Harry Potter: It's just a billion points of dark magic

As we all know, Azkaban, the notorious wizard prison, consists of two parts.

They are Azkaban Prison, which is the cell where mortals are held.

There is also the small island where the Azkaban prison is located. Due to the large number of dementors wandering on it, it has become a part of the prison over time.

Now, the prisoners in the cells of the Azkaban Prison felt dumbstruck when they saw the dementors rushing outside.

Some felons stayed in Azkaban prison all year round, and they had never seen this group of dementors so anxious.

The wretched old man Leonard looked at the dementors rushing towards the door in horror, and asked the other people in the cell with some uncertainty: "The mysterious man is back again?"

As an elder, he not only experienced Voldemort's dark and turbulent era, but even Grindelwald's World War era.

Although the strength is not the top among this group of prisoners, they must have the widest knowledge.

At this moment, he looked at the dementors floating towards the outside like the tide, and felt a little chill behind him.

So many dementors came out in full force, either someone came to rob the prison, or the Dark Lord recruited them.

Combined with the fact that he hadn't seen Lester for half a day, the wretched old man Leonard had reason to suspect that the dispatch of this group of dementors was most likely caused by Lester.

"I hope Master Lai can get through this disaster safely."

. . . . . .

Just when Leicester sat down as the first disciple, Leonard prayed that Leicester would be safe and sound.

Familiar but do not know, now Leicester is not only not in danger, but a lot of fun.

Looking at the black dementors in front of him, Lester didn't panic at all.

Obviously, this group of dementors also received the order of the patriarch and knew that they were about to usher in a new master, so when they saw Leicester, they did not show any aggressiveness.

"It's time to draw a big cake for this group of dementors"

Lester's eyes flickered, and he had already thought about how to make a cake for this group of dark creatures.

Although these dark creatures all expressed their allegiance to him now, Lester knew that their allegiance came at a price.

He was not so narcissistic that he thought that he could easily subdue this group of dementors by relying on his domineering aura.

In fact, the reason why these dementors abandoned the Ministry of Magic to join themselves is very simple.

That is, the Ministry of Magic cannot give this group of dementors what they want, and only the Dark Lord, who regards human life as nothing, can give them countless souls.

Just like a business negotiation, as long as you know the final demands of the other party, then the control of this negotiation will come to you.

And Lester happened to know what the group of dementors wanted, and that was the soul!

"Fire shield!"

I saw Lester slowly raising his right hand in front of nearly a thousand dementors.

call!

Accompanied by the whistling sound of a burst of flames, a blue fiery round platform slowly appeared at Lester's feet.

This was not over yet, under the watchful eyes of nearly a thousand dementors, Lester calmly controlled the Fierce Fire Platform to rise slowly, straight into the sky.

Finally, after ascending to the point where he could overlook all the dementors present, Lester stopped ascending.

At this time, Lester was like a god aloft, looking down on the thousands of lives on the ground.

The dementors on the ground looked at Lester who was slowly flying up under the support of Fiendfire, their eyes were full of bewilderment.

"Wooooow? (Why does this human wizard fly?)"

"Woohoo! (I don't know, but that noseless wizard seemed to do the same thing back then)"

"Whooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooh

The last sound came from the only dementor who could speak human.

Seeing that the head of the family was angry, the two dementors who were still whispering immediately quieted down, staring blankly at Leicester in the sky.

"Ahem." Lester, who was high above the sky, took out the microphone he had drawn from the system lottery, and coughed twice in a low voice.

Finding that the effect was good, Lester nodded in satisfaction and started his own painting.

"I am also a brother from the dark world!"

"I know that you have been not accepted by the public because of your weird eating habits, and you have even been labeled as dark creatures"

At this time, the dementors in the audience, after hearing Lester's words, immediately became agitated, whispering to each other, as if they were discussing something.

Seeing this situation, Lester immediately knew that his beginning had attracted the attention of these dark creatures, so he was not in a hurry to say the next sentence. Instead, he let the group of dementors discuss first to accumulate emotions.

Familiar but not aware, just when Lester thought that the group of dementors were attracted by his speech, the group of dementors were stunned.

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo"

"Woooo! (I don't know!)"

"Woo, woo, woo! (No, we can't understand human language either!)"

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo (yes, but didn't that noseless wizard talk for a long time? We'll just have to listen to the main points then!)"

"Whooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo(makes sense)"

Many dementors nodded in deep satisfaction.

On the fiery platform, Lester became more excited as he spoke, and he let himself go. Capitalism, Marxism, in short, all the principles that can be quoted from ancient times to the present, he integrated into this speech.

Sometimes between speeches, Lester would sneak a peek at the audience's reaction.

After discovering that the dementors in the audience stopped talking and kept looking down at the ground, Lester smiled with satisfaction.

This group of dark creatures obviously listened to their own words, otherwise why would they have such a dignified face?

"I'm such a gifted speaker!"

After a little narcissism, Lester, who had no idea that these dementors could not understand human language, finally concluded the speech.

"So, please trust me, Lester Bader, under my leadership, you dementors will have countless souls!!!"

At this time, the dementors in the audience, who were already drowsy, finally heard the only word they knew, "soul!"

"Woooooooo!!! (Soul!!!)"

The dementors, who were still extremely calm, became restless in an instant, roaring excitedly at the top of their throats.

Lester was very satisfied upon seeing this, it seems that his speech was very successful!

Didn't you see that this group of dementors, who were still lifeless before, became extremely emotional after listening to his passionate speech?

Immediately, Lester waved his small hand and landed directly on the ground.

Under the frenzied eyes of many dementors, Lester winked proudly at Hafiz and others who were present all the time, and asked: "How is it, isn't it a good story!

"

Hafiz: "."

Looking at the expectant Leicester, Hafiz nodded mechanically.

What can he say, tell Lester who has been spitting all over the place for half an hour, these dementors can't understand human language?

Hafiz was really afraid that after Lester knew the truth, he would burn the group of dementors to death with Fiercefire, eliminating embarrassing evidence.