Shadow of the Beautiful World

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"Huh, Harry! Harry, come and see!"

In the early morning of the third day, Ron in pajamas rubbed his eyes and walked out of the room, looking down to see the black and white kitten squatting at the door of the house. Ron squatted down and stared at the cat for a few seconds. He suddenly rushed to the door of another house and knocked on the door.

After a moment, Harry opened the door and looked at Ron with his eyes rubbed.

"what happened?"

"Look at that cat!"

Ron pointed to the little cat in the corridor and said to Harry:

"Look at its eyes, the pattern is exactly the same as Professor McGonagall became a kitten! It's a pattern much like a spectacle frame."

"Really?"

Harry was also interested. He crouched down and looked at the cat.

The cat was also watching him, screaming meowingly, as if to convey some information, but unfortunately neither Harry nor Ron could understand the cat's language.

"You said, would this be Professor McGonagall?"

Harry said to Ron suddenly, and the cat was immediately excited.

"Harry, you really are a smart boy!"

Professor McGonagall felt a joy in her heart. She meowed:

"Hurry up and use your wand to contact Dumbledore! There is a weird magical creature! Get out of here!"

"No, how is it possible?"

Ron said to Harry:

"Professor McGonagall is still in Britain! How could she come to the United States with us? Don't think about it, this must be a cat raised by Mr. Merlin. He likes cats. You see he even has ugly cats like Crookshanks. I like it so much."

"So what you said."

Harry nodded, and Ron made sense. Professor McGonagall's generation was old-fashioned wizards, and they would not easily leave Britain at the request of the Ministry of Magic.

"Let's go and find Eric. We said yes today. We'll go to his school to see it."

Ron pulled Harry and ran down the stairs. Leaving poor Professor McGonagall on the second floor, the black and white kitten lay beside the railing and stared at Ron, her heart echoed with anger.

Ron! Stinky boy!

Don't think about it in your morphing course next semester!

Downstairs, Merlin was greeting the children for breakfast, but when Ginny did not appear this morning, he said to Ron:

"What's wrong with your sister?"

"Oh, Ginny said last night that she was a little uncomfortable."

Ron bit the bread and said to Merlin:

"Maybe it was the air-conditioning machine yesterday, what was it called? Air conditioning? It made her a little bit cold."

"Ok?"

Merlin frowned, he said:

"Then take Ginny to the hospital."

"It's okay, Ginny drank some potion. It was brought to us by our mother. She configured it by herself, as long as it's a while, then..."

Ron spoke, but Harry stepped on the foot fiercely under the table. Ron realized that he was wrong again.

He looked at Eric, who had some unknown reasons, and he hurriedly explained:

"Oh, I mean, we brought cold medicine ourselves and we don't need to go to the hospital."

Merlin stood up, walked to the second floor, and knocked on the door of Ginny's room. After a while, the pale girl opened the door for Merlin.

"Are you all right, Ginny?"

Merlin asked, stretched out his hand, and put it on Ginny's forehead. He said seriously to Ginny:

"Changing clothes, we go to the hospital."

"It's okay, Merlin, I took the potion."

Ginny didn’t want to trouble Merlin, but as her temporary guardian, she finally failed to persuade Merlin. She could only change her clothes. After waiting for Hermione to return, the children took the babysitter again and went to the nearest hospital.

Halfway through, Merlin put Harry, Ron and Eric at the gate of St. Agnes Abbey. He told the children to:

"You just go around in St. Matthew's Church. Children, I took Ginny to the doctor. We will be back in a moment."

"Call me when something happens, okay?"

"Go busy, Merlin."

Eric in a casual shirt waved to Merlin:

"I will take care of my new friends!"

Merlin nodded, and he was still relieved of Eric, the child had a mature temperament far more than his peers.

He drove Ginny and Hermione out of St. Matthew’s Church, and the three children waved towards them. After Merlin’s car disappeared, Eric took Ron and Harry to his dormitory, and from A box full of comics was taken under the bed.

He said to Harry and Ron:

"This is my treasure."

"It's very interesting, like a pictorial that children read"

Ron picked up the comic and turned a few pages. His story was interesting, but he was puzzled by the picture fixed on the page. He grabbed his hair and said to Eric:

"But why don't these characters move?"

"Ron! This is Ma... I mean, that's how comics are!"

Harry took a comic and knocked on Ron's head. He said:

"Dali has comic books, I have seen them, although he never let me read them."

"Dali is your cousin, right?"

Eric sat aside, a flash of anger flashed across his face, he waved his fist and said to Harry:

"If I were you, I would beat him hard! It was too much."

"He is too much."

Harry looked down at the cartoon that told the story of Captain America Steve in World War II. He said softly:

"But he is my cousin after all."

"Then you are really a little angel."

Eric glanced at Harry, and he shook his head:

"I taught me the truth from a young life, Harry, you don't fight back when you are bullied, they will only bully more. I'm not letting you hurt him, just a small lesson."

"I feel so too."

Ron was lying on Eric's bed. He quickly read the comics. The wizard's ability gave him super memory. A comic could be read in just a few minutes.

He said to Harry sitting cross-legged on the ground:

"Sometimes you are too used to your uncle and aunt, your parents are really big people, you don't need to look at their eyes. Huh, why is the room suddenly so cold...Eric, you turn on the air conditioner Yet?"

"No."

Eric shook his body. He looked at the surrounding walls. He said:

"It's strange, it's summer, how can it be so cold."

