Everyday Players at Hogwarts.

Chapter 774 Phoenix Guardian

The smile disappeared from Ron's face.

The silver creature ran a few steps in the air and then disappeared.

Ginny guessed right.

That's not a crup.

It was a Jack Russell terrier.

Draco ignored Ron.

He was just thinking about what happy memories were stronger than being with Pansy.

"Expecto Patronus!" A ray of silver light emerged from his wand, swaying in front of him like mist.

And Harry, he was recalling the strange feeling when he cast the Patronus Charm.

At that moment, a second heartbeat suddenly sounded in his heart.

This feeling that could not be ignored blurred the joy he recalled when he was engaged to Ginny.

It seems that Draco's guess was correct, the Patronus Charm did react to the phoenix residing in the heart.

The magic of his mother's love combined with the holly wand was born.

Combined with "How to Forge a Strong Heart" to further strengthen,
After combining with the evil side, it becomes more agile.
After absorbing the fragments of Voldemort, he fell into silence.

After waking up again with the magic power of the dragon,
The phoenix, which underwent transformation after combining with the Resurrection Stone, opened its eyes for the first time.

Looking at those narrow and long phoenix eyes, he had an illusion that his patronus could not be summoned.

It’s because he already has the strongest and most invincible guardian angel in his heart.

Ginny's words startled Harry out of his 'eye contact'.

"Ron, that's just trickery.

Neville hasn't struck fear in us yet.

Only when facing a Dementor's patronus is it a real patronus." Ginny frowned and looked at Harry.

I mistakenly thought that he was a little disappointed because he failed to summon his patronus.

"Well, Ron has succeeded.

Next, you must be careful not to let fear affect your mind." Neville reminded.

He put away his wand and clasped his hands in front of his chest.

The shadow of a strange-shaped sword appeared in his hand.

Harry had seen it before; it was the embodiment of the magic of the sword in Neville's mind.

It's just that the color is a little different this time.

No more indigo.

Rather, it is a blue that leans towards purple.

It's also a bit unreal.

The moment he looked at the sword over there, a chill emanated from the bottom of his heart.

It's not a physical heart.

The chill first passed through his whole body, and then his breath, as if it was frozen in his chest.

Finally it penetrated his skin, chilled his chest, and finally reached his heart. His eyes rolled up, he could see nothing, he was drowned in the cold.

There was a surging sound in my ears, like water rushing towards me.

He was pulled down, and the sound in his ears grew louder. Then the graceful, ethereal cry of the phoenix rang out from Harry's heart.

Then it echoed throughout the room.

Harry opened his eyes.

At the moment, Ginny was curled up in the corner, Draco was trembling all over, and Ron was pale, weakly shouting over and over again, "Expecto Patronus!"

However, all that emerged from the end of Ron's wand was a shapeless silver shadow.

The guardian spirit seemed to have sensed the instability of its master and also lost the ability to condense into shape.

However, as the phoenix's cry sounded, a fiery red phoenix emerged from his chest.

The color gradually returned to the faces of the three men.

Ginny stood up.

Draco stopped shaking.

The silver dog ran out from the end of Ron's wand again, circled around Ron, and flew through the air.

Harry watched it all with a smile.

Fear still continued to surge from the bottom of his heart.

But it had no effect on him. Harry thrust forward.

He did not recall any happy memories, the only thing in his mind was the phoenix singing on his shoulder at that moment.

"Expecto Patronus!" A portal of light appeared at the end of his wand.

The phoenix on the shoulder turned into a red light and passed through the light gate at a speed that was almost impossible to capture with the naked eye.

In the light gate, a silver, life-giving, holy red bird appeared.

Its long neck was raised high, and its silver wings flapped, passing through the ceiling and walls.

Appeared in the blue sky.

At the same time, there was also a long phoenix cry.

Harry covered his left eye, it was as if he now had two bodies.

If he hadn't had this experience before, he might even have fallen to the ground.

In the Black Lake, in the luxurious room in the center of the ship, a woman dressed elegantly in maternity clothes opened her eyes.

She recognized the breath of the guardian god and the cry of the phoenix.

He clapped his hands gently, and the skull on the table emitted white smoke.

The unique phoenix guardian appeared on the screen formed by white smoke.

She rolled her eyes, looking very unhappy.

A tall, full-length mirror seemed to detect the woman's emotional instability.

Ripples began to appear on the smooth mirror surface.

A tall, thin figure walked out.

"What's wrong?" The man who walked out of the mirror seemed to turn into a gust of wind.

Almost as soon as he stepped out of the mirror, he arrived in front of the bed in the next second.

He held the woman's white wrist, his face full of worry.

The woman said nothing.

The man followed the woman's gaze and looked at the screen above the desk.

The screen formed by the white smoke seems to be able to fully reflect the traces of magic.

This allowed the man to immediately recognize the owner of the patronus.

He gasped, "It's. Harry."

As a man who is good at white magic, no one understands what it means to have a patronus or something similar to it better than him.

"Hmph!" The woman snorted coldly and closed her eyes.

"Maybe this has nothing to do with psychological closeness." The man quickly explained: "Maybe I once thought Harry was the most important.

But now, you and the child are undoubtedly the treasures in my heart that are more precious than him.

Even if he liked a man, that man would only be Ron.

Not me. ”

The woman raised her eyelids.

The man smiled and struck while the iron was hot, “Perhaps you don’t understand.

Harry is under the spell of love that Lily sacrificed her life to cast.

In the first year, under the pressure of Voldemort, it combined with Harry's holly wand with phoenix tail feathers to become a strange magic in the shape of a phoenix in both living and non-living states.

Perhaps the reason why Harry's Patronus looks like this is due to the influence of this magic."

The woman opened her eyes. "Albus, you pass this time."

Then, she raised her upper body and, with the help of the man, leaned on the cushion made of pillows.

"Have you decided on a name for the child? If you delay any further, I will give him the last name Grindelwald."

"I have already thought of it," Dumbledore said softly, "If it is a boy, his name will be Percival Dumbledore.

If it's a daughter, it would be Kendra Dumbledore."

"You can obviously use magic to determine the gender of the child.

And you don't care at all!
These are your parents' names!" The woman spoke with disdain.

But his face was filled with a happy smile.

Give your child your parent's or your own name.

This represents unparalleled attention and love.

"You've passed this time," the woman said softly.