On the gloomy island of Azkaban, strange rocks jutted out, and dark clouds pressed down.
A chilling wind blew here all year round, and not a ray of sun could be seen.
Apart from some withered, blackened branches reaching towards the sky like dead men's hands, there was no trace of green on the island. Life seemed to have vanished from this island, leaving only dead silence.
But on such an island, a young wizard with a delicate face walked enthusiastically among the jagged rocks.
As he walked, he let out cheerful laughter and calls.
"Uncle Dementors, I'm so happy and excited to see you, come over quickly!"
This young wizard was, of course, Charle.
This was his second hour since arriving at Azkaban.
In the past hour, the happy aura emanating from him had attracted over a dozen Dementors.
After all, in a place like Azkaban, not only were the prisoners miserable, but the Dementors were also incredibly wretched.
They could only survive by sucking the happiness from these prisoners all day long.
But the prisoners were on the verge of mental breakdown in Azkaban, what happiness could there be to speak of?
What the Dementors could eat were naturally just "leftovers".
If the Ministry of Magic hadn't tacitly allowed Dementors to "kiss" some prisoners without identity or background, directly devouring their souls to fill their stomachs, the Dementors would probably have rioted long ago due to starvation.
In this situation, a young, vibrant, energetic, and very happy young wizard like Charle was simply an irresistible delicacy for the Dementors.
Those dozen or so Dementors were hooked by Charle without the slightest hesitation.
As for their fate, there was naturally no need to say more. They all contributed to the increasingly golden and brilliant holy magic of the Only I Am The Honored God Spell and the Holy Kingdom Spell, and also increased Charle's deduction points by over a hundred thousand.
However, a considerable amount of time had passed since the last successful fishing trip, and Charle hadn't encountered any wandering Dementors since, as if they were all avoiding the direction Charle was in.
This made Charle frown.
"Could it be that my fishing method has been discovered?"
"Oh right, that's quite normal. After all, Dementors are also intelligent creatures, they can understand wizard commands, and they can do the job of a prison guard. They even served as an interrogation panel in court in the seventh year of the original story."
"The dozen or so Dementors I've caught are not a small number in Azkaban. It's not strange for them to react."
Meanwhile, in the fortress in the center of Azkaban Island, Dementors gathered from all directions of the island, numbering as many as fifty or sixty.
But at this moment, the Dementors, who had always instilled fear in wizards, were surprisingly emitting an aura of fear for the first time.
Several Dementors made rattling sounds under their cloaks, seemingly describing the scene they had witnessed.
They had seen with their own eyes a young wizard walking through Azkaban Island, calling out to the Dementors.
But when the Dementors approached, they would be swept up by a terrifying existence and then devoured completely!
If they hadn't been slow and hadn't gone over so quickly, they would probably be one of the devoured Dementors by now.
As they described, an atmosphere of panic spread among the Dementors.
It wasn't until an exceptionally tall Dementor, nearly five meters high, appeared that the other Dementors calmed down.
This Dementor, nearly twice the height of a regular Dementor, was the leader of the Azkaban Dementors.
Negotiations with the Ministry of Magic and assigning tasks were always done by this leader.
After hearing the descriptions of the few Dementors, a rattling sound came from under the Dementor leader's cloak.
It seemed to remain calm and composed.
Its long experience dealing with wizards told it that wizards had no effective means to kill Dementors.
Even the Patronus Charm was merely for driving Dementors away.
The thing that the few Dementors described as being able to devour them, in the Dementor leader's opinion, might be some kind of special magic.
The devoured Dementors were not actually annihilated, but were transferred elsewhere.
After all, even the Ministry of Magic's Aurors had no means to eliminate them, only to cooperate with them. What could a young wizard do to them?
"Don't panic, I will take action."
This was the meaning the Dementor leader conveyed to its subordinates.
The Dementors also calmed down and gathered around the leader.
In this area, the gathering of a large number of Dementors immediately caused a thick gray mist.
Within the gray mist, there was nothing but despair and coldness.
