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If it's this difficult for the spectators, it must be even worse for the players who are moving around on the field.
They were so cold that their whole bodies were stiff, making it increasingly difficult for them to hold onto the brooms.
Everyone except Levin sincerely hoped that whoever it was would catch the Golden Snitch as soon as possible and end the game.
Only Levin, with his Eagle Eye and Dark Vision, was able to see through the layers of rain and fog and watch this unique competition without any obstruction.
A clap of thunder was followed by a forked lightning bolt, and the situation became increasingly dangerous.
Another flash of lightning illuminated the stands, and Levin spotted an unexpected figure on the opposite side: the silhouette of a huge black dog covered in coarse hair, clearly visible against the sky, sitting in an empty row of seats on the highest level of the stands.
"They discovered something strange about the gold. A silence of fear had fallen over the stepped stands around the track; the wind, though still as strong as ever, had forgotten to howl, as if someone had turned it off."
Then, a familiar yet terrifying chill swept over Levin.
He immediately realized what had happened.
The Soul-Destroying Monster has arrived.
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Chapter 206 The Guardian Legion Battles the Dementors
"Dementors! They're in the sky! The players are in danger... Bring him back!" Levin heard Penelope shout.
As if to prove her words,
The next moment, Harry's figure trembled high in the air.
Then suddenly it fell from the sky.
Hundreds of young wizards in the audience witnessed this scene.
Suddenly, hordes of Dementors descended from the sky, a dark, menacing mass, even darker than storm clouds.
A bone-chilling cold, emanating from the very depths of their being, caused countless young wizards to let out piercing screams.
"My God! It really is a Dementor!"
"How did they get here?!"
"Harry! He fell from the sky!"
"Help!"
In an instant, the entire Quidditch arena descended into chaos, filled with screams, cries, and angry shouts—a cacophony of sounds.
In this situation, Levin had no choice but to stand up, look at the Dementors floating in the sky, and prepare to fight.
Although he already knew this plot from the original book, he still couldn't suppress his anger towards the Ministry of Magic when he experienced it firsthand.
Ultimately, this matter stems from the Ministry of Magic's negligence:
They carelessly sent out Dementors on a capture mission without considering their food needs at all.
In Azkaban, there are stable food sources everywhere.
But what should you do when you're on a mission outside?
We can't exactly order takeout, can we?
So, it's no wonder that a hungry Dementor would run into trouble when it encountered a place like Gewarts where "food" was everywhere!
The Dementors' attack on the young wizard was certainly their fault.
But the Ministry of Magic should have known about the nature of Dementors long ago.
They're just ignorant dementors, but the Ministry of Magic is ignorant too?
Sure enough, today they suddenly sensed the joy permeating the Quidditch arena.
With the pretext of hunting Sirius Black, the Dementors naturally couldn't hold back any longer.
As for Harry, Levin doesn't need to worry about his safety.
Because there are people who are more worried than him.
Before Professor McGonagall could even react, Harry's descent had already slowed.
Levin glanced at the Slytherin stands out of the corner of his eye.
Sure enough, Snape, with a gloomy face, was wearing a black raincoat and pointing his wand at Harry—he was the one who had just cast the Shock Absorption spell.
Immediately afterwards, Lady Hooch, acting as the referee, rode her broomstick and appeared to see Snape raising his wand as if to cast a spell, but then hesitated and didn't act...
Perhaps he was worried about the scene of his stag guardian spirit being seen by someone and dying.
However, he didn't actually need to take action.
Because the current crisis is precisely the practical lesson Levin had prepared in advance.
It is also the best advertisement for the study group.
How could he possibly tolerate this clique that recruited members being limited to Ravenclaw?
"All Ravenclaws, calm down immediately and return to your seats—I will guarantee your safety! Trust me, Dementors are nothing to fear!"
Levin's booming voice, amplified by the [Illusory Sound] spell, resounded throughout the stands, immediately stunning the eaglets.
The chaos in Ravenclaw immediately subsided considerably; the headless eaglets seemed to have found their leader and began to do as he said.
Levin glanced at Penelope, the student council president who had been trying to maintain order, but few people had responded to her.
Now, having received Levin's signal, she immediately began to perform her duties, and this time the eaglets cooperated much better.
Order under a state of emergency requires extreme violence as a guarantee of security.
