I'm Waiting for the One Destined to Find Me
The Dementor drifted in like a surging tide, only to be thrown into chaos by William's dozen or so large rockets.
The second volley of arrows rained down, with only slight pauses before being fired horizontally again.
From afar, the billowing flames resembled William's freehand sketching, splashing red gold paint onto the canvas.
Blooming amidst carnage, like a flower at dawn, he perfectly embodies what is meant by... the violent aesthetics of a wizard.
Compared to the lush, simple, and brutal Avada Kedavra, this is infinitely more dazzling!
The Dementor leader pursed its lips, emitting a sharp, angry hissing sound.
Death Eaters must be eradicated at all times; there's no other way. Life without Death Eaters is truly good life!
But they can't be wiped out immediately... As long as Black remains at large, the Dementor can roam freely for another day.
Only in this way can they secretly reproduce.
It's not just wizards who slack off; Dementor do too.
But in the past six months, they've been going to France and Spain, working themselves to the bone to reproduce, which has allowed them to increase their population size somewhat.
In the blink of an eye, nearly twenty Dementor had already fallen to the ground.
Once touched by the phoenix flames, they are quickly consumed.
Sensing the terrifying, one-sided slaughter on the battlefield, the leader commanded, "Retreat! Get away from the flames!"
It planned to use the advantageous terrain around it to wage guerrilla warfare.
The circular formation that had been entangled with William and Hermione immediately retreated.
William remained expressionless, and a magic wand appeared in his left hand seemingly out of nowhere.
With two staffs in hand, he used one to wield arrows and slay Dementor, and with the other, he unleashed four silver sea eagles.
Hermione waved her wand, and another silver swan appeared.
Five Patronus, intertwined and rushing forward like leaping koi carp, drew arcs in the air as they pounced on the fleeing Dementor.
The Little Black Robe, which had been imprisoned, turned tail and ran as soon as it saw the situation was bad, but after being starved for months, it couldn't run fast.
It had only flown a dozen meters when two eagles surged in from one behind, ignoring it and ramming into it wildly.
The Little Black Robe was hit several powerful rocket-shaped headbutts and crashed into a pile of rubbish, smashing several statues of the United Kingdom Queen.
"Where do you think you're going, Little Black?" William walked over slowly, looking at it with a half-smile.
"Dahei is lost, you can't leave me too. Otherwise, how lonely will the Basilisk and those Matagot be?"
The Little Black Robe seemed struck by lightning; his thin body began to tremble violently uncontrollably, his withered fingers clenching so tightly they dug into his silvery-gray skin.
But it didn't notice, because upon seeing William, it instantly forgot the sting and felt only fear.
William laughed and said, "We're all old friends. Lead the way. Your companions are scattered all over the room."
Without your perception, it would take me a while to find them one by one.
I guess you'd like them to keep you company, right?
The Little Black Robe desperately wished that, at this critical moment, he could straighten his back, open his mouth, and give the young Dark Lord before him a Dementor's Kiss.
Even if it could utter a single, forceful word, it would be fine. But even it itself noticed that its lips were trembling when it opened its mouth.
William looked him up and down, then sighed softly.
That Dementor is useless!
There's no future in it.
William wanted to hone it further, perhaps even sending it back to the Dementor as a spy, and ideally, making it the leader.
In this way, William could remotely control a dark army, just like the Werewolf Mormont.
Unexpectedly, instead of being ground into a needle, the iron rod broke.
It's useless!
With the help of the Little Black Robe guide, William and Hermione continue to eliminate the Dementor in the Room of Requirement.
William did not apply the law of decimation, but rather the law of decimation.
Of the more than two hundred Dementor, he only needed about twenty. He wiped out the rest.
William and Hermione walked and stopped frequently, using the Safety Watch to carry many Potions. When their magic ran out, they would replenish it.
Replenishing mana is like moisturizing; you can't do it too frequently, but you absolutely can't skimp on it if you want it to stay hydrated.
Fawkes's flames, like beacon towers, lit up everything along its path.
William was particularly careful about isolation, separating out a pile of trash each time he lit a fire to prevent the entire house from burning down.
After all, arson is a capital offense and can land you in jail for life.
This went on and on, endlessly, making for a truly exhilarating and satisfying battle.
But William and Hermione soon realized something was wrong; the Dementor were consuming energy too quickly.
At least two hundred Dementor were brought in, but less than one hundred were killed; the rest seemed to have vanished into thin air.
William soon found out the reason.
A Dementor, a full five meters tall, stood amidst a pile of wrecked airplanes. The helicopter was so large that it barely blocked its view.
The enormous Dementor seized Fate, the leader of the Dementor, by the back of its neck.
It opened its mouth wide, inhaled rapidly, and the Dementor leader turned into a wisp of black smoke, which it swallowed whole.
It seems that it became so enormous because it absorbed too many Dementor.
The giant Dementor suddenly turned its head, glanced at William and Hermione, and licked its lips, as if Dumbledore Sherbet Lemon and was drooling with envy.
"A young wizard from Hogwarts?"
A hoarse voice rang out; it wasn't the Dementor's voice, but rather seemed to come from the top of its head.
William glanced around and caught sight of a Scabbers Diadem on the Dementor's head.
Clearly, the Dementor ' abnormality was caused by this tattered Diadem.
William immediately thought of the Sorting Hat, followed by Tom's Diary.
"Who are you?"
"Child, do you know what the Sorting Hat is?" the hoarse voice asked.
"I know, I get along with it quite well. Apart from being a bit talkative, having a rascally temperament, a bad temper, and being unclean... everything else about the Sorting Hat is great," William said.
The hoarse voice paused for a moment, then continued, "It's good that you know about the Sorting Hat."
I am Ravenclaw's Diadem, similar to the Sorting Hat; I am Ravenclaw's will.
"Really?" William looked incredulous, then his face lit up with elation.
"That's wonderful! I heard the Ravenclaw's Diadem has been missing for a thousand years."
"Actually, I wasn't lost," the Diadem said. "I was placed here by Ravenclaw, waiting for her successor to arrive."
"So, are we destined to be together?"
Hermione was about to say something when William grabbed her hand and asked loudly.
"It's hard to say; you'll have to pass my test."
What kind of test?
"Put on the Ravenclaw's Diadem, open your souls, and I will know whether you are the heirs of Ravenclaw." The Diadem whispered.
"As long as you are, I will impart the wisdom of Ravenclaw to you."
"Alright!" William gestured for Hermione to stay where she was, and he slowly walked over.
The Dementor slid over as well. It was enormous, but its speed was by no means slow.
The two sides were less than five meters apart.
William suddenly raised his wand, a silver eagle, and pressed it against the Dementor's forehead.
The Dementor flew backward like a kite with a broken string, continuing backward until its body crashed into a pile of garbage, creating a huge dent.
It resembles a tomb.
"I just told you I'm very close to the Sorting Hat. Did you think I was joking?"
The Sorting Hat never said that Ravenclaw's Diadem also bears the will of Ravenclaw.
"And besides, do I need your approval, you old liar, to acknowledge my status Ravenclaw successor?"
William touched the Ravenclaw Bronze Ring on his collar and scoffed.
"Are you worthy?!"
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