Job.. Patrol! ”

"Can't... Slack off! ”

"Don't... Go down and you'll give... We're looking for trouble.."

......

The whirring wind reached Ivan's ears, and coupled with the pushing of these Dementors, Ivan had no choice but to temporarily dismiss the idea of finding a target and follow the group of Dementors to patrol the sky above the castle.

Halfway through, Ivan was not idle, trying to communicate with this group of evil creatures and ask for some information or something.

After a period of questioning, Ivan gained a deeper understanding of the Dementor group.

These monsters were not as chaotic as he had imagined, and they could not help but communicate with each other, cooperate with each other, and even discuss tactics.

It's just that the IQ is not high.,It's about a few years old.,And the thinking is relatively chaotic.,It's full of thoughts about how to do things.,Occasionally complain about the inhumane treatment of the Ministry of Magic.。

They miss life in Azkaban more than they do patrolling Hogwarts.

There was plenty of food, and apart from the fact that prisoners could not be executed and sucked out of their souls, Azkaban was a paradise for them...

This contrast in life made them even more disgusted with the people of the Ministry of Magic, and the Dementors had not been able to eat a good meal for months, and they were all suffocating. Last time, I finally made up my mind to break into the school and have a full meal, but I was beaten back in disgrace...

Listening to the complaints of these Dementors, Ivan inexplicably felt that the Dementors were still simple-minded creatures, and they were easy to satisfy.

It's just that their ideas are too evil for wizards or Muggles, and they only take pleasure away from pain.

There was no way to alleviate the conflict, and the Ministry of Magic had put them in charge of the prison as the only way out for the Dementors.

After talking to the Dementors for a while, Ivan took advantage of the opportunity to go his own way around the castle and wander around Hogwarts alone.

After wandering around, Ivan finally found a lone target guarding the entrance in the woods path outside Hogwarts Castle, and leaned over as a patrol.

Ivan's proximity immediately attracted the attention of the dementor, and since the Ministry of Magic ordered all the dementors to stay at their posts or patrol the skies, a dementor like Ivan scurrying around was very conspicuous.

"I... Found out... Sirius... Blake's trail—" Ivan didn't wait for the other to ask, and then took the lead in the chaotic and staccato tone of the Dementors.

The dementor in front of him did not express doubts after hearing Ivan's words, but eagerly floated in front of Ivan, it knew very well what a prisoner meant.

That meant delicious food to be eaten at will, especially for a heinous fugitive like Sirius-Black, who would not be punished by the Ministry of Magic even if he sucked the soul of the other party.

"You wait... Right here! Ivan cautiously looked left and right, and seeing that there was no one around, he put his withered and rotting palm into his cloak and took out a large sack...

The Dementor has no vision, but he uses his special senses to check Ivan's movements and the surrounding scene, and feels a strangeness, could it be that Blake is in this bag?

The Dementor curiously leaned his head over the mouth of the bag to inspect it, and then felt that the mouth of the bag seemed to be getting closer and closer to him...

With the sound of waving the sack, Ivan put the somewhat stupid Dementor in the bag and couldn't help but complain.

"It's too easy..."

Are Dementors wary of their own kind?

Ivan thinks it's very possible, after all, these simple creatures seem to have conflicts only when they suck the emotions of wizards, because of the problem of uneven distribution, and they are usually very happy to act together...

Now that he had captured a Dementor, Ivan didn't think much about it and prepared to fly back to the castle to find a place to change back to his prototype.

At this moment, the faint sound of conversation was heard in the distance.

Ivan frowned, how could anyone come here at this point in time?

Ivan hid the sack containing the Dementor in his empty cloak, created some more black mist, covered up the abnormality of his body, pretended to be the Dementor who was guarding the aisle just now, and waited for the other party to pass.

"Hey, isn't that Umbridge? How did she end up here? Ivan looked over the corner just in time to see Professor McGonagall step out of the corner and be flanked by a stocky middle-aged witch in a pink floral dress.

Ivan instantly recognized this twisted middle-aged witch, this is the Umbridge he had seen two years ago...

With a calm face, McGonagall was telling Umbridge about the Dementor riot a few days ago, breaking into the Quidditch pitch and attacking the students.

"You said those Dementors broke into the school against the rules of the Ministry of Magic?" Umbridge, who was a special investigator at the Ministry of Magic, pulled his throat with a look of surprise, and then quickly shook his head resolutely and continued to speak.

"No way! These Dementors are employed by the Ministry of Magic, and they will never dare to enter the castle without an order, let alone attack the students there..."

"Really?" Professor McGonagall raised an eyebrow and reminded herself. "All the students at Hogwarts can testify to this, and I think the Ministry of Magic should have received letters from the parents of the students recently!"

Umbridge's face suddenly turned very ugly.

These days, an average of hundreds of howling letters are being sent to various departments of the Ministry of Magic every day, which has seriously interfered with their daily affairs!

The Ministry of Magic even needs to have special personnel to deal with the daily letters, separating the roaring letters and destroying them with specialized magic.

Despite cursing the Dementors in her heart, Umbridge was not prepared to admit such a vicious incident caused by a mistake by the Ministry of Magic...

Umbridge prefers to interpret it differently.

For example... Those Dementors who accidentally broke into the Quidditch pitch were actually discovering Sirius's traces, and accidentally disturbed the students in pursuit, causing a misunderstanding, which is why the conflict was caused!

However, McGonagall would not be fooled like this, and instead of unifying her voice with Umbridge, she asked the Ministry of Magic to evacuate all the Dementors from the castle.

Since the last riot, McGonagall didn't have any expectations for the safety of the Dementors, there was a first time for this kind of thing, maybe a second time!

This will seriously affect the safety of the students in the castle...