At this moment, Malfoy had already actively grasped the dementor's disgusting, sensual palm, which just made people get goosebumps and nausea. ．』．
Then a thin, blinding tongue of fire shot from Dumbledore's wand, and wrapped itself around their clasped hands like a red hot wire.
"Then, in exchange, after I successfully fulfill the first rule, can you and your people follow my orders and obey them completely when I need them?"
"I...will." Its voice obviously couldn't hear any emotion, but Dumbledore who was on the side keenly felt a trace of expectation.
The dementor was trying to speed up his speech, and it hoped to reach this agreement faster than Malfoy.
Food for dementors
Dumbledore's blue-eyed Alfo, he will never let this group of dementors harm Muggles or ordinary wizards, if they are not restrained, it will be another disaster.
Malfoy sensed the look and winked at Dumbledore.
"Please trust me." Malfoy fully guessed Dumbledore's doubts and worries, but his worries were unnecessary.
In this oath, there will be no victimized party.
Except for the Death Eaters who will face the army of dementors in the future.
A second tongue of flame burst from the wand, and intertwined with the first to form a thin, glowing red chain.
"The last one, I wish us a happy cooperation." Malfoy said expressionlessly.
He tried his best and used Occlumency to the extreme, trying to prevent the dementors from getting nourishment from him. Only in this way can he give himself the strength to continue fulfilling this oath.
"I do." The dementor said.
Suddenly the last tongue of flame spewed out of Dumbledore's wand, intertwined with the first two, tightly wound around their clasped hands, like a rope, like a fire-breathing snake.
"The oath has been fulfilled," Dumbledore said.
"Go away, take your clansmen and go where you should go." Malfoy's face was pale, his calves were shaking uncontrollably, even though Occlumency tried his best to cover up his emotions, he and the camera The contact of the ghost is too deep.
The joy of being sucked away was inevitable, and it made him feel a little drained.
In this way, Dumbledore's creature that should only be the leader of the dementors floated away from the window. If it was normal, he would not let this creature dangle in front of his eyes, let alone complete the witness oath.
"I'll give you a reasonable explanation." Malfoy took out a piece of chocolate from his pocket and bit it hard, to relieve the uncomfortable feeling just now because of the dementor.
"But now your destination should be Azkaban, because soon the dementors will go on collective strike. With the little Auror guards, they can't guard against some wizards who want to escape from prison."
"For one Black, there's a second, and a third, isn't there?"
"I will give you a satisfactory explanation." Malfoy repeated what he said before: "If you are not satisfied with my way after you finish solving the trivial matters in Azkaban, you can also help me Break the contract."
"After all, you didn't make a vow with those dementors, did you?"
Dumbledore gave Malfoy a deep look, without speaking, his body gradually became transparent, and finally disappeared into the void.
He chooses to believe that now he has to rush to Azkaban.
It didn't take him too much time to suppress the riot in Azkaban. Most of the wizards inside had lost their combat power and were in a daze all day long. The few wizards who were still awake were defenseless against him. Power.
He only cast a spell, which dispelled all the prisoners who wanted to take this opportunity to escape from prison.
After Dumbledore settled the matter in Azkaban, he hurried to the agreed place. The student told him that he could understand everything as long as he saw it with his own eyes.
So, what did he see
When he used a spell to open the rusty iron door that had not been used for a long time, what did he do
Hundreds of dementors crowded into this small room, the cloak pressed against the cloak, and the black cloth wrapped around the body was twisted back and forth, making the whole room a mess. environment, they can also gather together.
But there was a gap in the middle of the room, and Dumbledore used his amazing vision to see the gap.
There was a person sitting there, who should be an ordinary Muggle, and Dumbledore didn't feel any magical power on him.
Dumbledore's first reaction was to summon his Patronus, destroy the group of dementors, rescue the Muggle, and then question his students: "Is this what you call food?"
But just as he raised his wand to cast a spell, he suddenly stopped.
He was laughing personally.
laugh
In his long career as a wizard, he has seen countless wizards and Muggles after their happiness and courage were sucked away by dementors. There were crying, remorse, fear, and despair.
But he was the only one who could laugh at a dementor without a Patronus.
No, that's not just laughing.
That is intoxication.
It made him feel extremely unnatural, and with hundreds of dementors all around him, it wasn't that long ago, if he remembered correctly, that Malfoy's promise was "high quality and endless" food.
How can a person feed these evil creatures
Dumbledore gradually approached, but found that the dementors abandoned him like a shoe. These creatures have no eyes. They rely on their unique talents to find food, and use their sense of smell to absorb people's happiness. But now he turned a blind eye to him, and an absurd guess emerged from his mind.
To prove it, he took faster steps, and the robe on his body couldn't help shaking and rustling.
"Legiliency!" His eyes were sharp and compelling, and he looked closely at the Muggle in front of him.
A piece of chaos, but full of bizarre colors and intertwined scenes.
"I say, let there be light."
And so a ray of light was born out of the chaos.
"I want to separate the light from the dark."
Then light and darkness were separated.
"Light is day, darkness is night. There is night and there is morning. This is the first day."
Time is thus defined.
... ... ... ...
An indescribable strange feeling surged into his heart, and his intuition told him that he could no longer continue to probe this person's memory, otherwise something irreversible would happen.
Even let him be doomed!
He immediately stopped casting the spell, exited the man's mind, and chose to wait.
The absurd conjecture has been verified, but the deeper reasons cannot be explored.
Just when Dumbledore was about to fall into deep thought, the man suddenly fell straight down, lay on the floor, and lost his consciousness.
Dumbledore did not summon his patron saint. In the eyes of the dementors, he should be no different from the usual food now. After losing a food, hunting for new ones should be nothing more than normal.
