Chapter 80 Recasting the Glory of Dementors, We Are Obligated
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Rui Chen 3499
"I still remember that a new ration came in those few days, and in the end the ration defeated the dementor."
"At that time, I saw the dementors at the bottom level running to the middle level and weeping. At that moment, I thought that if I could meet that ration again, I must win everything."
"Now that the rations are really delivered to my door, I have to consider whether this is the only chance I have in this life."
"I believe that the reason why dementors are feared is because our ability to absorb happiness is too outstanding. It is our duty to restore the glory of dementors!"
Thinking of this, the dementor saw the man wearing the hideous helmet jump up suddenly, and rushed towards him with a piercing sound.
"Hoo... hiss... ho... uh!"
Kong Nuo jumped into the air, and found that the dementor he had chosen was actually pounced on him, waving its slender, knuckle-protruding hands at him, looking like it was about to go all out.
It was as if the dementor was in a hurry to give it to him for free, and even he didn't need to adjust his posture, the neck of the dementor had already been delivered to him.
It feels similar to pinching Peeves, it's cold, but apart from being cold, the dementor seems to be rough because of the rag cloak it wears.
And these so-called existences beyond life and death seem to be really not afraid of death.
Peeves had taken the initiative to provoke him before, but this dementor was even more outrageous, and even delivered the goods directly to his door in a welcoming posture.
Not to mention Kong Nuo, the prisoners whose heads were forced out of the small windows on the high towers were also dumbfounded.
Although the dementors surrounded the helmeted man, none of them dared to act rashly, and they didn't even dare to get close, as if they were hesitating for something.
This kind of situation of dementors collectively appeared, even for old people like them who have been in Azkaban for nearly ten years, they have never seen it.
It has always been wizards who are afraid of dementors and must learn the Patronus Charm to counter them.I have never heard of dementors being afraid of wizards, they just gather together and dare not make a move.
In the face of a person who invaded Azkaban, the dementor could directly "kiss the dementor" and ask for his soul without any scruples.
Just when they were puzzled, a dementor finally attacked and took the initiative to attack.
Instead, he was strangled by the weird helmeted man, and the cloak dangled like a sunny doll.
"It's too fake!" This is the true thought of all the onlookers.
However, this was not over yet, a golden light suddenly burst out from below.
The dementors around the helmeted monster seemed to have been expelled by the patron saint, and fled back to the sky as fast as possible to avoid the erosion of the golden light.
Immediately afterwards, they saw a large long purple-gray object flying past their eyes, and at the same time there was a "boom" sound from below, and the weird helmet followed the purple-gray object into the sky.
The prisoners began to communicate while the dementors were still flying around outside.
"Is there a magic protection that prohibits flying?"
"Why don't you think about why a wizard broke in here, didn't find anything, just grabbed a dementor and ran away."
"Did you see the golden light just now?"
"Uh... don't you mean the people below?"
More than two months ago, the dementors at the bottom of Azkaban suddenly ran to the middle and upper levels, which made their already difficult life even more gloomy.
In the last few weeks, they've occasionally looked down, trying to figure out what happened at the bottom that caused all these dementors to come up.
In the dead of night, the weirdness at the bottom is especially obvious, there will be a very light layer of golden halo appearing, and you will hear them chanting something in an obscure language.
"How about we listen carefully and try to write down the content? If the golden light below is the same as the golden light of the helmet monster, maybe we can escape!"
"Get out!"
These talking prisoners lacked the suppression of the dementors, and hope was rekindled in their hearts.
"If we can escape! Then we can go find the owner!"
"Keep your voice down! That man is watching us!"
The prisoners who were discussing with each other suddenly stopped talking and turned to look at a man with long black hair.
The man's face was basically covered by black hair, only a pair of gray eyes could be vaguely seen, revealing that he was born unlovely.
He didn't seem to care about other people's gazes, and he fell directly on the bed and began to lie down.
"Leave him alone!" A sharp female voice laughed, "He has no soul! We don't need to care about him! Just think about how to escape from here and continue to look for the master!"
At this moment, the dementors passed through the window and returned to their posts.
They smelled a lot of positive emotions in the air, and immediately started sucking, as if what happened just now had never happened.
As for the prisoners who were still excited about planning, most of the excited expressions on their faces have disappeared, and they have basically returned to their initial state.
"I'm tired... Destroy it... I ask every day why the master hasn't come to save us..."
"Trash!" It was that sharp female voice again, "We have to save ourselves! The master is waiting for us..."
"Hoo... hiss..." The dementor sucked in a more ferocious storm.
The sharp female voice also became soft, "Let's look at it at night. If there is a sound, listen to it. If it doesn't work, just use it as a lullaby. It's easy to fall asleep..."
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Another new Monday, Hogwarts Great Hall.
The Ravenclaw students held the bread in one hand and the phonetic symbols of the pinyin in the other. They continued to familiarize themselves with the phonetic symbols while watching, working extraordinarily hard.
In addition, the Kitty Eagles will conduct spot checks on another person with the pinyin phonetic symbols, or directly extract content from the "Qingjing Heart Sutra" to ask questions.
George turned his gaze back from the direction of the Ravenclaw long table, "By the way...it's Monday again, and it seems that Professor Kong will lead us into actual combat, just like in the first class."
"Actual combat..." Fred looked at the teacher's long table, "Is it an actual combat against the three-headed dog last time? We killed it by noise?"
George thought about it seriously, "I think it shouldn't mind listening to music before dinner."
"Professor Kong went to the Forbidden Forest yesterday." Harry said after swallowing a piece of bread with great effort, "Hagrid told me that he seemed to be looking for new textbooks."
