Compared to the anger and fear of the Dementors receding into the distance, the chill in the night wind vanished even faster.
The Dementors dispersed into the distant horizon like a retreating black tide, scrambling to flee. Only the withered, curled blades of grass on the ground proved that the Dementors had ever been there.
Voldemort felt the night wind return to normal. His eyelid twitched as he barked, "What exactly happened?!"
"I don't know..." a wizard replied in a trembling voice. "I only know that those Dementors have... have left..."
Dumbledore was also watching Voldemort, catching the flash of panic across his face.
Though Voldemort quickly concealed it, that momentary loss of composure was already enough to reveal many things.
He saw Voldemort's lips move. Although he did not know what Voldemort had said, he quickly guessed what Voldemort wanted to ask.
As for that question, he could provide an answer.
Whenever he discussed magic with Wizet, Wizet would occasionally smile and mention Luna with a gentle gaze.
Wizet would talk about Luna's wild and imaginative ideas, about all the ways she had inspired him.
What Wizet spoke of even more eagerly was Luna's own magical ability.
Wizet had mentioned more than once that Luna had also mastered Ancient Magic Power. When they had cleared out Dementors before, Luna had taken part as well.
Dumbledore was certain that this was why Luna's summoning of a Corporeal Patronus had caused the Dementors to panic and flee Hogwarts in terror.
To the "nonbeings" that fed on fear, a wizard who could truly threaten Dementors was undoubtedly the most terrifying existence of all.
The Dementors' sudden rout naturally caused a commotion among Voldemort's wizards.
The wizards looked at one another, their eyes betraying unease.
The effects brought by the Dementors had been