Hogwarts Bloodline Chapter 410: We Are a Brutal, Emotionless Soul-Sucking Machine! - Novel Cool

Chapter 410: We Are a Brutal, Emotionless Soul-Sucking Machine!

Chapter 410: We Are a Brutal, Emotionless Soul-Sucking Machine!

After Mcgonagall suggested evacuating the Dementors, Dolores Umbridge stared at her in disbelief, her eyes wide with shock. She screeched:

"Heavens, how could you think such a thing? If we withdraw these Dementors, what will happen to the children in Hogwarts without their protection? What if Sirius Black sneaks in?"

"He's already done it once! He slipped into the castle right under the noses of these Dementors!" Mcgonagall interrupted Umbridge, ignoring her ashen face and continuing, "As for the children's safety, the professors will take responsibility!"

Umbridge firmly refused to evacuate the Dementors from the castle, insisting that the Dementors had already submitted to the authority of the Ministry of Magic. The Ministry of Magic would simply increase the number of guards to supervise them.

Moreover, Umbridge suspected that Mcgonagall was exaggerating the severity of the situation. How could a third-year young wizards drive away more than a hundred Dementors?

If it were just a few Dementors, it might be possible.

Umbridge believed that even she couldn't handle so many Dementors at once, let alone a student.

Mcgonagall was so angry at Umbridge's words that she almost laughed. Ivan had driven away a large number of Dementors on the train, and as a high-ranking official of the Ministry of Magic, Umbridge couldn't possibly be unaware of this.

This time, the Dementors invading the Quidditch pitch was just a repeat of that incident.

Although she was angry, Mcgonagall felt more helpless. She understood that Umbridge was trying to downplay the impact of the Dementors' riot and to define the incident in a way that suited her.

Even though she knew she couldn't match the Ministry of Magic, Mcgonagall insisted on the safety of the students, stating that the students in the castle and Professor Severus Snape, who was present, could all testify to the incident.

Everyone was willing to bear witness!

Of course, Umbridge wouldn't agree to this. She shook her head without hesitation.

However, when she saw the Dementors guarding the entrance, her eyes lit up. She turned to Mcgonagall and said in a high-pitched voice, "How about this, we can ask these Dementors?"

Mcgonagall looked very strange. Ask the Dementors? Have these monsters expose themselves?

Umbridge had already walked up to one of the more alert-looking Dementors, and Mcgonagall had no choice but to follow.

"I am a senior envoy of the Ministry of Magic. Someone said that you invaded the Hogwarts Quidditch pitch a few days ago. Is that true? Or did you accidentally discover Sirius Black's whereabouts in the castle and mistakenly enter there?"

Umbridge adopted a professional demeanor, asking the question, but her words were filled with various implications.

As a high-ranking official of the Ministry of Magic, Umbridge was well aware that Dementors were not as mindless and chaotic as the outside world believed. On the contrary, they could understand and execute orders, indicating that they possessed considerable intelligence.

So, the choice was obvious.

Even considering that the Dementors might find it difficult to express their intentions clearly, Umbridge helpfully added, "Nod if it's the former. Shake your head if it's the latter."

Mcgonagall frowned. What could be gained by using such a method?

However, to their utter amazement, the Dementor in front of them nodded honestly.

Dolores Umbridge's smile froze, and she wondered if she hadn't made herself clear. She cleared her throat and emphasized her words carefully.

"I mean, if you ignore the Ministry of Magic's regulations and forcibly enter Hogwarts' Quidditch pitch, you will face severe punishment! However, if you accidentally intruded while chasing after Black, the Ministry might consider forgiving you!"

If she could, Umbridge would have killed these troublemaking Dementors on the spot!

But finding a group of creatures who would work for free and follow orders was no easy task, so Umbridge gritted her teeth and gave this Dementor another chance to choose.

However, what made Umbridge want to collapse was that the Dementor nodded even faster.

Professor Mcgonagall was also surprised and asked cautiously, "So you entered the pitch to attack the students there, drain their happiness, and even devour their souls?"

Yes, yes, yes! We are a group of ruthless, emotionless soul-sucking machines!

Ivan nodded very honestly again!

This time even Professor Mcgonagall was speechless. She had originally thought that Dementors, being such evil and cruel creatures, would be cunning, but she never expected them to be so naive, spilling everything.

"I think we have asked enough, don't you agree, Umbridge?" Professor Mcgonagall said.

Umbridge's body trembled, her chest heaving as she was nearly driven mad with anger.

Who was the idiot who told her that Dementors were highly intelligent magical beings?

They were nothing but a bunch of imbeciles!

"Yes! I think it's very clear! So you Dementors have violated the Ministry of Magic's regulations by acting on your own and attempting to attack the students in the castle!"

Umbridge gritted her teeth and drew her wand, pointing it at Ivan, her face contorted with rage as she shouted, "Expecto Patronum! (Patronus Charm)"

In the next moment, a white light flashed, and the Dementor that was about to nod was flung away.

Caught off guard by the impact, Ivan hurriedly patted himself down, relieved to find that he was unharmed, and even the black mist surrounding him hadn't diminished.

Perhaps it was because Umbridge's Patronus Charm was too weak, or because he wasn't a real Dementor.

Maybe it was both.

Ivan looked at the furious Umbridge, who had failed to summon a Patronus, and was both surprised by her poor spellcasting and somewhat anxious.

He realized he had overdone it and directly provoked Umbridge.

While Ivan didn't think Umbridge could do anything to him, he was worried about what would happen if the bag in his Cloak fell out during a fight. What would Mcgonagall and Umbridge think?

A Dementor kidnapping another Dementor?

As Ivan's mind raced with these thoughts, the clear sky suddenly turned dark, and a large cloud of black mist gathered overhead, rapidly descending.

This was clearly not a cloud, but a large group of Dementors.

Feeling relieved and seeing a way out, Ivan rushed forward, shouting loudly.

"The Ministry of Magic's Special Investigator is attacking Dementors!"

(End of Chapter)

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