This was an anomaly that only occurred when Dementors appeared in large numbers. In such a gray mist, the threshold for wizards to summon their Patronus would be further raised, and the coldness and despair they felt would become even more intense.
Even if a wizard successfully summoned a Patronus, an ordinary single Patronus would not be able to contend with such a thick gray mist and would eventually dissipate completely.
Even the elite Aurors of the Ministry of Magic, if surrounded by so many Dementors, would have almost no chance of escaping.
This made the Dementor leader even more composed.
"No matter what method that young wizard you mentioned is using, since he came to Azkaban without instructions, according to our agreement with the Ministry of Magic, we have the right to enjoy his soul..."
"A fresh soul, and a young wizard's at that, how long has it been since we've tasted one..."
Just as the Dementors were drooling at their leader's words, suddenly, a platinum-white light appeared in the distance.
The light shone from afar, and with just a sliver of it reaching them, the large amount of gray mist condensed by the Dementors began to hiss, like concentrated sulfuric acid poured into water, and started to boil violently.
An unlucky Dementor was struck by the golden light, and in an instant, half of its body was annihilated!
This sudden scene stunned the Dementors, and they all looked in that direction.
Amidst the dazzling platinum-white light, a tall, indescribable figure stood on Azkaban Island.
Most of its body was obscured by the platinum-white light, but just the parts that were revealed possessed a soul-stirring deterrent force.
Wriggling platinum-white tentacles, amorphous, squirming flesh, a human face in the center of the flesh, and an extending dragon-like body...
On an appearance that resembled an evil god, there was a dense layer of sacred magic, looking both contradictory and strangely harmonious!
And beneath this figure, Charle looked at the gray mist at the central fortress of Azkaban Island, and the large number of Dementors faintly visible within the gray mist, feeling his saliva constantly secreting.
"No wonder no fish have taken the bait for so long. Turns out I was chumming in the wrong place."
"This is great, truly great. You are all so considerate, gathering together like this. It saves me the trouble of even fishing!"
The next moment, the Holy Kingdom Spell unfolded, transforming into transparent flames wrapped around the indescribable figure.
That indescribable figure, its ancient dragon body extending platinum-white wings from within the flesh, roared and flew, approaching the central fortress.
Before it even got close, the magic on the periphery of the Holy Kingdom Spell was already scorching the Dementors, causing black smoke to billow!
Fear, the fear of encountering a natural predator, caused a chorus of cackling sounds.
One by one, the Dementors uneasily gathered around the Dementor leader.
"Leader, didn't you say you would act?"
"Hurry and act!"
"Repel this enemy!"
The Dementor leader looked at the nearly twenty-meter-tall platinum-white indescribable existence and also let out a rapid cackling sound.
"Me act?"
"Against this thing?"
"If you have an opinion of me and want to change leaders, you can just say so. There's no need to be so ruthless!"
The other Dementors let out another round of cackling.
"Leader, you can't deal with this thing either?"
"Then what do we do?"
After a moment of contemplation, the Dementor leader decisively said.
"Call for help, call the Ministry of Magic for help!"
"Didn't they leave us a magic spell for calling for help? Quickly tell them, tell them to come and save the Dementors!"
The next moment, the Dementors seemed to awaken from a dream and quickly retreated into the fortress where the prisoners were held, activating the signal magic left by the Ministry of Magic for Azkaban.
The Dementor leader, who was also the only high-level talent among them who could speak English, stammered in English towards the signal magic.
"Azkaban under attack, prison guards suffered heavy casualties, requesting reinforcement, requesting reinforcement!"
"Dementors have always maintained close ties with the wizarding world. We are also a part of the wizarding world. We have contributed to Azkaban, we have shed blood for Azkaban, we cannot be forgotten!"
"Help, come quickly and help!"
Along with these shouts, a magic mark immediately whistled out from the central fortress, carrying this information and flying towards the Ministry of Magic.
However, just as the Dementors placed all their hope on this magic mark, expecting the Ministry of Magic to receive the mark and come to their aid as soon as possible, a sneer appeared at the corner of Charle's mouth.
