bioinnovel Chapter 71 Dementor Breeding! Is this little wizard too crazy?!
Chapter 71 Dementor Breeding! Is this little wizard too crazy?!
Chapter 71 Dementor Breeding! Is this little wizard too crazy?! (Two-in-one)
At that moment, while Charles was still in his room worrying about where to find so many dark creatures, there was a knock on the door.
The person knocking on the door was none other than the newly appointed Minister of Magic, Fudge.
Charles was surprised to see Fudge.
Hogwarts is about to start its term, which should be the busiest time for the Ministry of Magic.
After all, there will be a lot of wizard leaks during this period, and a lot of manpower will be needed to cast Confusion and Oblivion spells.
Platform 9¾ also requires manpower to maintain its operation in order to prevent leaks along the Hogwarts Express route.
Why did Fudge come all the way here during this busiest time of his life?
Fudge had already explained his purpose when Ciel was surprised.
"We're still worried that you might be traumatized by the dark wizarding world, which could affect your upcoming life at Hogwarts. So, a few days before Hogwarts starts, I'm planning to take you on a tour of the wizarding world's prison where bad guys are kept."
"In that case, I believe you will no longer worry about many dark wizards causing trouble in the wizarding world, and you can enjoy your Hogwarts life with peace of mind."
"I think you've heard of this prison before. That's right, it's Azkaban."
When Fudge mentioned Azkaban, it was as if a thunderbolt struck Charles's mind, a moment of profound enlightenment.
His spirits, which had been low because he couldn't find a suitable dark creature, were suddenly lifted.
"Oh yes, Azkaban, how could I have forgotten about this place!"
"There are Dementors here!"
Dementors are infamous dark creatures that feed on human hope and pleasure.
It can even suck out human souls, turning humans into walking corpses.
In the minds of almost all wizards, Dementors are among the dirtiest, most disgusting, and most terrifying dark creatures.
But in Shire’s opinion, the characteristics of Dementors are quite rare.
First, although there is very little research on Dementors’ reproduction, it is certain that they do not have a normal reproductive process.
Even if there is only one Dementor, as long as it absorbs enough hope and happiness, a group of Dementors will soon appear.
In the original story, the number of Dementors was not very large.
In the third year, in order to capture Sirius Black, a large number of Dementors from Azkaban were transferred to Hogwarts, but the number was at most a few dozen.
But when Voldemort gained power, the Dementors could move freely and absorb hope and happiness everywhere. Their numbers immediately increased exponentially, with dozens or even hundreds appearing at a time. The despair and coldness they brought would even condense into gray mist!
This ability to reproduce rapidly is exactly what Charles needs.
With just one Dementor, the Char could breed hundreds or even thousands of Dementors to nourish the Sovereign God Spell and the Holy Kingdom Spell!
Furthermore, compared to vampires and werewolves, Dementors are undoubtedly much more evil.
Although vampires and werewolves are discriminated against and belong to the dark creatures, not all of them harbor malice.
Vampires can become rock singers, werewolves can become Hogwarts professors, and they might even use the Patronus Charm out of good intentions.
But Dementors are pure evil, standing purely in opposition to human happiness and hope, and yearning to extract human souls.
This is an inherently evil creature, and even Hagrid, who has a fondness for dangerous animals, despises it.
If such evil dark creatures can be destroyed by the Holy Kingdom Curse and the Sovereign God Curse, it will greatly benefit the divine magic within them.
Fudge's mention of Azkaban further stirred Charles's heart.
As a prison for the magical world, it is a secluded island that is rarely visited by anyone from the Ministry of Magic, and everything is managed by Dementors.
This place cannot even be marked on a map; only a small number of high-ranking officials from the Ministry of Magic are allowed to enter and visit it.
Isn't this a perfect breeding ground for Dementors?!
If Dementors could be raised here, the Char would have a continuous supply of nutrients, and the Holy Spell would be elevated to an unimaginably terrifying level!
Even if Dementors can produce any magical materials, Sharl can still obtain a large number of deduction points here.
Thinking of this, Charles could no longer contain his excitement.
He looked at Fudge and said impatiently.
