Harry Potter’s Book of Sin Chapter 825: London and the Dementors

"There are not many dementors in the city of London, but the Muggle situation is a bit terrible... At present, the Ministry of Magic has sent Aurors to deal with them urgently. We have to wait for Kingsley's details. News..."

In the fire of the fireplace, the charcoal block and the flame are intertwined to form a human face, but seeing the mouth open and close, Lupin's voice can be heard from it.

This is a way to use Floo powder. Of course, a guy like Maca who just touches the fryer can't use it.

"...Kingsley said before he went, if the actual number of dementors is more than in the intelligence, or the impact of this incident on Muggle society is too great, Scrimgeour will probably not be able to handle it. I live to find you."

At the end, Lupin paused.

"The other is..." He thought about it and asked, "Look, do we want to help?"

To be honest, as soon as Maca heard the dementor, some words from Eun Ravenclaw flashed through his mind. Reminiscent of Helbo’s secret activities, there is almost no suspense about the relationship between the two.

"You guys don't go-I'm not too worried about the dementors alone, after all, Muggles can't see those magical creatures. What I am worried about is that there may be other things..."

The Auror of the Ministry of Magic is not a fool!

Because the dark wizards of the magical world are always fighting against them, the selection and training of Aurors have a very high standard. Just a Kingsley can skillfully use the Patronus Curse to drive away dementors.

Of course, those things are indeed more difficult. If you want to kill them, you must condense the physical patron saint.

"Anyway, I will check it out. You don't need to act. Especially Sirius, please keep a close eye on him!"

After Lupin took the initiative to end the conversation and the fire calmed down again, Maca shrugged at Professor McGonagall and the others.

"Well, I'm afraid I won't have time to sleep tonight...Sorry, don't make the tea!"

As he said, he glanced out the window, then walked straight to the office door.

"By the way, good night."

……

Old Eun mentioned that the Dementor was originally a by-product of Helbo's research on the manufacture of Horcruxes.

However, although Helbo is indeed very strong, his research on the soul is also quite in-depth. But it is impossible for him to create a brand new life out of thin air.

Dementors, originally humans.

It's just that those poor people who fell into Helbo's hands that year were "removed" by some of the souls representing positive emotions, so that they eventually became ghosts.

But is this change also part of the rules of the soul?

Maca doesn't know... He only knows that the Dementor will try to devour people's happiness, probably because it instinctively wants to make up for the lack of his own soul.

And finally devouring part of the soul of others is really trying to make up for one's own deficiencies.

It is this kind of "one-to-one" inheritance that makes the number of dementors never rise, but will always gradually decrease with the age.

If they hadn't had natural enemies themselves, and they had almost never left the island where Azkaban was located, they would have disappeared in this world long ago.

As soon as Maca came to London, he found that the temperature here had indeed dropped from before. But he just stood on the street and looked left and right, but he didn't see any traces of suspected dementors.

"It does look like passing here..."

Because the entrances of the underground black market are mostly concentrated on the banks of the Thames, he habitually came here to take a look. When he really found the dementor, he was already close to the northern suburbs of London.

Standing on the roof of a certain house and looking up, the black cloak like a rag bag, dry and slender claws, and the black-gray mist covering the whole body...you can recognize it at a glance, that's true It's a dementor.

There are three dementors swimming around the building opposite.

Maca stood on the roof of the building here, and didn't try to interfere. Because before he arrived, two Aurors had already controlled their respective guardian gods and rushed over there.

"A sea turtle and... are they jellyfish? Ocean combination?"

He was muttering to himself, but saw that the silver-white jellyfish, which was bigger than the dementor, trembling with a lot of long beards, rushed to one of the dementors first.

The extremely solid positive energy of the patron saint is already very restrained from dementors. Before the jellyfish hit the dementor's body, the latter had already retreated.

However, the dementor's retreat speed was obviously not as fast as the jellyfish patron saint who was gaining momentum, and before he could escape, he was hit.

At the same time, the patron saint of the turtles behind him also attacked another dementor from the side. Look at its awkward appearance with its limbs sliding, but its speed is as if it is in the sea, and it sprints unexpectedly fast.

