Harry looked over, the bag was bulging, the rope was still tossed aside, the opening hadn't been closed, and it was pitch black inside...

"You cast a spell to drive away the Dementor just now? How did you do that? That shouldn't be the power of the Patronus Charm, right? Harry spoke curiously, remembering the last time he saw the Dementors let go of themselves, scurrying around in terror.

I just don't know what kind of magic Ivan used to make this evil creature so panicked...

"No, I didn't actually do anything, the Dementor saw me and ran away," Ivan said with a shrug of his shoulders, rather helpless.

Harry was skeptical, weren't the Dementors a chaotic and evil creature? Will they also be scared and run away?

Harry couldn't imagine...

"Those Dementors are also intelligent creatures, and of course they will feel fearful in the face of forces greater than themselves!" Ivan saw Harry's doubts and explained, then smiled and said.

"If you can master the Patronus Charm thoroughly, you'll find that Dementors aren't really hard to deal with, like... You've just done a great job..."

"But I was almost killed by the Dementors," Harry said with a sullen look on his face of shame.

"At least you didn't faint again, did you? That's a big step forward! You can't expect to learn this advanced spell once or twice, can you? Ivan comforted him.

Under Ivan's reminder, Harry also noticed this, and his originally low mood suddenly improved a lot.

The most uncomfortable thing about him this school year was that every time he encountered a Dementor, he would go into a shameful coma, and because of this, the Gryffindor team lost the game, which can be said to be a demonic thing.

This time, although he failed to defeat the Dementors, at least he managed to hold on without losing consciousness, which is progress.

Harry felt that if he tried a few more times, he might be able to defeat this monster once and for all!

Thinking of this, Harry regained his strength, supported his somewhat weak body and got up from the ground, ready to do it again!

"Are you sure you don't need to take a break?" Ivan asked worriedly.

"No need, I'm fine!" Harry shook his head, picked up the wand that had fallen to the ground, and assumed a fighting stance.

Ivan raised his eyebrows, and without further persuasion, he raised his wand and pointed at the opening of the sack, and the wisps of white mist condensed into a ball and flew there slowly, intending to directly cast a spell to force out the Dementors hiding in the sack.

Harry's eyes were fixed on the movement of the orb of light, clenching his wand and ready to strike at any moment.

However, the ball of light flew through the opening of the sack, and the Dementors inside did not come out for a long time, and Harry turned his head to look at Ivan in a strange way.

Ivan was also confused, and tried again, using the Patronus Charm to condense a more powerful ball of white mist light, but still failed to force the Dementors inside.

"Well... There may be an accident, you wait! ”

Ivan said with some embarrassment, walked up quickly, lifted the sack, flipped it and turned it down.

You're coming out!

Unfortunately, the Dementors were stuck in a sack, and no matter how Ivan shook them, it didn't work.

Harry on the side saw this scene in his eyes, his face was very strange, it was really a dementor in it? Why was I afraid of this kind of thing before?

Ivan, on the other side, was stumped for a while after trying all kinds of unsuccessful means, and didn't know what to do.

While he could have destroyed the vessel they were sheltering in, it had taken him a lot of time to craft, and nothing else would have been able to trap the Dementors after it had been destroyed.

Remembering that the Dementors could understand the wizard's words, Ivan tentatively put his wand into the sack and poked it, and spoke.

"Come out! I know what I'm talking about, you can understand! We don't actually mean anything, we just want you to do me a favor, and there's a little wizard here who wants to learn the Patronus Charm, and we need your cooperation..."

Of course, the Dementor hiding in the sack could not come out, it did not believe Ivan's words, and it was impossible to help a wizard learn to restrain his magic, and it was not a pit in its head.

Seeing that this method did not work, Ivan turned to threaten again, saying that if the Dementors did not agree, he would destroy it now, and if he did, he could consider letting them go.

Looking at Ivan, who was coercing and seducing the Dementors, Harry really didn't know how to complain, his impression of the Dementors in the past few months had been completely destroyed in just a few dozen minutes.

However, Harry was still a little skeptical about whether Ivan's actions were useful, and whether a creature like a Dementor could really communicate with wizards normally.

Soon, Harry saw the result, and the Dementors, under Ivan's threat, cautiously poked their heads out of the sack they were hiding in, and finally floated out.

The disgusting and rotten body looked much more devoid than it had just been, and there were several large holes in the tattered cloak, which Harry thought had been hit by the two white mist balls.

As a result, the Dementor doesn't look terrifying overall, but rather inexplicably pitiful...

"Alright, Harry, I've made a deal with this Dementor, and he's happy to help!" Ivan was satisfied with the general attitude of the Dementors, and said with great confidence.

Harry, however, felt that Mr. Dementor might not be as happy as Ivan had suggested...

It was under Ivan's command that the two sides regained their footing.

The difference is that the atmosphere is completely different from before, Harry is holding his wand and trying to adjust his state to make himself serious, but looking at the Dementor Harry who was reprimanded by Ivan on the other side is not only not serious, but even wants to laugh.

The Dementors who had come out of the sack were unwillingly pretending to be predatory and floated towards Harry at Ivan's repeated urging.

As the distance got closer, the smell of food made the Dementors a little nervous, but unfortunately Ivan was just staring at him, and no matter how greedy the Dementors were, they didn't dare to move.

Despite the Dementors' ability to restrain their power as much as possible, Harry was inevitably affected by some of the effects of the Dementors' ability to spread fear, as if they were the Dementors' talents, and it seemed impossible to turn them off.

"Divine Guard!" Harry gritted his teeth and cast spells over and over again, and a vast white mist continued to erupt from the tip of his wand, pushing the approaching Dementors away...