Chapter 825: London and Dementors

"There are not many dementors in London, but Muggle's situation is a bit bad ... At present, the Ministry of Magic has sent Aurors to deal with it urgently. We have to wait for Kingsley's news ... "
In the fire of the fireplace, the charcoal block and the flame were intertwined into a human face, but when the mouth was opened and closed, Lupin's voice came out.
This is a way to use flying powder. Of course, guys like Maca who fry at the touch of it can't use it.
"... Kingsley said before he went. If the actual number of dementors is greater than that in the intelligence, or if the incident has had too much influence on Muggle society, most of Scrimgeour will be unable to find it. your."
In the end, Lupin paused.
"And there is ..." He asked after thinking about it, "Look, shall we help?"
To be honest, as soon as Maca heard Dementor, some of Ewan Ravenclaw's words flashed in her mind. When you think of the secret activities of Haierbo, the relationship between the two is almost no suspense.
"Don't go there-I'm not too worried about the Dementors alone, after all, Muggles can't see those magical creatures. I'm worried that maybe there will be other things ..."
The Auror of the Ministry of Magic is not a mess!
Because the black wizards in the magic world are always endless, the selection and training of the Aurors are of high standards. Just a Kingsley, you can use the patron saint to drive away the dementors.
Of course, those gadgets are indeed more difficult to entangle. To really kill them, you must consolidate the patron saint of entities.
"In short, I'll go and see. You don't need to act. Especially Sirius, you watch him!"
After Lupin's initiative ended the conversation and the fire calmed down again, Maca shrugged at Professor McGonagall.
"Well, I'm afraid I don't have time to sleep tonight ... sorry, don't make tea anymore!"
He said, glanced out the window, and went straight to the office door.
"Yes, good night."
...
Old Eun mentioned that the dementor was a byproduct of Haierbo's research on the manufacture of Horcruxes.
However, although Haierbo is indeed strong, his research on the soul is also quite in-depth. But it really is impossible for him to create a brand new life out of thin air.
Dementors were originally human.
It was only those poor people who fell into the hands of Haierbo that year, he managed to "remove" a part of the soul representing positive emotions, so that they eventually turned into that ghost.
But is this change part of the rules of the soul?
Maca doesn't know ... He only knows that Dementors will try to devour people's happiness, presumably instinctively to make up for the lack of their soul.
And the part of the soul that eventually devoured others is really trying to fill their own incompleteness.
It is this "one-on-one" inheritance that makes the number of Dementors never increase, but always decreases with the age.
If they had no natural enemies, they would almost never leave the island where Azkaban was located, for fear they would not have disappeared in this world.
As soon as Maca came to London, she found that the temperature had indeed dropped from here. But he just stood on the street and looked around, but he didn't see any trace of suspected dementors.
"It does look like it passed ..."
Because the entrance to the underground black market is mostly concentrated on the River Thames, he habitually came here to take a look. When he actually found the Dementor, he was already close to the northern suburbs of London.
Standing on the roof of a house and looking up, the black cloak in the shape of a rag bag, the dry and slender claws, and the layer of black and gray mist covering the whole body ... can be recognized at a glance. That's right.
There were three Dementors swimming around the building opposite.
Maca stood on the top of the building over there without interfering. Because before he arrived, there were already two Aurors controlling the guardian gods they rallied and rushed over there.
"Sea turtles and ... aren't those jellyfish? The ocean combination?"
He muttered, but saw that the silver-white jellyfish, which was larger than the Dementor, shook a lot of long whiskers, and rushed to one of them.
The extremely solid positive energy of the patron saint has been very restrained by the dementors. Before the jellyfish hit the body of the dementor, the latter had already resigned.
However, the speed of the Dementor's retreat was obviously not as fast as the guardian of jellyfish coming in. Before he could escape, he was hit.
At the same time, the Turtle Guardian followed him from the side towards another Dementor. Look at the awkward appearance of its sliding limbs, but the speed is as fast as in the sea, sprinting unexpectedly and quickly.