Then, Levin called out loudly, "All members of the study groups, please stand up, take out your wands, and prepare to follow my instructions. Consider today an extra practical lesson!"
"Yay!"
Almost half of the young wizards in the Ravenclaw stands stood up.
The study group has had three lessons so far, and many members have learned the [Guardian Charm]. Most of them can at least catalyze a wisp of silver mist, proving Levin's teaching ability.
As each lesson went by, Levin, as the teacher, established absolute authority in their minds.
Now, upon hearing Levin's command, not a single junior wizard hesitated, as if they were facing merely a Boggart in disguise.
However, Levin knew very well that very few of his mediocre subordinates would actually be able to unleash the Guardian Charm under such harsh conditions.
But if this were to actually happen, it would be a huge blow to people's confidence.
Fortunately, Levin has a cheat code.
"Aiwu, now it's up to you. Make them happy."
"Leave it to me!" The little dragon flapped its wings and jumped onto Levin's head, suddenly asking, "Um... can I sing that new song you taught me?"
"Of course, it's up to you."
The Carnival Dragon is not only a dragon, but also a great performing artist, and Aiwu, in its embryonic dragon form, naturally aspires to develop in this direction.
Therefore, learning various arts and music is also one of her daily pastimes.
As the owner, how could Levin not support Xiaolong's acting career?
So he often taught Xiaolong the works of later generations, which pleased her greatly.
For example, this one:
"My tattered wooden box, overflowing with withered flowers, can't hold light and soil, or fresh wishes..."
"If I could fly, I would go to a high place, cast a net of dreams, and collect the echoes of love."
Ai Wu's tender and clear voice, accompanied by a beautiful melody, resounded under the dark sky, as if a musician had lit up a patch of life in the boundless darkness.
The eaglets seemed to see tiny sprites, no taller than their knees, surrounding them, singing and dancing. The emptiness and darkness brought by the Dementors were filled again, and the purest joy of childhood welled up within them.
"Then, follow me, [Guardian Angel]!"
Levin chanted an incantation, and a silver, fully grown carnival dragon materialized from the tip of his staff, flapping its wings and flying towards the dark mass of Dementors.
This Carnival Dragon Guardian wasn't the miniature version shown in the group tutorial; it was the actual size of an adult Carnival Dragon, a full ten meters long with a wingspan of seven or eight meters. Compared to the Dementors, it was undoubtedly a colossal creature.
Therefore, even though it was the only guardian deity facing hundreds of Dementors, it still appeared incredibly powerful.
The appearance of the Carnival Dragon Guardian inspired the young Ravenclaw wizards, who followed Levin and chanted spells:
"【Guardian Deity】--"
With the blessing of Ai Wu's song, nearly half of the young wizards successfully cast their guardian spirits, and most of the others also successfully exhaled a cloud of silver mist.
Suddenly, the entire Ravenclaw stands transformed into a zoo, filled with swans, rabbits, foxes, deer, eagles…
Various guardian spirits circled in the stands, then followed behind the wings of the Carnival Dragon, charging towards the Dementors.
Everyone's attention was drawn to this silvery sea.
Faced with the onslaught of the Guardians, the Dementors crumbled almost instantly.
The leading carnival dragon opened its mouth and emitted a silver breath. The dragon's breath swept over, scaring the Dementors into scattering and fleeing. However, two Dementors were unable to escape in time and were covered by the dragon's breath, disintegrating and disappearing in the ripples.
The breath of the Carnival Dragon Guardian can actually kill a Dementor?!
Dementors who have never had a concept of death can actually be killed!
What happened on the Quidditch pitch not only shocked the professors who knew about Dementors, but also terrified the other Dementors.
They finally gave up hunting, refusing to stay in this terrible place any longer, and flew off towards the edge of the stadium.
The Dementors near the Ravenclaw stands were all driven away.
But it's not over yet.
Levin controlled the Carnival Dragon Guardian, which flew towards the other stands, with the Eagles' Guardian following closely behind.
Meanwhile, in the Ravenclaw stands, the young wizards who had failed to summon their Patronus were also encouraged by this scene. They chanted the incantation again and again, and new Patronus kept appearing and joining the ranks of the others.
Just as Levin thought, the key to casting spells, besides incantations and emotions, is also faith.
Only a wizard who believes he can successfully cast a spell can do so.
In the case of group spellcasting, the success of a companion can easily build the participants' confidence.