The Legend of Harry Potter Schoolmaster

"Death is like the wind, always with me."

"The long road is long, only the sword is my companion."

"And go with the wind..."

"Even with supernatural sins;"

"But he didn't lose his mind."

"There are three things in life that must be done: be happy, be happy, and be happy."

"Leaves' life is just for happiness, right?"

At this moment, Jon felt it, and felt as if he was sinking into that bloody canyon.

He became an indomitable Ionian warrior, an agile swordsman in the wind... With a long sword in hand, he walked with the wind, walking in the blood and blood on the top of the canyon; the wind passed without a trace, and the sword passed silent.

The tenacious soldiers were elegantly slaughtered by him; the gray screen again and again could not stop him.

Even if the enemy army is already on the high ground, even if the comrades in arms are talking sweetly, even if the data of 0/20/0 is so conspicuous...

"Glory is in the heart, not in the form."

"My original intention will never be forgotten."

He murmured: "As long as my E is fast enough, the question mark of my teammates can't catch up with me..."

...

Jon Hart opened his eyes and woke up from this false but real memory.

At this moment, a wonderful emotion swirled in his mind...

A joy born from the heart, unstoppable, unchangeable joy...

He raised his green bamboo wand and aimed at the open space in front of him:

"Expecto patronum!"

At this moment, his voice was full of confidence, without the slightest hesitation or hesitation.

Dazzling silver light appeared at the end of his wand.

The whole room seemed to be surrounded by this silver light, filled with a warm atmosphere.

Then, a huge silver shadow shot out from the end of his wand... and slowly condensed into shape.

Jon felt his legs suddenly become too soft; the right hand holding the wand also began to tremble a little... The silver light continued to spray from the end of the wand, and the image of the Patronus became more and more obvious.

Jon gritted his teeth, not letting his weakness interrupt his spellcasting.

Finally, the wand stopped spraying silver light, and the silver shadow began to shrink a little bit.

Getting smaller and smaller... and finally becoming an animal about the size of Professor McGonagall in cat form.

It looks like a juvenile bear, but there are obvious shades of body color.

It is small, but has a plump body and a round head and short tail... It slowly climbed to Jon's feet, then hugged his calf, stuck out its tongue, and licked it affectionately a few times.

It's like being pranked!

For a split second, Jon almost felt... something brushed against his calf, itchy, soft, but not like an illusion.

"Woo... woo... woo..." The Patronus made a strange cry.

There was no doubt that Jon had discerned what animal his Patronus was: a small iron-eating beast; or, rather, a baby panda.

"Don't huddle with me!" Jon ordered hard.

The Patronus made an unhappy cry, and then reluctantly released the arms that were holding Jon's calf.

Under Jon's order, it began to walk slowly towards the balcony... Jon Xiao wanted to try his control over the Patronus.

It's a pity that there are no Dementors or Boggarts here, otherwise, you can try the strength of this 4X-level magical animal patron saint.

Every time the Patronus took a step forward, Jon felt something disappear from his body... His calf started to go weak again and his arms were shaking again.

It's just manipulating the action of the Patronus, but it consumes so much.

Jon felt a little out of control... While shivering, he tried to take the Patronus back.

However, something unexpected happened...

"Bang!" Only a loud bang was heard.

The Patronus exploded, turned back into countless silver lights, and returned to Jon's bamboo wand.

Its powerful impact pushed Jon to the wardrobe behind him!

"Damn, the magic is out of control!" Jon struggled to get up from the ground.

This is the first time in his life that his magic power is out of control.

"Why hasn't anyone told me that the Patronus will explode?"

I glanced at the balcony that had been turned into a rubble due to the explosion, and the wall with a big hole blown out alive.

"Oops, something happened!"

...

The situation is urgent now.

The loud explosion just now could be heard by anyone except the deaf.

Sure enough, there were cluttered footsteps outside the door; the hotel staff, as well as the passengers in the next room, all hurried towards this side.

What should I do?

If it was somewhere else, maybe he could find a reason, lose some money, and prevaricate it; but here is less than 100 yards from the Leaky Cauldron, and the wizards in the Leaky Cauldron and Diagon Alley can obviously hear the explosion just now. sound.

In case any nosy wizard, or a staff member of the Ministry of Magic, happened to come over and take a look... Didn't he get caught on the spot.

The use of magic by underage wizards, plus the use of magic in front of Muggles... these two points are enough to enter Azkaban on their own!

"Mr. Wrynn, open the door!" The voice of the previous waitress came from outside the door.

"Why didn't you respond? Couldn't it be an injury... Hurry up and smash the door open!" a middle-aged man shouted.

Jon once again realized something very bad... In this hotel, he has always been in the image of "Anduin-Wrynn"; but now, he is the original appearance, not transformed.

Hurry up to take the compound decoction? It's too late. It takes about a minute for the transformation of the compound decoction. During this time, the wizard is extremely vulnerable. If those people outside smash the door open during this period, and the transformation process is discovered by them, wouldn't it be more disastrous.

The only good news... just in preparation for the waiter to tidy up the room, all my belongings were stuffed into that large-capacity backpack.

There was only one last way... Jon grabbed his backpack and wand and ran to the blasted hole in the balcony wall.

He is very small, so it is not a problem to get in.

But there is a small problem, my room is located on the 14th floor, and in front of the balcony, it is only a small four-story flat.

A difference of ten floors...

Jon took a deep breath and jumped.

Flying through the air, he recalled for the last time what Professor Flitwick had said in class:

"The wand needs a wave, a shake..."

He aimed at the ground and shouted softly.

"Wingardium Leviosa!"