Umbridge's Scheme Falls Through

Upon seeing the two Dementor, Harry almost immediately recalled the news clip he had just heard.

The neighborhood near Granger family is considered a high-security area, where unexpected incidents are rare. However, yesterday, a pedestrian mysteriously fainted and became mentally unstable, which is somewhat strange.

But if you connect that incident to these two Dementor in front of you, then everything makes sense!

These two creatures probably started roaming around the area last night, and even attacked passersby, but Harry and Hermione weren't home since yesterday afternoon, so they didn't notice their presence immediately.

Almost a day has passed since the incident, and the Ministry of Magic still hasn't sent anyone to resolve it... Clearly, someone is behind this!

With Harry's current level of knowledge, he could see through such a clumsy scheme almost instantly, and he certainly wouldn't give them a chance to exploit it.

"But... if we can't use magic, how are we supposed to get rid of them?"

Shivering from the cold, Hermione was at a loss. The only way to deal with Dementor was the Patronus Charm; she had no idea of any other method.

"To deal with lackeys, of course you use your fists!"

A glint flashed in Harry's eyes. He casually swiped his hand across the ring and slipped a pair of strange, pure silver fist buckles with intricate light blue patterns onto his finger.

"What is this thing?" Hermione asked, a puzzled expression on her face.

"This is called a brass knuckle. I made it especially for Helena to beat up the Bloody Baron. Today I'll test its feel for it."

As they were talking, Harry suddenly lunged toward the nearest Dementor, his arm, which was imbued with the power of Unicorn, swiftly thrusting out and delivering a powerful punch to the enemy in front of him!

The long-awaited Holy Beast Spiral!

BOOM!!

A loud crash echoed through the alley. The Dementor, over three meters tall, was instantly cleaved in two by Harry's blow, rolling on the ground like a gourd.

"Hey, looks like it's working well!"

"Roar..."

Sensing Harry's rising emotions, the other Dementor, which was approaching, hesitated involuntarily.

The monster, which itself represents despair and fear, actually felt a trace of fear at this moment!

The reason Harry was able to harm the Dementor is actually quite simple: he simply had his brass knuckles enchanted with the wind element.

Rowena had once explained to Harry that the power of the wind element could harm ghosts, but in reality, the wind element could harm all inanimate or intangible entities.

Besides ghosts, there are Boggart, Peeves in his invisible state, and even all sorts of other spirits within Hogwarts.

For example, if Will put on the brass knuckles Harry gave him, he could even beat that fake knight Sir Cadogan to a pulp through the picture frame.

As Dementor are also non-existent, wind elements can certainly damage them, which led to Harry's attack just now.

So now it's time for the melee wizards to shine!

With a left jab, a right straight punch, an uppercut followed by a heavy punch, Harry, caught up in the action, unleashed a barrage of blows on the two Dementor in the dark alley!

"Unfortunately, this thing, like the Patronus Charm, is ultimately just a temporary fix, not a permanent solution."

After parrying the Dementor's ineffective claw attack with a fairly standard parry, Harry leaped up and delivered a powerful punch that sent the disgusting creature crashing to the ground. However, the exhilarating excitement he had just felt was gone from his face.

The limitation of the wind element is that it can injure but not kill.

These inanimate beings have no concept of life or death, so to 'kill' them is essentially to erase their existence in some way, which the wind element cannot do.

Just like Harry did, directly punching Dementor can indeed provide a different kind of pleasure than casting the Patronus Charm, but that's about it.

Moreover, this melee wizarding style of fighting is only suitable for Harry. Others are not like him, able to actively amplify positive emotions and thus ignore the effects of the Dementor. Even if they were given weapons imbued with wind elements, they would still be unable to repel the Dementor.

"I'm curious, where did you learn boxing?"

Seeing that Harry was completely unfazed by the combined attack of the two Dementor, Hermione, who had just been sweating bullets, was now leisurely leaning against the wall watching the show, even having time to comment on Harry's boxing skills.

"Hmm... it's nowhere near as good as the professional boxing matches I occasionally see, but their stances are pretty convincing."

"I've always had this skill, but I've never really wanted to use it." Harry knocked down another Dementor with a punch, but a smile appeared on his lips, a smile that was hard to tell whether it was mockery or hatred.

