ca-book Chapter 221 Air cannon?
Chapter 221 Air cannon?
"Dumbledore"?
Far away from the railway tracks, in the warm and comfortable principal's office of Hogwarts, the old man with white hair and beard was picking up a piece of beef jerky with his hands and gently teasing the phoenix in front of him.
But just when he was happy, there were urgent shouts and banging on the door of the principal's office.
"Minerva, what happened?"
Dumbledore rubbed his temples again with a headache, and finally threw the dried meat to Phoenix without interest, and then opened the door of the principal's office.
"Don't do this in anything"...
"Those filthy and disgusting monsters stopped the Hogwarts Express in the tunnel, and the Ministry of Magic employee responsible for supervising them ran away after being unable to stop them"!
Professor McGonagall no longer cared about her own demeanor and shouted at Dumbledore:
"If you don't move now, when the Hogwarts Express arrives at the station later, we may find a pile of corpses in the carriage"!
"I know, Minerva".
After hearing this, Dumbledore stood up directly, and then took Fawkes, the Phoenix who was standing on the birdstand next to him and was still looking confused until now, into his arms.
"Fox, please take me to the tunnel, the one the Hogwarts Express must pass through."
Phoenix's face showed human distress, and then he chirped loudly.
The golden-red flames instantly enveloped Dumbledore and McGonagall, and then twisted and deformed.
After a clear crackling sound, the two figures disappeared into the air along with the twisted flames.
"Fudge must have had his brain soaked in a vat of firewhiskey for a long time. Otherwise, how could he have come up with the idea of letting dementors hunt down fugitives, which is something that no normal person would think of?"
The two of them steadied themselves in the dark tunnel with a ball of flames, and Professor McGonagall said to herself angrily.
"When people are in desperate situations, they always think of some strange tricks they think they have. However, in addition to causing more serious consequences, these strange tricks have almost no normal effect."
Dumbledore said leisurely, but his eager steps revealed his anxious mood.
Those dementors in the car are not easy to reason with. Those disgusting undead creatures feed on people's joyful emotions. For normal people to face their fears, it is the most delicious thing for them.
These greedy undead souls are likely to pose a life threat to the students on the bus, because they do not inherently understand what forgiveness and satisfaction are!
Thinking of this, Dumbledore stepped up his pace and walked towards the Hogwarts Express, whose headlights were still on not far away.
However, the closer the two of them got to the train, the more they felt that the temperature of the surrounding environment was decreasing, and they began to feel uncomfortable inside.
"Quite a few."
Dumbledore muttered to himself, then raised his wand.
It was a wand covered with scars, and its surface looked very rough, but surprisingly it gave people a very unconventional feeling.
"Calling the gods to protect...all of them will protect you"!
Dumbledore was just about to release his Phoenix Patronus, but his expression suddenly changed. He then took a step back and quickly flicked his wand into the air in front of him.
A hard wall made of air condensation instantly stood in front of the two of them. The shimmering silver screen was filled with a massive amount of magic power, and no one could break it with one blow.
"Dumbledore, what are you doing"...
Professor McGonagall opened her mouth anxiously, wanting to shout to Dumbledore, but the next second...
The hurricane, which was spinning and thrusting like a drill, suddenly gushes out from the front of the train. The violent airflow, mixed with the debris in the train and the shattered dementors, along with the front door of the train, hit it hard. Block it on a solid transparent barrier!
"Crack"!
Gu heard a small cracking sound next to his ears, and a few tiny cracks appeared on the originally smooth barrier. However, the airflow seemed to be unable and unintentional to continue to crush it, and directly carried the debris inside towards it. They rushed out from both ends of the barrier, and then rolled all those things out of the tunnel.
"What it is"?
Professor McGonagall asked in great horror.
“I don’t know, but that kind of power”…
Dumbledore frowned.
The hurricane just now was very weird, as if someone was roughly controlling the elements to cause area-wide damage, instead of using the energy-saving burst method of wands commonly used by wizards.
However, if I want to create such a powerful hurricane through crude control of the elements, it requires magic that even Dumbledore dare not say I can do.
and……
This way of controlling the elements is basically the same as the residual elements Dumbledore felt when he investigated the remaining items in Salazar Slytherin's Chamber of Secrets.
"Is it again"?
Dumbledore shook his head uncertainly, and then lifted the barrier in front of him after confirming that it was safe.
"Minerva, please follow me."
Dumbledore hung his wand naturally on the right side of his body, and then walked in front towards the train.
Professor McGonagall followed closely behind him.
"rustle"……
When Dumbledore stepped on the ground in the tunnel, he felt a rough feeling that did not belong to this smooth road. He squatted down and grabbed a handful of purple sand from the ground.
It was the soul sand left on the ground after the death of the Dementor. Dark magical creatures would leave this kind of thing after they died. There was also a bottle in Dumbledore's office - it was found in the Slytherin Chamber of Secrets.
However, they did not encounter any danger until they reached the front door of the train.
"Kids, how are you now?"
Dumbledore slowly walked onto the car, and then saw the students crying and hugging each other in the car.
"Here comes Principal Dumbledore"!
The students who were still crying immediately found their backbone and gathered around Dumbledore.
"What just happened"?
Dumbledore asked the children in as gentle a tone as possible.
"Let me speak, Principal Dumbledore."
A haggard man limped slowly from the darkness that was interrupted by the carriage. He kept grinning as he walked, as if his leg was in pain.
His clothes were already worn out, but they were stained with dust from his fall.
"Professor Lupine".
Dumbledore gently tapped Lupine's shoulder with his wand. The dust on the old clothes disappeared, and the bleeding wound on Lupine's face slowly healed.
"Ah, thank you, Professor Dumbledore."
Lupine said gratefully.