"Azkaban?"
"Minister, please take me there quickly. I can't wait to see what it's like."
Seeing Ciel's reaction, Fudge was taken aback for a moment, then a smile appeared on his lips.
This is a Muggle-born wizard, who has never seen the world and has no idea what fear is.
Ciel seems to be quite looking forward to Azkaban, a place that strikes fear into the hearts of everyone in the magical world?
Hehe, when Ciel sees the Dementors later, he'll realize just how wrong he was.
That's fine, in this way, Azkaban will leave an indelible impression on the Shire.
When I need Shire to betray Dumbledore, I just need to threaten Azkaban, and I believe that the little wizard will definitely obey my orders!
Immediately, Fudge's smile widened, and he pulled Charles along.
"Okay, then I'll take you there."
Then, Fudge Apparated and took Ciel to a North Sea coast.
Just by coming here, you can feel the pollution and heaviness in the air.
The sea breeze blowing in my face was so gloomy, and the churning waves in the sea looked like monsters ready to devour anyone. In the distance, a small island shrouded in dark clouds appeared and disappeared.
Once you look at it, your good mood for the whole day seems to vanish without a trace.
That place is Azkaban, which is protected by powerful Apparition-preventing magic. Even Fudge, the Minister of Magic, can only bring people in via a special Ministry of Magic ship.
Soon, Fudge led Ciel onto a ship.
As the oars propelled them forward, they gradually approached Azkaban.
Before even reaching the shore, what came into view was a tall, thin creature wearing a black cloak and exuding an aura of cold despair.
This is the Dementor, a creature feared throughout the magical world.
When they appeared, the air on the small boat turned cold and despairing.
Fudge, with a half-smile playing on his lips, said to Ciel.
"See that? That's a Dementor."
"Isn't it incredibly scary?"
Charles lowered his head and whispered, "Yes."
Seeing Ciel's reaction, Fudge's smile widened, and he patted Ciel on the shoulder as if to comfort him.
"But don't worry too much, those sent to Azkaban are all heinous murderers, fraudsters, dark wizards, and ambitious people."
"Sherlock, I don't think a little wizard like you would associate with such a being, would you?"
"Even if it is, they must have been deceived."
"The magical world is very lenient towards young wizards. If you ever get involved in any conspiracy in the future, as long as you help the Ministry of Magic maintain fairness and justice, such punishment will not fall on your head."
Do you understand?
As Fudge spoke, the small boat drew ever closer to Azkaban, and ever closer to the Dementors.
Charles lowered his head, his body trembling even more violently, and continued to bow his head in agreement.
Fudge was very satisfied with Charles's performance.
When a young wizard first encounters a Dementor, isn't that exactly what happens? He's so scared that he trembles all over and can't utter a single word.
This time, Azkaban must have left a deep impression on the Sharl, and he will fear this place in his dreams.
Fudge, a smug look on his face, steered the small boat away from the coast of Azkaban, bringing Shire back to the Leaky Cauldron.
After giving Ciel a few pieces of chocolate, Fudge returned to the Minister of Magic's office.
Under the watchful eyes of his staff, Fudge announced the good news.
"I have successfully broken down Charles's psychological defenses."
"Next time I mention Azkaban, I think he'll do anything to get away from here, even backstab Dumbledore."
"It seems that expelling Dumbledore is practically a done deal!"
……
at the same time.
No sooner had Fudge left Ciel's sight than Ciel swallowed the chocolate Fudge had handed him, wrapper and all, and then the burning desire in his eyes could no longer be contained.
"I almost, I almost couldn't hold back."
"Dementors are excellent fuel for my two holy spells. If Fudge brings me any closer, I might really lose my temper and attack."
"However, the time-space markers have now been established in Azkaban..."
Charles licked his lips.
"The time for harvest has arrived."
The magic set up on Azkaban to prevent apparition can stop wizards from apparating, but it cannot stop fairies.
Not to mention that Charles can simultaneously use both wizard and fairy portals for apparition.
Following the time-space markers, accompanied by a loud bang, Shire directly Apparated to the Azkaban coast he had seen before.
