"Huh, Harry! Harry, come look!"
On the third morning, Ron in his pajamas exits his room while rubbing his eyes, he lowers his head and sees the black and white cat squatting at the front of his door. Ron squats down and stares at the cat for a few seconds, he then rushes to the door of the other room and flaps on the door.
Moments later, Harry opens the room door and looks at Ron while rubbing his eye.
"What is it?"
"Look at that cat!"
Ron points at the small kitten in the hallway and tells Harry:
"Look at its eyes, that pattern is just like the kitten Professor McGonagall transforms into! Both glasses-like patterns."
"Oh? Is that so?"
Harry was interested, he squats down and looks at the cat.
The cat was also looking at him and meowing, seemingly trying to convey something, unfortunately, neither Harry nor Ron understood the cat language.
"You say, could this be Professor McGonagall?"
Harry suddenly says so to Ron, which excited the cat.
"Harry, you're truly a smart child!"
Happiness echoed in Professor McGonagall's heart as she meowed:
"Hurry and contact Dumbledore with your wand! There's a strange magic creature here! Leave quickly!"
"No, how could that be?"
Ron tells Harry:
"Professor McGonagall is in England! How could she come to America with us? Don't overthink it, this must be Mr. Merlin's cat, he likes cats after all. You see how much he likes that ugly cat, Crookshanks."
"True."
Harry nods, Ron had a point there, Professor McGonagall's generation of wizards are old-fashioned and would not leave England even under the request of the Ministry of Magic.
"Come on, let's go find Erik, we promised to go check out his school today."
Ron dragged Harry down the stairs, leaving the poor Professor McGonagall alone on the second floor; the black and white cat lays on the railing and stared at Ron as anger echoed in her heart.
Ron! You brat!
Don't even think about passing your transfiguration class next semester!
Downstairs, Merlin was telling the children to have breakfast, yet Ginny didn't show up, so he asks Ron:
"How's your sister?'
"Oh, Ginny said that she was a bit uncomfortable last night."
Ron bites on his bread and tells Merlin:
"Probably because of that machine that radiated cold air, what was it called? Air Conditioner? She caught a cold because of it."
"Mmm?"
Merlin frowns and says:
"Then we'll have to take her to a hospital."
"It's alright, Ginny drank a potion, mom gave us some to bring along with us; she made it herself, just a moment and..."
As Ron spoke, Harry heavily stepped on his foot under the table, Ron then realizes that he's said the wrong thing.
He looks at the unsuspecting Erik and explains:
"Oh, what I mean is, we brought our own medicine, no need to go to the hospital."
Merlin stands up and heads upstairs, he knocks on Ginny's door, and moments later, the pale young girl opens the door.
"You alright, Ginny?"
Merlin asks so and extends his hand onto Ginny's forehead, after sensing the heat, he says to Ginny seriously:
"Change your clothes, we're going to the hospital."
"No need, Merlin, I've already drank a potion."
Ginny didn't want to trouble Merlin, but as her temporary guardian, Ginny was unable to persuade Merlin; she could only change her clothes, and when Hermione returns, the children get on the nanny van and head towards the nearest hospital.
Along the way, Merlin drops Harry, Erik, and Ron at the entrance of St Agnes Monastery, he exhorts:
"You guys stroll around St Matthew's Church, kids, I'll bring Ginny to see a doctor. We'll be back soon."
"Call me if anything happens, alright?"
"Go, Merlin."
Erik in his casual clothes waves at Merlin:
"I'll take care of my new friends."
Merlin nods, he's assured with Erik, this child has a mature temperament that was far beyond those of the same age.
He drives and leaves St Matthew's Church with Ginny and Hermione, the three children wave goodbye; as Merlin's car disappears, Erik brings Harry and Ron to his dormitory room and takes out a box full of comics from under his bed.
He tells Ron and Harry:
"This is my collection."
"Quite interesting, like the posters kids look at."
Ron picks up the comic book and reads a few pages, he thinks that the story is quite interesting, but he's confused with the art that wasn't moving; he scratches his head and tells Erik:
"Then why aren't they moving?"
"Ron! This is muggle...I mean, this is how comic books are like!"
Harry holds a comic book and knocks on Ron's head, saying:
"Dudley has comic books too, though he never lets me read them."
"Dudley's your cousin, right?"
Erik sits on the side, anger flashes on his face as he swings his fist and tells Harry:
"I would give him a good beating if I were you! He's too much!"
"He is."
Harry looks down and reads the comic book about WWII's Captain America, saying softly:
"He's my cousin after all."
"Quite the angel you are."
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Erik looks at Harry and shakes his head:
"My life since I was little had taught me one thing, Harry, and that is if you don't fight back when you're being bullied, the bullying will only get worse. I'm not letting you harm him, just teach him a small lesson.
"I think so too."
Ron lies on Erik's bed and quickly reads through the comics, being a wizard gave him superb memory, which allowed him to finish a comic book in a few minutes.
He tells Harry on the floor:
"Sometimes you accustom to your uncle and aunt way too much, your parents are bigshots, you need not be accustomed to them. Hmm, why's the room so cold all of a sudden? Erik, did you turn on the air conditioner?"
"No."
