After hearing Ivan's hoarse cries, countless Dementors gathered around him and asked about the situation.

"Happens... What the... What's up? ”

"As soon as I come... Just see... You... In the beating..."

"It's... The Ministry of Magic... Sorcerer..."

......

A large number of Dementors gathered, and the whirring wind echoed in Ivan's ears, transformed into staccato words.

Faced with the inquiries of the dementors, Ivan pretended to be angry and replied, "Why else?" Due to our previous trespass on the Quidditch pitch, a special investigator sent by the Ministry of Magic is prepared to punish us all with the most severe means possible! ”

As soon as Ivan's words came out, the surrounding Dementors were in an uproar and became very panicked.

Although they directly forgot the rules of the Ministry of Magic when they violated the rules of the Ministry, this does not mean that the Dementors are not afraid of the methods of the Ministry of Magic.

On the contrary, they knew very well that they could not be the match of those wizards.

It is for this reason that the Dementors are willing to obey the orders of the Ministry of Magic. The occasional loss of control is only due to their chaotic nature and desire to absorb pleasure that temporarily overwhelms fear of the Ministry.

Looking at these panicked Dementors, Ivan was speechless, since you are so afraid of the Ministry of Magic, why did you go earlier?

However, in order to stir up some chaos and facilitate his escape, so as not to be caught, Ivan shouted loudly.

"Be quiet! Listen to me! ”

All the Dementors who had been in a state of confusion and panic stopped and looked at this strange kind, which they had never seen before think so clearly, so they all looked at Ivan with curiosity.

Ivan shouted loudly.

"Are we going to be oppressed by the Ministry of Magic all the time? I hope you haven't forgotten that it wasn't our fault at all! ”

"Did the Ministry of Magic take our feelings into account for restricting our personal freedom and forcing us to do pointless patrols? Not really! They never cared what we thought and weren't even prepared to offer us any food...."

"It's obviously a mistake on the part of the Ministry of Magic, and they don't reflect on it but want to punish us with the most severe means possible!

We will be punished if we resist! There will be punishment for not resisting! So why don't we choose to rise up and fight back? Rights have always been earned! ”

Ivan watched the Dementors listen attentively, and knew that they were all attracted by his words, so he cleared his throat and continued impassionedly.

"I have a dream! I dream of a day when every Dementor will be able to roam freely through the wizarding world, spreading fear to all beings...

I dream of wizards, dementors, elves, and so many other intelligent beings being able to mingle with each other..."

"I declare... Starting today, the Dementors are on their feet! ”

"Orcs eternal... Phew, Dementors are never slaves! ”

......

Ivan was full of gibberish, babbling and piecing together the preaching words he had heard from various places in his previous life, and then sent them to these Dementors in one go.

If it had been a wizard or Muggle in his right mind, he might have been knocked out of power...

But how could these Dementors, who were already not very intelligent, ever heard such blood-boiling words?

Under Ivan's loud slogans, more and more Dementors became furious, recalling the experience of the Ministry of Magic not giving them food and making them work for nothing.

The thick black mist suddenly spread the entire sky into a terrifying black...

Although the sound of the Dementors talking to each other seemed to outsiders to be nothing more than the sound of a whirring cold wind, Professor McGonagall couldn't help but frown at the constant malice in the sky.

But soon Professor McGonagall's eyebrows furrowed again, and she looked at Umbridge playfully.

She believed that Umbridge would no longer be stubborn about the fact that these Dementors were harmless creatures that had been tamed.

Noticing that the Dementors were getting closer and closer, Umbridge panicked, and regretted his rash action...

Umbridge took a few steps back faintly, and scolded in a fierce rage.

"What do you want to do? I'm the Senior Inquisitor of the Ministry of Magic! Why don't you all get back on patrol for me! ”

Umbridge assumed his position as an Inquisitor for the Ministry of Magic in an attempt to scare off the Dementors.

Unfortunately, under Ivan's flickering, the surrounding Dementors were either carried away by anger or inspired by Ivan to fight for the interests of the race, and were not prepared to pay attention to Umbridge at all.

"Be careful, our enemy is the short, fat wizard below, the one who hit me just now, don't hit the wrong person... The other wizard is too powerful for us to deal with! ”

Ivan, as the troublemaker, considered that his combat effectiveness in the form of a dementor was very average, so he had no intention of playing in person. Instead, he floats through the air to cheer on his "companions" and guide the Dementors away from McGonagall to attack nearby Umbridge.

Of course, Ivan wasn't worried about Professor McGonagall's safety, just reminding the Dementors not to die at will!

Despite the sheer number of evil creatures, Professor McGonagall is at best a hassle to deal with...

Ivan wasn't worried about Professor McGonagall meddling, though.

Ivan listened to the conversation between Umbridge and McGonagall just now, and knew very well that McGonagall should be very dissatisfied with Umbridge now, and would probably follow this opportunity to fish for a while, so that Umbridge would suffer a little before considering the rescue.

The black pressure swallowed down like a tidal wave of dementors, turning the surrounding space into a cage of black mist, where no sunlight could be seen, only the biting cold and pain...

Umbridge's expression became very hideous, and he raised his wand and shouted angrily.

“Expecto Patronum！ (Calling God Guards)! ”

With Umbridge's full force, a nimble cat leaped from the tip of the wand and knocked the nearest Dementor into the air.

But there were so many Dementors here that as soon as one was driven away, several more gathered around.

Umbridge was able to barely resist the attack of the Dementors by spreading some of the power of the Patronus Charm, turning it into a shield in front of him, and then letting the cat-shaped Patronus attack.

However, the shield didn't last long, as it collapsed into a white mist under the onslaught of many Dementors...

The seemingly powerful cat-shaped Patronus was then torn to pieces by the Dementors who came up from the skin...

Thanks to the book friend Zichuan Condor for the 10,000 starting coins and the 200 starting coins for the 200 starting coins that Wanshiwu will never end.

(End of chapter)