However, the expected attack did not come, and the dementors stood motionless in place, as if they had been cast with a holding spell.
There was endless silence after that.
Until the previous meeting between Malfoy and him.
"Don't worry about those prisoners, now we have to have a good talk, unfortunately, even though I saw it with my own eyes, I didn't understand everything." Dumbledore said seriously, no longer returning to his usual kind appearance.
"I need your own explanation." Dumbledore's blue eyes were sharp and menacing, staring closely at Malfoy.
"You must have guessed something, it's just that there is a little missing to connect the clues, right?"
Dumbledore nodded slightly.
"Actually, this is just an illegal act in Muggle society." Malfoy shrugged and said lightly.
"I don't understand." Dumbledore still shook his head.
"To put it simply, he ate something special. For example, the effect of the Felicia Elixir is magnified countless times, which can make people feel endless joy, but it has no effect on changing the luck of the user."
"In Muggle society, it's called a drug."
"Drugs?" Dumbledore repeated the word earnestly, chewing on the meaning, and his blue eyes flashed with a look that symbolized thinking.
"Well, this may be something more cruel than the most evil black magic." Malfoy nodded while talking, and with a wave of his wand, he pushed open the iron door that had been closed long ago.
"Why are these dementors indifferent to us? Professor?" Then the two stepped into the room again. After standing still, Malfoy raised his wand and pointed at the group of dumbfounded dementors, throwing it at Dumbledore. This question came up.
Dumbledore took a breath slowly, and then let it out heavily. His gaze became deeper and deeper. After a moment of silence, he tentatively asked, "Because they are full?"
"Conversations with smart people are always so pleasant." Malfoy clapped his hands, acknowledging Dumbledore's conjecture.
The wand in his hand suddenly clenched tightly, and a bone-piercing chill couldn't stop gushing from Dumbledore's heart. He devoted his whole life to the fight against black magic. Spicy and cruel Cruciatus, soul-stirring out-of-body, Avada Kedavra who symbolizes the death scythe, he never had any fear.
But in just a few minutes today, everything he saw, the medicine produced by Muggles was enough to make him feel cold all over.
There are many ways to solve a problem. For example, in the face of dementors, there are wizards who understand the Patronus Charm. The powerful high emotions and the power brought by magic can make them stay away. But in Dumbledore’s memory, there are also people who have found another way. Another way, some wizards tried to release the happiness spell on themselves, and then hoped that this would counteract the encroachment of their emotions by the dementors.
Of course, the facts proved that his experiment failed. If the wizard nearby hadn't hurriedly used the Patronus Charm when he saw the situation was not good, perhaps that unlucky guy would have become a walking dead now.
The experiment even made it into the Daily Prophet, and it was a wake-up call for other wizards.
This similar method has already been thought of by someone, and it has been proven to be ineffective, but it was abruptly broken today, and it was still a Muggle method, how could it not shock him.
"This is not a good thing." Dumbledore's voice was a little dry, his brows were still furrowed, as if he was thinking.
"As I said just now, this behavior is considered a crime in Muggle society."
"So is there a way to quit?" He asked, how can such an easy way to get pleasure keep people from being addicted to it? He asked himself if he could have gotten the Resurrection Stone, he wouldn't have done better.
He suddenly became a little distracted, and thought of his poor sister—Arianna.
"It's a respectable compassion." Malfoy sighed inwardly, and then said in a somewhat intriguing tone: "A person can live in darkness forever, provided that he has never seen the sun."
Dumbledore was silent, and he fell into thinking. The wizard's way of thinking made him quickly and easily come up with a solution to this problem. Just when he was about to speak, Malfoy continued: "But we are Wizards, we have magical powers and magic beyond ordinary people, and we can do things that Muggles can't do, making him forget his memory, such as the Forgetting Curse."
Dumbledore just wanted to nod in agreement, but was changed by a sentence.
"Is that true?" Malfoy said playfully, looking at the man who fell to the ground because he was too "high".
"Now is a good opportunity to experiment. If you can get him to quit, then I will give up this method and satisfy your needless compassion, how about it?" Malfoy said. Even though he agreed in his heart, Malfoy still mocked his sympathy in his words.
"By the way, students outside the school can't use magic. Besides, I sneaked out today. I don't want to be deducted points from you, the principal. Besides, your magic is much better than mine. I think it would be best if you do this experiment." But." Then he stretched out his hand and made a gesture of invitation.
Dumbledore didn't hesitate, and when he waved his hand, two rays of light shot out from the tip of his wand.
"Quick recovery!"
"Forget everything!"
The skinny man was knocked down again the moment he woke up, lying on the cold floor again.
"Let's go, we can wait for his drug addiction to reoccur, maybe this will overturn your understanding of Muggles." Malfoy said with confidence.
The two quickly left the room.
After a while, the man woke up.
He looked around in a little confusion, as if wondering why he was in this place, the room was empty and there was nothing.
The dementor has been temporarily driven elsewhere, and his previous paraphernalia such as needles and medicines have also been received elsewhere.
A sense of emptiness suddenly hit his heart, he didn't know what he should do and what he could do now, he began to pace back and forth in the house anxiously, his body was sweating profusely, and the bright silvery white moonlight was shining through The windows poured down on the floor, but the relaxing view couldn't calm his mind.
He was inexplicably anxious, his lips were dry, and he slammed on the locked door, but it was useless. (To be continued.) Big Wild Goose Pagoda shooting ** photo of beauties naked and full scale indecent photos exposed! ! Follow the WeChat public account: meinvmo1 (press and hold for three seconds to copy) to watch online!