Chapter 169: Forgotten Dementors

In fact, this odds Alvin is not surprising. Slytherin is generally richer.

Although the numbers were relatively small, they beat the bets some of the Gryffindors had made.

Naturally, Snape's odds were pushed down.

And that made the snakes puff up in front of Gryffindor's lion cubs for days.

Make the little lions angry.

But nothing can be done. Who makes their pocket money so little?

They could only silently scold the little snake.

After the Potions class on Friday, Snape told Alvin that Professor Flitwick would be the judge during the duel.

Alvin was also happy because he could relax more.

Back to the bedroom, Alvin got into the suitcase and went to meet the two Dementors.

"When are you taking us out to eat?"

With sadness and anger, the Dementor Brother questioned Alvin.

The Dementor Brothers had been feeling a little uncomfortable lately, but Alvin said they could eat a full meal.

But it had been almost a week since they had been locked up, and they were in worse condition than in the forbidden forest.

At least in the Forbidden Forest, there were still some magical creatures that could make them absorb a bit of happiness.

But there was a Basilisk in the lake, and they couldn't afford to offend it.

So they are now hungry and losing their minds.

Alvin was also a little embarrassed. He had almost forgotten about these two people lately.

Alvin figured he wouldn't have remembered these two Dementors if it weren't for teaching Hermione and the others on Sundays.

"Well, I've been a bit busy recently and accidentally forgot about you. Sorry."

If there is a mistake, admit it, Alvin still has this courage.

"Then why don't you let us eat a little?"

Asking Alvin with anticipation, the two Dementors floated in front of Alvin.

But seeing Alvin's movement of pulling out his wand, they immediately fell silent.

"Okay, now I'm going to take you out to eat."

Alvin looked at the time, and there definitely wouldn't be anyone at this Nightclub. Still, with so many football teams in England, there would definitely be at least one game.

After that, Alvin asked Fury to Apparate to London with him.

As for the fact that he could Apparate himself, why have a Phoenix and not use it?

Alvin said he was lazy, so why not use the existing Phoenix?

He came to a place called White Hart Lane, where a match was being held.

At this time, the home team took the lead, and many fans cheered for the home team.

Alvin released the two Dementors.

After they came out, they were still a little confused, but they felt that there was already a sea of ​​​​excitement around them.

Suddenly they were happy.

But then, at first glance, they realized it was all Muggles. Muggles didn't have the same sense of happiness as wizards, and they withered again.

Alvin looked at them with a hint of hatred.

"You fools, there are very few people in the wizarding world, and on occasions like this, there will be many people in the Muggle world."

"If one is not enough, then eat more."

When the two Dementors heard it, they also felt it made sense.

Floating above the Stadium, they slowly absorbed the excitement that permeated the air.

However, they also remembered Alvin's warning not to use too much force, to take a slow breath, and to stop immediately once they found that the excitement was a bit thin.

And the fans in the Stadium suddenly found that they were somehow not so happy, and even those cheering for their favorite team weren't that enthusiastic.

The players on the pitch also wondered why his voice was suddenly so low.

At this time, Alvin also brought two Dementors to several other Stadiums.

It's just that at the third Stadium, the two Dementors couldn't eat anymore.

"Brother, brother, I can't eat anymore."

The Dementor's younger brother can't float steadily now, and the older brother isn't much better off.

"How? Are you satisfied?"

Alvin looked at them with a smile, and the two dementors nodded quickly.

They never imagined that there was so much "food" in the Muggle world.

Although not as delicious as the wizarding world, many of them exist!

They haven't eaten so full for a long time. Suppose there is another chance like this in the future, not to mention being the sparring partner of a few little wizards. In that case, it's okay to let them be the Patronus Charm teachers for the entire Hogwarts!

Alvin is also delighted, the tool man is fed, and after a while, he can practice at will, right?

In the suitcase, Alvin has returned to Hogwarts with the two Dementors.

After the meal, it's time to get down to business.

Groping his chin, looking at the two Dementors hovering in midair, Alvin suddenly asked, "Do you two have names?"

The two dementors froze, then shook their heads in unison.

"Our Dementors have no names, and we rely on the breath to distinguish individuals."

"That's it. From now on, you will be called Wolong, and your younger brother will be called Fengchu."

Alvin clapped his hands and assigned names to the two dementors.

"Wolong? Fengchu?"

The older brother of the Dementors reacted, and then he agreed.

After all, Alvin was their boss now, and it was no big deal to give them names, just like the Ministry of Magic used to be.

If the boss who could fill them up was good, he didn't care about the rest.

In fact, viewed this way, Dementors are also straightforward creatures as long as you can feed them.

It is a pity that their food is too extreme, causing the wizards to fear them abnormally.

And now, Alvin has met their demands, and naturally, they are obedient to Alvin.

Alvin looked at Wolong and asked, "Can you control the ability of your power to absorb emotions? And the aura of despair that you carry can you endure it a little?"

When Alvin was talking to the Dementors right now, he was using Occlumency. Otherwise, it will be easily affected by their innate abilities.

So they have to be able to control it. Otherwise, Harry wouldn't even be able to cast the spell.

Wolong heard Alvin's request and gave it a try.

Dementors in the past acted on their instincts and never considered the matter.

Now that Alvin said this, Wolong wasn't sure if he could do it.

Then Alvin lifted Occlumency a little and felt it.

Well, it's just a little depressing, but still acceptable.

Afterward, Fengchu did the same, but he was much worse than his older brother. He tried several times before he succeeded.

"Okay, let's try to absorb my happiness next. Remember, the power must be small."

Alvin commanded the two Dementors.

But they didn't do anything.

Just when Alvin was a little weird.

Wolong sent a message with some embarrassing emotions in it.

"Well, can you wait a bit? Fengchu and I have had enough eat."

Alvin: ...