Hogwarts: What are the four great masters doing?

She came closer with a smile, apologizing, but with a smug look in her eyes.

She obviously thought that Ryan's frozen movement just now was because he was frightened by the Dementors.

"Dementors are dangerous, powerful creatures, and fiercely loyal—all outsiders who come to this island will be attacked... so you must stay close to me to ensure your safety."

"Oh, especially please keep an eye on your cat...it would be so pitiful if it got lost and had its soul sucked away by the Dementors."

She looked at Friday with malice, which was obviously because of the offense Friday had just given her.

but...

"In fact, there is currently no evidence to prove that Dementors attack animals - they are only interested in humans. You seem to have no common sense in this regard, which makes me doubt your ability to do your job."

She heard Ryan's calm voice.

"Varied..."

Then Umbridge's eyes widened in disbelief.

She seemed about to say something, but didn't get the chance.

Because Ryan's words continued.

"You may not believe this, but I'm usually quite easy to talk to—but perhaps it's because of the Dementors, or perhaps it's because of the way you dress and your undisguised malice... I'm a little fed up with it."

"I even began to understand what one of my elders once told me - that talking to stupid and despicable people is a great torture."

He whispered, "And you tortured me."

"you you..."

Umbridge was practically shaking with rage.

She seemed about to draw her wand, but the next moment she met Ryan's pale blue eyes.

She seemed to see endless stars and vast rage.

"Now, shut your mouth and... fall down!"

"boom!"

Chapter 126: The Nature of Dementors! Incredible Speculation! (4.9K)

Looking at Umbridge who fell face first to the ground.

Dumbledore said seriously: "Lion, Ms. Umbridge is the Senior Undersecretary of the Ministry of Magic. If you do this, we will be in trouble... I think we may need to reconsider the limited edition desserts I promised you before..."

"Oh, come on, Headmaster Dumbledore."

But Ryan just glanced at the old wizard: "Any fool can see that she is here to spy on us - don't tell me you didn't intend to do this."

Hearing this, Dumbledore raised his eyebrows with interest: "Why do you say that?"

"Because Mr. Cornelius Fudge is obviously not on our side."

Ryan said calmly.

"His outfit—multicolored and sequined—is paired with old-fashioned colors, vintage perfume, and a pocket watch that's out of time...pretending to be fashionable, but at its core, still old-fashioned and traditional."

This was something Ryan was certain of the moment he saw Fudge - the way Ravenclaw taught him to judge people was very accurate.

"And his excessive enthusiasm for me... His desire to expand his influence - it's obvious, isn't it?"

He said this, then looked at Umbridge on the ground.

"He doesn't trust you. He's afraid you'll take away his power, but he doesn't dare to break off relations with you...so he can only send people like Madam Umbridge to monitor you. And judging by the situation this year, he should be cooperating with the pure-blood families as well?"

He looked at Dumbledore and made the final judgment: "You don't want the conversation with Sirius today to reach his ears... Even if I don't do it, you should erase her memory afterwards?"

After learning about Dumbledore's Legilimency on pure-blood families, Ryan understood.

The principal is a guardian of the rules, but he will not hesitate to use some small tricks as long as they do not break the rules openly.

Dumbledore did not deny this.

"Connelly does get a little paranoid sometimes."

He nodded.

"Mr. Headmaster, in my opinion, Minister Fudge is a mediocre man."

Ryan looked at Dumbledore: "You may not want to be the Minister of Magic, but why do you allow such a person to take on this responsibility?"

This is also what Ryan doesn't understand.

He was sure that with Dumbledore's prestige, it would be easy for him to become Minister of Magic.

Of course, Dumbledore was extremely restrained in the use of power and strength - something Ryan was no stranger to.

But even so, Ryan believed that Dumbledore could at least nominate any suitable and talented person to serve as Minister of Magic.

"Oh, Ryan—I'm just the dean of a college. I don't... and shouldn't have that kind of power."

Dumbledore did not deny Ryan's judgment, but simply explained it this way.

"As for Connelly... the situation was very complicated - Ms. Millicent Bagnall's departure was very abrupt."

Ryan, of course, knew who Millicent Bagnold was.

She was the former Minister of Magic, who led the wizards in actively fighting against Voldemort. From the reports Ryan had seen, she was a qualified Minister of Magic.

However, her handling of the 1990 Quidditch World Cup riots sparked huge controversy, with many believing her bias caused Scotland to miss the championship.

This excellent Minister of Magic resigned because of such an incident - this is enough to show the fighting power of British Quidditch fans.

And then...

"She didn't retain any qualified candidates. The most prestigious one was Barty... Barty Crouch. You've heard of him."

Dumbledore said softly.

"But his son, Barty Crouch Jr., is a Death Eater, which completely ruins his chances."

"Connelly used this to rise to power, and I must tell you, Ryan—even though Connelly didn't have enough talent at the time, he did have a heart that wanted to make the wizarding world a better place."

Dumbledore said regretfully, "It's a pity that power is so intoxicating that it changes a person's heart."

"I'm afraid Connelly has become completely obsessed with it."

He seemed deeply touched.

So Ryan didn't say anything else.

And now...

"Buzz!"

After Umbridge fell, the Dementors hanging in the sky obviously began to stir.

Their tattered cloaks fluttered continuously, and a cold magic continued to spread.

Then Dumbledore looked up.

His blue eyes turned silver at this moment, and the power of the Patronus surrounded him - it was the most effective spell to repel Dementors.

But at this time...

"Wait, Principal."

Ryan stopped him gently: "Let me do it - I have to confirm one thing."

He said so.

Then, to Dumbledore's surprised expression, Ryan's body floated up.

He flew towards the Dementors - which would have been considered a suicidal act by most wizards.

"Woo..."

The Dementors made a cold sound like the wind blowing through a chasm.

As expected, they moved towards Ryan.

The magic of cold was almost enough to freeze any living creature to death - but it was obvious that Ryan felt nothing about it.

He just closed his eyes and felt it quietly.

His emotions were being sucked away, his soul began to feel heavy, and the pain and dark memories began to magnify.

"really..."

So Ryan confirmed his guess.

He glanced at the Dementors around him, at these dark creatures that terrified him.

"How sad, yet so mysterious."

He sighed, "After reaching the extreme of despair, the soul actually takes on this attitude?"

He had seen through the nature of the Dementors.

then...

"Buzz!"

The glow of the guardian tree began to flow around Ryan.

The powerful magic that expelled all darkness and curses made the Dementors that were originally greedily devouring Ryan's emotions flee in terror at this moment - their reaction was extremely fast, as if it was the body's instinct!

but...

"Star Soul Incarnation!"

Ryan activated his magic power, and then a soul arm surrounded by magic power stretched out from his body.

He grabbed the Dementor that was closest to him before it could escape far away.

"I'm sorry... I need your help, and this might be good for you too."

Ryan said casually.

"I suppose you can change size at will... The soul itself is not bound by the concept of size."

As he spoke, the huge soul arm easily crushed the Dementor.

But after a moment, it turned into a small black cloth ball.