Chapter 705: Attack, Death Eaters and Fire Dragons (page 12)
Chapter 705: Attack, Death Eaters and Fire Dragons
On the last day of July, Kyle and Cedric, who had gained nothing all morning, decided to temporarily end their mission of hunting down dementors outside after discussion.
The main reason is that since the last time the Daily Prophet published an article about the bounty, most of the dementors wandering outside have disappeared.
Of course, this does not mean that they have all been replaced by Galleons... Although a hundred Galleons are tempting, there are not many wizards who can kill Dementors, and they cannot be so fast.
Kyle guessed that most of the disappeared dementors were hiding. After all, Death Eaters also read newspapers.
Now that Dementors have gone from being a scourge that everyone feared to being a fragrant golden galleon, it is naturally impossible for Voldemort to watch his group of right-hand men being divided up.
But that's good, at least you don't have to worry about any more Muggles being affected.
And after the dementors are hidden, it will be easier to catch them all. The only problem now is to find the specific location.
But this is what Dumbledore needs to consider.
After making the decision, Kyle and Cedric were ready to go back, but before that, they needed to go to the last address on the book to take a look.
This address was added a few minutes ago. Apparently someone discovered traces of dementors and reported them to the Ministry of Magic.
Anyway, they have been busy for several days, so this is the right one.
"Do you think someone will arrive early this time?" Cedric asked.
"Who knows," Kyle said, "but this address just appeared, so there shouldn't be anyone there yet."
"It's finally over..." Cedric rubbed his forehead, "I don't care, you have to give me three days off this time when I go back."
"Don't you like flying?" Kyle said with a smile: "It's very common for Quidditch matches to last for a week. You can't be a professional player like this."
"Can this be the same?" Cedric said angrily: "You don't have to worry about Dementors on the Quidditch pitch."
"That's true..." Kyle shrugged, "But whether you take a holiday or not is not up to me."
"I don't care, anyway, my salary this month cannot be less." Cedric said a little rogue.
Kyle was a little stunned, it was hard to imagine that this was what Cedric could say...
"The vacation is not important..." Kyle glanced at him, "It's best to have less contact with Fred and George in the future, and don't learn their bad habits of cheating and sneaking around."
"They are far worse than you." Cedric muttered in a low voice.
The two soon arrived in Hampshire, but they flew to the address for half an hour and found no trace of the dementors. However, they saw three wizards above a forest.
Two men and one woman, also riding broomsticks, and a large box with a lock next to them.
Before they even got close, Kyle heard their excited chatter.
"A living dementor costs two hundred galleons. How lucky."
"Yeah, I didn't expect these guys to become so valuable..."
"It's a pity that there is only one, otherwise I would have really made a fortune..."
No need to guess, the box must contain a Dementor.
"It seems that someone came earlier than us." Cedric whispered: "I didn't expect that someone could really capture the Dementors alive. They are quite powerful."
Kyle nodded.
Facing dangerous creatures like dementors, it is much more difficult to catch them than to kill them, because every time a dementor breathes, it can greatly weaken the wizard's combat effectiveness...unless there are multiple patron saints. Surround it.
There were three of them, so I guess they used this method.
Kyle glanced at the three people who were talking and laughing, but showed no intention of coming forward to say hello. Instead, he and Cedric turned around and prepared to go directly back to the Ministry of Magic.
However, at this moment, a Bowtruckle suddenly emerged from Kyle's collar and stabbed him in the neck with a sharp finger.
Almost subconsciously, Kyle turned the direction of the broom again and bumped into Cedric next to him.
Because the incident happened suddenly, Cedric, who was unprepared, almost fell off his broom.
"Kyle, why are you..." Cedric was just halfway through his words when he saw three magic spells passing in front of his eyes, in the exact direction where Kyle was.
No explanation needed now.
"Wait!" Cedric subconsciously lifted the illusion spell and looked at the three people not far away. "We are just passing by. We have no ill intentions and will not steal your Dementors..."
"Get rid of that extra one!"
Before he finished speaking, three more magic spells flew over.
Although Cedric tried to hide as much as possible, a spell fell on his broom.
A burst of black smoke rose from the rear of the broom, causing Cedric to stagger and fall downwards.
Just as Kyle was about to pull him, he was blocked by the oncoming curse and had to change direction.
"I didn't expect you to hide away..." One of the three people on the opposite side, a wizard with a big beard, said: "You are indeed the champion of the Triwizard Tournament."
"You know me?" Kyle quickly glanced down and breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that Cedric had taken out his wand in mid-air.
"Of course, you are very valuable now." A trace of greed flashed in the eyes of another bearded wizard, "The Dark Lord said that whoever can kill you will receive the highest honor and the most generous reward."
"A generous reward?" Kyle asked curiously: "What is it, ten thousand Galleons?
"If so, we can definitely cooperate."
"Cooperation?" The bearded wizard couldn't keep up with Kyle's thinking. He really couldn't figure out how to cooperate on this matter.
"It's very simple." Kyle explained: "I give out Polyjuice Potion, you let the person behind you drink it, and then kill him, can't you get the reward?
"Don't worry, I will never tell anyone. When the time comes, we will be rewarded with 19 points, and you get the big one."
As soon as Kyle finished speaking, the man behind the bearded wizard suddenly became nervous, and the wand in his hand subconsciously changed its direction.
"Idiot!" the bearded wizard yelled.
Then he turned to look at Kyle, "Do you think you can make us fight among ourselves with such small means? Stop dreaming. No one can deceive the great Dark Lord, and no one dares to do so."
"That's right." The bearded wizard said, "And the reward given by the Dark Lord is not something vulgar like Galleons. There is no way to divide it!"
"I don't think Gallon is vulgar." Kyle muttered: "By the way, are you waiting for me here specially? If so, how did you know that I would pass by here."
"Stop talking nonsense and kill him quickly?" The witch among the three looked at Kyle viciously, with unforgettable hatred in her eyes. "You should have expected that today would happen. Before you killed my brother, when……"
