The domineering old Deng

In the British Ministry of Magic, in the minister's office, Fudge, who was wearing a big coat, looked at the man in the mirror, with a look of dissatisfaction on his face, but of course he hid it well.

 Placed in front of him was a two-way mirror. As the name suggests, it was a magical instrument that allowed people in two places to communicate face to face.

 "Oh, Dumbledore, I believe you should understand that dementors cannot leave Azkaban at will. They are too dangerous."

 "Fudge." Dumbledore in the double-sided mirror did not say anything more to this qualified politician. After all, he was the one who knew best about creatures like dementors. Compared with fake "Fudge" "Understanding the King" can understand too much.

 "I need a dementor."

 Fudge's face wasn't very pretty. He had been the Minister of Magic for a short time. In order to get everyone to support him, he had always acted obedient to Dumbledore. Of course, he secretly hated Dumbledore. Disappear so that no one can threaten his position as minister!

 "Okay, Merlin, you should understand my difficulties." Fudge smacked his lips dryly, and then carefully asked Dumbledore in the mirror, "Can I ask, do you want to take the photo?" What are ghosts doing? Of course I'm just curious, after all you even have a phoenix..."

 "To deal with Voldemort."

 Dumbledore had no scruples at all about the darkness that once shrouded this sky, and stated his purpose without hesitation. Of course, he also anticipated what would happen next!

 "Oh! Merlin's pants! No way! I mean, we all know that man, that man is dead, isn't he? He died at the hands of the Boy-Who-Lived, by the way, Harry! Isn't Harry studying at Hogwarts?"

 Fudge was like an offended rooster, wandering around the room crazily, with a nervous blush on his fair and wrinkled face!

 "Fudge, he's not dead, and he will definitely come back. I need dementors to deal with him." Dumbledore sighed, but at the same time he was happy in his heart.

 If Hermione hadn't appeared, he would have definitely trained Harry to deal with Voldemort. Now he had one more choice, or one more way to easily eliminate Voldemort!

 "Okay, okay!" Fudge's hair was all disheveled. He kept talking as if Dumbledore opposite him was an Alzheimer's man who had to speak several times before he could understand him. "I don't know where you are. Something went wrong, but everyone knows that the man is dead. If you want a dementor, just take it, but the man is definitely dead!"

 The double-way mirror was hung up, and Dumbledore raised his eyebrows and looked at Hermione, who was sitting beside him without making any sound.

 "Our Minister for Magic doesn't look like much, does he?"

 "So, I will become a much better Minister of Magic than him in the future!"

 Hermione imitated Dumbledore and raised her eyebrows. Forbes, who was standing on her shoulder, blinked, then yawned and fell asleep on Hermione's shoulder.

 Those who knew it was Dumbledore's phoenix, but those who didn't know, thought Hermione was its owner!

 Three days later, Fudge, who was talkative but very efficient at work, ordered someone to send a dementor. When the dementor arrived, Hermione clearly felt that her soul was shaking, but unfortunately, Hermione has the ability to defeat Dementors!

 "It seems like Miss Know-It-All doesn't need me, an old man, to do anything?" Dumbledore looked at Hermione who was playing with the Dementor into a ball, and naughtily put the chocolate frog into her mouth.

 Hermione nodded, she was the lucky one who got the three-color domineering prize in the red envelope!

 The domineering and domineering spirit is the natural nemesis for this kind of dementor with no IQ!

 "Then, principal, please take out that one." After Hermione put away the dementors in her hands according to the magic ritual given by Koizumi Anko, she nodded to Dumbledore.

 Portraits of many principals in the principal's room also gathered. The domineering aura that Hermione exuded just now was also a very uncomfortable force for them.

 So now they are very curious about what this little guy will do!

 "Of course." Dumbledore tapped his desk with his wand, and then a simple, inconspicuous-looking crown appeared on the table.

 "Ravenclaw's diadem!"

 The portrait of a certain principal immediately exclaimed, this is the treasure left by Ravenclaw, one of the legendary four legends!

 "It's a pity that Tom stained Ravenclaw's diadem with his soul." Dumbledore shook his head. No one could tell whether he was pitying Voldemort or pitying this Ravenclaw diadem. !

 "Swallowing Spirits! Go!"

 Hermione took a deep breath, followed the magic in her mind, and slapped the dementor directly on Ravenclaw's diadem.

 The Dementor who regained consciousness immediately wanted to escape, but a special ritual barrier trapped it firmly in Ravenclaw's diadem, just like Azkaban.

 After trying a few times, the brainless Dementor stopped thinking about escaping, and instead began to pay attention to another resident of Ravenclaw's diadem!

 Amidst the resentful roar, Ravenclaw's diadem emitted a strange and ominous black mist. After about three or four minutes, Hermione felt that there was only one thing left in Ravenclaw's diadem. The breath of a dementor!

 boom!

 Hermione opened her palm, and a drop of blood fell on Ravenclaw's crown. Then there was a slight explosion, and the Dementor, who had completely absorbed Voldemort's soul fragment in Ravenclaw, appeared in the room. among.

 At this time, through the ritual of swallowing souls, Hermione also completely controlled this dementor!

 "Successful, Headmaster." Hermione smiled. This was the first Horcrux they had eliminated. No one was cursed and no one was harmed!

 Even the dementors who were the biggest contributors were very satisfied with the food!

 "Then, the next step is to enjoy your school time, and I will collect the other Horcruxes." Dumbledore blinked at Hermione, and then his expression gradually became serious.

 "Now that the Horcrux has been solved, principal, shouldn't we release the people who should be released and catch the people who should be caught?" Hermione was very talented and understood what Dumbledore was thinking immediately. What.

 You know, in order to make the White Devil completely believe in her, she told Dumbledore about the dimensional chat group.

 Of course, she also believed in Dumbledore's character.

 The double-sided mirror was opened again, and Fudge, who was confused, saw Dumbledore with a serious look on his face.

 "Fudge, Black...Sirius, it's time to be released. The one who went to Azkaban instead is Peter, who has been running away for ten years."

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