Chapter 701 Dementors exploded their equipment

Hertfordshire is located on the outskirts of London. According to the Ministry of Magic, only one wizard lives here...Hermione Granger.

But now that Hermione has gone to Diagon Alley, there are only Muggles here.

An annoying gray fog filled the sky over Hertfordshire, as hazy as a sandstorm.

On the street, several pedestrians were walking in a hurry, covering their mouths and noses, tightly wrapped in clothes.

It's really strange... It's obviously July, but I'm shivering with cold when walking on the street. Some people even put on winter clothes.

"This damn weather... everyone at the Meteorological Bureau should have their salaries suspended for a month!" A man rubbed his hands and couldn't help complaining.

He was here to deliver documents, so he didn't know about cooling down. As soon as he got off the subway, he felt like he had walked into a huge refrigerator. The thin clothes on my body did not keep me warm at all.

The man quickened his pace again, and finally broke into a trot. He just wanted to send the documents as soon as possible and leave this abnormal ghost place.

But the strange thing is that instead of getting warmer when running, the man is getting colder and colder.

Unknowingly, his breathing began to become heavier, and his head became dizzy. Every time he took a breath, he would spray out white mist that only existed in winter.

There was a layer of white frost on his suit, but the man didn't notice it at all. His legs moved forward stiffly, but slower and slower...

In the hazy gray fog, a thing floating in the air and wearing a black cloak appeared above his head like a ghost.

"Hiss...hoo..."

Accompanied by a sound of inhalation like a bellows, the man's expression began to become dull. The joy he brought when he got promoted in the morning disappeared, and the excitement of drinking and celebrating with his colleagues last night also disappeared...all the happiness in the memory The relevant emotions are disappearing little by little.

The man felt panic in his heart. He wanted to run, but his legs refused to obey him and he could not take another step no matter what.

The dementor in mid-air took off the hood on his head after having a feast.

In an instant, the man's vision became increasingly blurry, and all colors disappeared at this moment...

Just when he was about to fall completely into darkness, he suddenly saw a ray of silver light.

That light was so bright, like the sun, it illuminated everything and at the same time dispelled the cold, and the frozen body gradually regained consciousness...

Suddenly, he heard a voice.

"Cedric, do you think we need to use the Oblivion Curse on him?"

"What curse?" The man thought, and used all his strength to open his eyes.

He saw two children, about seventeen or eighteen years old, and he saw that silver light again...oh no, that was a jellyfish floating in the air.

"This must be a dream, how can a jellyfish float in the air?" the man thought to himself.

But the next second...

"Everything is forgotten!"

Kyle looked at the man who had fallen into a coma again, sighed and said, "Tell me why you want to open your eyes at this time. Even if I want to save trouble, I can't."

The people who came were none other than Kyle and Cedric. In fact, they had appeared at the Leaky Cauldron before because they had to go out to solve the Dementor problem.

After learning from Hermione that something was wrong here, the two came directly and happened to save the man.

The silver jellyfish he saw before was naturally Kyle's patron saint.

Kyle waved his wand and moved the man to a mailbox on the side of the road.

"Is it okay for him to be here?" Cedric walked over and stuffed a piece of chocolate into the man's mouth.

"It's okay, I'm measured, and he also ate chocolate. He will wake up in a few minutes."

Kyle said, "Even if others saw him during this period, they would only think that he drank too much... This guy really drank a lot, and the smell of alcohol is still there."

"Okay." Cedric stood up and looked at the silver jellyfish next to Kyle and the struggling Dementor bound by the tentacles.

"How to deal with this dementor? Do you want to take it back?"

"No." Kyle shook his head, "It just wanted to absorb this person's soul, so let's deal with it on the spot."

As soon as Kyle finished speaking, several more tentacles wrapped around him... Like an ice cube thrown into a fireplace, the Dementor melted rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye, and soon only a black piece was left. Broken cloak.

Cedric waved his wand and conjured a flame that burned the tattered cloak to ashes.

"It's a bit of a waste." Kyle couldn't help but said.

"Waste?" Cedric looked at him doubtfully, "What is the use of this thing? Can it also be used to make clothes?"

"Of course not, and even if it were actually made, no one would wear it." Kyle said, "But I have been hesitating recently whether to give Fudge a suggestion and create a dementor bounty activity. For example, if you kill one, you can Go to the Ministry of Magic to exchange for the corresponding galleons."

"Are you serious?" Cedric felt that Kyle was a little whimsical.