"I've been beaten up a lot since I was little, especially in elementary school. Some guy always used me as his first drop shot in his boxing game... I only know how to pose like this because I peeked at him while I was getting beaten up."

"Harry ..."

Hearing Harry bring up the past, Hermione immediately regretted it.

She knew who Harry was talking about, and in fact, although Hermione had never met that family, she had always harbored a deep resentment towards them.

"That's all in the past. My only regret now is that I was too weak back then, and could only sneak up on my idiot cousin by throwing sand. Otherwise, I could have used his signature right hook, which he always boasted about, and slammed it right into his face! Like this!!"

BOOM!!

Harry, his face contorted with rage, suddenly grabbed a Dementor with his left hand, slammed it against a nearby lamppost, and then smashed its head off the lamppost with a powerful punch of his right fist!

Click!

However, to Harry's surprise, he punched so hard that he cracked the old lamppost.

Immediately afterwards, Harry heard a crackling sound of electric arcs!

Just as Harry jumped back, the damaged lamppost suddenly produced a large number of electric sparks due to a short circuit. Even more strangely, the headless Dementor began to twist its body in a bizarre way, as if it had suddenly been electrocuted.

After that, to Harry's astonishment, it completely turned to ashes!

"Harry, what just happened? That Dementor... how did it disappear?" Hermione, who was standing nearby, was also alarmed.

Did Harry just... kill a Dementor?!

"I don't know either, but this matter is worth investigating."

The death of that Dementor gave Harry a new idea, so he immediately rolled the body of the other Dementor into a large ball, then tightly bound it with a rope enchanted with wind element, and finally sealed it in a water sphere before throwing it directly into his Space Ring.

Dementor... these disgusting creatures that are supposedly impossible to kill, are they really afraid of electric shocks?

This is absolutely a major discovery.

So, when the thunderstorm arrives, while I'm conducting my lightning-grabbing experiment, will I also be able to stage a scene of a Dementor being struck by lightning?

(P. S. I'll recommend a book at the end of this chapter. It's rare to find a good one recently. I feel obligated to support promising young talents, and Sanmiao is one of my favorite genres.)

Here's a brief introduction~

Naruto Uzumaki, a transmigrator, despite his explosive identity as a "fox demon," actually lives a miserable life not much different from that of a prisoner.

Naruto Uzumaki: "Based on my twelve years of experience as an orphan, the group of orphans is at a huge disadvantage!"

Plugin A, Kaguya: "Child of destiny! Chosen one! I have foreseen your future, and I will fulfill your wishes. Please act according to my instructions!"

External cheater B, Menma Uzumaki: "Damn it, you don't believe your brother! I'm your long-lost brother, from the same parents, the one you can communicate with just a fart!"

C- Kurama Cheater): "Me too!"

Therefore, it's perfectly reasonable for him to pursue more characters, join more organizations, and learn more ninjutsu, right?

Not long after, facing the traitorous Sasuke Uchiha, Naruto Uzumaki said dismissively, "With our bond as close as father and son, as strong as brother and sister, who else would I help but you?"

Sasuke said disdainfully, "Helping is fine, but don't take advantage of the situation!"

"Don't you think I'm awesome?"

"I won't watch"

Kaguya-sama: Love Is War wants to put me under a spell.

Training is considered successful if Madara doesn't destroy your house.

My pleasure is above yours.

We still don't know who the father of the one Black Zetsu that day was...

<Naruto Life Starting with a Fox Spirit>

Above~)

Chapter 530 Umbridge, her scheme fails

So, Harry successfully dealt with the Dementor's threat... well, actually, those things weren't really a threat at all.

At best, they're just two sandbags and an experience pack.

Harry experimented with the brass knuckles on them, simply considering it a way of making use of waste.

The only downside was that he used too much force in his last punch last night, and his right knuckle duster was slightly deformed after hitting the lamppost.

The pair of brass knuckles, because Harry intended them for use by ghosts, were imbued with earth and wind elements on the inside and outside respectively, and the material chosen was relatively lightweight silver, so the texture was somewhat soft.

If Harry is going to use them himself in the future, perhaps we could consider making a pair of tungsten steel ones.

