Everyone Hates Dementors at Hogwarts

Wanmi touched a sharp protrusion with her fingertips, clasped it hard, and retracted her fingers, revealing a mini statue the size of an ant.

"What a miserable mess."

Wanmi teased the statue unkindly. She was sure that this thing was still somewhat conscious.

"..."

"What? You can't even speak?"

'Host, it's probably hopeless. He's almost gone and can't speak, right? '

"I can't tell, maybe you're too weak to talk, right?"

"..."

'Yeah, I used to have a big hand after all! '

"Maybe it was bigger before!"

"...That's enough for you two, Wanmi, right, and Yaoyao, right? I can be considered a senior after all."

'So I would say...Mom!You can hear me! ! '

"Surprised? Then you are really rare and strange. Your life form is indeed more advanced than this life form, but you have to know that there are people outside the world..."

Wanmi couldn't help but interrupt the statue's chatter, "With all due respect, don't you feel that your voice is getting quieter?"

"...What? I still have a lot to say! I haven't spoken for a thousand years! Why! It's too late, Wanmi, right? I'll give you this..."

With a "pop", the sculpture shattered in Wanmi's hand, the place disappeared, and the black heart suddenly appeared in mid-air.

……

'So he waited 1000 years just to tell us that there are people outside the world? '

Yaoyao expressed great incomprehension.

"Maybe to give me a heart? I feel like it's mine."

'? ?Are you serious?This heart is almost pickled by the black air! ! '

Wan Mi rolled her eyes. Can she describe that weird feeling of blood connection? Whenever there was a human figure in the heart, she suspected that it was her blood?

The heart was suspended in mid-air quietly, releasing black energy that silently lured Wanmi's harvest.

Yaoyao watched nervously as Wan Mi's hand got closer and closer to the heart...

"call out!"

The moment Wan Mi's finger touched her heart, the heart turned into a black stream of light and rushed into Wan Mi's chest, and a strong force poured from her chest to her limbs.

"I feel...I've become stronger!!"

Yaoyao subconsciously looked at the top of Wanmi's head, and saw that her hair had not become smaller. Well, it was an illusion.

"Ha! I can hit ten!"

Wan Mi felt full of power at this moment and punched out!

Huh?Where is my voice?How about I hunt cattle across the mountain?

Wan Mi doesn't believe in evil, she is sure that it is not an illusion!

She kicked off her feet and shot up to the roof like a rocket!

"Ha! I knew it! I knew it! Isn't the power coming to her now?"

"Mom~ I saw a person flying in the sky! Sure enough, he hasn't woken up yet!"

On the floor, Draco opened his eyes and glanced vaguely at Wanmi above his head, turned over and continued sleeping, and then suddenly opened his eyes the next moment!

"I am back!"

Draco jumped up and looked around excitedly, but was this his perfect time?

Draco ignored Wanmi who was going crazy on the ceiling, and raised his hand to push Harry aside, "Scarhead! Scarhead, wake up! Look, we are back! Are we dreaming?"

The shock that a few hours brought to Draco completely overturned his previous knowledge. Salazar actually died in the library!His relationship with Godric Gryffindor was not as divisive as later generations thought!

The most important thing is that he actually saw a tentacle in the library!What the hell is that!And that big crack that put him in a coma!

That's not a good experience!

Draco now urgently needs someone to identify with him and tell him that he is not wrong!

Obviously Wanmi is not a good candidate...

"Well... my head hurts! Malfoy, why are you pushing me?"

Harry felt uncomfortable at the moment and had a splitting headache. He promised to look at Snape better than last time, or was it Quirrell?Who knows, it hurts more than when I look at them! !

"Scarhead! Let me see if we are back! Why am I not sure? I don't know what evil possessed Wanmi, but she actually flew up! And you remember that big gap, right? Remember Salazar, right? ? Remember the tentacle that pierced Salazar, right? Remember, remember, right? That’s not my imagination, right?!”

Harry was shaken so hard by Draco that his brains almost came out. He quickly stretched out his hand to stop Draco, "Don't panic, don't panic, I'm so dizzy, vomiting~ It's disgusting!"

"Eh? It's just past three o'clock. Did we just have a dream together?"

Harry was even more confused than Draco. He had only started to come into contact with magic this year, let alone how much he knew about items that affected time and space, but he was sure that they were definitely not in this position when they left the library!

Harry stood up from the ground suddenly and found that Wanmi was still wandering around on the ceiling having fun. He couldn't run away anyway, so he didn't care about it for now!

He came to the bookshelf where Wan Mi had picked up books and looked up, and was shocked to find that the book originally placed on the top floor had disappeared.

"Where are the books? The books are missing too? Look Draco!"

Harry fished out a branch from the gap between the bookshelf and the wall, "This is the broom branch I used to turn into a knife! Those are all real!"

The two looked at each other and nodded in unison. There must be some ulterior secret hidden in Hogwarts! !

"Yo! Are you awake?"

After enjoying the feeling of floating freely again, Wan Mi landed in front of the two of them with satisfaction.

"Wanmi, how did we get back? Do you know what happened? And why can you fly?"

Harry asked three questions in succession.

"Why do you care about that? We'll be back as soon as Salazar dies. I'm so sleepy, let's go back to sleep."

Wanmi yawned loudly, and Draco strongly suspected that it was because she was tired from flying, but thinking about seeing Wanmi floating on the ground with his own eyes, it was not unacceptable that Wanmi could fly.

As for Harry?

Sorry, no cue!

For a long time, Harry thought it was normal for a few people in the wizarding world to be able to fly, and even believed that he could learn it as long as he worked harder.

So, Wanmi opened the door with Draco, who didn't dare to ask, and Harry, who trusted her unconditionally. None of the three of them knew it. As soon as they arrived in the corridor, they were greeted by a wave of portraits screaming welcome.

"Hey! No quality! What time is it here to play Fluorescent...Flicker...Sparkle...!! Harry Potter!! Merlin!! And Draco Malfoy and Wanmi Demont!!"

The three of them covered their ears and watched blankly as a portrait of a gentleman quickly disappeared from the frame.

"Are we... ghosts??"

Draco quickly took back his wand. He suddenly realized that he shouldn't be wandering around the corridor so openly at this time!

"Let's smear the story and go back! You two should follow suit! Potter! You should also hold Demont, who knows if she will go to some strange place again!"

What Draco didn't expect was that almost all the portraits in the castle were awakened. No matter where they went, if they accidentally made the slightest sound while walking, they would be questioned by the portraits.

"Who's there! Is it Harry Potter! I found them!"

"Is it Malfoy! They are on the third floor!! It must be them!"

"Oh! I seem to hear something! Second floor! Go and notify Dumbledore."

Draco had a bad feeling, so he hurriedly walked faster, trying to rush back to the dormitory and pretend that nothing happened.

Of course, this could only be a delusion based on his ostrich mentality. Even this delusion was cruelly shattered by several professors at the stairs on the first floor.

Help! !In the end what happened!Why are my father and mother there? !

Who will save the child! !