"—It's just a rather immature idea."
The witch quickened her pace, glanced around, and lowered her voice slightly, excitement coloring her tone. "I was thinking, since Unicorn Blood represents part of the world's Origin, then perhaps a Dementor's or Night Steed's blood also represents part of the world's Origin? Ginny is sick now because her 'Origin' is missing... If we extract a Dementor's blood and feed it to Ginny, could that make up for the Origin she lost? No one would feel sorry about drawing a Dementor's blood."
Hearing that Hermione had a plan to treat Ginny,
Harry immediately slowed down.
When she finished, he could not help frowning. "—Dementors? Do those monsters even have blood? And what Dementor would let us draw its blood?"
"'Blood' should only be a medium in this process. It may not necessarily mean actual blood."
Hermione did not sound very certain, but she quickly came up with a solution. "We may not have any, but Mister Zheng Qing definitely does... Didn't he kill a great many Dementors before? He must know which parts of a Dementor represent Origin—its skin and flesh, its aura, perhaps even that tattered black robe it wears!"
"Zheng Qing, Zheng Qing, Zheng Qing! Why should an adult wizard from outside the school help us so much?"
Listening to Hermione repeat that name over and over, Ron immediately grew irritated. "I told you, he's a Silent One! Any young wizard with family in the Ministry of Magic knows not to approach Silent Ones casually! We can ask Professor Dumbledore about this, can't we? Why not ask Dumbledore?"
Harry and Hermione exchanged looks.
Neither knew why Ron had suddenly become so irritable.
The atmosphere became awkward for a moment.
Fortunately, the three were already nearing Hagrid's hut. A huge black shadow ran