Let’s not talk about whether the Ministry of Magic is willing to pay for it, and how to screen for killing dementors. You can’t send someone to supervise it... After all, not everyone’s Patronus is like Kyle’s, who can quietly Silently binding the dementors.

Most Aurors, let alone other wizards, can only use the Fire Curse if they want to kill the Soul Captors.

And with this method, the dementors won't leave any cloak behind.

"Forget it, pretend I didn't say it." Kyle also thought of this, he sighed, and didn't think about it anymore.

At this time, the man on the ground suddenly moved.

Kyle quickly put away his Patronus, and together with Cedric, pretended to be fine and walked forward.

"Where are we going now..." Cedric asked: "According to the clues obtained by the Department for the Regulation and Control of Magical Creatures, there are traces of dementors in Surrey and Buckinghamshire."

"Don't worry..." Kyle raised his head and glanced at the sky. "This level of gray fog cannot be caused by a dementor. Let's look for it again."

The two came to an open place, cast the Disillusionment Curse on themselves, and then raised their legs as if they were riding on something.

Then, they flew straight up.

Invisible broomsticks. They specifically asked the broomstick store to add this function before departure, just to facilitate movement, which is what most Aurors would do before hunting down dementors.

The two of them were hovering in mid-air. Half an hour later, Cedric suddenly reached out and pointed to a remote street.

"Look there..."

Kyle looked in the direction of his finger and found the second dementor.

But unlike the previous one, this time the Dementor just sucked hard on the Muggle for a while, then was satisfied and prepared to leave, without any intention of giving him another "kiss".

"Is this going to be killed directly?" Cedric asked.

"I'll go discuss it..."

Kyle turned his broomstick and came to the dementor.

It seemed to Cedric that Kyle was actually talking to the dementors, and the dementors seemed to understand!

When did he learn the Dementor language... Does being a Ministry of Magic employee require so much now?

But before he could think about it for long, he saw Kyle holding out his wand.

A cluster of golden-red flames appeared out of thin air, condensing into the shape of a fire dragon, and directly burned the Dementor to ashes.

"The talks have broken down..." Kyle shrugged towards Cedric, "It is not very willing to go back to the Ministry of Magic to continue working... All curses end!"

Kyle plunged his wand into the ground, and the remaining flames immediately went out.

"There's nothing we can do about it," Cedric said, stuffing a piece of chocolate into the mouth of the attacked Muggle.

After doing all this, the two were ready to leave, but then Kyle suddenly noticed something on the ground.

Just below the dementor, there was a small amount of black stuff, like dust.

Kyle was a little surprised. He didn't expect that anything could be preserved under the Fire Curse.

In line with the principle of not wasting, Kyle found a bottle and put all the 'dust' in with a wand. "

"What do you want these for?" Cedric asked.

"In case it works." Kyle said.

Even the basilisk's snake sloughs can be used to brew potions. Maybe those left behind by the dementors will also be useful.

Even if you can't brew magic potion, there is still alchemy... Something like this that can be preserved in the fierce fire cannot be useless.

Kyle picked up the bottle and looked at it, "Ha, maybe hunting with a bounty is not impossible..."

"You still think about this..." Cedric rubbed his forehead, "This is a dementor, and the reward must not be too low, but this will require a lot of money. Do you think Fudge will agree?

"There's no Malfoy sponsoring the Ministry anymore."

"Just try it, just in case it works." Kyle said.

There are so many Dementors scattered all over the place that Aurors and the two of them alone may not be able to clear them all in a year.

What's more, he is about to start school soon, so he has to think of other ways... As for whether it can be done, that is another matter that needs to be considered.

As the two Dementors were eliminated, the gray fog in the sky also faded a lot, and now only a thin layer remained.

This is a normal phenomenon and is now the case throughout Britain, including the Ministry of Magic and Diagon Alley. As long as the dementors are still out there, these things will always exist.

Although there is still a certain impact, it is nothing anymore. The temperature has increased a lot. The sun shines through the gray fog and shines warmly on the body.

They flew around again until they were sure that there were no Dementors nearby, then they went directly to another place.

The Department for the Regulation and Control of Magical Creatures and the Auror Office each have a booklet that records the locations where dementors have appeared. Although it is not accurate, it can be used as a reference.

Cedric opened the book...

"It just so happened that someone also discovered traces of dementors in Cambridgeshire, not far away. Do you want to go?"

"certainly"

…

In order to eliminate those dementors as soon as possible, the two of them flew outside like this for two days, drinking refreshments when they couldn't hold on any longer. It wasn't until the evening of the third day that they returned to the Leaky Cauldron again.

At this time, Cedric was already panting from exhaustion. After flying outside for so long, his legs were trembling and he sat there panting.

