Hertfordshire is located on the outskirts of London, and in the records of the Ministry of Magic, it was inhabited by only one wizard...... Hermione Granger.

But now that Hermione had gone to Diagon Alley, there were only Muggles here.

An annoying grey fog hung over Hertfordshire, foggy, as if it had just been blown from a sandstorm.

On the street, a few pedestrians hurriedly walked with their mouths and noses covered, while tightly wrapped in their clothes.

It's weird...... It was July, but it was shivering cold when I walked down the street, and some people even put on winter clothes.

"What the hell is this...... Everyone in the Met Office should have their salaries suspended for one month! A man rubbed his hands together and couldn't help but complain.

He was here to deliver documents, so he didn't know about the cooling, but as soon as he got off the subway, he felt like he was walking into a huge refrigerator. The thin clothes on the body did not have the slightest effect on warmth.

The man quickened his pace again, and finally trotted straight up, he just wanted to get the papers out as soon as possible and get out of this perverse ghost place.

Strangely, instead of getting warmer, the man who ran up was getting colder and colder.

Before he knew it, his breathing began to become heavy, his head became groggy, and with each gasp, he would spew out a white mist that only winter can only have.

There was a layer of hoarfrost on his suit, but the man didn't notice it, his legs stiffened forward, but they grew slower and slower......

In the hazy gray mist, something floating in mid-air, dressed in a black cloak, appeared above his head like a ghost.

"Shhh...... Whew......"

With a bellows-like inhalation, the man's expression began to glaze over, and the joy of his early promotion was gone, as was the excitement of drinking and celebrating with his colleagues last night...... All the emotions related to happiness in my memory are disappearing little by little.

The man's heart was terrified, he wanted to run, but his legs did not obey, and he could not take another step no matter what.

The Dementors in mid-air took off their hoods after a full meal.

In an instant, the man's vision became more and more blurred, and all the colors disappeared at this moment......

Just as he was about to plunge into complete darkness, he suddenly saw a silver light.

The light was too bright, like the sun, illuminating everything while also dispelling the cold, and the frozen body gradually regained consciousness......

In a trance, he heard a voice.

"Cedric, do you think it's necessary for us to use the Oblivion Charm on him?"

"What spell?" The man pondered, and opened his eyes with all his strength.

He saw two children, about seventeen or eighteen years old, and he saw the silver light again...... Oh no, it's a jellyfish floating in mid-air.

"This must be a dream, how can a jellyfish float in the air?" The man thought to himself.

However, the next second......

"Forget it!"

Kyle looked at the man who had fallen into a coma again, sighed, and said, "Why do you say you want to open your eyes at this time, I can't even save trouble." ”

The people who came were Kyle and Cedric, and in fact, they had been at the Leaky Cauldron because they were out to deal with the Dementors.

After learning from Hermione that something was wrong here, the two of them came straight over and just happened to save the man.

The silver jellyfish he saw before was naturally Kyle's patronus.

Kyle waved his wand and moved the man to a mailbox on the side of the road.

"Is he okay here?" Cedric walked over and shoved a piece of chocolate into the man's mouth.

"It's okay, I'm measured, and he's eating chocolate, so he'll wake up in a few minutes."

Kyle said, "Even if people see it during this time, they will only think that he drank too much...... This guy really drank a lot, and the smell of alcohol hasn't gone away yet. ”

"Okay." Cedric stood up and looked at the silver jellyfish next to Kyle, and the struggling Dementor bound by tentacles.

"How do you deal with this Dementor, do you want to bring it back?"

"Nope." Kyle shook his head, "It just wanted to suck this person's soul, so let's fix it on the spot." ”

As soon as Kyle finished speaking, a few more tentacles came up to him...... Like ice thrown into a fireplace, the Dementors melted at a speed visible to the naked eye, and soon all that was left was a black torn cloak.

Cedric waved his wand, conjuring up a cloud of flames that burned the broken cloak to ashes.

"It's a bit of a waste." Kyle couldn't help but say.

"Waste?" Cedric looked at him suspiciously, "What's the use of this thing, can it still make clothes?" ”

"Of course not, and even if it does, no one will wear it." Kyle said, "I've been hesitating lately to suggest to Fudge a dementor bounty event, such as killing one that can go to the Ministry of Magic in exchange for the corresponding Galleons. ”

"Are you serious?" Cedric thinks Kyle is a little whimsical.

Let's not talk about whether the Ministry of Magic is willing to pay this money, how to find out if there is such a thing as killing Dementors, you can't send someone to supervise it...... After all, not everyone's Patronus is like Kyle's, able to silently bind Dementors.

