The transcendent successor of Harry Potter

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Finally, Wilkes got his wish and saw a group of dementors, he drew his wand and flew towards the group of dementors.

As soon as he got closer, he shouted loudly.

“Shout God Guard!” A snow-white lion suddenly popped out and appeared in the sky, pounced on the dementor, and the dementor that was hit fell silently from the sky to the ground.

Wilkes repeated this action a few times, looked down, and saw that there were already several dementors scattered on the ground, some were directly scattered, and some were still struggling.

Seeing that the harvest was quite fruitful, Wilkes no longer lingered on the battlefield, but slowly floated to the ground, trying to capture those dementors who were still alive.

Strangely, Wilkes couldn’t fit the monsters into the ring in his left hand anyway.

In desperation, Wilkes tried to tear the void again, trying to fit the dementors into his space.

But after several more attempts, they still failed, those dementors were ethereal, like air, there was no way to touch them with their hands, and seeing that the dementors who were still dying just now had gradually absorbed the energy from the nearby prisoners and slowly improved.

These dementors are no better than those Hinkpunks they just met, they have no psychic intelligence, they only know how to attack. So they just got better, floated, and gathered on Wilkes again.

Seeing this scene, Wilkes had to ride a broom and leave first, along the way he felt a little chagrin, obviously he could defeat the dementors, but there was no suitable container to put them in, let him how to complete this task, although with his current net worth, he can no longer do this kind of task, but Galleon this kind of thing, in the end, the better.

Wilkes pondered the question all the way about what exactly could be used to imprison a spirit like a dementor.

It’s still early, Wilkes doesn’t want to go home just like that, but there is really nowhere to go, these days, Wilkes has been riding a broom in order to be low-key, giving up his speeding car, but Wilkes feels that he has become more and more fond of this feeling.

Like most wizards, Wilkes flew to Overturned Alley on a broomstick, and on the journey just now, he had already thought of his next purpose and left Ho. The most inconvenient point is the loss of Hogwarts’ library with a huge collection of books, which makes Wilkes lose a source of information. So now Wilkes decided to go to a bookstore and see if he could find a few books that would work for him.

Although he can also go to Diagon Alley, Wei Ming must not find what he is looking for in the Lichen Bookstore.

The overturned alley was still as dilapidated, the gray and black walls brought an extremely oppressive atmosphere, and the streets were full of hurried wizards, one by one.

“Heart to the bone!”

Suddenly, a bearded man raised his wand and cast an unforgivable curse at a drunk man on the side of the road.

The cursed drunk suddenly rolled on the ground, and although Wilkes had never felt the power of the Bone Drilling Curse himself, he knew that it was an unbearable pain for ordinary people, and many dark wizards liked to use this spell to torture their enemies.

The wizards passing by on the street all ignored this kind of attack, and they all walked by indifferently, without even looking at the drunk man.

Originally, Wilkes was not interested in this matter, but he was a little curious about why someone would attack a drunk on the street.

Some magicians do something wrong for a while, owe huge amounts of galleons, or the prisoners released from Azkaban can’t find a place to work and can’t return to the Muggle world, so they become drunks.

There are many such people, and Wilkes does not think they have any value worth attacking.

“Orosai, let me ask you one last time, where did you hide that book, it is the property of the Ministry of Magic, you better not lie, I know in my heart that it must be yours!”

I saw the bearded wizard grabbing the drunk’s collar fiercely and questioning viciously.

“I said, that… This book is not with me, you wronged me and locked me up, and now, I, I have fallen to this point, what do you think will be hidden in people like me? ”

The drunk man said this inarticulately as he rolled back and forth on the ground due to pain.

The Ministry of Magic locked up and an unknown book.

Wilkes captured this useful information at once, and he couldn’t help but slowly stop himself.

The bearded wizard blushed his eyes and whispered in the ear of the drunk man called Orosai.

“Listen, Orosse, you used to be one of us, even the best, while I still have a little respect for you and my seniors, you better answer my question I want to know as soon as possible, otherwise I will send you to Merlin now!” _

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