The Dementors on the shore had not yet dispersed.
Their previous orders were to cooperate with the Minister of Magic, and to appear on the shore when the Minister of Magic's small boat appeared.
Just then, a loud explosion rang out on the shore, startling the Dementors.
They were even more stunned when they saw Shire.
Isn't that the young wizard who just approached with the Minister of Magic? Why is he here all alone?
After a moment's hesitation, the Dementors all floated toward Shire in unison.
A chilling sound emanated from the air.
The surrounding air turned icy cold, as if it would freeze people's bodies.
Along with that, all sorts of happy and hopeful memories faded from Charles's mind.
The Dementors are going to feast on all this pleasure!
They greedily inhaled the rich, vibrant joy of the Shire.
The joy of receiving prize money after winning a competition, the joy of improving skills and knowledge...
How wonderful, how vibrant! Compared to the many dark wizards in Azkaban who are already turning into walking corpses, they are far superior.
Just then, another wave of joy overflowed.
The Dementors greedily absorbed it.
Then they froze.
What is this?
A green sun, a black sea—a place filled with eeriness and madness—where Shire was gnawing on rocks and drinking seawater, yet radiating such intense joy.
Furthermore, Ciel was devouring the indescribable tentacles, the ominous and maddening aura emanating from them sending chills down the spines of even the Dementors who saw them through their memories.
But when Charles was gnawing on the tentacles, he felt unparalleled joy.
This left the Dementors completely bewildered.
They stared at Charles in horror.
What's going on with this little wizard?
Are you crazy?
How can this make you happy?
How could this little wizard do that? It's insane!
The next moment, the Dementor closest to Ciel sensed the intense joy emanating from him.
"So many Dementors! They look so delicious! I'm hungry, I want to eat them..."
The moment it sensed this emotion, the Dementor's cloak fluttered.
A terrified cry came from beneath the cloak.
It sensed something terrifying was approaching, and it turned to fly away!
Just then, platinum tentacles began to form above Xia Er.
The indescribable form summoned by the Sovereign God Spell swept up the Dementor that was trying to escape in front of Charles.
Tentacles tore at it, ancient dragons bit it, and even the face of Ciel on the indescribable form was chewing it up.
In the blink of an eye, the Dementors vanished!
The other Dementors, at this moment, seemed to awaken from a dream.
A cacophony of clucking sounds filled the air as they frantically tried to flee as far away as possible, to get as far away from this monstrous thing in front of them as possible.
But one by one, platinum tentacles precisely wrapped around their cloaks, sending them toward the mouth of that indescribable being.
Click, click...
As these Dementors were devoured, the divine power of both the Sovereign God Spell and the Holy Kingdom Spell seemed to increase further.
The divine magic of platinum shone even brighter, so dazzling that it was impossible to look directly at it.
What delighted Charles the most was the notification sound from Deep Blue that echoed in his mind.
"The host has devoured the Dementor and gained 10,000 Deduction Points."
"The host has devoured the Dementor and gained 10,000 Deduction Points."
"..."
Then Charles remembered that when he deduced the Sovereign God Spell, Deep Blue had mentioned that the core concept of the Sovereign God Spell was to worship oneself as a god.
The image summoned by this spell can be described as another Ciel.
In that case, anything consumed by the Sovereign God Curse is also equivalent to being consumed by Sharl, and will also provide deduction points.
Just like Ciel can gain deduction points by consuming things in his Animagus form!
This made Charles look at Azkaban as if he were seeing some kind of paradise overflowing with delicacies.
They can enhance holy spells and provide deduction points. To Shire, the Dementors are all handsome and cute!
Then, Ciel waved his wand, dispelling the Holy Kingdom and the Sovereign Charm, and eagerly strode into the depths of Azkaban.
Is anyone there?
Are there any cute Dementor uncles?
"I'm so happy! I'm so joyful! Is there a Dementor here? There's a very happy, helpless, and weak little wizard here!"
I promised to add an extra chapter yesterday at midnight, but I wasn't feeling well and couldn't write it. This chapter is a combination of two chapters to make up for yesterday's extra chapter. I still need 8,000 words today.
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