Chapter 701: Dementors Explode Equipment

Hertfordshire is located in the suburbs of London. According to the records of the Ministry of Magic, there is only one wizard living here... Hermione Granger.

But now that Hermione has gone to Diagon Alley, there are only Muggles here.

The annoying gray fog permeated over Hertfordshire, and it was foggy, as if a sandstorm had just blown through.

On the street, several pedestrians covered their mouths and noses and walked hurriedly, wrapping their clothes tightly.

It's really strange... It's obviously July, but walking on the street is so cold that you shiver, and some people even wear winter clothes.

"This damn weather... People in the Meteorological Bureau should stop paying their salaries for a month!" A man rubbed his hands and couldn't help complaining.

He came here to deliver documents, so he didn't know about the cooling. As a result, as soon as he got off the subway, he felt like he had walked into a huge refrigerator. The thin clothes on his body didn't keep him warm at all.

The man quickened his pace again, and finally he ran directly. He just wanted to deliver the documents as soon as possible and then leave this abnormal ghost place.

But strangely, the running man not only did not get warmer, but got colder and colder.

Unconsciously, his breathing began to become heavy, his head was dizzy, and every time he gasped, he would spray out white mist that only appeared in winter.

A layer of white frost formed on his suit, but the man did not notice it at all. His legs moved forward stiffly, but slower and slower...

In the hazy gray fog, a thing floating in the air, wearing a black cloak, appeared above his head like a ghost.

"Hiss... Huh..."

Accompanied by a breath sound like pulling a bellows, the man's expression began to become dull. The joy brought by the promotion in the morning disappeared, and the excitement of drinking and celebrating with colleagues last night also disappeared... All the emotions related to happiness in the memory were disappearing bit by bit.

The man was terrified. He wanted to run, but his legs were out of control and he could not take another step anyway.

After a full meal, the Dementor in the air took off the hood on his head again.

In an instant, the man's vision became increasingly blurred, and all colors disappeared at this moment...

Just when he was about to fall into darkness, he suddenly saw a ray of silver light.

The light was too bright, like the sun, illuminating everything while dispelling the cold, and the frozen body gradually regained consciousness...

In a trance, he heard a voice.

"Cedric, do you think we need to use the Oblivion Spell on him?"

"What spell?" The man pondered, using all his strength to open his eyes.

He saw two children, about seventeen or eighteen years old, and he saw the silver light again... Oh no, it was a jellyfish floating in the air.

"This must be a dream, how can a jellyfish float in the air?" The man thought to himself.

But the next second...

"Oblivion is empty!"

Kyle looked at the man who fell into a coma again, sighed and said: "Why do you want to open your eyes at this time? I can't do it even if I want to save trouble."

The people who came were Kyle and Cedric. In fact, they appeared in the Leaky Cauldron before because they had to go out to solve the problem of Dementors.

After learning from Hermione that something was wrong here, the two came directly and just saved the man.

The silver jellyfish he saw before was naturally Kyle's patronus.

Kyle waved his wand and moved the man to a mailbox on the side of the road.

"Is he okay here?" Cedric walked over and stuffed a piece of chocolate into the man's mouth.

"It's okay, I know my limits, and he ate the chocolate, so he'll probably wake up in a few minutes."

Kyle said, "Even if someone sees him during this period, they will only think he's drunk... This guy really drank a lot, and the smell of alcohol hasn't dissipated yet."

"Okay." Cedric stood up and looked at the silver jellyfish next to Kyle, and the Dementor who was tied up by tentacles and struggling constantly.

"How do we deal with this Dementor? Should we take it back?"

"No." Kyle shook his head. "It just wanted to absorb this person's soul. Let's deal with it here."

As soon as Kyle finished speaking, several tentacles wrapped around it... Like an ice cube thrown into a fireplace, the Dementor melted rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye, and soon only a black rag was left.

Cedric waved his wand and conjured a flame that burned the rag into ashes.

"It's a bit of a waste." Kyle couldn't help but say.

"Waste?" Cedric looked at him in confusion. "What's the use of this thing? Can it be made into clothes?"

"Of course not, and even if it is really made, no one will wear it." Kyle said, "But I've been hesitating whether to give Fudge a suggestion recently, to organize a bounty for Dementors, such as killing one and going to the Ministry of Magic to exchange for the corresponding Galleons."

"Are you serious?" Cedric thought Kyle was a little whimsical.

Let's not talk about whether the Ministry of Magic is willing to pay for it. How can we identify the killing of Dementors? We can't just send someone to supervise it... After all, not everyone's Patronus is like Kell's, which can quietly bind Dementors.

