Its face was completely hidden under the hood, but two hands came out of the cloak, and these hands shimmered, gray, thin... And it scabbed, like something had died, and it was soaked in water and rotted.

Then, the Dementor closest to Roger raised its two rotting hands and lowered its turban...

Where there should be eyes, there is only the baby's crusted gray skin, monotonously covered with empty eye sockets. What was supposed to be the most was a shapeless hole, sucking in air with the sound of a throat before death.

Dementors have never been creatures with such emotions as mercy, let alone Rong, and perhaps due to the power of wizards, their race is subject to the rules of the Ministry of Magic, and often uses their last resort... A Dementor's kiss.

In fact, the 'restraint' is not appropriate, and the Ministry of Magic's method of dealing with this group of Dementors is more like a 'threat, use'.

Azkaban, the only wizarding prison in England, where wizards who break the wizarding law have to come and visit, where dementors can eat unscrupulously without fear of wizard retribution? Dementors are reluctant to lose this job.

You know, before they were 'hired' by Azkaban to be jailers, Dementors were definitely in the top three of the list that threatened the safety of wizards, and they were the kind of people who would be killed if they saw them.

Therefore, under the threat of the Ministry of Magic to take back their jobs and destroy their families, most of the people who strayed into the alert range of Azkaban would be taken back by the Dementors to enjoy it slowly, and later the Ministry of Magic sent someone to investigate and find out that there was still hope of getting out alive in the future.

But when the food is delivered to the mouth and provokes first, it is a bit wishful thinking to make them restrain themselves... Killing a Dementor is definitely a blatant provocation. And there will be no objections from the Ministry of Magic, behind the Dementors is Azkaban, a prison!

Although these evil creatures do not possess human feelings, it is always a pleasure for them to be able to suck human souls with confidence.

Seeing the Dementors begin to lower their hoods and prepare to use their last resort, Roger decisively retreated into the cabin.

Pouted and chased by a bunch of ugly things to kill humanity to play a kiss game... Damn, it's just... I choose death!

Roger, who thinks he has been bold, finally completely confessed at this moment...

"Divine Guardian!" the boy quickly summoned the formless Patronus with his wand, blocking one of the two breaches, and Professor Lupin was a little powerless on his side.

It wasn't just a matter of saying that the Patronus Charm was classified as one of the most advanced magics, and he hadn't even succeeded with the double buffs of the Joy Potion and the Happiness Charm. If it had been performed in a state where he had been reduced in intelligence, Roger felt that he would have a better chance of success...

Therefore, Professor Lupin, who was already covered in bruises and deaf once, was slightly distracted by another close-range artillery explosion, and his pupils were dilated and he covered his ears in confusion. The Dementors had already crept in from the gun's gun on his side.

Thankfully, even though the muzzle of the cannon was enlarged by the cannon bore, it wasn't enough for more than two Dementors to squeeze in together, and Roger managed to manage it.

Holding on to the hole on its side, the creature hooked the iron rod that had been used to light the fire into his hand with his toes, and swept it over with the sound of the whirring wind, pumping back the two Dementors who had already burrowed into most of their bodies.

The Dementors on his side, who had been blocked outside the cabin by the silver mist, looked at the small obstacle in front of them, and the slender dead man's hand, which had been retracted into the cloak after taking off his hood, slipped out again. It gestured as if to push the Patronus away.

Roger was shocked, and the iron rod in his left hand suddenly didn't bother to knock on another Dementor who couldn't help but pop out, and his arm twisted and poked hard at Professor Lupin, who was still in a trance.

"Hey, have you had enough of lying down!!," he called out loudly.

Being forcibly kissed by a group of shemale monsters, it is impossible for Roger to accept death. (Dementors reproduce like spore plants, so there's no male or female at all.)

The boy's iron rod stabbed directly into the professor's injured arm, and although the wound had been slightly treated, as a wizard who did not specialize in healing magic, the deep wound could only heal before it healed.

So his words must not have worked on Lupin, who was temporarily deaf again, and the pain was still very effective.

Lupin gasped and suddenly woke up from his state of distraction. Seeing a group of dementors with their hoods off their hoods rushing towards him, he immediately raised his wand and summoned a silver mist to seal the hole on the other side.

"Whew~ It seems that my temperance has been preserved for the time being..."Roger sighed and said with some joy.

The professor didn't have the energy to question whether there was such a thing as discipline in this thing, his arm twitched slightly, and he said hurriedly: "If we continue like this, we will be exhausted by the Dementors sooner or later! We've got to figure out a way to get out of here!"

"I really have a way to deal with this situation... I just don't know if it's going to work. Roger looked at the professor and whispered.

"It's better than waiting here to die!" Lupin exclaimed, "I'm almost out of it!!"

The injury had drastically reduced his physical strength, and the fact that she had resisted the onslaught of a large number of Dementors had made her physical strength a little unsustainable.

"I threw the Joy Potion on the deck, and there were two dozen of them enough to support us to run back and forth with the Dementors on our backs," Roger said quickly, "but I'm not sure how to deal with the Dementors' kisses." ”

"Gotta try!" said Lupin at once, "now we have to slowly retreat to the trap door on the deck..."

"Understood. Roger replied.

The two of them maintained an incomplete Patronus charm, staring at the hole in front of them, and slowly walked sideways towards the stairs in the cabin.

The Patronus Charm is a directional magic that requires the eyes to be directed at the target, otherwise the magic will be more unsuccessful than unsuccessful.

The two of them cautiously retreated under their companions, and went up the wooden staircase one after the other.

"I'll count 1.2.3 and I'll rush up immediately, no matter how powerful the Dementors are, they won't teleport and can't catch up with us. Roger's hand that wasn't holding his wand was on the trapdoor.10