Dementor Before the Husband's Eyes

After the students were all driven away, only William, Hermione, and Sirius remained in the room.

"Are you sure you can drive this ship and not let those students pilot it?" Sirius asked doubtfully.

He knew William was a genius, even the most prodigious wizard he had ever seen.

But he had never seen William sail this ship... Even a genius has to learn, right?

"No need to learn, I just watched someone else do it once, and I already learned it." William blinked.

"It's nothing."

He spent eight years in the time loop, which allowed him to equip himself with a wealth of skills.

William has driven all kinds of vehicles, big trucks, small cars, tanks, domestic cars, foreign cars... there's no vehicle he hasn't driven.

An experienced driver.

As for the magic ship, it was moored in the Black Lake. William had already stolen it while everyone was watching the game.

He also took Hermione along the River Thames.

The first few times, due to my poor driving skills, the results were terrible.

He intended to stand at the bow of the ship and shout "I am the king of the world," but the ship was going too fast and crashed into London Bridge, causing it to collapse.

This ship has now become a real Titanic.

The most outrageous incident involved a boat that veered off the waterway and crashed into Westminster Cathedral.

It's worth noting that Westminster Cathedral is the final resting place of many famous figures in the United Kingdom history, including the great Alchemy... Newton.

This time, Newton must be turning in his grave.

That evening, the Queen sadly announced that on this day of national mourning, everyone should observe three minutes of silence and that the criminals should be apprehended as soon as possible.

William also pretended to be the Fourteenth Doctor Who, inviting people everywhere to go on adventures.

As for why TARDIS doesn't look like a blue police booth, it's because he fixed the Chameleon Circuit.

William underestimated the Doctor Who's standing in the eyes of the United Kingdom.

This kind of lie actually fooled quite a few young girls, who cried and begged to be his date.

Well, they probably only agreed to be fooled because William had a boat.

If you really replace it with a police booth, you're lucky if you don't call the police; who's going to bother with you anyway!

William skillfully manipulated the control panel, and the entire ship began to sink underwater.

You really learned it after only watching it once?

Why don't you just go to heaven?!

For a moment, Sirius seemed to be a master of facial expression management, switching back and forth between the emotions of "I've been screwed over" and "I've been screwed over by a dog".

The former is surprise, the latter is fright.

Excitement mixed with pain.

William looked at the map of the North Sea, took a ruler, and tried to find the location of Azkaban on it.

"Do you know where Azkaban is?" Sirius asked.

Azkaban was enchanted and could not be marked on the map.

Ordinary wizards really can't find it; at most, they know it's on a small island in the middle of the North Sea.

But Sirius was a man who had spent twelve years inside and successfully escaped, so naturally he knew where it was.

"I know, it's roughly around this location." William pointed to a spot on the map.

"It's definitely this way, but I feel like you're going in the wrong direction."

Sirius, chin in hand, looked puzzled.

"Azkaban is in the north, why are you heading west?"

William glanced at him and asked, "Are you sure you can tell east from west?"

"Hey, I'm not directionally challenged, of course I can tell the difference," Sirius said, dissatisfied.

William and Hermione rolled their eyes simultaneously.

If you're not directionally challenged, could you swim all the way to France?

If it's any more remote, it'll be right on the Italy border.

William began teaching Hermione how to sail the ship.

Cold dog food was slapped haphazardly on my face.

Sirius, then felt uncomfortable all over and had to leave.

He inexplicably thought of James and Lily.

Sigh... Happy being single!

Sirius could only console himself with this thought.

Azkaban,

The Dementor, acting as jailers, opened each door one by one and then swam inside.

Soon, heart-wrenching screams echoed from inside the room.

This scene happens every day, because it's mealtime again.

However, it wasn't the prisoners eating, but the Dementor.

As a civil servant with a formal position, it is naturally my responsibility to guard prisoners for the Ministry of Magic.

But the corresponding reward... the Ministry of Magic tacitly allows them to obtain "rations" from prisoners.

Besides the joyful emotions in the wizards' memories, there are also the souls of wizards who are about to die.

However, with a limited number of prisoners, the number of Dementor is also limited to a certain extent.

After devouring the contents of a cell, the Dementor leader swam out and patted its belly.

I'm still hungry!

It had already tolerated it, but after witnessing the prosperity outside... how could it possibly endure this hunger?

Speaking of that prosperity, it's been almost two years since then, but I still find it unforgettable.

In fact, we should thank Sirius Black.

His escape from prison caused a shortage of manpower in the Ministry of Magic, and Minister Fudge ordered the Dementor to be captured across the country.

First, a Dementor went missing in France, and then hundreds Dementor were lost at Hogwarts.

What seemed like a hopeless situation turned out to be a turning point, but unexpectedly, spring arrived from that point on.

With a shortage of Dementor, Minister Fudge allowed them to breed freely.

As an innate instinct, Dementor harass Muggle everywhere, absorbing pleasure wherever it may be found.

The peak number of Dementor not only exceeded the original number, but also quadrupled.

This year has been very tight; I haven't had a proper meal many times.

Dementor shrink in size and slowly "wither" when they are deprived of pleasure and souls.

Many Dementor who couldn't get "food" began to die out, and the population once again returned to its original level.

Eating is an innate instinct, and it's difficult to go from luxury to frugality.

The Dementor had long been dissatisfied with the Ministry of Magic and Fudge.

Damn it!

But they still can't fight back... Although Dementor aren't very intelligent, they still know they are no match for wizards.

The good news is that the Dark Lord is said to have been resurrected, and the Death Eaters are secretly contacting him.

The offer was very generous; if they agreed to the rebellion, they would be allowed to absorb Muggle.

The Dementor leader hasn't immediately agreed. What if the Dark Lord hasn't been resurrected, and this is just false information?

We need to offer at least thirty... no! Fifty Muggle souls first.

The Death Eaters would definitely not agree to this; the disappearance of fifty Muggle would surely alert the Ministry of Magic.

The two sides reached a stalemate.

With that thought in mind, the Dementor leader swam toward a cell.

I'm still not full, let's have another meal.

Bellatrix screamed in her cell and shrank back in fear.

Having been absorbed for thirteen years, she had long since lost many good memories, and was only struggling to survive on the belief that "the Dark Lord will come to save her."

The Dementor hissed with excitement.

This wizard was one that the Death Eaters specifically requested to protect, but that didn't stop it from visiting.

As long as you don't kill her, it's fine.

"Go ahead and scream, even if you scream your lungs out, no wizard will come to save you!"

Bellatrix's husband squatted in the opposite cell, staring blankly at the scene, saying nothing.

What about the husband's former sin?

As long as you don't inhale it, it's fine.

A small Dementor swam in. It hissed and communicated in its unique way, saying:

"Chief, a ship has been spotted near Azkaban."

Is it Muggle ship?

"It seems to be a wizard..."

"Never mind that, since we're in Azkaban, tell the brothers, we're having an extra meal tonight!"

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