Everyone Hates Dementors at Hogwarts

Wanmi can't understand, so can she get recognized by Hogwarts just by spending money?

Draco: "What are you thinking? My father donated it for free because he cared about the future of the wizarding world. There is nothing wrong with providing a place for our friends to live in times of crisis, right?"

"Okay, I don't understand all of your twists and turns. What are you doing now?"

"Training! Students can't hide here all the time. Who knows if Voldemort will find a way to break the school's defenses?"

Harry followed Draco's words, "Yes, and Voldemort has gone crazy! Originally, I thought his target was just me. After all, he said before that he wanted to take my life with his own hands! Of course, he must have wanted to kill me most before me. Still Headmaster Dumbledore."

Old Dengtou who was just dragged back to school by Phoenix... is really my good student!

"Yo! Headmaster, you're back!" Harry's eyes lit up, and he continued, "But since he found out that even Fudge dared to go against him, he went crazy! He said he would kill all the cubs!"

"That damn fat man? Does he have the guts?"

Sirius didn't believe it.

Dumbledore casually handed Wanmi a pendant box and said calmly: "Come, try your strength, if you can crush it, you are good. By the way, what Harry said is true. Kingsley sent me a message that he Fudge and Delis accompanied Fudge to Azkaban for a month. During that month... Fudge tried every means to make the other dementors understand one thing. They could help him and cooperate with him in dealing with the Death Eaters. If we return their food rations, we can still have more money..."

Dumbledore didn't say anything. He thought Fudge was inspired by investigating some of the relationships between Wanmi and Sirius. It seemed that the dementors were particularly paranoid about their own exclusive rations.

Wanmi crushed the pendant box to pieces with a gentle squeeze and returned it to Dumbledore, "Here you go! What kind of rubbish is trying to stump me? I'm awesome! Even if that little fat guy has some brains, why did he come back when we came back?" Is there no one in the Ministry of Magic? According to you, Fudge should be tough."

Harry's heart suddenly twitched when he saw Wanmi's casual movements. He glanced at Dumbledore secretly. Why did he think that the locket was so extraordinary?

Everyone, look at me and I look at you. In the end, I don’t know who pushed Draco to Wanmi.

Come on!You are her assistant!

Tell her quickly!

"That...that...the dementors are more difficult to communicate with. As soon as they finish their work, they drift to Azkaban..."

Wanmi bared her teeth: "Don't tell me, he brought the entire Ministry of Magic to live in my house!! Dumbledore!"

Dumbledore's beard trembled twice.

“Don’t others know that you don’t know that I go home every year?!”

"No, no, no, no! My old bones! No! Fudge can't get up. The dementors saw Fudge's attitude of almost moving the entire Ministry of Magic and refused to let them go ashore. They are now on the ship. The office is around Azkaban!"

Wanmi was relieved, but Sirius was even more disdainful, "Fudge is indeed still so afraid of death, so what are our plans next?"

A few people were about to seriously discuss the next plan when Wan Mi suddenly stretched out a piece of cloth and poked Dumbledore. Dumbledore shivered from the cold, "Your students are doing a great dance!"

"Wanmi! Stay away from me! Sooner or later I will freeze to death from you!"

Dumbledore showed off his jumping ability that was not suitable for his age and jumped to the other side of Harry, "They are practicing, what a great jumper!"

"Tch, you're about to die anyway, how can you fight like them? Why don't you just rush in and hit, smash, throw, kick, and survive together?"

That's right, in Wanmi's eyes, let alone waving a magic wand and chanting a magic spell, she didn't even have the concept of hiding!

"...Haha, do you think everyone is just you? You can defeat ten groups with one force? Get out of here!"

"You just say dirty things to me like that?!"

Wanmi was angry and was about to rush forward to fight with Dumbledore. Sirius, who had long been accustomed to her air conditioning, hugged most of the rags and dragged her back, "Okay, okay, okay, I don't have the same experience as him." , Old kid, old kid, he’s ignorant!”

Everyone secretly gave Sirius a thumbs up: Warrior!

Wanmi finally decided to let Dumbledore go. She didn't want to listen to their convoluted words, so she simply said hello and left the auditorium.

When she reached the first floor below ground level, she suddenly stopped and turned around, just in time to bump into Harry who had no time to brake. Knowing that Harry's teeth were chattering, he quickly backed up several steps.

"You, you, why did you stop suddenly?"

"You, you, you, please talk to me, why do you want to follow me?"

Harry was annoyed and embarrassed when he heard Wanmi imitate him. He immediately became serious when he thought of something, "Wanmi, what did you mean when you just said that Dumbledore won't live much longer?"

"Yo? You've become smarter, little Harry."

Harry's face turned even darker. Everyone thought Wan Mi was just talking nonsense out of anger, but he always felt that Wan Mi wouldn't say this casually.

"It was because I was not smart enough, too reckless and not calm enough that I was controlled by Voldemort! Hey, what do you mean by that?"

"He's been cursed and won't live long."

"how come……"

"Maybe it has something to do with the pendant box? Haha, I really don't understand what this kind of person thinks."

After saying that, Wan Mi Tu left Harry alone and didn't look back.

So, what did Principal Dumbledore do?

He was looking intently at Wanmi's floating back, so you had already seen through Dumbledore's thoughts. You just wanted to help a bunch of people who were dying, so you followed his wishes and squeezed the pendant?

Then, it should also be a Horcrux, right?

Harry felt a sense of powerlessness welling up from the bottom of his heart.

All of them worked hard to find it, and the things they destroyed were just a piece of cake for Wan Mi.

An intense sadness and frustration enveloped Harry, for Dumbledore and for the rest of them, leaving him breathless.

"Harry, would you like to come to the Headmaster's office with me for a drink? I mean a drink."

Dumbledore's always gentle and sensible voice came from behind, "They are coming soon, and you don't want them to worry about you."

"Worried about me?! It's you!"

"Haha, look, I became calm just after I finished speaking, and now I'm dumbfounded again, huh?"

Dumbledore signaled him with his eyes, and Fawkes stretched out a foot in response.

In a blink of an eye, the two arrived at the principal's office.

"You've just figured out what this is, haven't you?"

Dumbledore took out the pendant that was broken into two halves and placed it gently on the table. "How powerful is she? The moment she crushed it, she destroyed the fragments of Voldemort's soul. In other words, it crushed the pendant at the same time. From this fragment, no trace of excess energy can escape."

Harry held a glass of lemon honey super double sugar water and said nothing.

"You know, and I know, we can't ask her for help, we can only rely on ourselves. But fortunately Sirius is here, at least she won't just watch Sirius..."

"headmaster!"

Harry interrupted Dumbledore, "We can do it, we don't need to rely on anyone! Under your leadership..."

"Don't kid yourself Harry, you heard what Wan Mi said, I won't live long..."