Chapter 165: Dwarf?
Forbidden Forest, in a territory near the periphery.
The temperature here is much colder than in the surrounding area, and even the tree trunks are covered with a layer of frost.
No small animals are on the territory anymore, and the whole area is shrouded in despair.
At this time, there are more than fifty Dementors entrenched here.
They drifted aimlessly in the air, and together with that black robe, they looked very strange.
About a hundred Dementors left Azkaban and came to Hogwarts this time.
All the Dementors were divided into two groups, who alternately guarded the entrances and exits of Hogwarts.
After all, Dementors are living creatures, and they get tired too.
The current batch of Dementors just came back from getting off work.
A smaller Dementor floated beside the other.
"Brother, it's frustrating here. Why don't we go back to Azkaban."
Another Dementor bumped into his little brother.
"Shut up! Do you think I'm not suffocating?"
There was some anger in his tone.
In fact, this group of Dementors left Azkaban because the prisoners inside provided less and less happiness.
After all, since the arrest of a group of Death Eaters in Azkaban more than a decade ago.
Few wizards have been sent there by the Ministry of Magic anymore.
And those Death Eaters who have been imprisoned live in despair every day.
And how can it generate enough happiness as food for the Dementors?
This also resulted in many Dementors not having a full meal for a long time.
So when they heard they could come to Hogwarts, where the wizarding crowd gathered, they signed up enthusiastically.
In the end, the stronger Dementors got the chance.
But who knew that they met Alvin on the way to warn them and solved several of their brothers, not to mention.
It was also well-warned by the Ministry of Magic.
The Dementor's younger brother was not annoyed by being knocked away and floated back to his eldest brother again.
"Big brother, why don't we sneak into the school to do eating? It's okay if we get caught, anyway. Their human wizards can't tell who we are."
This Dementor's younger brother is really a black belly, and even his own tribe is pitted.
The Dementor's elder brother thought for a while but rejected his younger brother's proposal.
"Do you think I don't want to go? I'm afraid I met that human dwarf last time, and if he catches us, it will really be over."
Thinking of Alvin's ruthless means, he is still a little scared now.
Hearing the words of his eldest brother, the Dementor's younger brother is also cowardly, and he is also afraid of it!
"Ah~"
The two Dementors sighed in unison.
However, none noticed that some raindrops disappeared under the tree next to them without falling to the ground.
Alvin was standing there, just overheard the conversation between the two Dementors.
Although the Dementors speak the language of their own race, Alvin can understand the meaning.
Most wizards can do this. It's just that when everyone faces a Dementor, there's nothing but fear in their hearts.
There is simply no ability to feel what the Dementor is saying.
And after listening to the Dementor's dialogue, Alvin's mood was a little subtle.
How do you feel that these two dementors are a bit social?
And also calling him... dwarf?
Alvin looked at himself, 14 years old, 1.75 meters tall.
Is it short?
Looking at the two Dementors, Alvin's eyes gradually became dangerous.
But there are many other Dementors, and Alvin won't do it right away.
Dementors have no eyes, and their perception of humans is generally identified by smell and emotion.
Alvin used magic to shield his own breath and Occlumency to prevent his emotions from flowing out.
The dementors were unaware of his possibility.
It didn't take long for Alvin to wait, and these two social Dementors felt a little hungry.
Leaving the tribe to look for some magical creatures in the distance.
Although they don't provide as many emotions as humans, they can barely fill their stomachs.
Alvin quietly followed.
Along the way, all creatures that encountered the Dementors shivered.
Alvin also saw two bunnies faint from fright.
"Brother, you see that these two rabbits are so fat. Are they not as good as us?"
The younger Dementor floated above the two rabbits and said to his elder brother.
"Idiot! You are a Dementor. What rabbits do you eat!"
The eldest brother's mood fluctuated violently, and the robe on his body was blown loudly.
He also served his little brother since being bribed by a prisoner for a Roast Chicken in Azkaban.
He is full of curiosity about human food.
"Don't mess around. We were warned by that powerful old man with a white beard not to kill the creatures here."
A little worried about his little brother, the Dementor warned him again.
The younger brother agreed aggrievedly.
Alvin, who followed behind, almost laughed.
Why do these two Dementors look a little silly?
Alvin decided he wanted both!
However, it seems they are not fools who only know how to eat and even remember Dumbledore's warning words.
The explanation is still a bit tricky.
This is good. Alvin can also have good "communication" with them.
Alvin wanted the Dementors to control how hard they were sucking their emotions.
This way, when training Hermione and the others, they can also have a step-by-step process.
If the Dementors were going full throttle as soon as they came up, Alvin was afraid they wouldn't be able to withstand that kind of pressure.
Finally, after walking a short distance, the two Dementors couldn't find any animals.
"Brother, there are no creatures in this area. Let's go back."
The Dementor's younger brother suggested that his elder brother did not speak but flew back directly towards the original road.
At this moment, Alvin saw it was almost time and secretly shot it.
An invisible barrier appeared in the air and instantly enveloped the Dementors and Alvin.
Dementor's elder brother sensed something was wrong, stopped flying, and turned his head to look around.
"Brother, what's wrong?"
The Dementor's younger brother was puzzled and did not understand why the elder brother suddenly stopped.