Hogwarts: The frog cub brings back the Dragon Slayer Crystal at the beginning

As the most difficult spell in the defensive spell, the Guardian of the Gods is naturally not so easy to learn.

The conditions used are enough to freeze a large number of wizards in the starting position, and that is that when using the spell, the user must use all his might to recall the happiest moment of his life.

This is the premise that it can be displayed!

That's why, last time Lorne asked Senior Tom about the Guardian, but the other party said with a disdainful face that he was too lazy to learn.

After listening to Professor Flitwick's explanation, he understood a little.

Where is this too lazy to learn, Senior Tom just can't learn at all.

"To sum up, it is still very difficult to learn the Guardian of the Gods, because while casting this spell, you must think about happy things in your heart..."

Professor Flitwick picked up his wand and aimed it lightly at the brooding little blonde wizard, the name of a spell in his old voice.

"Divine Guard!"

The next moment, under Lorne's gaze, a silvery-white light flashed from the tip of the wand, and the entire office was enveloped in this dazzling light.

The silver-white gas gradually formed a creature that emitted white gas transparency, and it was hanging high in the air, a pair of silver-blue wings waving gently, and sharp vertical pupils staring at the wizard below.

That's a... Goshawk?

Lorne recognized the massive avian creature, or rather, no one didn't recognize it.

Professor Flitwick's patronus would be a goshawk, which was beyond his imagination.

But on second thought, there seems nothing wrong with being able to get so many trophies and medals of honor, the Goshawk Patronus.

"You look like everyone else, they were surprised when they first saw my Patronus. "

Professor Flitwick was not surprised by this situation, and said with a kind smile on his face.

"As you can see, my Patronus is a... Very aggressive goshawk. "

"Every wizard's form of Divine Guardian is different, as they are all based on your inner happiness, and the quickest thing in my heart is undoubtedly the moment I receive the title of Duel Master. "

Thinking of the honor he had received, the corners of his mouth curled up slightly with a proud smile.

After all, the reputation of the dueling master is not something that anyone can obtain, especially after winning several consecutive sessions, and the strength is real.

"However, the patronus of every wizard is not fixed. Professor Flitwick flicked his wand, and the silver-white goshawk dissipated in midair.

He looked into Lorne's curious gaze and explained softly.

"When the caster receives a mental blow, his Patronus will change with it. "

Much of what was to be said about the Divine Guardians, Professor Flitwick told Lorne in detail.

Now it's time for practice.

The pitch of the spell and the wand-wielding gestures were very easy to learn, at least it took Lorne two or three minutes to master.

The only difficulty is... Let your heart remember the happiest times.

The happiest moment...

Lorne's eyes were half-squinted, thinking inwardly.

A petite and cute figure gradually appeared in his mind, and the memory became clearer and clearer, it was Miss Granger.

"Divine Guard!"

Lorne took a deep breath, then waved his wand and uttered the incantation.

This time, instead of being as dull as the previous ones, a thin layer of silver light gradually emerged.

The silver glow was faint, as if it could be extinguished at any moment, like the contrast between the bright moon and the fireflies compared to Professor Flitwick's Patronus.

Not even the shape of the patronus was formed.

But at this time, Professor Flitwick, who was standing on the sidelines, widened his eyes slightly.

As the most difficult spell to defend against the curse, the Divine Guardian is naturally not so easy to learn, but - this little wizard in front of him can actually emit light after learning it four or five times...

You know, at that time, he practiced for a whole day before he succeeded in displaying the silver-white light.

Geralt's talent for spells is just too strong!

But Professor Flitwick was the best he had ever seen since he taught at Hogwarts.

"Mr. Geralt, remember what you are thinking about right now, and try to construct that scene in detail!"

He reminded from the sidelines.

Memorize the content and build the scene...

Lorne stood there with his wand in hand, his pale blue eyes slightly distracted.

That scene just now seems to be...

He struggled to recall the petite back, and it was certain that Miss Hermione in his memories was not as big as the third grade.

In other words, is it a memory of the first grade?

Was it the troll's first time cohabiting?

There's so much to be happy about...

"Divine Guard!"

With a soft sound, the light was much brighter than before.

But - this is not what he is looking for.

At that moment, Lorne's eyes lit up like blue crystals.

If nothing else, the happiest scene should be that scene.

Thoughts flowed, and Lorne gently grasped the wand in his hand.

This time, the memory became clearer, it was a brilliant noon, the sun shining like broken gold through the glass of Ollivander's wand shop, and he was holding a wand to sketch the scattered gold trees, with Snape and Mr. Ollivander standing on the side.

As the door of the wand shop was pushed open, a delicate-looking little girl with fluffy brown hair stared at him in a daze.

Thinking of this, the corners of Lorne's mouth slowly curled.

Sure enough, the first meeting is the happiest memory.

"Divine Guard!"

With the flick of the wand, the dim light was replaced by a strong silvery-white color, and the entire office instantly brightened as day.

In the next moment, the originally scattered light gradually gathered together, and his patron saint was slowly forming.

It was a huge creature covered in scales, as if it was going to fill the entire office.

The hideous head, the sharp claws, the pair of beast pupils were staring at the two wizards below, and their mouths slowly opened to reveal sharp teeth, as if they were roaring...

"It's... Fire Dragon?"

Professor Flitwick's eyes widened, and he whispered in disbelief.

No, that's not what the dragon looks like!