Not to mention the annoyance in Albert's heart, Allen's side also dispersed.

Ms. Maxim wrapped her arms around Furong's shoulders and led her out of the room quickly. Alan could hear the two of them quickly discussing the candidates in French as they walked towards the auditorium.

Kakarov greeted Krum, and they left without saying a word.

"Harry, Allen, I believe that the classmates of Gryffindor and Ravenclaw are waiting to celebrate with you. Go!" Dumbledore said, looking at both of them with a smile.

Harry followed Alan and walked away from the small room.

The auditorium was now empty, and the candle flame was already low, which made the pumpkin lantern's grin look flickering and weird.

"Allen..." Although Allen made Harry warm before, whether it was his distantness last semester or the growing gap between Allen and himself after growing up, it made him unable to communicate with Allen as naturally as a few years ago.

After saying goodbye to Harry, Allen quickly returned to the dormitory, changed into a convenient travel clothes, turned into a phoenix, and moved to the periphery of Azkaban.

This is a gloomy and lonely island, filled with a desperate atmosphere.

There was fog on the ground, and behind a gradually spreading gray fog, a castle stood in black holes.

Allen turned to look at the depressed prison, his eyes full of expectations, if his vision could come true...

Alan looked up at the sky. There was no moon, nor did he shining stars. There was only a deep black area where he saw him.

Alan hid his figure, covered his cheeks with his mask, and moved forward quickly on this empty island.

The fog was originally very low, close to the dark grass, surging on the road surface. There was no wind here and the air was completely still.

Soon the fog began to rise, and it surrounded Allen, flooding the castle in the distance, engulfing everything with its heavy, lingering grey.

Allen had no intention of going deeper, he thought carefully about approaching the castle.

Gradually, two figures appeared in the stormy mist. The dark gray shadow floated towards Allen, and stopped where they could see Allen through the fog.

The dancing black figures appeared or appeared in the floating mist.

"Dementor." Not only did Allen not dodge, he immediately turned into a phoenix and approached them quickly.

The fog swelled again, sinking to the grass and flowing elsewhere.

The two dementors surrounded Alan.

Alan quickly grabbed the two dementors with lightning speed.

The moment he touched the dementor, Alan's eyes turned dark, as if the light around him was absorbed by the dementors. Alan seemed to fall into boundless darkness, courage and hope faded, and nothingness gradually occupied his heart.

Perhaps they had never been approached by creatures like this, and for a moment, the two dementors were stunned.

When they came to their senses, they had already appeared in a room with silver threads drawing the five-pointed star array.

Alan's wand slid into his hand and pointed at the dementor. A silver phoenix flew out from the top of the wand, hovering around the dementors, and drove them to the pentagram of mitral made of mitral silver and activated the imprisonment spell. The wall gradually emitted silver light, and the light became brighter and brighter. It gathered from all directions into the pentagram array in the middle. The pentagram light made a huge fortune, tightly bound the dementor in the circle.

It was not until this time that Allen felt the happiness, and happiness gradually returned to him, and he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

According to the memory provided by Albert, dementors usually patrol alone. This time, Allen encountered two dementors at once, which was beyond his expectations.

If you don't use the Guardian Spell, even with Alan's strength, it will be very dangerous to face the Dementor alone.

Despite this, Allen was still very satisfied with himself. Although this trip was different from his imagination, he still successfully captured two dementors without causing a big deal.

They waved their arms and wanted to rush out, and their charred and thin hands slid across the light curtain. With a sting, sparks flashed everywhere. They were bounced back by the light curtain at the edge and fell to the ground.

Alan upgraded the strength of his restraint, and the white pentagram light gathered on the two dementors. They were immediately fixed in place, numb and unable to move.

"It's so interesting." Allen put his hand on his chin. He was a complete Ravenclaw. He didn't care about his fatigue. Allen's attention was on the dementor again. There was very little information about the dementor and there were many rumors. Allen couldn't wait to start researching it.

Alan cast a petrification spell and hit the dementor on the left, but the spell was like mud and stone entering the sea, and the dementor did not react at all.

This is the first time Alan has used the bonding formation. This formation is essentially a confinement array. It is different from ordinary magic. It only reduces the activity space of creatures in the array. In essence, it does not confine creatures but changes the space environment in the magic array.

Although the dementor cannot be paralyzed by the petrified curse, the binding formation is effective for the dementor. The binding formation reduces the space for the dementor to move to the extreme, just like putting it in a small box, making it unable to move.

Alan started with a simple petrification spell and slowly escalated, and even the black magic he knew was experimenting on the dementor who looked pitiful, helpless, but very terrifying.

But without exception, these spells have no effect on it.

Relax the formation a little and give the dementor a certain amount of space to move. Alan paced back and forth in the room for a few steps.

He glanced at the other dementor and finally made up his mind: "Avadassomim." A green light rushed straight to the dementor, and something surprised Allen. The dementor did fall down after being hit, but it didn't take long to return to normal again.

Is it the only one who can deal with dementors in the world that can deal with dementors? Alan did not give up and went straight to the dementors with a soul-sucking thought.

In an instant, complex thoughts came one after another, disrupting his thinking. Alan stopped holding his head.

These thoughts are very confusing, full of maliciousness, and extremely vicious, so Alan feels abnormal headache.

Alan once again imprisoned the two dementors and took a set of anatomical tools from the Black family's collection.

At the same time, Allen decided to find relevant information in the book, and then further study the dementors, why such a strange situation occurred.

Anyway, he is now a warrior in the Three Witches Championship and does not need to take the final exam. Allen decided not to attend classes the next day and went all out to study it as a dementor.
Chapter completed!