Chapter XXVIII
The weather at Hogwarts is usually a bit cold, as people living in London often say: seeing the sun is rare.
The same goes for Hogwarts.
While not as full of the harsh atmosphere of industry as the world of ordinary people, perhaps the enchantment that wraps around Hogwarts makes this castle in the middle of the mountains seem a little eerie.
The Book of Rubick diligently added firewood to the fireplace, so that Shaun wouldn't have to relight it halfway through tonight's experiment to ensure the right temperature.
A large adult-sized green jar was placed in the room, which looked very abrupt, and what was even more puzzling was that there was a black wardrobe next to the jar, and the door of the cabinet was facing the green jar, making it difficult to imagine what kind of experiment would be carried out.
Speaking of an experiment, it looks more like Sean is going to perform an escape room magic trick without an audience. Just put Sean in a jar filled with green liquid, and then lock the jar tightly to see a live escape.
Probably, if it were placed on the stage and the jar was covered with a black cloth, the black wardrobe would open with loud applause just by counting down the audience holding their breath.
It's a pity that the green jar already has its owner.
Inside was a humanoid creature draped in a tattered black cloak. It looked like it had been soaked in green liquid for a long time, and its whole body looked rotten, and its scabbed palms looked like dry old tree roots, and some looked like the hands of an old man who was about to go to another world.
The body of this thing is like a body buried in the ground and just beginning to decay, and Sean must state that when he caught this thing floating around, his body was already like this, and it was not because he had soaked him in water for too long.
Sean would never abuse his own experimental materials, just like he did with an ingredient in front of him, and since it was a fact that he had taken the lives of other species, he had to deal with them with reverence.
It's not a superfluous thing, it's a reverence for life.
Even so, Sean didn't know if the guy in front of him was a living life form.
Even if he'd seen a ghoul who was forever hungry, a skeleton soldier who didn't know what he was after, or a gosh monster who spends his days going crazy and didn't know what to think......
Even though most of these have died once, and then regained through unknown methods. Sean could at least feel the breath of life from them.
Compared to the guy in front of him, who is called a dementor, even a ghoul that is difficult to see and difficult for people to touch, can give people a kind of warmth of life.
It's not
To say that ghouls' bodies are hot is a conclusion drawn from the feelings given in the process of being with them.
When dealing with a ghoul, one will probably feel frightened and have cold hands and feet.
With a group of ghouls, the heart will beat sharply, and the people who are surrounded at this time will definitely not feel the cold, only the blood will be pumping.
And this creature that was packed in a jar, under the cloak covered, had no facial features, and where the original mouth was, there was only a black hole.
As long as you stare at the black hole, you will lose all your happiness, leaving only sadness and frightening memories.
That's probably all Sean knew, and in addition to the information he knew about the Dementors, it was more about what he had personally experienced.
The reason why Sean doubts whether the Dementor is a real life is because he can't feel the fluctuations of life from the Dementor's body.
Even ghouls, creatures who are known to have returned from hell, can be killed with a knife if they are done the right way, in the true sense of the word.
Dementors, on the other hand, are different.
Although it has a human-like size, it lacks many similarities.
In addition to having no facial features and corresponding internal organs of the human body, they do not need to eat food or metabolize, and they exist as if they exist in this world.
Feeding on happy emotions, Sean can feel that if he spends too much time with the Dementors, eventually the human soul will become their nourishment.
Sean, on the other hand, can't feel the soul of the Dementor.
Soulless things, Sean doesn't know if he can call them living beings.
Adhering to the rigorous scientific research attitude, after killing a Dementor who broke into his room, Sean grabbed another one as if he had discovered a new world, and was admonished by Dumbledore.
"You can't do that."
Dumbledore sternly warned Sean, who was loading a Dementor into his special vessel.
"Shakespeare should have given that diary to the Malfoys as you commanded, and if I go and tell the boy now, the Weasleys' youngest daughter nearly died in your play. Do you think that kid will trust you as much as he does now? Of course, Shakespeare would not have thrown what he had received from me to the Malfoy family without my consent. Dumbledore, you have to understand that we are not superior-subordinate relationships. If you get something from me, you have to pay for it, and that's a fair deal. So, this monster is counted as your upfront interest. ”
Sean had no interest in Dumbledore's alleged script, and he didn't have the time to spend a lot of time and a lot on a child who was definitely going to die
...... Affection.
No matter which way you look at it, the lightning scar on Harry Potter's forehead has already indicated that if Dumbledore insists on killing his former student Ah Tang, Xiao Ha, who is one of Ah Tang's Horcruxes, will definitely not be able to save his life.
The diary has been destroyed, which proves that Dumbledore has a resolute and positive attitude towards the killing of Ah Tang.
Then, Dumbledore, who has gained Xiaoha's complete trust, will eventually kill this child, and it is only a matter of time.
When Sean forcefully rejected Dumbledore, the poor Dementor still struggled desperately in the jar without knowing what his future fate would be.
"Huh?! Dementors are one of the most hateful creatures on the planet? There is some truth in this, and I think the word evil is more appropriate for them. Hordes haunt the darkest and dirtiest places, and you can find wild Dementors in the sewers? ”
Sean flipped through the books he had borrowed from the library, and by the way, recorded his guesses in his experiment notes.
"The cheers and despair suck the peace, hope and joy out of the air around them. If you get too close to a Dementor, any good feelings, any happy memories you have will be sucked out by him. If he could, he would have lived on you for a long time, knowing that he would make you like him, soulless, and evil. ”
Sean saw this, a little incomprehensible.
If the way Dementors are spawned is like parasites, feeding on the emotions produced by other creatures, and finally assimilating other creatures into the same species as themselves.
Sean has no objection to this.
"Breathe on positive emotions?"
Sean opened the top of the jar, as if he saw the Dementor who was expected to escape the chance to escape, and he didn't hesitate, and stepped on his right foot with his left foot, and the longitudinal cloud ladder that he learned from somewhere was instantly used.
syllable
"Stay good, um, suck my fingers, don't push too hard."
The beaten Dementor was a little unconscious, and even in this state, the instinct to crave food still drove him to open the black hole that was not a mouth, and gently bit Sean's finger.
And then...... Suck?
"Waste, sure enough, not all the words in the book are true."
Another slap made the Dementor dizzy, and Sean shook off the liquid on his hand and closed the jar.
After thinking about it for a moment, he felt that maybe he was different from everyone else, and that he needed more samples if he was to verify that the Dementors were what the book said.
"I wonder if there are any volunteers at Hogwarts who are willing to participate in the experiment?"