Most Aurors can only use the Fiendish Fire Curse to kill Dementors, not to mention other wizards.

And if this method is used, Dementors will not leave any cloaks.

"Forget it, pretend I didn't say it." Kyle also thought of this, he sighed, and didn't think about it anymore.

At this time, the man on the ground suddenly moved.

Kyle quickly put away his patron saint and walked forward with Cedric pretending to be nothing.

"Where are we going now..." Cedric asked: "According to the clues obtained by the Department for the Regulation and Control of Magical Creatures, there are traces of dementors in Surrey and Buckinghamshire."

"Don't worry..." Kyle raised his head and glanced at the sky. "This level of gray fog cannot be caused by a dementor. Let's look for it again."

The two came to an open place, cast the Disillusionment Curse on themselves, and then raised their legs as if they were riding on something.

Then, they flew straight up.

Invisible broomsticks. They specifically asked the broomstick store to add this function before departure, just to facilitate movement, which is what most Aurors would do before hunting down dementors.

The two of them were hovering in mid-air. Half an hour later, Cedric suddenly reached out and pointed to a remote street.

"Look there..."

Kyle looked in the direction of his finger and found the second dementor.

But unlike the previous one, this time the Dementor just sucked hard on the Muggle for a while, then was satisfied and ready to leave, without any intention of giving him another "kiss".

"Is this going to be killed directly?" Cedric asked.

"I'll go discuss it..."

Kyle turned his broomstick and came to the dementor.

It seemed to Cedric that Kyle was actually talking to the dementors, and the dementors seemed to understand!

When did he learn the Dementor language... Does being a Ministry of Magic employee require so much now?

But before he could think about it for long, he saw Kyle holding out his wand.

A cluster of golden-red flames appeared out of thin air, condensing into the shape of a fire dragon, and directly burned the Dementor to ashes.

"The talks have broken down..." Kyle shrugged towards Cedric, "It is not very willing to go back to the Ministry of Magic to continue working... All curses end!"

Kyle plunged his wand into the ground, and the remaining flames immediately went out.

"There's nothing we can do about it," Cedric said, stuffing a piece of chocolate into the mouth of the attacked Muggle.

After doing all this, the two were ready to leave, but then Kyle suddenly noticed something on the ground.

Just below the dementor, there was a small amount of black stuff, like dust.

Kyle was a little surprised. He didn't expect that anything could be preserved under the Fire Curse.

In line with the principle of not wasting, Kyle found a bottle and put all the 'dust' in with a wand. "

"What do you want these for?" Cedric asked.

"In case it works." Kyle said.

Even the basilisk's snake sloughs can be used to brew potions. Maybe those left behind by the dementors will also be useful.

Even if you can't brew magic potion, there is still alchemy... something that can be preserved in the fierce fire is definitely not useless.

Kyle picked up the bottle and looked at it, "Ha, maybe hunting with a bounty is not impossible..."

"You still think about this..." Cedric rubbed his forehead, "This is a dementor, and the reward must not be too low, but this will require a lot of money. Do you think Fudge will agree?

"There is no Malfoy sponsoring the Ministry of Magic anymore."

"Just try it, just in case it works." Kyle said.

There are so many dementors scattered all over the place that Auror and the two of them alone may not be able to clear them all in a year.

What's more, he is about to start school, so he has to think of other ways... As for whether it can be done, that is another matter that needs to be considered.

As the two Dementors were eliminated, the gray fog in the sky also faded a lot, and now only a thin layer remained.

This is a normal phenomenon and is now the case throughout Britain, including the Ministry of Magic and Diagon Alley. As long as the dementors are still out there, these things will always exist.

Although there is still a certain impact, it is nothing anymore. The temperature has increased a lot. The sun shines through the gray fog and shines warmly on the body.

They flew around again until they were sure that there were no Dementors nearby, then they went directly to another place.

The Department for the Regulation and Control of Magical Creatures and the Auror Office each have a booklet that records the locations where dementors have appeared. Although it is not accurate, it can be used as a reference.

Cedric opened the book...

"It just so happens that someone also discovered traces of dementors in Cambridgeshire, not far away. Do you want to go?"

"certainly"

…

In order to eliminate those dementors as soon as possible, the two of them flew outside for two days, drinking refreshments when they couldn't hold on any longer. It wasn't until the evening of the third day that they returned to the Leaky Cauldron again.

At this time, Cedric was already panting from exhaustion. After flying outside for so long, his legs were trembling and he sat there panting.

