The Humanoid Guardian Deity

Snape stood in the corner of the classroom, staring blankly at the scene before him.

Owls, Phoenix, Unicorn, snakes, Niffler... more than a dozen different Patronus fly, walk, hover, or perch in the classroom, each with its own unique shape and size.

It includes both ordinary animals and Magical Creatures.

Their form is unstable; sometimes a part of their bodies turns into mist, constantly shifting between the intangible and the tangible, as if they are about to dissipate and then re-condense at any moment.

As his gaze swept over the silvery-white creatures, Snape's lips twitched slightly.

The largest of the Patronus is a snake.

Its long body coiled several times around the classroom, its silvery-white scales shimmering faintly.

Its body inevitably came into contact with and was pressed against the barrier on the wall. Each time it touched the barrier, a ripple would appear, as if it were struggling to bear something.

When this giant serpent first appeared, its exaggerated size led Snape to believe it resembled Basilisk.

However, upon closer inspection, it was found that this was not the case.

Based on its physical characteristics, Snape was also unable to determine what species the snake belonged to.

Was it some kind of extinct ancient snake? Or some rare Magical Creatures?

Snape couldn't understand it.

The Patronus Charm is a very ancient form of magic; throughout all the years of records, no wizard has ever possessed multiple Patronus.

No matter how rare the image of the Patronus —whether it's Magical Creatures, an extinct ancient being, or even a legendary Giant —those wizards only have one Patronus.

One statue.

Not a group.

He looked at Lucien, who was surrounded by more than a dozen Patronus. The boy stood quietly with his eyes closed, and the silvery-white light around him cast flickering spots of light on his face.

Snape suddenly remembered a sentence he had mentioned when he first taught Lucien the Patronus Charm: "Do not reveal your Patronus to others casually, because everyone's Patronus image is fixed and rarely changes."

Releasing Patronus indiscriminately would expose the wizard's own identity.

Now that's great, with so many Patronus, Lucien doesn't need to worry about the Patronus ' appearances giving him away.

The Patronus does not have a physical form in the true sense; it is composed of invisible mist.

These silvery-white creatures, each with a different shape, even overlapped and intertwined with each other, as if they were originally one.

That's why they were able to squeeze together in this not-so-spacious classroom.

Snape peered at Lucien through the gaps between the Patronus' bodies.

The silvery-white mist surrounding Lucien was slowly dissipating, like the receding tide, gradually receding.

Enveloped in the final layer of mist, Snape vaguely saw something.

Disheveled, short, silvery-white hair; an ethereal hem of clothing; a vaguely discernible silhouette...

one person?

A humanoid Patronus?

Snape was very familiar with the Patronus Charm, almost instantly thought of a specific example.

The ancient Greek sorcerer Andros was able to summon Patronus in the form of Giant.

Legend has it that Andros's Patronus is in Andros's own form, but it stands over ten meters tall, no less imposing than the Giant.

Moreover, Andros's Patronus is so powerful that it can be used directly in combat, not just for dealing with dark creatures like Dementor.

But that was in ancient times, and the records are so vague they resemble myths and legends.

Snape blinked instinctively.

In the blink of an eye, the "human Patronus" that was standing in front of Lucien with his back to him disappeared.

The silvery-white outline, like smoke dispersed by the wind, Silencio blended into the air.

As if it were just Snape's imagination, his dark eyes narrowed slightly as he surveyed the other Patronus in the room.

The owl is still flying, the snake is still coiling... there's no sign of it dissipating.

The fog was still there, but it was much thinner than before.

At the same time, Lucien, who was surrounded by the Patronus, slowly opened his eyes.

A silver glint gradually dissipated from his dark green eyes, as if something was burning deep within them. His gaze naturally fell upon Snape in the corner.

"The soul is even more colorful when viewed this way."