Dementors

It's common knowledge that the Four Houses have five academies, which is quite normal.

Azkaban is that hidden academy.

This academy is open only to exceptional wizards who have completed seven years of study, entered the Wizarding World, and made significant contributions.

The Death Eaters, a group led by the famous life guru Voldemort... are all qualified to go there for further study.

In other words, once you become Death Eaters, you automatically get a guaranteed admission spot.

As the Founders of the organization, Voldemort was the most deserving candidate to enter Azkaban and serve as the Defense Against the Dark Arts Professor!

Dumbledore doesn't want you, but the students of Azkaban are eagerly awaiting the Dark Lord's arrival for his erotic lessons.

So, what kind of benefits does such an excellent place offer?

Tuition is free, utilities are covered, meals and accommodation are provided, and you'll be accompanied by Dementor as your 24/7 bodyguard!

The room was a deluxe single room with a sea view. There was a distance of more than one meter between people while eating, so there was no risk of infection. Even the bodyguard was blind, and extra care was taken to protect privacy.

They've even gone so far as to prepare a burial plot for you!

Once you pass away, four Dementor will immediately serve as professional pallbearers for you.

That's what you call being particular!

After being misled by William, the Dahei, who was lying on the ground sleeping, let out a disdainful snort.

Achoo!

It sneezed several times before finally shaking off the crab that was stuck to its black nose.

These young people haven't experienced Azkaban, yet they're spouting nonsense here!

You've learned a little and now you're arrogant and overconfident. If you're so capable, go and fight Dementor head-on! What's the point of all this talk?

As he was thinking this, he suddenly let out a painful howl. That little girl named Gabrielle had actually put a few more crabs on its tail.

Tolerate!

To finally encounter a wizarding family in France, especially one whose members are students at Hogwarts, is like winning the wizarding lottery – the odds are practically zero.

He's currently planning to pretend to be a harmless pet dog, freeloading off her while also going to Hogwarts with Anne.

"William, what are Dementor? Can I keep one as a pet now?" Gabrielle asked curiously.

"If I encounter a wizard like you, um... I mean, one of those really, really bad wizards, then Dementor will protect me."

"That's unlikely. Dementor are hard to find in France. You'll have to go to Hogwarts."

William chuckled, "Interested in coming? The headmaster is my second uncle, the Transfiguration professor is my third aunt, Potions Professor is my henchman..."

Phoebe burst into laughter, then gave William a gentle glare and said softly, "That won't do. My sister is definitely going to Beauxbatons. Going to Hogwarts as an exchange student is something we can consider."

"But I really want to raise a Dementor," Gabrielle pouted.

William was about to say something when he suddenly turned his head and looked up at the sky. Phoebe followed his gaze and was stunned for a moment.

The black dog's hair stood on end, and it stared ferociously at the sky.

On the sea, Hermione pondered the swimming techniques William had taught her, then took a deep breath and began to sway.

But after swimming less than two meters, she felt herself sinking.

Hermione quickly touched the ground with her feet, leaving only her head above water, and sulked alone in the water.

As luck would have it, Anne swam over like a Merpeople, oblivious to the danger, and proudly announced, "I'm here."

She swam around Hermione twice, then arrogantly declared, "I'm leaving again."

This was the seventh time Anne had shown off in front of Hermione.

William had carefully taught Hermione the skills when William were in Paris, but Anne is learning them much faster now.

Hermione suddenly realized that she was really not good at any sports.

Whether it's Quidditch or swimming.

My only real talent is probably long-distance running, which I honed through nighttime outings, since finishing last might get me caught.

At this time,

Anne is here again...

"Ugh!" Hermione slapped the water and ruffled her brown hair in frustration.

Anne was startled and almost choked on the seawater.

She hid behind a swimming ring, looked at Hermione seemed a little off, and asked, "What's wrong?"

"It's hot!" Hermione said with an expression that said, "Don't bother me unless it's important," but her eyes couldn't help but dart in a certain direction.

Everyone was looking at the girl on the beach, and Hermione naturally noticed her too.

In fact, she knew she was Phoebe the moment she saw her.

To be honest, Phoebe really doesn't photograph well; she looks much better in person than in photos, especially with her unique charm.

"How about we go find my brother?" Anne said cautiously.

"Why are you looking for him?!" Hermione squinted.

"Let him teach you a few more times... Sigh, I just noticed you seemed a little unhappy, so I said it casually."

"What's wrong with me? How did you figure that out!" Hermione lightly punched the water's surface, glared at her, then wrinkled her nose and sneered, "Is it that obvious!"

"Hmm..." Anne quickly shook her head, changing her words to, "No, it's not obvious at all."

"Not obvious, which means you still think I'm genuinely unhappy?"

Hermione used her "Difficulty Talk" skill, dealing 100 damage to Anne.

Anne suddenly felt a terrible headache. It was so hot that she was about to get heatstroke.

She finally understood that not being able to swim was nothing; the unbelievably beautiful girl was the real reason Hermione was angry.

So this time, she was actually caught in the crossfire because of her stupid older brother.

Anne prepared to slip away, ignoring the real Hermione's powder keg.

She dove in, swam five or six meters, and then slowly swam back.

"Hermione, Mom told me you're very pretty, but you just don't know how to dress up," Anne said.

But I've never dressed up.

"I can." Anne's dark green eyes lit up, twinkling as if she had spotted an interesting toy.

"At night, we can secretly use Lyanna's things, I'll help you!"

Hermione glanced at Anne suspiciously, sensing that Anne had ulterior motives.

"Also, I know my mom has a jewelry box with all sorts of necklaces, rings, and pretty pendants inside."

When I was little, I often secretly wore those jewelry pieces when she wasn't around. The two of us could steal some.

Hermione felt much better and couldn't help but laugh, "You're still a child at heart."

"You're the child," Anne said, raising her fist and feigning a fierce look. "Watch out, or the Dementor might grab you and send you to Azkaban."

Hermione smiled and her eyes narrowed, making them appear even more bright and intelligent.

Her whole face was radiant with warmth. It was hard to imagine that the two of them had actually disliked each other and argued for several years since their first meeting.

Hermione mimicked William's gesture and patted Anne's head. Anne impatiently dodged away.

Hermione suddenly paused, and Anne noticed as well; the two looked up at the same time.

The sky had darkened again, I don't know when.

"Is it going to rain again?" Anne asked.

The next second, William appeared behind Hermione. Hermione was startled, slipped, and fell into the water, which was more than a meter deep.

Hermione felt a pair of strong hands grab her. The girl didn't struggle like most people who fall into the water; she knew it was William.

William scooped Hermione up in his arms as she fell into the water. Hermione coughed a few times in his arms, spitting out the seawater.

William called out to Anne, "Take my hand!"

Anne swam over quickly and grabbed William. He then Apparition right before everyone's eyes, leaving a group of astonished Muggle in the dust.

William repeatedly Apparition, transferring his family and Hermione's parents to the beach.

The sky grew increasingly dark.

William looked up and saw a large cloud of black mist getting closer and closer, swaying and shifting in the sea breeze.

At least a hundred of these Dementor landed on the sea and slid rapidly toward the Muggle on the beach.

The leading Dementor bypassed the crowd and headed straight for William's location.

William was dumbfounded. What did Laozi do to you?

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