The bell rang for the end of class, and everyone packed up their things and walked to the door, "Augustus, Harry, you two stay for a while, I have something to ask you." Lupin greeted the two.

Augustus folded back from the doorway, and Professor Luhu covered the box containing Hinkpunk with a cloth.

"I've heard about that game," said Lupin, turning to the podium table and packing the book into his briefcase, "and I'm sorry about your broomstick." Can it still be repaired?"

"No," Harry said, "the tree smashed it to pieces. Had it not been for Mr. Augustus's rescue at a critical moment, my consequences would have been worse than a broomstick. Harry sighed regretfully.

"No one knew that the Dementors would break into the school at that time, but it was obvious that Mr. Augustus had taught them a lesson that they would never forget, and this move, I don't know how many students and teachers were angry with the Dao, and the Ministry of Magic didn't embarrass you, right?" Professor Lupin looked at Augustus with concern.

"Thanks to Professor Dumbledore, the Ministry of Magic defines this incident as an accident, and only holds the Dementors responsible. Thank you for your concern. Augustus smiled faintly, thanking Lupin for his concern.

Lupin nodded, "That's fine." Harry looked at Lupin with some hesitation, and then blurted out the question he had to ask, and it was too late to stop. For what? Why do they affect me like that? Am I??"

"It has nothing to do with weakness." Professor Lupin said sharply. It was as if he could see through what Harry was thinking. "Those Dementors affect you more than others, because they don't have the horrors you used to have."

Harry looked at Lupin with some confusion, "Dementors have a greater impact on those who have experienced truly painful memories, humans have a self-healing function, and will deliberately suppress some bad experiences, covering them with happy and happy memories, when the Dementors absorb these beautiful memories, those forgotten painful memories in the deepest part of your heart will surface, so for those who have had truly painful memories, Dementors are deadly." A ray of warm winter sun shone on Augustus' long golden hair, silky blonde that shone in pure color in the thick of the light, and Augustus collected what he knew about the Dementors in his mind and explained to Harry.

"That's right, Dementors are some of the most hateful creatures on Earth. They haunt the darkest and dirtiest places in droves, cheering corruption and despair, draining the peace, hope, and joy in the air around them. Even Muggles could sense their presence, though they couldn't see them. Get too close to a Dementor and any good feelings, any happy memories you may have, will be sucked out by it. If it does, it will live on you for a long time, and at the end of the day, it will make you like it, soulless, and evil. All you will be left with is the worst memories of your life. The worst thing that has ever happened to you, Harry, is enough for anyone to fall off a broomstick. You have nothing to be shy about. Lupin continued.

"When they came close to me??" Harry looked at Augustus and Lupin with a wry smile on his face and his throat tightened, "I can hear Voldemort killing my mother. ”

Augustus shook his head slightly with a heavy look on his face, and Lupin's arm suddenly moved, as if to grab Harry's shoulder, but changed his mind. There was silence for a while, and then?" Why are they coming to the playing field?" Harry asked bitterly.

"Because they're hungry," said Augustus, with a cold look in his eyes, "they've been stationed outside the school for a long time, and no humans have passed by, and they've not had a good taste for a long time, and for Quidditch, those joyful and excited moods are the best tonic for them." ”

"Azkaban must be terrible." Harry muttered. Lupin nodded gloomily.

"The castle is located on a small island, on the way to the sea, but there is no need for walls and water to keep the prisoners in place, because the prisoners are under their control, and the prisoners themselves do not have the simplest thoughts. Most of the inmates went insane within a few weeks. ”

"Indeed, for Muggle prisoners, if they knew the Azkaban of the wizarding world, they would be glad how humane the ordinary prisons of the Muggle world were." Augustus smiled lightly, his tone teasing.

"But Blake escaped from them," Harry said slowly, "and he fled"

Lupin's briefcase slipped off the table, and he had to quickly bend down to pick it up. Augustus watched Lupin's performance with some confusion, recalling Snape's words to Dumbledore that night, could Lupin really be suspicious?

"Yes," he straightened up, "Blake must have found a way to fight them." I don't believe he can make wizards lose their mana if they stay with Dementors for too long."

"Mr. Augustus expelled a large number of Dementors from the train that time, as well as a large number of Dementors that were eliminated in Quidditch matches." Harry said suddenly.

"Actually, I'm also quite interested in these two spells of Mr. Augustus, you know, the magic used in the wizarding world to defend against Dementors is impossible to have such power, at most it can only defend against one or two Dementors alone, it is absolutely impossible to expel or even directly eliminate so many Dementors like Mr. Augustus, and now there are many heated discussions about these two spells in society, and countless unsuspecting people have deified them, but if these two spells are not only against Dementors, but also have other functions, Indeed, it deserves it. Professor Lupin looked at Augustus, expecting the client to reveal something.

"It's just the family's inheritance magic, and it's really not just for Dementors, it's for all evil undead. Created by the second generation of the family's patriarch, and later organized by the clan, a whole series of magic, collectively known as light magic. Augustus quietly explained the origin of this magic, his face indifferent, as if everything was as he had said.

Lu Pin nodded convincingly, "Sure enough, he is a great talent, he can create his own magic and create his own magic system in the magic world, such a person must already be a grandmaster, and the Julius family is really full of talents." ”

"Miu praised." Augustus nodded, thanking the unknown second-generation head of the family.