Chapter 271: The Fat Yellow Squirrel's Moment of Glory

Harry could never connect the creature before him with power; after all, the transformed beasts of Hermione and Ron looked imposing and powerful at a glance.

He had once imagined what powerful transformed beast his scroll could summon; in his fantasy, that beast was as big as an elephant, with thick scales, with terrifying fangs and claws, capable of spewing destructive flames...

Yet after truly using his scroll, the summoned creature was undoubtedly a great disappointment; the creature before him was nothing but a round, fat yellow squirrel, only as big as a small puppy, showing no sign of combat capability at all...

It was cute, very cute, but it couldn't be used to fight against over a hundred Dementors...

Harry felt a link established between himself and the fat yellow squirrel before him, but now he was too heavily affected by the Dementors; he felt his brain was like rusted, turning very slowly...

Allen had even said this scroll was the most powerful one; perhaps he was just joking. Harry felt his brain was about to freeze; he shook his head hard. He knew he could give the cute fat yellow squirrel before him an order to attack, but he felt that would be futile...

Harry was still too heavily affected by the Dementors; he actually made a low-level error of empiricism, and his slowly turning brain had not yet connected the features of that fat yellow squirrel with the features Snape had just transformed into...

Harry made a decision in his heart; he turned to face the Dementors again. He placed that fat yellow squirrel behind him; he did not want this cute creature to go to its death...

This fat yellow squirrel still had some use; its cute appearance brought me some happiness... Harry thought silently in his heart...

"Pi?" The fat yellow squirrel became increasingly puzzled; it did not understand what was wrong with the person before it...

"Expecto Patronum!" Harry summoned a patch of silver mist again, but the stag Patronus forming within it was still far from complete.

However, this patch of silver mist still blocked that Dementor; but the Dementor reached out and brushed aside his formless Patronus; the next moment, the silver mist vanished...

Harry's heart was completely filled with despair; he heard that familiar scream, that was his mother's voice...

He could feel their putrid breath...

His mother screamed in his ears...

She would be the last sound he heard...

Then, the mist was drowning him...

And at this moment, he suddenly felt his right shoulder sink; with the corner of his eye, he saw that fat yellow squirrel jump onto his shoulder...

"This fat squirrel is quite heavy!" This was the first thought born in Harry's slowly turning brain...

That fat yellow squirrel merely borrowed some force from Harry's shoulder, then leaped toward the Dementors in the air...

Watching this moth-to-flame behavior, Harry felt neither sorrow nor joy in his heart...

But the next moment, tiny lightning began to appear on the fat squirrel's red face, then dazzling Bai Guang began to appear on its body; immediately, intense Bai Guang enveloped its entire body; its whole body was shining, brilliant and dazzling...

This Bai Guang illuminated Harry's face and also dispelled some of the gloom in his heart, but there were still too many Dementors; this single Bai Guang seemed like it might extinguish at any moment amidst the sky-covering dark aura...

But Harry, not far away, clearly felt the violent destructive aura flowing from the Bai Guang around the fat squirrel; he knew that was lightning power condensed to the extreme...

"Piika-chuuuuuu!!!" The fat squirrel, enveloped by lightning power, emitted a strange cry.

The next moment, Harry felt his entire field of vision filled with dazzling Bai Guang; his eyes were temporarily blinded by the suddenly intensified Bai Guang,

he felt a violent air current rushing in, blowing up his hair...

The Bai Guang around the fat squirrel suddenly exploded; a huge lightning bolt split the air, sending waves of surging air currents rolling in all directions...

The huge lightning bolt instantly struck the nearest Dementor, but this was not the end; the lightning constantly branched, weaving an incomparably huge and dazzling net in the air, connecting all the Dementors together.

Over a hundred Dementors almost instantly lost their ability to resist upon contact; they swayed in the air, jumping and "dancing"; under the connection of the lightning, they trembled continuously; their round, hole-like mouths gaped wide, as if about to scream, but no sound came out...

The huge lightning net illuminated the sky above the Forbidden Forest and Heihu, turning it as bright as day; such a spectacular lightning net could be seen from very far away; the wizards of Hogsmeade Village had been awakened; the towers of Hogwarts Castle quickly lit up one by one...

There were many brighter nodes on the lightning net; actually, every node was a Dementor; looking closely, one could even see the skeleton of the Dementors...

Harry did not know how long this lightning lasted; when his vision returned to normal, he saw a group of Dementors desperately fleeing the place, the black tattered strips of their hems bent almost parallel to the ground...

They did not dare look back, trembling and only burying their heads to escape for their lives...

Harry felt a sense of panic emanating from them; he also felt the Dementors seemed to have shrunk; previously each was six feet tall, now they seemed only four feet tall, even shorter than him, transformed into little elementary school students...

And the lightning on that fat yellow squirrel in the sky had vanished; it stepped on a nearby branch, making a dull "Dong" sound, and after borrowing force there, it dove straight toward Harry.

Harry hurriedly stretched out both hands to catch it; the impact of its dive made his body stumble; whether this stumble was caused by the fat yellow squirrel being too heavy or by Harry's body being too weak remains an unsolved mystery to this day.

After holding it, Harry immediately felt its weakness; it seemed that the world-shocking strike just now had still placed a considerable burden on it.

"Pi-ka-chu-" The fat yellow squirrel called weakly in Harry's arms; its ears and tail hung down limply.

"You... rest well." Harry said somewhat frantically.

"Pi-ka-" The fat yellow squirrel continued to call.

Harry hurriedly took out his Poké Ball and put the fat yellow squirrel inside.

After doing all this, he finally came to his senses; he and Sirius Black were out of danger...

"Pi-ka-chu?" Harry murmured, holding the Poké Ball, "Is your name Pikachu?"

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