When the jellyfish hit the dementor and fled in a hurry, and turned back to chase the third one, Maca knew it was almost time to finish here.

As he expected, the Auror will not encounter too many problems in expelling dementors. The problem is how to capture or destroy these dementors.

After observing this battle between the patron saint and the dementor, Maca began to explore other areas. Occasionally, I would meet a few dementors, or Aurors who cooperated in pairs, but I didn't find some of the "other things" he expected.

Naturally, it is a good thing not to find out, but as far as Maca's current understanding of Helbo is concerned, the other party would not do such obvious and meaningless things.

"What is he planning again?"

Hiding his figure and stepping on the magic book, Maca flew quickly in the air. Kingsley's initial intelligence seemed to be correct. There were not many dementors brought to London, and the sum of what Maca saw from the end to the end was only a dozen.

"Is that Kingsley?"

As soon as I saw that there was a **** bald head on an unmanned street below, Maca subconsciously took a closer look. After confirming that he was not mistaken, he landed straight down the street.

"How is the situation?"

"Huh?"

Maca lifted the invisibility effect by his side, which surprised Kingsley. Maca stretched out his hand and gently blocked the other party's wand that was suddenly stretched out, and an apologetic smile appeared on his face.

"Sorry, I'm a little worried..."

"Oh, it's McLean?" Kingsley took a calm look, and then lowered his wand to his side. "It's okay, better than expected... how do you say it? Fortunately it was at night. ."

This sentence of him really speaks to Scrimgeour's heart.

If a dementor appears in broad daylight, it’s a headache to think about...Although the relationship between the Ministry of Magic and Muggle politics in the United Kingdom is not as bad as that in the United States, if something happens, sooner or later it will Will belong to the current Minister of Magic.

"Well, and it's not in the city center yet," Maca echoed, and then went on, "What about the dementors? Are there other accidents that happened?"

Kingsley frowned immediately upon hearing this.

If this sentence is spoken from someone else, he will at most send one or two hands to check it out, but if it was Maca who said this...

"Is it related to the evacuation operation on the black market?"

This elite Auror has always had a good brain. If someone said that he was the next Minister of Magic to be elected, Maca wouldn't be surprised at all.

From what he said, he knew very little about Helbo. The Auror who went to the black market this time to evacuate the wizards was not the team he led.

But even so, he can still make a reasonable guess.

Of course, even Maca can't easily make a conclusion before finding a real basis.

"Not sure, it's just my guess for the time being...but to be cautious, you'd better make them be more careful and look around."

Speaking of which, Maca stepped up the magic book again, and nodded to Kingsley by the way.

"I’ve come here, I’ll search around to see if I find anything. You should also pay attention to yourself. If you are in danger, send a signal, and I’ll be here right away... if it’s as I thought. Then~IndoMTL.com~The danger is certainly not small."

"Okay."

Seeing Maca in the sky disappearing again, Kingsley responded, but he didn't know if Maca heard it.

Out of the "despicable" guard against Helbo, Maca didn't just wander around the northern suburbs. Enough Aurors are already busy here, and what he wants to guard against is some possible conspiracy.

"Boom!"

As he flew over a residential area, Maca suddenly paused because he seemed to hear a slight impact.

It means it's dead at night right now, otherwise, he might not be able to find out.

It's just a little movement, there are so many possibilities. Maca stayed in the air and waited for a few more seconds, and when the impact sounded for the second time, he decided to go and find out.

This is a very ordinary residential street, with households on both sides. The house is not big, but at least it is a single family, which is pretty good for some Muggles living in apartment buildings.

The sound that Maca heard came from one of the seemingly ordinary houses.

"Boom——"

There was another crash, and Maca, who had fallen to the ground, could even feel the slight vibration of the ground. Seeing that the lights of several nearby residents were already turned on, it was obvious that they had noticed that unusual movement.

I saw him stretch out his hand first and use the Silencing Charm to separate the sound from the surroundings, and then he walked quickly to the window of the house.

The curtains on the first floor were open, but there was no light in the room. Looking inside the window, you could only see a dim living room.

At this moment, the sound accompanied by a slight shock, once again passed through Maca's ears.

"Boom!"

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