The British Ministry of Magic imprisoned the Dementors on a small island and used human intervention to control the population of this group to a limit. Within this limit, the Dementors no longer had the desire to reproduce. Every day
The emotions I absorb are only enough to satisfy my hunger.
The most primitive desire of a group is to reproduce, and the wizard successfully suppressed the dementors' desire to reproduce, which is really a terrible method. I am afraid that from the perspective of the dementors, the wizard is the most terrifying dark creature.
Wizards all think that dementors are the guards of Azkaban. In fact, the prisoners in Azkaban are not just those dark wizards. Aren't dementors prisoners who use the ground as a prison?
And keeping the dementors hungry all the time also has an advantage, that is, the hungry dementors will squeeze every new prisoner to the limit, completely eliminating the possibility of them accumulating strength to escape. Even a genius like Hagrid
The hybrid giant, who was fearless and fearless, became filled with fear of Azkaban after spending a few days there. He shuddered every time he recalled it.
If this happens for several days, it is hard to say how the mental state of those prisoners who have been imprisoned for more than ten years will become distorted.
If Sirius didn't know how to transform into animagus, he might have gone crazy long ago.
After Tom described the beautiful vision of "eating" and "reproducing" to the dementors, the dementors were slightly shaken.
Before their eyes, they seemed to see a scene of themselves lying carefree under the dark clouds after absorbing their full emotions, with small dementors floating in the storm. They suddenly felt that this kind of life seemed very good.
"Follow me, and I will lead you to obtain 'food' and 'reproduction'!" Tom opened his arms and roared at all the dementors.
"How... did you... do it?" The Dementors were still confused, "Want a war... with the wizards... Then... with all due respect... we... can't resist... the wizards'... patron saints
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"Of course not, I dare to say this because I am special," Tom shook his head and changed back to his human form in full view of everyone.
The dementors became commotion. They had just watched a fellow member of their kind turn into a wizard. This simply shattered their understanding of the world.
"wizard?"
"How...possible!"
"incredible!"
Tom, who had returned to his human form, felt that there was a cold wind in the whole valley, and the air he breathed in seemed to be frozen, and it stung his lungs.
However, it seems that because of his experience as a dementor, the negative impact of all the dementors on him was much smaller.
But Tom didn't delay too much, he transformed back into the dementor appearance again.
Dementor:!
"I can transform into a wizard. I have learned about the operation of wizard society, and I am confident that we can get a piece of paradise for us to survive from their hands." Tom is still very confident about this.
There is a shortage of everything on earth, but there is no shortage of scum. The angry scum among the seven billion people are enough to feed the dementors. The reproduction speed of the dementors can definitely not keep up with the reproduction speed of the population, so
Don't worry about the day when there are not enough prisoners - there is one super criminal for every million people, and the whole world can plunder 7,000 people!
"Promised Land..." The Dementors suddenly had two emotions they had never had before, one was called "Hope" and the other was called "Expectation". Some of them wanted to see what the legendary Promised Land looked like.
At this time, some Dementors on the edge of the valley became confused. Tom looked over there and saw several figures appearing on the hillside not far away. It was Umbridge and her men.
They arrived much later than Tom. After all, they did not have as strong a "sense" as Tom, but the timing of their arrival was very coincidental.
"It's just the right time..." Tom sighed, "It's just like fate!"
He looked at the frightened Dementors and shouted at them: "Have you seen the wizards on the hillside? They are here to punish us on behalf of the Ministry of Magic!"
When the dementors heard this, they panicked. But soon, as if they were infected, they all calmed down and looked towards where Tom was.
They want this special compatriot to give them a solution.
"As long as we unite, they are vulnerable! You defeat this group of wizards for me, and I will get a piece of paradise for you!" Tom pointed at Umbridge's group of people, "You should remember that you just succeeded in tearing them apart
If you pass a patron saint, you only need to repeat this action."
"Tear to shreds!" Driven by the paradise, the dementors were incited by Tom.
At this time, Umbridge and her party on the hillside did not realize that they were in danger.
"Finally I found it..." Umbridge took out a handkerchief with a kitten embroidered on it, wiped the sweat from her forehead, and let out a sigh of relief. They also found the dementors following the changes in the sky, but as
Wizards, their senses are much duller, so they took a lot of wrongful detours in this mountain range.
Umbridge wanted to give up for a while, but the pleasure of face and revenge made her persist.
Now, her persistence will be rewarded.
"Minister, there's something weird..." Auror's instinct made Brian a little uneasy. Looking at the dementors in the valley, he always felt that something was wrong.
Why were they surrounding a small dementor? Brian quickly noticed something unusual.
"Whatever!" Umbridge didn't care about this, "Anyway, they will collapse as soon as the Patronus charges."
She pulled out her wand and took the lead in summoning her white vanilla cat Patronus. Due to her own emotional fluctuations, this Patronus became more solid.
Seeing that Umbridge was ready to take action, Brian could only suppress the uneasiness in his heart and summoned his own patronus. The other people in the team followed suit and summoned their own patronus.
"Charge!" Umbridge pointed her wand at the Dementors, and her white vanilla cat Patronuses came out, leading several Patronuses to rush towards the Dementors, while the rest of the wizards danced out
Clouds of silver mist surrounded them.
But surprisingly, the dementors did not collapse at the first touch, but immediately floated back after being bounced by the patron saint, continuing to leave scars on their patron saint.
Umbridge watched helplessly as the silver-white light brought by her Patronus was gradually shrouded in darkness, and was eventually swallowed up completely. There were also bursts of shrill roars in her ears, and the dementors were rushing towards them.
Brian looked at the little Dementor surrounded by many Dementors, and for some reason, a word came to his mind:
king?
How is that possible? Creatures like dementors have never given birth to a king in hundreds of years! He pushed this thought out of his mind.
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