"What are you doing?" After receiving the news, Fred and George rushed over and looked at him with suspicion.

"I'm warning you, never do anything sorry for Qiu..."

"Get out!" Cedric said angrily. He glanced secretly to the side and breathed a sigh of relief when he found that Qiu didn't pay attention.

"It's just a joke, don't be so excited." Fred sat next to him with a smile. "But by the way, what did you do?"

No one answered him.

Cedric was too lazy to pay attention to him, and Kyle simply didn't want to talk.

He was much more tired than Cedric.

After discovering that Dementors could drop items, he never used the Patronus Charm again. When he encountered Dementors that were unwilling to cooperate, he would just throw a Fiendfyre at them.

The Fiendfyre Charm was a very consuming black magic, and then he had to use a Curse of Ending. It was good that he could still stand after this day.

But the harvest was not bad.

Kyle's bottle was full, and he planned to find a time to ask Dumbledore or Nico what this thing was for.

The two rested for a while, wolfed down a few pieces of fried pork chops, and drank a large cup of hot cocoa, which made them feel much better.

"Where's Hermione?" Kyle put the empty cup on the table and asked.

"She went to see her parents." Fred said.

"But at this time, I think they should come down for dinner... Oh, here they come."

As they were talking, three people just walked down the stairs.

"Kyle?"

Hermione ran over immediately. "Hello, Cedric..."

"Ah, hello." Cedric said.

"Kyle, I've been looking for you these days, but they all said you were not in the Ministry of Magic." Hermione looked at Kyle and asked, "Where have you been?"

"I have something to do." Kyle said, "What do you want to talk to me about? Are your parents not used to living here?"

"No, no." Hermione said, "I'm here to pay back the money."

She handed a bag of Galleons to Kyle.

"So fast..." Kyle blinked, "Did you rob Gringotts?"

Earning fifty Galleons in two or three days, only robbing Gringotts can be this efficient.

"Of course not." Hermione said, "Don't forget that we Muggle-born wizards can exchange pounds for Galleons."

"Can you exchange so much?" Kyle was a little surprised.

"Okay." Hermione nodded, "But after more than 20 Galleons, more and more pounds will be needed, which is not cost-effective."

"Then why do you still exchange it?" Kyle didn't understand, "I don't want your interest, why are you in such a hurry?"

"It's okay." Hermione said with a smile, "Didn't Ron's brother Bill work in Gringotts before? He told us that gold and jewelry are also hard currencies in Gringotts, so we found a way to exchange some.

"Although it is still more expensive than five pounds for one Galleon, Bill found a goblin who is familiar with him, so it's not much different."

Hearing Hermione say this, Kyle put away the Galleons.

"In that case, I'll tell you a good news." He said, "Do you live in Hertfordshire too?"

"Yes." Hermione nodded.

"There are not many Dementors there now." Kyle took the butter beer that Fred had just asked for and took a sip.

Cedric followed suit and grabbed George's.

"Hey, that's mine. "Fred said dissatisfiedly.

"Don't be so stingy, just buy more." Kyle said nonchalantly.

"Wait, what do you mean by no Dementors just now?" Hermione asked in confusion.

"We are going to solve this problem these days." Kyle took another sip of butter beer, "To be honest, you are right to move to Diagon Alley. There are really many Dementors around Hertfordshire.

"But now it's gone, you can move back home anytime."

Huh?

Hermione was a little confused, because she was really not sure whether this was good news.

Strictly speaking, it must be, which means that she no longer has to worry about Dementors threatening her parents.

But the problem is that she just spent fifty Galleons two days ago and booked a room here for a month.

If she moves out now, can the money be refunded?

Hermione turned her head and glanced at the owner of the bar. Her intuition told her that it must not be refunded.

That's fifty Galleons, enough for her to graduate from Hogwarts.

"Thank you, thank you..." Hermione said stiffly, holding her chest.

For the first time, she felt that the Ministry of Magic didn't need to act so quickly.

But soon, Hermione adjusted her mood.

Just because the Dementors in Hertfordshire were solved didn't mean there were no Dementors. What if they came from other places again?

It was still safer in Diagon Alley. Just think of it as spending money to let parents know more about the wizarding world.

After the initial tension, they were really happy during this period.

Her mother liked the clothes in Madam Malkin's robe shop, and her father was obsessed with various potions and a toothpaste that was said to contain fire ash snake eggs.

That thing was terribly expensive, but he still gritted his teeth and bought a tube.

If they were asked to go back now, they might not be very happy.