"Cool! It's a new textbook!" Both Fred and George whistled, "Professor Kong will find some textbooks that are beyond our expectations every time. I really look forward to it!"
"At that time, I saw the dementors at the bottom level running to the middle level and weeping. At that moment, I thought that if I could meet that ration again, I must win everything."
"Now that the rations are really delivered to my door, I have to consider whether this is the only chance I have in this life."
"I believe that the reason why dementors are feared is because our ability to absorb happiness is too outstanding. It is our duty to restore the glory of dementors!"
Thinking of this, the dementor saw the man wearing the hideous helmet jump up suddenly, and rushed towards him with a piercing sound.
"Hoo... hiss... ho... uh!"
Kong Nuo jumped into the air, and found that the dementor he had chosen was actually pounced on him, waving its slender, knuckle-protruding hands at him, looking like it was about to go all out.
It was as if the dementor was in a hurry to give it to him for free, and even he didn't need to adjust his posture, the neck of the dementor had already been delivered to him.
It feels similar to pinching Peeves, it's cold, but apart from being cold, the dementor seems to be rough because of the rag cloak it wears.
And these so-called existences beyond life and death seem to be really not afraid of death.
Peeves had taken the initiative to provoke him before, but this dementor was even more outrageous, and even delivered the goods directly to his door in a welcoming posture.
Not to mention Kong Nuo, the prisoners whose heads were forced out of the small windows on the high towers were also dumbfounded.
Although the dementors surrounded the helmeted man, none of them dared to act rashly, and they didn't even dare to get close, as if they were hesitating for something.
This kind of situation of dementors collectively appeared, even for old people like them who have been in Azkaban for nearly ten years, they have never seen it.
It has always been wizards who are afraid of dementors and must learn the Patronus Charm to counter them.I have never heard of dementors being afraid of wizards, they just gather together and dare not make a move.
In the face of a person who invaded Azkaban, the dementor could directly "kiss the dementor" and ask for his soul without any scruples.
Just when they were puzzled, a dementor finally attacked and took the initiative to attack.
Instead, he was strangled by the weird helmeted man, and the cloak dangled like a sunny doll.
"It's too fake!" This is the true thought of all the onlookers.
However, this was not over yet, a golden light suddenly burst out from below.
The dementors around the helmeted monster seemed to have been expelled by the patron saint, and fled back to the sky as fast as possible to avoid the erosion of the golden light.
Immediately afterwards, they saw a large long purple-gray object flying past their eyes, and at the same time there was a "boom" sound from below, and the weird helmet followed the purple-gray object into the sky.
The prisoners began to communicate while the dementors were still flying around outside.
"Is there a magic protection that prohibits flying?"
"Why don't you think about why a wizard broke in here, didn't find anything, just grabbed a dementor and ran away."
"Did you see the golden light just now?"
"Uh... don't you mean the people below?"
More than two months ago, the dementors at the bottom of Azkaban suddenly ran to the middle and upper levels, which made their already difficult life even more gloomy.
In the last few weeks, they've occasionally looked down, trying to figure out what happened at the bottom that caused all these dementors to come up.
In the dead of night, the weirdness at the bottom is especially obvious, there will be a very light layer of golden halo appearing, and you will hear them chanting something in an obscure language.
"How about we listen carefully and try to write down the content? If the golden light below is the same as the golden light of the helmet monster, maybe we can escape!"
"Get out!"
These talking prisoners lacked the suppression of the dementors, and hope was rekindled in their hearts.
"If we can escape! Then we can go find the owner!"
"Keep your voice down! That man is watching us!"
The prisoners who were discussing with each other suddenly stopped talking and turned to look at a man with long black hair.
The man's face was basically covered by black hair, only a pair of gray eyes could be vaguely seen, revealing that he was born unlovely.
He didn't seem to care about other people's gazes, and he fell directly on the bed and began to lie down.
"Leave him alone!" A sharp female voice laughed, "He has no soul! We don't need to care about him! Just think about how to escape from here and continue to look for the master!"
At this moment, the dementors passed through the window and returned to their posts.
They smelled a lot of positive emotions in the air, and immediately started sucking, as if what happened just now had never happened.
As for the prisoners who were still excited about planning, most of the excited expressions on their faces have disappeared, and they have basically returned to their initial state.
"I'm tired... Destroy it... I ask every day why the master hasn't come to save us..."
"Trash!" It was that sharp female voice again, "We have to save ourselves! The master is waiting for us..."
"Hoo... hiss..." The dementor sucked in a more ferocious storm.
The sharp female voice also became soft, "Let's look at it at night. If there is a sound, listen to it. If it doesn't work, just use it as a lullaby. It's easy to fall asleep..."
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Another new Monday, Hogwarts Great Hall.
The Ravenclaw students held the bread in one hand and the phonetic symbols of the pinyin in the other. They continued to familiarize themselves with the phonetic symbols while watching, working extraordinarily hard.
In addition, the Kitty Eagles will conduct spot checks on another person with the pinyin phonetic symbols, or directly extract content from the "Qingjing Heart Sutra" to ask questions.
George turned his gaze back from the direction of the Ravenclaw long table, "By the way...it's Monday again, and it seems that Professor Kong will lead us into actual combat, just like in the first class."
"Actual combat..." Fred looked at the teacher's long table, "Is it an actual combat against the three-headed dog last time? We killed it by noise?"
George thought about it seriously, "I think it shouldn't mind listening to music before dinner."
"Professor Kong went to the Forbidden Forest yesterday." Harry said after swallowing a piece of bread with great effort, "Hagrid told me that he seemed to be looking for new textbooks."
"Cool! It's a new textbook!" Both Fred and George whistled, "Professor Kong will find some textbooks that are beyond our expectations every time. I really look forward to it!"
