บท 219: Chapter 219: Containment and Destruction
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"Dialogue"
'Thoughts'
-Author notes-
Chapter 219: Containment and Destruction
Harry approached the rails of the stands.'I'm going to need a broom…'
He spotted several players flying very close to the ground. They all seemed to be instinctively trying to get as far away as possible from that black cloud.
"Accio!" He targeted the broom of the player closest to the grassy field, who just so happened to be one of the Weasley twins.
The broom flew from under the boy, and it fell to the ground with a loud 'thud'.
'Sorry, Fred… or George. But it is for a good cause.' He was sure that the twins wouldn't be too mad with him if they knew he did it to save their little sister.
The Weasley broom stopped right in front of him and remained floating in the air, so Harry jumped over the rails and mounted the broom.
"Harry?! What are you doing?" Hermione was the first one to call to him.
Neville and the rest of his classmates were also looking at him with a mixture of confusion and surprise.
"Hey, that's my brother's broom!" Ron shouted at him while pointing at the broom.
"Harry!" Lyra called.
He did not have time to stay here and explain his actions to them. Dementors only need a few seconds to take someone's soul after all.
The broom levitated for a moment before speeding up towards the cloud.
He heard some of the players trying to warn him not to go there, but he did not slow down his approach.
Harry aimed his wand upwards once he was close enough. "Expecto Patronum!"
A gigantic white stag came into existence and flew directly into the dark clouds with clear orders to follow.
Meanwhile, he circled around the mass of dementors. Despite the massive size of this cloud, Harry could see clearly that all the dementors were concentrated in the middle, where the cloud was at its darkest. The rest was just a side effect caused by their presence.
He was completely confident that his patronus could handle those low-rank demons and protect Ginny without issues. But then, if those guys became frightened, they would try to escape by flying everywhere.
This would put everyone standing in the immediate vicinity in danger, including his mother and sister.
To prevent it, he had to create something that would contain the creatures in place.
When he arrived at the top of the cloud, it was already starting to disperse, making it easier to see what was going on inside it.
He noticed the small lights that represented the dementors were starting to move away from the center in an attempt to escape from his Patronus.
"Like I'm going to let you leave just like that…"
Most people in the wizardly world were terrified of dementors because they lacked understanding of these creatures.
They saw them as scary monsters that eat souls and were impossible to kill. And that statement was not entirely wrong… but there is a lot more to it.
Harry knew their true nature as well as the place where they came from.
To him, dementors were nothing more than low-rank demons with some basics on soul-type magic. They were slow, clumsy, and extremely vulnerable to any magic that was based on positive feelings, as well as magic based on the Sacrum spectrum.
All demons shared these weaknesses to different degrees. Because of this reason, these types of magic were the most researched ones back in his world.
Many advances were made during the several decades the war with the demons lasted. Many new spells were developed, and even new sources of magic were discovered during this period of time.
"Expecto… Custodia!"
A large number of white chains seemed to appear out of nowhere and started surrounding the dementors while preventing their escape.
This had no negative effect on Ginny, so she was able to pass in between the chains with no issue and escape from the cloud.
The white stag remained at her side, acting like a protector and dispelling the negative lingering effects of being exposed to the dementors.
The demons flew as fast as they could and tried to escape his containment, but as soon as they got too close to the chains, they would be pushed back while suffering serious damage.
The chains acted like a patronus. The positive energy emitted by them was like a potent poison for these creatures.
But that alone was not going to be enough to destroy them.
Harry pulled his metallic staff and lifted it above his head before closing his eyes. The type of magic was, without a doubt, the most difficult one for him to use because he had zero affinity with it. If it wasn't because he had practiced it for so long, he would never be able to use it at all.
The staff changed forms until it became a long spear while maintaining its metallic material.
The entire spear started to shine brightly until it appeared to be made completely out of light, a very intense white light that emanated a sense of warmth and safety to those close by.
He opened his eyes… instead of the usual bright green color, they had taken a very light blue one, making them almost seem completely white. This was an effect of channeling this type of energy through his body.
Magic was used to pull it here and manipulate it to create spells, but the energy itself was not magical in nature. It was something… not from this world.
"Sacrum Hastae…"
Under his command, the spear started to shine brighter as it grew in size and power. Magic with positive feelings is capable of hurting and containing demons.
But this one… can obliterate their vessel and send them back to the Netherworld while also inflicting grievous injuries on their very own souls, preventing their return for a long time.
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