Everyone Hates Dementors at Hogwarts

Under the cloak, Wan Mi hurriedly floated to the front with a piece of grass in her mouth, carrying an unconscious man in her left hand.

The three dementors followed her in confusion. Why were their companions in such a hurry today?I don’t know, I’m so confused. Are you hungry?

The two Aurors responsible for monitoring the four Dementors were worthy of chasing after them at a faster pace. If they hadn't been flying very low, at this speed they both thought the Dementors were about to rebel and escape.

But that's impossible!

One of the Aurors lamented his own whims.

Dementors, a group of magical creatures with no IQ, still have breasts and are mothers?Besides, there is no other place besides the Ministry of Magic where they can have their meals openly.

Amos Digory stared at the front dementor and frowned slightly. He always felt that there was something different about this dementor. No, maybe the dementors had changed a bit. They almost had a hand with iron. stick!

In front of the Azkaban Fortress, Amos Diggory nodded politely to the four Dementors, "Then I'll leave the prisoner to you."

"Digory, why are you so polite? Come on! It's so cold in here."

Amos Diggory smiled helplessly, waved to the dementors, and boarded the return sailboat with his companions.

Wanmi handed the prisoner to a dementor and asked him to lock the prisoner up, then rushed to Sirius's floor. She had only been out for a day, so she shouldn't have...

"My rations!"

Wan Mi banged the stick on the iron fence and stared at the empty cell.

"Damn fat man! He made me lose my food rations!"

"A chirp!"

In the Office of the Minister of Magic, Fudge suddenly sneezed. He thought about it carefully and realized that he hadn't offended anyone recently. He hummed a tune and started to deal with the official documents happily.

"Damn little dwarf! It's so late at night that I disturb my sleep!"

Wan Mi was so angry that she scratched the ground with the iron rod and floated to the next cell.

"What are you barking at the dog! What are you barking at the dog!"

"Ah! Damn...ah! Damn little dwarf! Ah!"

Wanmi hit Bella twice with an iron rod and called the only dementor who didn't carry an iron rod over.

'dinner time. '

The Dementor hesitated.

'Companion, I'm full today. '

'night snack. '

'OK. '

After the dementor had eaten and drank enough, Wanmi communicated with him lazily.

'You can find an iron rod yourself. My rations are gone and I have to go out and find them. '

Wan Mi is very worried about this matter. For any dementor, letting one's food rations escape is a particularly shameful thing.

Other dementors may not be able to produce this emotion, but Wanmi can!

She must get the rations back!

'ah?How dangerous is it outside?There are always those human monsters to drive us away, and our homes are safe. '

'rest assured!I can pretend to be them!Those idiots couldn't see it. '

'Okay, then I'll find an iron rod, and you can poke it in front of me to get enough food for me to learn from. '

The Dementor obediently went to an empty cell to remove an iron rod, then floated back obediently, patiently imitating Wan Mi's movements.

"Ah! Damn stinky monster!"

"Ah! I'm going to eat you! Freak among dementors!"

"Smelly dwarf!"

The two dementors were communicating with each other through brainwaves. Bella had no idea what they said, but she knew that after they stood there for a while, they started poking themselves with iron rods. It hurt so much!

Tonight was destined to be Bella's sleepless night.

"Harry Potter! I asked you to burn all the letters, do you hear me?"

In a house on Privet Drive, a fire was burning in the fireplace.

A fat middle-aged man held a thin boy under his arm and was trying to grab a small stack of letters from his flying hands.

"Dangdangdang."

"Is anyone there? Is Harry Potter here?"

The middle-aged man and the boy between his arms stopped and raised their heads to look at the open door.

"you are?"

After searching in my mind, I couldn't find anything about this beautiful female doll that looked unhealthy and sick.

She must be very weak.

Vernon thought to himself, this little girl even used an iron rod she picked up from nowhere as a crutch!Look at that slightly gray skin, oh!Poor little angel!Is her bald head caused by treatment?

While Vernon was distracted, the little boy quickly broke free from his restraints, staggered over to the little girl, and held the letter tightly to his chest.

"I, I am Harry Potter, what do you want from me?"

Wan Mi looked up and down at the thin boy with a head as big as a henhouse in disgust.

"Has an ugly, skinny, big black dog, or a man as scruffy as a dead branch come to you recently?"

"Little girl..."

"Shh!"

Vernon's progress was blocked by the shining iron rod in the little girl's hand.

"Don't come over here, you smell so bad!"

Vernon had just chased Harry in a big circle, and now his whole body was exuding the juice secreted by the sweat glands that could not withstand the exertion. He was a little embarrassed, or more probably because he was afraid of the iron rod in the little girl's hand!

But when he also smelled a sour smell that didn't belong to him, all the embarrassment was gone, "You still talk about me! You stinky girl hasn't showered in a few days! She's already sore! Also, Harry Potter! Hand over the letter!"

"do not want!"

Seeing that Vernon was still trying to snatch it away, Harry stepped over Wanmi and rushed out the door immediately.

Being so fat, Vernon had to reach out and push Wanmi away from the door before he could chase Harry.

As soon as he raised his hand, he was severely beaten on the arm with an iron rod.

"I'm mysophobic! Don't touch me!"

After the little girl hit the person, she screamed and ran away, leaving Vernon standing there with his arms covered.

I was rejected and beaten by a dirty and smelly mysophobic kid?

'Dip, charm value +3, current charm value is 80. '

Wanmi ignored the strange noises that had been heard intermittently since she left the sea. She followed the direction of Harry Potter and saw a very unfamiliar little boy hiding in the trees on the roadside.

Please forgive me, his little butt is still exposed.

"Hey, you haven't answered my question yet!"

"Ah! I won't give it, I won't give it!"

Harry thought that Uncle Vernon was chasing him here, and he was so frightened that he was about to run away, but who would have thought that it was the little girl who had just helped him.

"It's you, what do you want from me?"

Wanmi repeated the question again.

"I'm sorry, I have almost no chance to go out, and I have never seen the person or dog in your mouth."

"That doesn't make sense! From what I heard, the rations will definitely come and kill you."

"what did you say?"

Harry Potter didn't hear Wanmi's words clearly.

"Nothing, what did you get?"

"I don't know, I haven't looked yet."

Harry took out the small stack of letters that looked exactly the same in his hand, "My aunt's house is almost flooded with letters like this today! I always feel like I need to take a look."