"What are you doing?" After receiving the news, Fred and George rushed over and looked at him with suspicion.

"I'm warning you, never do anything sorry for Qiu..."

"Get out!" Cedric said angrily. He glanced secretly to the side and breathed a sigh of relief when he found that Qiu didn't pay attention.

"It's just a joke, don't be so excited." Fred sat next to him with a smile. "But then again, what on earth did you do?"

No one answered him.

Cedric was too lazy to talk to him, while Kyle simply didn't want to talk.

He was much more tired than Cedric.

After discovering that dementors could drop items, he never used the Patronus Charm again. When he encountered those dementors who were unwilling to cooperate, he just threw them with a powerful fire.

The Fierce Fire Curse is a very consuming black magic, and it will be paired with the All-Ending Curse. At the end of the day, it is good that he can still stand.

But the harvest is not bad either.

Kyle's bottle was full, and he was going to find time to ask Dumbledore or Nico what it was for.

The two rested for a while, then wolfed down a few pieces of fried pork chops and drank a large glass of hot cocoa, which made them feel better.

"Where's Hermione?" Kyle asked, placing the empty glass on the table.

"Going to find her parents," Fred said.

"But at this time, I think they should come down for dinner...oh, here they come."

While they were talking, three people happened to come down the stairs.

"Kyle?"

Hermione ran over immediately. "Hello, Cedric..."

"Ah, hello," said Cedric.

"Kyle, I've been looking for you these days, but they all said you're not in the Ministry of Magic." Hermione looked at Kyle and asked, "Where have you been."

"There is something to do." Kyle said, "What do you want from me? Your parents are not used to living here?"

"No, it's not," said Hermione, "I'm here to pay you back."

She handed Kyle a bag of galleons.

"So soon..." Kyle blinked, "Did you rob Gringotts?"

Earning fifty Galleons in two or three days was only as efficient as robbing Gringotts.

"Of course not," Hermione said, "Don't forget that we Muggle-born wizards can exchange pounds for galleons."

"Can you exchange so much?" Kyle was a little surprised.

"Okay." Hermione nodded, "But after it exceeds twenty galleons, the pounds required will be more and more, which is not cost-effective."

"Then why are you changing it?" Kyle didn't understand. "I don't want your interest, so why are you in such a hurry."

"It's okay." Hermione said with a smile, "Didn't Ron's brother Bill work at Gringotts before? He told us that gold and jewelry are also hard currency in Gringotts, so we tried to exchange some.

"Although it's still more expensive than five pounds for a galleung, but Bill found a goblin he knows well, so it's not much different."

After hearing what Hermione said, Kyle put away the galleons.

"In that case, let me tell you some good news." He said, "Does your family also live in Hertfordshire?"

"That's right." Hermione nodded.

"There aren't many Dementors out there now." Kyle casually took the butterbeer Fred ordered and took a sip.

Cedric followed suit and snatched George's.

"Hey, that's mine," Fred said disapprovingly.

"Don't be so stingy, just buy it again." Kyle said nonchalantly.

"Wait a minute, what did you mean when you said there were no more Dementors?" Hermione asked confused.

"We are going to solve this problem these days." Kyle took another sip of butterbeer. "To be honest, you were right to move to Diagon Alley. The number of Dementors around Hertfordshire is really great. Not too little.

"But it's gone now. You can move back home at any time."

ah?

Hermione was a little confused, because she was really not sure whether this was good news or not.

Technically speaking, yes, it meant she no longer had to worry about dementors threatening her parents.

But the problem is that she just spent fifty galleons two days ago to open a room here for a month.

If I move out now, will the money be refunded?

Hermione turned to look at the owner of the bar, and her intuition told her that she would not be able to retreat.

That was fifty galleons, enough for her to stay at Hogwarts until she graduated.

"Thank you, thank you..." Hermione said stiffly, covering her chest.

For the first time, she felt that the Ministry of Magic actually didn't need to move so fast.

But soon, Hermione adjusted her mood.

Just because the Dementors in Hertfordshire have been dealt with, it doesn't mean that there are no Dementors anymore. What if they come from somewhere else again.

It's safer to be in Diagon Alley, just think of it as spending money to let your parents know more about the magical world.

After the initial nervousness, they were indeed happy during this time.

Her mother loved the clothes in Madam Malkin's Robe Shop, and her father was obsessed with potions and a toothpaste said to contain fire-ash snake eggs.

The stuff was horribly expensive, but he still gritted his teeth and bought a tube.

If they were asked to go back now, they might not be happy.