When the jellyfish bumped the dementor out of nowhere and turned back to chase the third, Maca knew that it was almost done.
As he expected, the Auror will not face too many difficulties in expelling the Dementors, the problem is how to capture or destroy these Dementors.
After observing the battle between the patron saint and the dementors, Maca began to explore towards other areas. Occasionally, I will encounter a few dementors, or a pair of Aurors, but he did not find some "other things" he expected.
I didn't find it a good thing, but according to Maca's current understanding of Haierbo, the other party would not do such obvious and meaningless things.
"What is he planning?"
Hiding in shape and stepping on a magic book, Maca flies fast in the air. Kingsley's initial information seemed to be correct, and there were not many dementors from London. Adding everything seen by Maca to the end, it was only a dozen.
"That's Kingsley?"
As soon as he saw a big bald head on a deserted street below, Maca took a closer look subconsciously. After confirming that he was not wrong, he landed straight down that street.
"How is it going?"
"what?"
Maca lifted the stealth effect beside him, but surprised Kingsley. Maca reached out and gently blocked the magic wand from the other side, and an apologetic smile appeared on her face.
"Sorry, a little anxious ..."
"Oh, it's McLean?" Kingsley settled down, and then he drew his wand to his side. "The situation is okay, better than expected ... how about it? Fortunately, it is at night."
His words really spoke to Scrimgeour.
If Dementors appear during the daytime, it will be a headache to think about it ... Although the relationship between the British Ministry of Magic and Muggle politics is not as bad as that in the United States, if something goes wrong, the pot to be carried will sooner or later belong to The current Minister of Magic.
"Well, it's not in the city center," Maca echoed, and then continued, "Apart from the Dementors? Are there any other accidents?"
Kingsley frowned immediately when he heard it.
If this sentence is spoken from other populations, he will only send one or two hands to look it up, but if it is Maca ...
"Is it related to that evacuation operation on the black market?"
This elite Auror's brain has always been very good. If anyone said that the next Minister of Magic was elected, he would not be surprised at all.
From what he said, he didn't know much about Haierbo. The Auror who evacuated the wizarding crowd this time was not his team.
But even so, he was still able to make a reasonable guess.
Of course, Maca cannot easily conclude without finding a solid basis.
"Not sure yet, it's just my guess for the time being ... but to be cautious, you'd better let them all be careful and look around."
Having said that, Maca stepped on the magic book and nodded towards Kingsley by the way.
"Everyone has come, I will search around and see if there is anything found. You should also pay more attention to it and send a signal if it is dangerous. I will come over immediately ... if it is what I want ~ www .EbookFREE.me ~ the danger is certainly not small. "
"Ok."
Seeing Maca in the air disappearing again, Kingsley responded, but did not know if Maca could hear it.
Out of Hale's "despicable" alert, Maca didn't just wander around the northern suburbs. There is already enough Auror busy here, and what he has to guard against is some conspiracy that may exist.
"Oh!"
When flying over a residential area, Maca paused for a moment because he seemed to hear a slight impact.
That is to say, the night is still quiet, otherwise, he may not be able to find it.
But just a little bit of movement, there are too many possibilities. Maca stopped in the air and waited for a few more seconds, and when the impact sounded for the second time, he decided to look into it.
This is a very ordinary residential street with households on both sides. The house is not large, but at least it is a single family house, which is good for some Muggles living in apartment buildings.
The sound that Maca heard came from one of the seemingly ordinary houses.
"Uh-"
It was another crash, and Maca, who had already fallen to the ground, could even feel the slight vibration of the ground. Seeing that some of the nearby residents had already turned on the lights, they apparently noticed that unusual movement.
I saw that he first reached out and waved the sound away from the surroundings with a silencing curse, and then walked quickly towards the window of that house.
The curtains on the first floor were open, but there was no light in the room, and they looked in against the window, only a dim living room.
And just then, the sound accompanied the slight shock, and once again passed over Maca's ears.
"Oh!"
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