I Think You'll Keep My Secret

Watching the Dementors drifting above Azkaban, a bold thought suddenly surfaced in Andy's mind. "Could it be... that some will is interfering with the Ministry of Magic's operations?"

Looking across the Ministries of Magic in various countries, Azkaban was the only prison guarded by Dementors.

The Ministry of Magic had many options.

Yet they still chose Dementors, choosing these creatures classified as "evil" to guard Azkaban.

Although Dementors possessed a certain degree of intelligence, they were easily swayed into betrayal—and they had betrayed others more than once.

During the First Wizarding War, the entire Dementor population had sided with Voldemort and served as his lackeys.

It was the same this time.

Yet the Ministry of Magic turned a blind eye. They still seemed to "trust" the Dementors and continued to let them guard Azkaban.

Had the Ministry of Magic lost its mind?

If there was no hidden reason behind this, Andy absolutely wouldn't believe it.

In fact, many high-ranking Ministry officials detested evil creatures like Dementors. Especially those pure-blood wizards who considered themselves noble—merely mentioning Dementors was enough to make them frown.

And yet... despite the Dementors' repeated betrayals, no one at the Ministry of Magic held them accountable.

That was highly abnormal!

"Was it really the Department of Mysteries?"

Andy had his suspicions.

"Maybe... the Department of Mysteries really did interfere with some of the Ministry of Magic's decisions."

If that was true, then Dementors were far from ordinary! And with Dumbledore deliberately concealing things...

At that moment, Andy became even more curious about the Dementor's Kiss.

What exactly was it? "Collins..." A low murmur startled Andy.

"Professor Snape!"

Andy took a deep breath and said irritably, "Do you know that people can be scared to death by other people?"

Snape looked toward Azkaban and spoke so quietly that