As far as Yunieff knows, dementors neither die of old age nor can they be destroyed on a physical level.

Even the Patronus seemed to only frighten them, or disgust them, but could not actually kill them.

Otherwise, these dementors would not be backlogged here, but would be dealt with early.

However, in his inherent knowledge, nothing is immortal, especially when energy cannot be replenished.

Otherwise, the dementors will only increase rather than decrease, and the world will end sooner or later.

Therefore, he was curious whether the dementors would "starve" to death if they were never given "food".

"No, at least there is no such record." Gadwin said, "But they will become extremely crazy because of hunger."

"Although they are not rational creatures to begin with, they can still barely communicate when they are full. But if they are overly hungry, they will ignore everything. In this regard, they are actually similar to humans. "

"According to records, when the Ministry of Magic first discovered Azkaban, of course it wasn't called Azkaban at that time, it was just an unknown island. At that time, the Dementors were extremely irritable and probably hungry. Year."

Yunieff found something suspicious: "Then why don't they go hunting elsewhere? It shouldn't be difficult for them to cross the ocean."

"You are right to think so, but generally speaking, dementors will not leave Azkaban on their own initiative. They have a deep connection with that fortress." Gadwin said, "That's why the Ministry of Magic They would be willing to use them as guards, and in fact, they haven't had a single problem in two or three hundred years."

"It's also because of this that I was caught off guard this time."

He looked over and said, "By the way, I'll tell you some bad news. I reported the information you gave me about Endrexi to the ministry, but the ministry didn't take any action."

Yunieff couldn't help but frown: "Why?"

"There are mainly two reasons." Gadwin said:

"First, they prefer to believe that something went wrong in Azkaban, which caused the current situation. The Department of Mysteries has sent several people to investigate."

"Secondly, when it comes to the surname Roll, it's more troublesome. Moreover, the Roll family is very uncooperative with the Ministry of Magic's investigation."

Yunieff narrowed his eyes: "Why don't you cooperate? Isn't it because their family has lost a child?"

"Then you have to ask them themselves." Gadwin said helplessly, "In short, they just don't cooperate, and the Rolle family has a high status in the magic world. If they don't break the law, no one can do anything to them, let alone them. This time it’s still the master of suffering.”

Yunieff couldn't help but feel a little disappointed: "There's no way at all?"

"That's not—"

Gadwin thought for a while and said, "There has been a Death Eater in their family, and they also escaped during this big prison break. If they can be caught, they will have an excuse. Okay-"

He stopped explaining and asked wordlessly: "Have you learned the Patronus Charm yet?"

"Well," said Yunieff, "learn."

However, he still paid attention to the Luo Er family and felt that if he had the opportunity, he should go and find out more about it.

However, it’s better to bring your attention back now.

With this thought in mind, he put the package in his hand on the ground and stepped forward.

He tried to touch the invisible barrier, but found nothing, but his hand involuntarily moved to the other side.

Compared with the rampant magic he practiced, this magic was obviously somewhat magical.

Gadwin waved his wand and shouted: "LightPerturbable."

Immediately afterwards, Yunieff felt something invisible being opened, as if a stone was thrown into the lake.

The group of quietly suspended dementors suddenly started to move, like a large group of black goldfish that sensed the feed and leaned down to swim down.

The leader's eye was about to come out of the invisible opening, but with a flash of silver light, Gadwin summoned his patron saint Swift.

Immediately forcing them to retreat.

"What to do?" asked Yunieffe. "They will all come out at once."

"Yeah," Gadwin nodded and said with a smile, "So you have to plug that opening with something."

Yunieff had a vague feeling about it.

as predicted--

"Put your head in, it's just as big as your head." Gadwin said with a smile, "If things go wrong, I will pull you out."

"Are you sure?" Yunieff felt a little uncomfortable, not because he was afraid, but because he was a little nauseous.

Because then the dementor would undoubtedly pounce on his head, and maybe even kiss his lips.

When he thought of that scene, even he couldn't help but have the urge to turn around and leave.

But in the end, he still walked towards the place where the dementor tried to get out.

Although it is almost impossible to distinguish visually, the opening can still be felt through the wind direction.

You can endure what others cannot endure, and what adults cannot achieve.

Thinking of this, Yunieff pursed his lips and stretched his head towards the opening, stretching from one group of cold air into another group of even colder air.

The silver light behind him suddenly disappeared, and darkness enveloped everything in his belly.

But Yunieff's eyes were light, so he could still clearly see the group of dementors that had been scattered spinning together like a tornado.

Flying in, accompanied by the whistling wind, the temperature is even lower.

The valley echoed with gurgling throat sounds, as if they were desperately breathing in the water.

The Dementor's mouth printed a concave circle on the black cloth covering the face, and a suction force seemed to suck out the surrounding air. Yunivo couldn't help but feel some ringing in his ears.

But on a soul level, it was just an insignificant little tremor, just a little stronger than the last time I experienced it on the train.

Expressed numerically, if it was one last time, then it will be two this time.

Is it because I'm extremely hungry?He even had time to think.

The dementor took a sip but didn't get anything. It seemed unwilling to give in, but before it had time to take another breath, it was squeezed away by the dementor behind it, so it had to go to the back and line up again.

Then the second one, the third one...

One after another, the dementors formed a circle in the seal, seamlessly connecting.

But the effect is still not obvious. From a sensory point of view, the vibration of the soul has been strengthened, and it can barely bring back some memories, but he can still think calmly.

However, the waterproofing and moisture-proofing failed unconsciously, and the rainwater flowed from the hair to the forehead, then to the tip of the nose, and finally slid along the contour of the cheek to the chin and dripped.

Yunieff thought he might catch a cold.

After a flash of silver light, while the dementors were being dispersed, Gadwin pulled him out.

"Imperturbable!" He closed the invisible barrier again, and the dementors scattered in all directions like ink spurted by a squid.

"Are you okay?" He took out the chocolates he had prepared long ago, probably expecting to see a pale and lifeless face.

But Yunieff just shook his head, shook the rainwater away, and applied a waterproof spell to himself.

"This doesn't work," he said. "It's not strong enough. I don't feel anything."

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