Harry looked up. He looked at the window in front of him. He stood up sharply and rushed to the window. The sky, which was supposed to be bright and sunny, suddenly became overcast, and the cold and strange wind whistled move.

To make matters worse, a weak layer of frost had spread on the windows in front of the children.

This is obviously not normal!

"What's wrong? Harry!"

Ron also realized that the problem was wrong, and he subconsciously wanted to draw his wand, but taking care of Eric around him, he stopped the movement abruptly.

He ran to Harry and raised his head with Harry, looking at the dark cloud sky above him.

He could see that in the hazy clouds, there were several looming black shadows flying around.

"what!"

Harry saw the weird things, and the lightning scar on the upper left of his forehead began to strangely pain. He whispered to Ron:

"It's dementors...go! Go away! They're coming at us!"

Harry staggered a little, and behind him, Ron ran out of the dormitory, grabbing unknown Eric.

The deep and depressed storm was blowing more and more fiercely, so that the pedestrians on this street have exclaimed. In the sudden cold wind, a burst of people turned back and forth, and three children had already rushed to the monastery Entrance.

In the eyes of little wizards like Harry and Ron, they can clearly see that the three heads are strange, like the legendary **** of death, with a complete upper body, but the lower body is an empty black monster.

They wore a cloak, and their entire bodies were rotten in the water, with scab palms, and their bodies were rotten, full of a desperate and gloomy taste. They screamed, whizzing down from the sky, making an unpleasant roar and rushing towards the three children.

But in the eyes of ordinary people like Eric, there was nothing around him.

He could only feel the cold breath getting more and more infiltrating, and then instinctively followed Harry and Ron to escape.

"Don't look back! Eric!"

In the black wind beating the streets, Harry shouted:

"They will attack your spirit, don't look! Run!"

"Ao"

In the cold wind behind the three people, the three bodies were like monsters stained with nauseous black oil, suspended in mid-air, they roared and rushed to the three children from all directions.

"Come on here!"

At the speed of the children's running, this monster must not be able to run.

Harry, who had encountered Dementors more than once before, knew this very well. He looked around and shouted to Ron and Eric behind him:

"Go to church! Close the door! Hurry!"

The three men rushed into the St. Matthew's church next to the monastery and tried their best to close the church's heavy doors.

This was not a day of prayer. There were not many people in the church. Father Paul was wiping the sculptures in the church, and he saw three children seem to be chased into the church by something.

The priest hurriedly asked:

"Children, are you okay?"

"Father, hurry away!"

When Harry looked back, he saw a dementor appear to be seeping from the wall, glancing in the other direction into the church, just behind the priest. Harry couldn't care about hiding anymore, he pulled out the wand in his pocket and pointed to the black monster that was rushing towards the priest in front of his eyes.

"ExpectoPatronum! (Call God Guard)"

At this moment, in the surprised gaze of Father Paul and Eric, a silver gleam flew from the top of Harry's wand.

They could only see a ray of light, but there was a silver stag beating in the light, and its whole body was composed of bright light with clear and huge antlers, just like the legendary elves.

At the moment when the guardian spirit was summoned, it let out a snarled roar. Under the guidance of Harry's wand, the stag walked through the air, lowered his head, and slammed into it in a striking gesture. Dementors on the body.

Like the sunlight piercing through the shadows, the dementor who had contacted Father Paul issued a terrified scream at the moment of being touched by the guardian spirit, and fled the church in a swirling motion.

Harry's wand flipped over again, and the silver giant deer galloped in the air, and then rushed to the sky behind the three children, driving the three dementors chasing them away again.

Eric looked stunned at the beating beams.

In the eyes of the black boy, Harry at this moment is no longer that silent, even even a weak young man. Under the light of the light, Harry Potter is like a savior in the light. .

The kind of firmness in his eyes made people very moved.

At the same time, on the other side, on the top floor of the hospital in Hell's Kitchen, the serious-looking Merlin appeared in the black mist. He looked at the strange monster trapped in the air by the black mist and unable to escape.

The thing has no face, no eyes, like a dark shadow, covered in oily and smoke-like shells, and looks like a demon gathered by the darkest power, which should have a long mouth. There is a hole in the place, and there is a scream of sternness.

Every time Merlin watched this suddenly appear in the hospital, trying to attack Hermione and Ginny's monster, his mind would recall those negative memories that made people feel bad.

This made Merlin's mood very, very bad.

His palms were raised, and under his indifferent gaze, the dementor trapped in the magic black haze gave a painful scream in the black haze that was getting hotter and hotter like a cloud of flames.

The demon power from the third house is higher than the dark and gloomy monster in terms of energy level and rule level. So urged by Merlin's strangling will, this weird existence seemed to be thrown into the millstone.

This dark monster that can absorb light, little by little, was torn apart in the mad strangling of the scorching black mist and was completely ruined. But under the bad shell, the monster hides a more ugly soul.

Merlin's five fingers snapped together at this moment, and the smoky black mist quickly returned to his body.

In the sunlight that became warm again, Merlin had a smoky stone in his hand, and the thing left by the dementor was sealed by him.

Merlin can't kill such a weird creature...

But he felt that maybe from Harry, he could get some information to deal with these monsters.

If he guessed right, these things should be directed at the children.

He thought about it, picked up his phone and dialed a number.

"Hello, Fury? I'm Merlin. I have something here. I want to let you know... There is a new magic threat in the Hell's Kitchen. I'm dealing with it, but if things don't go well, I might need some help. ."

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