Section 1

Harry's learning of the Guardian Spell was not effective, at least in his own opinion, and he could only create a vague white mist that barely blocked the dementors but could not repel them, which disappointed him - according to Hermione, Dumbledore defeated all the dementors on the court that day.

Lupin disagrees with Harry continuing to contact the Guardian Spell. He believes that at Harry's age, it is already very good to be able to achieve his current level. At least he can win time to return to a safe place when the dementor attacks, rather than falling out of the air like last time. However, Harry expects more. In the upcoming game, what he has to do is not just to ensure his safety, but to win without any suspense. This strong desire makes him eager to learn Guardian Spell thoroughly.

So Harry found Soren during his lunch break. Although Lupin said that the patron curse was a profound spell, he had no doubt that Soren could help him.

Sauron raised his eyebrows slightly and looked at Harry. He had to admit that Harry's talent was excellent. As Lupin said, the patron saint curse is a high-level spell that even many adult wizards could not use. Harry was able to practice it in just a few days, which really surprised Sauron, although he only mastered the basic level.

"Come with me, I know a place." Sauron thought for a while and said, "Isabella, come too."

Isabella listened to the two people from the beginning, looking very curious. Since Sauron allowed her to go together, she naturally would not refuse.

Sauron led the two of them all the way to the eighth floor of the castle and stopped in front of the portrait of "Trolls Beat the Stupid Barnabas". The students were all having lunch in the auditorium lobby, and the corridor here was empty and there was no one else.

"Harry, now you're trying to think that you need a place to practice the patron sage," Sauron said.

Although Harry didn't quite understand what Sauron was going to do, he still did it. Soon, under Harry's surprised gaze, the door appeared on the wall. Sauron pushed the door open, and Isabella and Harry followed behind, and then brought the door.

In the room, just as when Soren and Ibikos were practicing in the past, there was a large bookcase by the wall, a row of targets next to it, and thick cushions were laid in the corner. The only difference was that there was a large cabinet in the middle of the ground.

"What's there?" Harry asked, "It's not a dementor?"

Sauron shook his head, "Since you practiced with Bergate in Lupin, then the cabinet will also be Bogate."

He pulled out his wand and pointed at the cabinet, releasing a confusion spell on Boggart in the cabinet, making it think that everyone is most afraid of dementors, so that they will always appear as dementors in the following exercises.

"Are you ready, Harry?" Sauron looked at Harry, "It's about to start."

Harry also pulled out his wand, looked at the cabinet with some nervousness, and nodded at Soren. Soren and Isabella retreated aside, and then he waved the wand. The cabinet door opened, and a dementor in a tattered black cloak floated out of the cabinet. In an instant, the air around him suddenly became cold.

Harry narrowed his eyes, looked at the "dementor" who slowly floated towards him, and decisively raised his wand and shouted, "Call the God Guard!"

Silver-white mist broke out from Harry's wand and condensed into a vague shadow in the air, blocking between Harry and the "Dementor", firmly protecting Harry behind him.

Harry looked not feeling well, his face was pale, his legs were trembling slightly, but his eyes were still bright, and it was obvious that his consciousness was still clear.

Sauron raised his wand and pointed it at Boggot, and said something softly. The fake dementor seemed to let out a painful roar and suddenly retreated back into the darkness of the cabinet. Sauron waved his hand and the cabinet door closed.

Sauron looked at the weak Harry in surprise. The shadow that just appeared was dim and blurry, but Sauron was sure that it was undoubtedly the patron saint. Sauron never expected Harry to do this step - the patron saint is the most core part of this spell and the most difficult one. It not only requires skillful skills, but also the cooperation of his mood.

"I have to say, you did a good job." Sauron said calmly, "even I can't do a better job."

"But the guardian is too weak to defeat the dementor at all." Harry was dejected.

"That's because your strength is too weak, but that's not the key." Sauron looked at Harry, "You've taken the most important step."

Sauron walked to the middle of the room and faced the cabinet. He waved his wand to open the cabinet door. Once again, the fake dementor appeared.

"See, Harry." Sauron raised his wand, but did not chant a spell. A dazzling white light burst out from the tip of Sauron's wand, shining on the fake dementor. It twisted painfully in the light and dissipated instantly.