Most Aurors who wanted to kill the Dementors had to use the Fire Charm, let alone other wizards.

In this way, the Dementors will not leave any cloaks.

"Forget it, when I didn't say it." Kyle thought of this too, and he sighed, not thinking about wool again.

At this moment, the man on the ground suddenly moved.

Kyle quickly put away his Patronus and, along with Cedric, walked towards the front as if nothing happened.

"Where are we going now...... Cedric asked, "According to the clues from the Department of Magical Beasts Management and Control, there are traces of Dementors in Surrey and Buckingham. ”

"No hurry...... Kyle glanced up at the sky, "this level of gray fog can't be caused by a Dementor, let's find out." ”

The two of them came to an open place, cast a disillusionment charm on themselves, and then raised their legs as if they were riding on something.

Then they flew straight away.

The invisible broomstick, they deliberately added this feature to the broomstick shop before setting off, just to facilitate movement, most Aurors will do it before hunting down Dementors.

The two circled in mid-air, and half an hour later, Cedric suddenly reached out and pointed to a remote street.

"Look there......"

Kyle looked in the direction of his finger and found a second Dementor.

However, unlike the previous one, this time the Dementor just sucked at the Muggle for a while, and then was content to leave, and did not mean to give him another "kiss".

"Are you going to kill this directly?" Cedric asked.

"I'll discuss ......"

Kyle turns his broomstick and finds himself in front of the Dementor.

It seemed to Cedric that Kyle was actually talking to the Dementors, and the Dementors seemed to understand!

When did he learn the Dementor language...... Is it all that much to be a Ministry of Magic employee now?

But before he could think about it, Kyle stretched out his wand.

A cluster of golden-red flames appeared out of thin air, condensing into the shape of a fire dragon, directly burning the Dementor to ashes.

"It's falling apart......," Kyle shrugged at Cedric, "it's not really going back to the Ministry of Magic...... All spells come to an end! ”

Kyle plunges his wand into the ground, and the remaining flames are extinguished.

"That can't be helped." Cedric said, incidentally, by the way, he also stuffed the attacked Muggle with a piece of chocolate in his mouth.

After doing all this, the two of them are ready to leave, but then Kyle suddenly notices something more on the ground.

Just below the Dementors, there was a handful of black stuff, like dust.

Kyle was a little surprised, he didn't expect that under the fire curse, there was still anything left.

In the spirit of not wasting it, Kyle found a bottle and filled it with all the 'dust' with his wand. ”

"What do you want these things for?" Cedric asked.

"What if it helps." Kyle said.

Even the basilisk's snake molt can make potions, and maybe the ones left behind by the Dementors will be useful.

Even if you can't make potions, you still have alchemy...... This kind of thing that can be preserved in the fierce fire is certainly not useless.

Kyle picked up the bottle and looked at it, "Ha, maybe it's not impossible to offer a bounty hunt......"

"You still want this...... Cedric rubbed his forehead, "This is a Dementor, and the reward must not be too low, but in this case, it will require a lot of money, do you think Fudge will agree?"

"There's no Malfoy sponsoring the Ministry of Magic right now."

"Try it, if it works." Kyle said.

There were so many Dementors scattered around the place that it was estimated that the Aurors and the two of them alone would not be able to clean them up in a year.

What's more, he is about to start school, and he has to think of other ways...... As for whether it can be done, that is another thing to consider.

With the two Dementors destroyed, the gray fog in the sky has faded a lot, and now only a thin layer remains.

This is normal, and it is now the case throughout the UK, including the Ministry of Magic and Diagon Alley, where these things will always be there as long as the Dementors are outside.

Although it still has a certain impact, it is nothing, the temperature has increased a lot, and the sun shines through the gray fog and shines warmly on the body.

They flew around again until they were sure there were no Dementors nearby before heading somewhere else.

The Department of Magical Beasts Management and Control and the Auror Office each have a booklet that records the locations where the Dementors have appeared, which is not accurate, but can be used as a reference.

Cedric flipped through the booklet......

"It just so happens that someone has also found traces of Dementors in Cambridgeshire, not far away, are you going to go?"

"Of course"

……

In order to eliminate the Dementors as soon as possible, the two of them flew outside for two days, and when they couldn't hold on, they drank the refreshment potion, and it was not until the evening of the third day that they returned to the Leaky Cauldron again.

Cedric was already tired and out of breath at this time, and he was sitting there panting with his legs trembling for so long.

"What are you doing here?" Fred and George, who had received the news, rushed over and looked at him with a suspicious gaze.

