conditions, why can’t I summon you just because you exist?”

"I don't accept this reason. Why can't I do what Harry can do? I'm more mature, stronger than him, and happier than him. I can do it."

Elaine yelled, her eyes were closed tightly, sweating profusely, and she kept repeating the spell.

Finally, a tiny silver light emerged from the wand in her hand.

Slowly, it slowly condensed into a silvery mist at the tip of the staff, but the mist was so light that it seemed like it would be dispelled with a wave of the hand──

"That alone is not enough." Adair sighed deeply, "It is true that the power of the Patron Saint Spell comes from positive emotions, but why do positive emotions form the Patron Saint? What exactly are positive emotions: love, glory, optimism, hope, Confidence, Gratitude, Joy, Courage, Loyalty”

"These are the sources of power of the Guardian Spell. You have provided the power, but these powers are as ethereal as mist. You also need a belief, a firm belief to unify them and gather them into shape."

Her consciousness seemed to be scattered, and she didn't know if it was because she kept her eyes closed. Elaine always felt that she was in a hazy trance, and she could only hear Adair's monotonous voice.

"That's the belief of protection. You have to protect all of this, protect your happiness from being eroded by the darkness, build a city wall, raise the wand, fight with all your strength. To protect, tell me, what you want to protect , what is”

"What I want to protect," Elaine murmured to herself, thinking of Hermione, Daphne, and herself.

Images of Shafiq's house flashed before her.

At this moment, her wand suddenly burst out into a huge silver shadow, as if trying to break away from its restraints, it shot straight up into the sky, the light illuminated the darkness, and a large number of dementors fled in all directions. Just that thing The silver light emitted tore their decaying bodies into pieces.

"What?" Elaine was forced back several steps by the strong recoil and almost fell. She was startled and opened her eyes. "That is"

The sight before her left her speechless.

How is this possible? It must be an illusion.

That is the dragon, the dragon in ancient Chinese legends.

The horns are like a deer, the head is like a cow, the eyes are like shrimps, the mouth is like a donkey, the belly is like a snake, the scales are like a fish, and the feet are like a phoenix.

Damn it, damn it, damn it, I’m kneeling down for the anchor.

Who just said that the anchor is not good? Come on, come out and slap me in the face.

No, how could it be a dragon? Aren’t normal patron saints ordinary animals?

The silver dragon was hovering in the sky, and the strong silver light was like the dawn. Elaine looked at that thing in confusion, not knowing what to say. This was really the patron saint she called.

"Hmm." Adair's voice sounded, and he pretended to clear his throat before saying, "Most wizards' patron saints are in the form of ordinary animals, reflecting the wizard's personality. Patron saints in the form of magical animals are very special. Rare, but not uncommon, is Dumbledore’s Phoenix Patronus, and there is no necessary connection between the image of the Patronus and its power.”

"As for the reason why your patron saint has this image, I think it has something to do with the dimensional gap in your body and the origin of your soul." Adair's tone sounded a little subtle, "I originally thought that your patron saint should be Just like my old one, it will be a bird.”

"Descendants of the Dragon," Elaine whispered, and then she suddenly woke up, as if she heard something extraordinary. "Wait a minute, you know the Patronus Charm, aren't you a dark wizard?"

"I couldn't scream after the Shafik family was destroyed, but I have also studied this spell. After all, I will test it in the exam. Otherwise, why do you think I could say those words just now?" Adair snorted, "Severus also Yes, what is your attitude? Dark wizards are also different. Only hopeless scum like Voldemort can't summon a Patronus, okay."

"Yes, yes, I'm really sorry." Elaine whispered, her voice as thin as a mosquito. "And thank you."

"What can't you hear? Say it louder"

""

"The reception seems not very good. Please speak louder."

""

"Hey, did you hear that?"

"Ah, the patron saint has also called. It's almost time to leave." Looking around, Elaine ignored the noisy cell phone. She looked at her surroundings and thought about how to get out. "Let me think about this"

"Don't look, this is a cage specially created by this island to imprison you. It will constantly change the terrain to trap you here. Only by beating it until it hurts can you escape." Adair said in a serious tone. "You can give me your body now. When it comes to destruction, I am better than you."

"If you demolish the entire island, Dumbledore and the others─"

"They are wizards, so you don't have to worry."

"That's right." Elaine lowered her hands and let go of her body's restrictions. "As you please."

After calling out the patron saint, she had nothing to hold on to, and the target of destruction was a man-eating island, so there was no reason to object.

With her body controlled by Adair, she was able to return to her conscious space and reorganize the feelings and experiences of using the spell just now.

The consciousness switched quickly, and the Silver Dragon Guardian seemed to disappear for a moment, but Adair used a lot of magic power to maintain it. He controlled Elaine's body and waved, moved his limbs, and waved the wand.

Several strings of firecrackers were ejected from the tip of the wand, and the sudden explosion brought the quarreling audience back to their senses in the live broadcast room.

Adair showed an elegant smile, raised his wand, and spoke.

"Then, gentlemen, ladies, fellow Muggles, please, for the sake of the Shafiq family──"

"In other words, for me──give your heart."