"We're done for, we're all going to die."
Ron was almost in tears.
He thought Luna would be their savior, but she was still that crazy girl.
At a time like this, she was still experimenting!
Hermione and Ginny were just as pale, their faces showing sheer terror.
The mass of Dementors was like a giant vortex, aiming to devour them all.
And their only hope was the crazy girl in front who kept chanting "Expecto Patronum."
It was madness!
Hiding in a corner, Bellatrix was stunned for a moment, then burst into hysterical laughter:
"This is so amusing."
"You think you can scare away Dementors with that charm? You're mad, ha ha."
"I can't wait to see you get your soul sucked out!"
The Dementors, seemingly confirming their identities, began slowly closing in on the young wizards.
The air was filled with a slow-moving wave of pain, despair, and lifelessness, pressing down bit by bit.
Ron and the others couldn't speak, their bodies trembling uncontrollably.
They couldn't even muster the strength to raise their wands.
But Luna seemed oblivious to it all.
She continued to swing her wand forcefully, beautiful and happy memories flashing through her mind.
Not this one.
This one doesn't work either...
Interesting, but still missing something...
Oh, this isn't it either...
Until her mind's eye showed another world.
A world filled with myths!
A world seen through reading those words, full of beauty, wonder, and magical scenes that satisfied all curiosities.
Suddenly, she seemed to see a gentle sun, not blinding at all.
A seven-colored halo circled the sun and then descended.
A comfortable warmth arose from the heart, dispelling the cold and the creeping black despair.
A soft voice echoed in her ear.
Luna couldn't quite make it out, but the voice wasn't impatient or anxious, just gently repeating, again and again.
Over and over.
Until it grew clearer.
She heard it.
**"I am...**
**Master of the sky, earth, and all things, God of all gods... Balder...**
**Call upon...**
**My name, young one...."**
For a moment, Luna felt an indescribable sensation in her soul!
She felt like she became a breeze, a cloud, flowing water, full of freedom and joy.
She saw the real heavenly world, the silver city in the sky, and the figure on the throne smiling at her.
She understood the meaning of her existence.
In reality.
Ron and the others, lost in cold despair, suddenly felt the world warm up, their bodies basking in spring sunlight.
Dark, twisted vision slowly returned to normal, white light reflecting in their eyes.
Was there really a sun?
No!
It was Luna!
The crazy girl was emitting a soft glow.
For some reason, Ron felt a holy presence from her.
Hermione's heart trembled!
Living in the Muggle world, she found it familiar, like a scene from a church painting.
Bellatrix, hiding in the corner, suddenly stopped laughing.
She looked at the glowing girl, feeling a strong unease.
What kind of magic was this?
She sensed the temperature rising, hundreds of Dementors hesitating!
She screamed:
"What are you waiting for, the delicious vitality and happiness are right there!"
"Eat them, or the Dark Lord will show you true despair!"
Was it a threat or hunger driving them?
Black Dementor masses screeched, surging forward like a flood!
Just then, Luna spoke the name.
**"My Lord Balder**
**"Thank you for your divine gift."**
Instantly, her vision returned to reality!
Her eyes turned golden, and she raised her wand, solemnly declaring:
**"Holy....Guard!"**
The Department of Mysteries is filled with blinding light!
Blazing white divine power surged from her wand, swirling like mist, then coalesced.
In the next moment!
To everyone's incredulous eyes!
An angel, glowing with holy light, six pure white wings behind it, appeared!
Amid faint holy chants, countless white feathers seemed to descend from another dimension, drifting gently in the space.
No screams!
The moment the feathers touched the Dementors, they ignited like oil paper!
They couldn't even flee, bodies writhing madly, trying to extinguish the flames.
But it was impossible.
One by one, holy flames purified the creatures that should never have existed in the mortal world.
White streaks of light then descended, manifesting as Mad-Eye Moody, Tonks, Shacklebolt, and others.
They were members of the Order of the Phoenix!
They came because Snape had gone to find them after discovering Harry and the others acted on their own.
But these anxious members were stunned upon landing.
The scene before them seemed straight out of mythological paintings!
Angels, holy light, faint holy chants... and hundreds of burning Dementors!
It was unbelievable, too shocking, like a divine miracle!
No, perhaps it truly was!
Mad-Eye Moody, looking at the distant, glowing Luna, suddenly realized.
Perhaps....this was the prophesied spirit.
A follower of that supposed deity.
This world was indeed changing.
In the next second, Moody turned to Bellatrix and the others in the corner, a grim smile on his face!
No matter the world's changes, Death Eaters must die!
Bellatrix snapped out of her shock, turning into a black mist to flee without hesitation.
She was mad, but not stupid!
Even if Moody and his group hadn't come, she would've run!
The one summoning the angel Patronus had killed all the Dementors, filling her with terror.
The other Death Eaters felt the same, attempting to escape.
But then, a solemn voice sounded again:
**"Divine Curse**
A white lightning bolt shot out, instantly hitting the mist-formed Bellatrix!
Then it branched out, striking several other Death Eaters.
*Boom, boom, boom, boom!*
All the Death Eaters screamed in pain, the black mist dissipating, reverting to their bodies. Their forms cracked like porcelain, white light shining through the gaps.
Until they finally shattered with a bang, disintegrating into dust.
Leaving no trace behind!
The Department of Mysteries fell into a silent void!
Mad-Eye Moody's raised arm froze, his eyes trembling!
Tonks and the others were the same.
Their gazes are vacant, spines chilled!
A single strike killed five Death Eaters, including the infamous Bellatrix!
Their shock was no less than witnessing the angel's feathers slaughtering the Dementors!
Harry, Ron, and the others looked at Luna with completely changed expressions.
Because they all heard another phrase.
**"My Lord....Balder"**
**"Thank you for your divine gift."**
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