"A magic mark used to transmit messages?"
"Sorry, in this wizarding world, no one understands marking magic better than me!"
The next moment, with a wave of Charle's Mithril Wand, that magic mark, known for its speed and stability, scattered into a shower of fireworks before it even flew out of the sky above Azkaban.
Seeing this scene, the Dementors were on the verge of despair.
Charle, on the other hand, was lifted onto the body of the platinum-white indescribable figure, arriving in front of the central fortress and looking down at the trembling Dementors.
"Scream, keep screaming, see if anyone else will come to save you."
"This little game of make-believe, shouldn't it be over now?"
Charle licked his lips.
"Be good. You should feel fortunate to have the opportunity to become a part of my spell."
At this moment, the Dementor leader looked at the almost unwatchable platinum-white existence and took out a piece of parchment from its embrace.
"I never thought I would have to use this one day."
Charle raised an eyebrow, secretly raising his guard.
Even like this, does it mean the Dementors still have a trump card?
What is that parchment? Some kind of magic left by the Dementor race?
Considering how deep the waters run in the wizarding world, it doesn't seem impossible that Dementors, these peculiar dark creatures, possess some ancient, inherited magic.
Charle became even more vigilant. He didn't want to be inexplicably turned around from a position of absolute advantage, like Voldemort in the original story.
And in the next moment, the Dementor leader loudly read out the contents of the parchment.
"According to the act promulgated by the Wizarding World's Association for the Protection of Humanoid Magical Creatures, the Dementor species is a rare magical creature and should be protected."
"However, considering the simple sentiments of the vast number of wizards in the wizarding world, this act will not be made public, but the Dementor species may display and declare their status as protected animals when under fatal threat..."
Then, the Dementor leader spoke righteously to Charle.
"You heard that, right? We Dementors are protected animals!"
"If you kill all of us today, you will be breaking the law. Azkaban is not above the law!"
"Furthermore, we Dementors have always been a peace-loving race, never killing anyone, silently guarding Azkaban and imprisoning evil here, so that so many wizards don't have to worry about the threat of dark wizards."
"We have made great contributions to peace, we have silently dedicated ourselves to the wizarding world, you cannot kill us!"
At this moment, the other Dementors were first stunned, then nodded repeatedly, expressing their complete agreement with their status as protected animals.
Many other Dementors were gesticulating there, indicating how willing they were to dedicate themselves, living in this remote and desolate place, willing to be the guards of Azkaban, guarding Azkaban under such difficult conditions.
They were simply messengers of peace, model workers of the wizarding world, and killing Dementors was inhumane!
Charle was completely stunned by this act put on by the Dementors, then couldn't help but grin.
The unspeakable demon god summoned by the Only I Am The Honored God Spell grabbed the Dementor leader and the strongest Dementors and stuffed them into its mouth, chewing them down with crunching sounds.
Visibly, the white-gold light on its body became a few shades richer and more brilliant.
A deep blue prompt also sounded in Charle's mind, adding hundreds of thousands of deduction points.
At this point, Charle looked at the remaining Dementors and said faintly.
"From now on, you don't need to know any wizarding world laws, you don't need to know any Ministry of Magic."
"Azkaban is no longer a prison for holding inmates, but..."
Charle waved his wand, and the sign "Azkaban Prison" hanging on the central fortress changed into another line of text—
[Azkaban Dementor Breeding Base]!
Charle looked at the Dementors, revealing a kind smile.
"Of course, Azkaban is your home after all, the place you rely on for survival, so you certainly have the right to express your opinions."
"So, regarding the issue of Dementor breeding in Azkaban, are there any Dementors present who object?"
After a moment, the Dementors exchanged glances.
A Dementor's cloak moved, and immediately, it was pressed down by the Dementor next to it and beaten soundly.
Then, everything was silent.
Charle nodded in satisfaction.
"No Dementors object, so it's a unanimous vote."
"The matter of you becoming breeding subjects is settled!"
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