Harry was stunned by the side, and Isabella was also shocked.

"That's great, that's what I want to do." Harry said excitedly.

Sauron smiled helplessly, "Actually, that's not a patron saint." He paused, "To be precise, it's not a complete patron saint." He looked at the two of them, "Do you feel any difference from Harry's?"

Harry was confused, hesitated for a while, and said uncertainly, "It seems that there is no shadow in your spell."

Sauron nodded, "My spell is powerful, just because my magic is stronger, but I can never have a patron saint."

"Why?" Harry was puzzled, and the faint sadness in Sauron's tone made him worried.

"Only those who truly have justice and kindness in their hearts deserve a patron saint." Sauron looked at Harry and stared in his eyes, "and I don't have that qualification."

Harry was stunned, and Isabella stood aside without saying a word. Soren's words hit Harry hard, confusing Harry and uneasy, and more of it was heartfelt pain - because he could feel the pain buried deep in his heart by Sauron, his brother; and because he knew that the hatred and sin that Sauron was borne by them should have been borne by both of them.

Neither Sauron nor Harry spoke, but just looked at each other. After a long time, Harry smiled, "Anyway, you are my brother."

Sauron's heart was touched, and unspeakable touch and comfort spread in his heart. Even though he was so strong and cold, the love for his relatives was never extinguished in the depths of his heart. He didn't care about the betrayal and hatred of him in the whole world, but in the end, he still longed for the understanding and care of the people he cherished.

Sauron patted Harry on the shoulder, and the two looked at each other and smiled. This is brother.

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Section 2

In the next few days, Sauron and Harry have been taking time to practice the patron spell. Harry's next game is about to come, and Harry's progress is also very obvious. Now, Harry's patron has condensed into a physical body - a silver-white buck, tall and straight, with long antlers pressing on his high head, like the crown of a king.

"The Guardian" Harry shouted, and the silver buck rushed towards the fake dementor and easily knocked it back into the cabinet.

Sauron clapped his hands, sincerely happy for Harry, while Isabella looked at Harry enviously.

Harry scratched his head embarrassedly, but the excitement on his face could not be concealed. Now, he finally didn't have to worry about the dementor anymore.

"Soren, why can my patron saint only repel the dementors but not eliminate them?" Harry asked curiously on the way back, remembering that Sauren's incomplete spell completely eliminated the dementors.

Sauron hesitated for a moment and said slowly, "Remember I asked you, what is the difference between your spell and mine? You only noticed that my spell could not summon the patron saint. Now, do you have other ideas?"

Harry frowned and thought for a long time, shook his head in confusion, but Isabella, who had not spoken, spoke.

"When Harry's patron saint appeared, the light made people feel warm and pleasant, as if the whole world had become peaceful and peaceful." Isabella said slowly, as if recalling the feeling, "and your spell, that dazzling light, like a flame, ruthlessly burned everything, that feeling...is like...a cold judgment, destroying everything."

Sauron nodded, and he looked at the confused Harry and said calmly: "The power of the patron saint comes from love and happiness, and from the positive emotions in the hearts of people. These emotions can fight against evil powers and real objects, just like dementors." Sauron paused and said seriously: "But these alone cannot eliminate dementors. After all, these positive emotions are nothing more than food for dementors. No matter how powerful they are, they can only be driven away, but not eliminated."

"But you did it," said Harry, "is there any reason?"

"Harry, when you touch the higher level of power, you will naturally know that even if I talk to you, you won't understand." Sauron took a deep breath, "As Isabella said just now, my power is like flame. It's like a fire. When you can ignite the emotions in your heart and sublimate your patron saint to a higher level of power, you can destroy the dementor like me."

Sauron looked at Harry and said earnestly, "When you can do that, you will master the ultimate form of the patron sage, and that is also called "The Holy Lord."

Harry and Isabella both looked at Sauron in surprise. This was something they had never heard of. It was not surprising that the patron curse was already a very profound magic, and almost no one knew about its "Holy Punishment".

"So, do you know that spell?" Isabella hesitated for a moment and asked in a low voice.

"No." Sauron shook his head, "I can't even really master the guardian spell, so how could I use the 'Holy Punishment' above it? In this world, I'm afraid there is only one person who can use that spell."

"Who?" Harry and Isabella asked at the same time.
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