Then we can use it to beat up Dementor; I guarantee every punch will hit them right in the stomach.

In short, Harry had fought, killed, and even captured a prisoner worthy of study—it was an absolute windfall.

But on the other hand, some people at the Ministry of Magic are in for a lot of trouble.

Mafalda Hopkirk is an assistant in the Improper Use of Magic Office of Ministry of Magic. This witch's daily job is to monitor the Ministry of Magic's spell monitoring system to see if there are any violations of wizarding laws, such as the Statute of Secrecy, occurring in Muggle- populated areas throughout Britain.

Once a situation is discovered, if it is determined that a minor is performing the spell, she will send a warning letter and then wait for instructions from her superiors regarding further action; however, if an adult wizard is performing a spell in violation of regulations, then she will notify the Accidental Magic Reversal Squad, or even the Auror, to handle the matter.

In reality, the job was relatively easy. Since monitoring more criminals wouldn't affect performance, Hope Kirk could often slack off and coast along.

But now, she's been holed up at her desk for almost two days and two nights.

Dolores Umbridge, the current Senior Undersecretary of the Ministry of Magic, is arguably the most powerful woman in the entire Ministry of Magic, and was once Hopkirk's direct superior... It was a single sentence from her that kept Hopkirk up for the past two days.

During this time, Hopkirk kept an eye on an affluent area of London, which was also inhabited by Muggle, hoping to find any signs of magic being used.

Furthermore, Umbridge specifically instructed that it would be best to detect the Patronus Charm.

Hopkirk stayed up for two long nights, but still came up empty-handed.

"So, what happened last night?"

As soon as it was time for work in the morning, Umbridge, dressed like a pink toad, pushed open the door to the Improper Use of Magic Office and, without saying a word, began to interrogate the exhausted Hope Kirk about the details.

"No, nothing at all..." The poor witch rubbed her sleepy eyes in distress. "Vice Minister, I really haven't noticed anything unusual these past two days. Not to mention the Patronus Charm, no spells have been cast at all."

"Impossible! They were clearly there... How could they be gone? Did you miss something?"

Umbridge looked incredulous; in her view, this was an error that should never have happened.

"But it's really true! I haven't dared to close my eyes for the past two days," Hopkirk protested, feeling wronged. "Deputy Minister, can I ask to go home and rest first? My body really can't take it anymore..."

"What... you say you're going home?! Oh no! My dear Mafalda, how could you be so negligent at such a crucial moment?"

Upon hearing that Hopkirk wanted to slack off, Umbridge immediately let out a high-pitched scream that sounded like a little girl making a fuss.

But that voice, paired with her loose, toad-like face, would only frighten Hopecock.

"You really shouldn't think like that, Mafalda. Isn't it your job to detect every violation of the Statute of Secrecy as early as possible?" Umbridge's voice softened slightly, but her eyes still held an undeniable pressure. "I need you to keep working until I get satisfactory results."

"But..."

"Don't say 'but' to me! Now, please say... 'Okay.'"

"Okay... okay." Under the seemingly gentle but actually domineering gaze of the other party, the usually timid Hopecock could only nod wearily in the end.

"Very well, then please continue your work, dear Mafalda."

Once again, Hopkirk received a blessing, and Umbridge, with her disgustingly girlish cat-like gait, left the Improper Use of Magic Office with feigned elegance.

She was now filled with suspicion and decided to immediately send someone to investigate the scene.

The Dementor wandered there for two days, but not a single spell signal came back, which was extremely unusual.

It's worth noting that in order to successfully trick Harry, Umbridge even allowed the Dementor to attack Muggle, and she even withheld the Accidental Magic Reversal Squad's investigation application.

Umbridge didn't believe Harry could resist using spells, because based on her understanding of Harry, he was an arrogant, reckless, and eccentric madman!

He even dared to openly crush the Time-Turner that the Ministry of Magic was about to confiscate at Hogwarts' year-end banquet; and in some Dementor's handwritten testimonies, he was also the one who broke into Azkaban!

How could he possibly resist using his Patronus Charm to retaliate against the Dementor roaming near his home?

Umbridge, lost in thought, waited anxiously, and finally received a report from her subordinates before noon.