A Certain Magical Hogwarts

Chapter 737: The dementor committed by Husband’s predecessor

After the students were all driven away, only William, Hermione, and Sirius remained in the room.

"Are you sure you'll drive this boat and not let those students pilot it?" Sirius asked doubtfully.

He knew William was a genius, even the most prodigious wizard he had ever seen.

But he had never seen William sail this ship... Even if he's a genius, we still have to learn, right?

"No need to learn, I just watched someone else do it once and I already learned it." William blinked.

"It's nothing."

He spent eight years in the time loop, which allowed him to equip himself with a wealth of skills.

William has driven all kinds of vehicles, big cars, small cars, tanks, domestic cars, foreign cars... there's no vehicle he hasn't driven.

An experienced driver.

As for the magic ship, it was moored in the Black Lake, and William had already stolen it while everyone was watching the game.

He also took Hermione along the Thames River.

The first few times, due to my poor driving skills, the results were terrible.

He intended to stand at the bow of the ship and shout "I am the king of the world," but the ship was going too fast and crashed into London Bridge, causing it to collapse.

This ship has become the real Titanic.

The most outrageous incident involved a boat that veered off the waterway and crashed into Westminster Abbey.

It's worth noting that Westminster Abbey is the final resting place of many famous figures in British history, including the great alchemist…Newton.

This time, Newton must be turning in his grave.

That evening, the Queen sadly declared it a day of national mourning, asking everyone to observe three minutes of silence and to apprehend the criminals as soon as possible.

William also pretended to be the fourteenth Doctor, inviting people to go on adventures everywhere.

As for why TARDIS doesn't look like a blue police booth, it's because he fixed the chameleon system.

William underestimated the Doctor's standing in the eyes of the British.

This kind of lie actually fooled quite a few young girls, who cried and begged to be his date.

Well, they probably only agreed to be fooled because William had a ship.

If you really replace it with a police booth, it's good enough if no one calls the police; who's going to bother with you!

William skillfully manipulated the control panel, and the entire ship sank into the water.

You really learned it after only watching it once?

Why don't you just go to heaven!

For a moment, Sirius seemed to be a master of facial expression management, switching back and forth between the emotions of "I've been screwed over" and "I've been screwed over by a dog".

The former is surprise, the latter is fright.

Excitement mixed with pain.

William looked at the map of the North Sea, took a ruler, and tried to find the location of Azkaban on it.

"Do you know where Azkaban is?" Sirius asked.

Azkaban was enchanted and could not be marked on the map.

Ordinary wizards really can't find it; at most, they know it's on a small island in the middle of the North Sea.

But Sirius Black was a man who had spent twelve years inside and successfully escaped, so naturally he knew where it was.

"I know, it's roughly around this location," William said, pointing to a spot on the map.

"It is indeed this way, but I feel like you're going in the wrong direction."

Sirius Black rested his chin on his hand, looking puzzled.

"Azkaban is in the north, why are you heading west?"

William glanced at him and asked, "Are you sure you can tell east from west?"

"Hey, I'm not directionally challenged, of course I can tell the difference," Sirius said, dissatisfied.

William and Hermione rolled their eyes at the same time.

If you're not directionally challenged, could you swim all the way to France?

If it's any more remote, it'll be right on the Italian border.

William began to teach Hermione how to sail the ship.

Cold dog food was slapped haphazardly on my face.

Sirius watched for a while, then felt uncomfortable all over and had to leave.

He inexplicably thought of James and Lily.

Sigh... Happy being single!

Sirius could only console himself with this thought.

……

Azkaban

The Dementors, acting as jailers, opened each door one by one and then swam inside.

Soon, heart-wrenching screams echoed from inside the room.

This scene happens every day because it's mealtime again.

However, it wasn't the prisoners eating, but the Dementors.

As a civil servant with a formal position, it is naturally my responsibility to guard prisoners for the Ministry of Magic.

But the corresponding reward... the Ministry of Magic tacitly allows them to obtain "rations" from prisoners.

Besides the happy emotions in the wizards' memories, there are also the souls of wizards who are about to die.

However, with a limited number of prisoners, the number of Dementors is also limited to a certain extent.

After devouring the contents of a cell, the Dementor leader swam out and patted its belly.

I'm still hungry!

It had been able to tolerate it before, but after witnessing the prosperity outside... how could it possibly endure this hunger?

Speaking of that prosperity, it's been almost two years since then, but I still find it unforgettable.

Speaking of which, we should also thank Sirius Black.

After his escape, but with the Ministry of Magic short-staffed, Minister Fudge ordered the Dementors to be hunted down across the country.

First, a Dementor went missing in France, and then hundreds of Dementors were lost at Hogwarts.

What seemed like a hopeless situation turned out to be unexpectedly followed by the arrival of spring.

With a shortage of Dementors, Minister Fudge allowed them to breed freely.

As an innate instinct, Dementors harass Muggles everywhere, absorbing pleasure wherever it may be found.

The peak number of Dementors not only exceeded the original number, but also doubled.

This year has been tough; I haven't had a proper meal in ages.

Dementors shrink in size and slowly 'wither' when they are deprived of pleasure and souls.

Many Dementors who couldn't get food began to die out, and the population once again returned to its original level.

Eating is an innate instinct, and it's difficult to go from luxury to frugality.

The Dementors had long been dissatisfied with the Ministry of Magic and Fudge.

Damn it!

We can't rebel yet... Although Dementors aren't particularly intelligent, they still know they're no match for wizards.

The good news is that the Dark Lord is said to have been resurrected, and the Death Eaters are secretly contacting him.

The offer was very generous; if they agreed to the rebellion, they would be allowed to absorb Muggles.

The Dementor leader didn't immediately agree. What if the Dark Lord hadn't been resurrected, and this was just a false rumor?

We need to offer at least thirty... no! Fifty Muggle souls first.

The Death Eaters would definitely not agree to this; the Ministry of Magic would absolutely notice if fifty Muggles disappeared at once.

The two sides reached a stalemate.

With that thought in mind, the Dementor leader swam toward a cell.

I'm still not full, let's have another meal.

Bella screamed in her cell and shrank back in fear.

Having been absorbed for thirteen years, she had long since lost many good memories, and was only struggling to stay afloat by the belief that "the Dark Lord will come to save her."

The Dementor hissed with excitement.

This wizard was one that the Death Eaters specifically requested to protect, but that didn't stop it from visiting.

As long as you don't kill her, it's fine.

"Go ahead and scream, even if you scream your lungs out, no wizard will come to save you!"

Bella's husband squatted in the opposite cell, staring blankly at the scene, saying nothing.

What about the former offender?

As long as you don't inhale it, it's fine.

A small Dementor swam in. It hissed and communicated in its unique way, saying:

"Chief, a ship has been spotted near Azkaban."

"Is it a Muggle ship?"

"It seems to be a wizard..."

"Never mind that, since we're in Azkaban, tell the brothers we're having an extra meal tonight!"