Erik shivers and looks at the walls around him, saying:
"How odd, it's spring, how could it be so cold?"
Harry raises his head and looks at the window, he then abruptly stands up and rushes to the window; the originally bright and sunny sky had become gloomy with strange yet cold winds blowing in the air.
What's worse was that a layer of weak frost had begun to infiltrate the window in front of them.
This was clearly not normal!
"What's wrong? Harry!"
Ron also realizes that something's wrong, he instinctively wants to take out the wand on his waist, but he resists doing so after seeing Erik next to him.
He ran next to Harry and looked at the gloomy sky just like Harry.
He could see some looming black figures flying around in the gloomy clouds.
"Ah!"
The lightning-shaped scar on his left forehead begins to hurt as Harry saw those odd creatures, he lowers his tone and says to Ron:
"Dementors! Run! They're targeting us!"
Harry's movements were staggered, behind him, Ron drags the unsuspecting Erik out from the dormitory.
The depressive windstorm begins to turn intense, causing the nearby pedestrians to let out exclamations; in the blowing of the sudden windstorm and people getting knocked off their feet, the three children quickly reach the entrance of the monastery.
In the eyes of young wizards like Harry and Ron, they could see three strange reaper-like black monsters that had an empty lower torso.
They draped a cloak, their entire body was like it's rotted in water, they had scarred palms and a rotted body, giving off a desperate and gloomy atmosphere. They screamed and swirled in the air, charging towards the three children after letting out an ugly roar.
But in the eyes of a normal person like Erik, there was nothing.
He could only feel the ever-infiltrating chill, so he instinctively runs along with Harry and Ron.
"Don't look back! Erik!"
In the pounding of the black wind, Harry screams:
"They'll attack your spirit, don't look! Run!"
"Wail"
In the cold wind behind the three, the three monsters that looked like disgusting black oil had covered their surface skin levitates in the air, they roared and charged towards the children from three separate directions.
"Over here! Come on!"
The children definitely couldn't outrun these monsters with their speed.
Harry who had encountered Dementors more than once before knew this, he looks around and shouts at Ron and Erik behind him:
"Go to the church! Close the door! Hurry!"
The three rush into the St. Matthew's Church next to the monastery and close the church doors with all their strength.
Today was not a day of prayer, so there were very few people in the church; Father Paul was wiping the statues in the church as he saw three children storm into the church seemingly being chased by something.
The priest asks:
"Children, are you alright?"
"Priest, run away!"
Harry turns back and sees a Dementor infiltrating from the wall and rushing towards the church from a different direction, just behind the priest. Harry couldn't just watch, so he takes out his wand and points it at the black monster pouncing towards the priest.
"Expecto Patronum!"
And then, in Father Paul and Erik's surprised gazes, a flashing silver light shoots out from the tip of Harry's wand.
They could only see a ray of light, and in that ray of light was a running silver stag; its body was made entirely out of bright light, it had large antlers which made it look like a mythical spirit.
And as the Patronus is summoned, it lets out an ethereal roar, and under Harry's guide, the stag travels through the air, lowers its head, and heavily slams into the Dementor.
Like sunlight piercing through the darkness, the Dementor close to Father Paul lets out a horrified scream as it was touched by the Patronus, it then flees the church in a panic.
Harry turns his wand again, the large silver deer runs in the air and chases away the three dementors in the sky behind the three kids.
Erik was stunned by the flickering rays of light.
In the eyes of this black kid, Harry right now was no longer that quiet and seemingly weak young man, Harry Potter was like a savior of light under the radiating light.
The firmness in his eyes is very moving.
At the same time, on the other side, on the top floor of the hospital in Hell's Kitchen, a serious Merlin reappears from the black fog, he looks at the strange monster that was bound in the air by the black fog.
That thing had no face, no eyes; it looked like a black shadow, draping an oil-like yet smoke-like outer shell. It seemed to be an evil creature formed by the darkest powers, and there was a hole where it's supposed to have a mouth that was letting out miserable cries.
Every time Merlin looked at the monster that suddenly appeared in the hospital and tried to attack Hermione and Ginny, he would recall all the terrible negative memories in his head.
This made Merlin's feelings worsen.
He raises his palm, and under his indifferent gaze, the Dementor trapped by the black mana fog begins to scream painfully from the ever-rising temperature of the flame cloud-like black fog.
The power from Trigon is much more powerful than these dark creatures, thus, under Merlin's will, the strange existence was like it's been thrown into a grinding disc.
The dark creature that could absorb sunlight slowly begins to tear apart from the strangling of the heated black fog. But under that horrible outer shell of that monster was an even uglier soul.
Merlin abruptly encloses his five fingers, the dispersing black fog then quickly returns to his body.
Under the warm sunlight, a fog-like stone was in Merlin's hand, he had sealed the thing that the Dementor had left behind in the stone.
Merlin was unable to kill these odd creatures.
But he thinks that he could find some way to deal with these monsters from Harry.
If he guessed right, these monsters' aim is those children.
He thinks for a moment, then picks up his phone and dials a number:
Hey, Fury? This is Merlin, something's happening where I'm at, and I need to report a new magical threat in Hell's Kitchen; I'm dealing with it right now, but I may need some backup if things don't go well.
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