"I can warn you that you must not do anything that is sorry for Autumn......"

"Get out!" Cedric said angrily, he stole a glance to the side, and was relieved to see that Cho hadn't paid attention to it.

"Just kidding, don't get so excited." Fred grinned and sat down next to him. "But then again, what the hell are you doing?"

No one answered him.

Cedric was too lazy to talk to him, and Kyle simply didn't want to talk.

He was much more tired than Cedric.

After discovering that Dementors could drop items, he didn't use the Patronus Charm again, and when he encountered those Dementors who didn't want to cooperate, he just threw them in a fierce fire.

The fire spell is a black magic that consumes a lot, and then it will be matched with a ten thousand spells, and at the end of this day, it is already very good that he can still stand.

But the harvest is not bad.

Kyle's bottle was full, and he was going to find a time to ask Dumbledore or Nicol what it was for.

The two rested for a while, then gobbled up a few more cutlets and drank a large glass of hot cocoa, which made them much better.

"Where's Hermione?" Kyle asked, placing the empty cup on the table.

"I'm going to find her parents." Fred said.

"But at this time, I think they should come down for dinner...... Oh, here it is. ”

As they spoke, the three of them just came down the stairs.

"Kyle?"

Hermione immediately ran over. "Hello, Cedric......"

"Ah, hello." Cedric said.

"Kyle, I've been looking for you these days, but they all say you're not in the Ministry of Magic." Hermione looked at Kyle and asked, "Where have you been?" ”

"There's something to do." Kyle said, "What's the matter with you, your parents aren't used to living here?" ”

"No, it's not." Hermione said, "I'm here to pay it back." ”

She handed Kyle a bag of Galleons.

"So ......fast," Kyle blinked, "You robbed Gringotts?" ”

Earn fifty Galleons in two or three days, and only robbing Gringotts can have this kind of efficiency.

"Of course not." Hermione said, "Don't forget that we Muggle-born wizards can trade pounds for Galleons. ”

"Can you change so much?" Kyle was a little surprised.

"Yes." Hermione nodded, "But after twenty Galleons, you will need more and more pounds, which is not cost-effective." ”

"Then why are you still changing?" Kyle didn't understand, "I don't want you interest, why are you in such a hurry." ”

"It's fine." Hermione laughed and said, "Didn't Ron's brother Bill work at Gringotts before?" He told us that gold and jewellery were also hard currency at Gringotts, and we managed to exchange some of them.

"It's still more expensive than five pounds for one galleon, but Bill found a goblin who knows him well, and it's not too bad."

Hearing Hermione say this, Kyle put Garon away.

"In that case, I'll tell you good news too." He said, "Do you live in Hertfordshire?" ”

"That's right." Hermione nodded.

"There aren't many Dementors there anymore." Kyle casually took a sip of the butterbeer Fred had just requested.

Cedric did the same, snatching George's.

"Hey, that's mine." Fred said dissatisfied.

"Don't be so stingy, you can just buy it again." Kyle said nonchalantly.

"Wait, what did you mean when you said there were no Dementors?" Hermione wondered.

"We're just going to solve this problem these days." Kyle took another sip of Butterbeer, "Honestly, you were right to move to Diagon Alley, there are quite a few Dementors around Hertfordshire.

"But now it's gone, you can move back home at any time."

Yes?

Hermione was a little confused, because she wasn't sure if this was good news.

Strictly speaking, yes, it meant that she would never have to worry about Dementors threatening her parents again.

But the problem is, she just spent fifty Galleons two days ago to open a room here for a month.

If I move out now, will I be able to get the money back?

Hermione turned her head to look at the owner of the bar, and her instincts told her that she must not be able to retreat.

That's fifty Galleons, enough for her to graduate at Hogwarts.

"Thanks, thanks......" Hermione said stiffly, clutching her chest.

For the first time, she felt that the Ministry of Magic didn't need to move so fast.

But soon, Hermione adjusted her mood.

It's just that the Dementors in Hertfordshire have been dealt with, and that doesn't mean there aren't Dementors, so what if they come from somewhere else.

It's safer to be in Diagon Alley, and pay for your parents to learn more about the wizarding world.

After the initial nervousness, they were really happy during this time.

Her mother loved the clothes in Madame Morkin's robes shop, and his father was obsessed with all kinds of potions and a toothpaste that was said to contain the eggs of a snake with fire ashes.

It was scaryly expensive, but he gritted his teeth and bought a tube.

If they were allowed to go back now, they might not be happy either.

(End of chapter)