Fatal Attraction

If any high-ranking officials from the Ministry of Magic were here, they would probably be trembling and exclaiming in surprise.

The Dementor, devoid of emotion, morality, and even basic communication skills, all bowed their heads in unison, submitting to a Hogwarts student.

The Dementor, nearly three meters tall, removed their hoods, and the thin, veil-like black cloaks no longer floated as if weightless, but instead calmed down along with their owners.

The tattered hem of the garment dragged on the ground, and the already withered and condensed flowers and plants withered even faster, with grayish-black powder constantly peeling off and spreading from the flower stems.

The Dementor that had been struck by Shaun's Killing Curse seemed to have finally recovered. Its cloak was much tattered, but it still willingly approached and bowed its head to its fellow Dementor.

The edges of the cloak wriggled and spread out like black fungus rapidly multiplying, until it became a floor-length cloak like those of the other Dementor.

It has recovered from the injury.

"As expected, Dementor cannot be truly destroyed..." Sean thought to himself.

The Dark Sleeper amplified Sean's dark power, and the pure, dark emotions also influenced his inner self.

Sean looked at the Dementor that had submitted before him, but surprisingly, he felt little emotional reaction.

He stared coldly and calmly at the Azkaban guards before him.

There doesn't seem to be a leader among Dementor, and their internal communication methods seem to be almost non-existent.

They just stood there with their heads down, seemingly drawn in by instinct and then instinctively submitting.

Sean did not act rashly, but calmly considered everything before him.

The Dementor ' mutation is clearly related to the Dark Sleeper, but one thing remains uncertain.

The Dark Sleeper amplified Sean's dark power, and then Dementor, purely dark creatures, were attracted to Sean —that seems to be the logical explanation.

But Sean had another idea: what if what attracted them wasn't the amplified dark power, but the ability of the Dark Sleeper?

Because if we're talking about dark forces, Sean is very familiar with them, or rather, they're present within him.

The Obscurus of pure darkness, and the Sin of destroying the world.

However, when Sean first appeared, the Dementor did not show any signs of being attracted to him.

This is worth investigating... Sean noted this down.

He looked around and saw that the Dark Sleeper's effects were very noticeable; the black dots representing Dementor were flashing before his eyes, and somehow, Sean had an inexplicable intuition.

He can pinch the black dot representing the Dementor whenever he wants.

After that, perhaps I can unravel the mystery of the Dementor ' birth, and even gain complete control over Dementor!

Yes, complete control, rather than sacrificing some prisoner's emotions as the Ministry of Magic did in exchange for an extremely fragile cooperative relationship.

If Sean could really do that, imagine an army of Dementor that would obey his every command, unaffected by their instinct to feed.

He could even create a new Azkaban, where there would be no more guards, no more Hit Wizard, no more Auror, only a constant stream of prisoners.

Those evil wizards, those foolish and corrupt politicians... even, even anyone who opposes Sean, will be thrown into the new Azkaban.

The Dementor will have an abundance of food, and then, in that place where only sorrow and pain remain, despair will spread wildly—that will be the breeding ground for the Dementor.

Sean will acquire more and more Dementor, and his army of Non-Being will grow ever larger. At that point, whether it's the Death Eaters or the Order of the Phoenix, the Ministry of Magic or the Guard Corps, no one will be able to stop this indestructible and ever-growing force.

The Wizarding World will fall entirely into Sean's hands, and he can even create a perfect new world according to his own ideas.

Yes, a perfect new world.

No more worries about hidden evil forces, no more cautious actions. Magic will develop rapidly, the derogatory term "Mudblood" will disappear from society, and everyone will happily find the job they want...

A smile crept onto Sean's lips, the curve rising freely with his thoughts.

His hand was slowly reaching forward, and he had already touched the Dementor at the very front.

The Dementor's head was bald, and its dry, scabbed gray skin was as thin as a sheet of paper, emitting a faint glow.

The Dementor did not refuse Sean's touch; it even knelt down so that the real Dark Lord could easily touch the top of its head.

Rough and cold, like a thin piece of cowhide with ice inside.

The Dementor' ability to rob people of joy and happiness had no effect on Sean, even in close proximity.

He smiled with satisfaction.

Dementor cannot harm humans who are not afraid, such as Sean in the present moment.

He stroked it like a pet that had been with him for many years; the Dementor, who didn't know how to please, were as obedient as a house dog.

But that was not Sean's goal. In the Dark Sleeper's vision, it seemed that he could grab the black dot of light representing the Dementor with just a wave of his hand.

It was pure darkness, containing sorrow and despair, pain and emptiness.

Just a little closer...

Sean stretched his hand forward a little, his fingertips already touching the black dot of light.

A bizarre picture was slowly unfolding in his mind.

It was an island, and there was a hook-nosed wizard dressed in black robes, his evil face blurred and distorted, and he had carved strange symbols into the air around him.

Without a wand, only a low murmur, monsters dressed in black robes wriggled and rose from the ground, gathering together; their instinct was to feed.

The scroll was still unfolding, with eerie black mist spreading and raging within it, and Sean's hand was almost truly grasping the core of the Dementor ' dark power.

He heard indescribable whispers in his ear, whispers that seemed to represent Dementor, or perhaps the unknown Dark Wizard.

Just as Sean was about to grab the black dot of light, his hand stopped.

The smile on his face, which had gone from joy to madness, quickly faded, and his dark eyes returned to their normal color.

"Merlin's slut, you bitch, you actually tried to seduce me..." Sean cursed under his breath.

This Dark Sleeper really does have side effects!

During the phase of using his abilities, dark and negative emotions were subtly eroding Sean's heart.

