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In a rare collective silence, the Start-of-Term Dinner ended. Everyone was immersed in the shocking news that the Dementors were stationed at the Hogwarts.
As everyone knew, the Dementors were one of the evilest creatures currently known. They appeared in the darkest and dirtiest places in groups. They cheered on corruption and despair, sucking all the peace, hope, and happiness out of the air around them.
If you got too close to a Dementor, any good feelings and happy memories would be sucked away by it.
If it could do that, it would live on you for a long time and eventually make you like it, soulless and evil, leaving you with only the worst memories of your life.
For a long time, these horrible creatures were the guards of the wizard prison, Azkaban. They were responsible for guarding the most evil black wizards in the magic world.
But now, they had come to the Hogwarts. What did this mean?
Everyone seemed to have noticed something, but no one wanted to think about it.
Everyone returned to their respective common rooms in silence. No one spoke, but Elwyn heard many whispers. The names of the Dementors, Azkaban, Sirius Black, Harry, and Potter were mentioned repeatedly. He didn't know if it was an illusion, but he noticed that many people, especially students from wizard families, were subconsciously staying away from Harry. They must have heard something from their parents.
Thirteen years ago, the reason why Sirius Black was captured was not a secret, but no one was willing to mention it.
This kind of depressing atmosphere made Elwyn very uncomfortable. Everyone lacked understanding of the Dementors. It was not a good idea to spread rumors and allow panic to continue spreading. He hesitated for a moment. Seeing that it was still early, he decided to strike while the iron was hot. When all the young wizards were still interested, he would write a few articles about the Dementors.
He told Corin and went straight to the library to search for information.
In the library, the librarian, Mrs. Pins, looked at Elwyn suspiciously. She obviously still had an impression of this child.
In the previous semester, this student had practically flipped through the entire library in a short span of a year. From the simplest introductory spells to the most advanced forbidden spells, the vast majority of the knowledge was not something a child of his age should be able to grasp.
Mrs. Pins shook her head, remembering how she had been in the second grade, unable to do anything but make her wand glow, and this child …
She still remembered the principal's reaction when she told Dumbledore about it.
Dumbledore actually calmly told her not to worry about this matter. He even allowed this child to read the books in the forbidden section. This was simply unbelievable.
As far as Mrs. Pins was concerned, Dumbledore must have gone senile.
She would not be surprised if this child became a Dark Wizard in the future. Look at the books he was looking for this time. They were all related to the Soul Catchers.
Seeing the name of this evil creature, Madam Pincus couldn't help but shiver. This was too terrifying. Which normal second year student would come looking for books on this kind of dark creature on the first day of school?!
Elwyn didn't know that his image in Madam Pincus's eyes had already been equated with that of a Dark Wizard.
When he returned to the common room with a dozen thick magic books in his arms, he found that everyone except Hermione had returned to their bedrooms to sleep.
"You're back!" Hermione raised her head to look at Elwyn and pointed to the steaming cup in front of her. "I heard from Corin that you went to the library to search for information on the Soul Catchers, so I decided to wait for you for a while. This is the hot chocolate I prepared for you!"
"Thank you!" Elwyn gratefully picked up the cup and drank two mouthfuls. This feeling was very good. After a hard night in the library, someone had prepared it for him when he came back.
Before he could swallow the second mouthful, he immediately spat it out, a pained expression on his face. There was no sugar in this cup of hot chocolate. It tasted too bitter.
As if she had already expected this reaction from Elwyn, Hermione giggled. "This thing is very helpful when I need a boost of energy!"
There was a similar cup in front of her, but it had already been half-drunk.
Elwyn forced himself to take another small sip. His stomach churned, but he was indeed more focused. He saw that Hermione was repeatedly marking the time on a piece of parchment paper. Puzzled, he asked, "What are you doing, Hermione?"
"Tidying up my class schedule. You know, I have a lot of classes this semester. I'm scared … "
With the light from the fire, Elwyn saw that Hermione's schedule was filled to the brim.
If he didn't know that Hermione had a time converter, he would have thought that she had mixed up her schedule.
For example, tomorrow morning at nine o 'clock, she had to go to Divination class. At the same time, she had to go to Muggle Research class.
"You've almost filled up all your time!" Elwyn said worriedly. "Don't be silly, Hermione! Even with the help of the time converter, you can't have so many classes at the same time. In the long run, your body won't be able to take it. "
"Oh, yeah, you know. After all, you used this thing last year." Hermione took out a pocket watch-like object from her clothes. "Don't worry about me, Elwyn. I've already talked it over with Professor Meg!"
"Don't think that I don't know what you're planning. You've thought of everything, but you've neglected your body's condition." Elwyn said hurriedly, "Hermione, you're not a ghost. You can't go without sleep for 24 hours. From what I see, there are some classes that you don't need to attend at all. For example, Divination and Arithmetic Divination have overlaps, and Muggle Research is completely useless to you. "
"But studying them from the perspective of the magic world is very fascinating." Hermione looked at Elwyn with a sincere face.
"Listen to me, you have to give up a few classes …"
"No, I want to give it a try!" Hermione said persistently. "You know, we're both Muggle Wizards. I want to prove that I'm not worse than the others."
"You don't have to prove anything. You're already the best!"
"It's not enough. Percy got twelve certificates last year. Besides, compared to you, I …" Hermione's voice was getting softer and softer.
The atmosphere suddenly became silent. Neither of them spoke.
Mount Crook was combing his fur in front of the fireplace. He moaned comfortably and looked at the two strangely.
"Alright, if you insist." After a long time, Elwyn sighed. "But you have to promise me that you'll do what you can, okay?"
Hermione blushed and nodded. She felt that the atmosphere was a little off. Why did Elwyn's words sound like …
She hurriedly pointed at the books that Elwyn had brought back and said, "How about it? Did you find any books about Dementors?"
"I didn't miss a single one. All the information about Dementors in the library is here. It's more than enough to start a special topic on Dementors in the newspaper. Are you going to help?"
"Of course!" Hermione nodded.
The silver-white moonlight crept in quietly. The fire was burning quietly.
Contrary to the atmosphere of terror and despair brought about by the Dementors outside the school from time to time, the Gryffindor Common Lounge was serene and quiet at this time.
Elwyn and Hermione studied the habits of Dementors, their survival, attack methods, and their dark history, as well as ways to defeat Dementors.
"The incantation to resist Dementors is the Guardian Incantation. To use this incantation, you need to concentrate, think of the happiest things in your heart, and chant 'Guardian Deity'!"
Hermione pointed at the contents of the book and recited softly, "When this incantation is fully effective, it can summon a complete Guardian Deity. Everyone's Guardian Deity is different because it's a symbol that reflects one's heart."
Hermione read the phrase "symbol of one's heart" twice. She raised her head and said uncertainly, "Elwyn, I remember that on the train, the Guardian Deity that you summoned was …"
"Don't think too much, Hermione!" Elwyn's gaze involuntarily fell on Mount Crook, who was already sleeping soundly by the fireplace. He stared at it for a long time before he slowly explained with a flushed face, "That must be a coincidence. It's just that it looks similar!"
"Really?" Hermione narrowed her eyes. Hearing Elwyn's words, she was also a little uncertain.
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