It's true that the Dementor have submitted, and those ideas might actually come true, but by then, Sean might not be Sean anymore.

"Luckily, I was prepared..." Sean rubbed his chest.

He had already secretly instructed Dave, and just now, Dave kept calling out to him with his mind and then poked him with the sharp teeth on his big mouth.

"Dave, well done," Sean praised, rubbing his chest.

Dave, whose nature is inherently violent, is not susceptible to complex negative emotions. He realized this when Sean activated the Dark Sleeper, so he gave Dave instructions early on.

He kept repeating this to himself, so that he could always maintain a clear and true self deep in his consciousness.

The Dementor before it seemed somewhat bewildered. It didn't understand why its master's caresses had suddenly stopped. It had been ready to merge with its great master and return to the cradle that had given birth to it.

Sean happened to make eye contact with the Dementor's empty eye sockets.

After observing for a moment, the other party made no move.

"As expected, Non-Being, they're not Magical Creatures. My abilities are useless... So, to truly control Dementor, you still need an immense amount of dark power, or rather, the ability to Dark Sleeper is essential..." Sean made a judgment.

At this moment, the picture that had been slowly unfolding in the depths of his mind had already disappeared, returning to the dark light of the Dementor.

But he didn't come away empty-handed this time. Sean could now clearly sense that if the scroll were fully opened and he were to fully grasp the light that belonged to the Dementor, he would definitely be captivated by it.

This process was abruptly interrupted by Sean's own pre-prepared plans, and he learned some information from it.

First, Dementor are indeed created from negative human emotions, and they cannot be truly destroyed. However, the first Dementor was man-made!

That unknown Dark Wizard created the first Dementor!

Secondly, Dementor do not have feelings, but they do have emotions. For example, they will feel angry when their prey flies away, and they will feel regret when their food is taken by their own kind.

Dementor do not communicate with each other; they act on instinct—and this is the key to controlling Dementor.

Sean also understood why Voldemort was able to persuade the Dementor to become his allies in the original story.

Voldemort is similar to Sean from before; he has no fear, only the fear of death. Death Non-Being cannot understand, so the Dementor will not affect Voldemort.

He must have demonstrated enough dark power that the Dementor believed Voldemort could provide them with more food than the Ministry of Magic, which is why they decided to become Voldemort's ally.

Sean, who had naturally gleaned more specific information about the Dementor from the painting, had another method... a method that didn't require activating the Dark Sleeper...

Lure the Dementor with powerful hope and joy, then confuse Dementor with the ultimate dark power.

Like an incredibly delicious meal, the Dementor who chase after it will discover that the food, like themselves, is composed of dark forces. This will cause immense chaos for the Dementor only follow their instincts.

Using this method, Sean can lure Dementor to any place he wants them to go with a bait that will never be swallowed.

This method would be impossible for others because hope and despair are in conflict and cannot coexist, but for Sean, it is not difficult.

However, the plan to master the Patronus Charm needs to be accelerated.

After thinking it over, Sean slowly stepped back a little. The Dementor remained in place with their heads down, seemingly waiting for his caresses.

It must be said that Dark Sleeper is indeed useful, but the side effects are too great...

Sean stretched out a hand, and black particles surged out like waves, the power of the Obscurus becoming terrifyingly strong.

In the Dark Sleeper's vision, the Obscurus already become an overwhelming black mist, which, following Sean's will, enveloped the black light representing the Dementor.

Dementor cannot be destroyed, but they can be weakened, and even leave behind some marks unique to Sean.

The Obscurus black particles seeped into the motionless Dementor; they did not devour or corrode it, but slowly merged into it.

If you look closely, you'll notice that the Dementor ' black specks contain tiny, almost invisible dots, like a touch of dark ink seeping into the gray-black.

This is something Aurelius once taught Sean —the power of the Obscurus can still be connected even when scattered across different places.

Using the vision provided by the Dark Sleeper, Sean essentially used the Obscurus to create a backdoor for each of the dozen or so Dementor here.

In this way, even if he doesn't use the Dark Sleeper in the future, these dozen or so Dementor will not attack him under the influence of the Obscurus. Of course, it would be unrealistic to completely control them.

Sean did this to have a backup plan, since now is the most suitable time.

If he activates Dark Sleeper when there are too many Dementor, the immense dark power will exert a terrifying pull on him, and Sean's descent will be ridiculously fast, which would be too dangerous.

The Obscurus doesn't need to worry about being corrupted by the Dementor ' instincts, since there are no dark creatures purer Obscurus. Meanwhile, Sean, as the host, will completely avoid touching the connection between the Obscurus and the Dementor to prevent his mind from being affected.

Speaking of which, the last time we unleashed the Dark Sleeper was when we subdued the Obscurus...

Sean shook his head. After doing all this, while the Dark Sleeper was still activated, he waved his hand, and black mist spread out.

The Dementor floated up, put on their hoods, bowed to Sean in unison, and then retreated towards the border of Hogwarts.

"It went fairly smoothly..." Sean muttered to himself, then deliberately ended the Dark Sleeper's ability.

The view suddenly returned to normal, and the overwhelming dark power that had been so intoxicating vanished instantly.

Even knowing the significant side effects, Sean still clicked his tongue reluctantly. "Power is truly captivating..."

However, this was just a thought. He understood deeply that an uncontrollable power was a time bomb—didn't he have one inside his own body?

He took a sip of water to Mind Purifier and neutralize the negative emotions in his heart, and then exhaled deeply.

At this moment, the once lush and beautiful flowers at his feet had become a withered wasteland. Sean looked around and reminded himself again.

This is the essence of dark power... If you can't hold the hilt of a double-edged sword firmly, then don't wield it!