Everyone Hates Dementors at Hogwarts

The conversation with Dumbledore was much simpler. Wanmi didn't care whether he had random thoughts or not, she would just use his identity as a guardian to bend the law for personal gain.

"I don't care how you want to train Harry Potter. I only have one request. It doesn't matter whether Sirius is involved or not. You must explain the cause and effect to him clearly! Whenever I hear him worrying about this problem again, don't I want to do something more in school.”

Dumbledore twitched his fingers slightly, but showed no timidity on his face, "How do you know this?"

"Is it difficult? Anyone with a brain can see this?"

Dumbledore: ...At least Sirius can't tell, thank you!

"Hey, at least I was the one who brought you back to Hogwarts..."

"So if you have anything to do, you can tell me. I will help you because you don't have many years to live a good life, but I am very troubled by you always doing things secretly. Sirius has a bad mind and you are not. Know!"

In fact, Wan Mi really hopes that Dumbledore will tell her directly what he wants to do. After all, he is over 100 years old. I heard that he is an old man in the human world. Isn't it tiring to worry so much every day?

"I'll find you if I need anything."

"Okay, goodbye then."

Dumbledore still didn't choose to tell Wanmi his plan, and Wanmi didn't force it. Anyway, she just wanted to make sure that Hogwarts was fine.

'ah!The cool breeze at night is so comfortable!right? '

Yaoyao tentatively lay on top of Wanmi's head. When he found that she didn't respond, he simply relaxed and turned over to lie on top of Wanmi's head.

'Be careful, don't fall. '

Wan Mi slowed down and supported Yaoyao with her hands, making him lie down more steadily.

'Do not worry!This baby can fly!Huh?Is it Nearly Headless Nick?He seems very unhappy! '

Nick heard someone calling her name, looked up listlessly, and saw the guardian and the Pokemon she had collected at some point.

"Good evening, Lord Demont."

"What's wrong with you? Have you encountered anything troublesome? Can you tell us how you are happy?"

Yaoyao looked at Nick curiously.

"Hi, it's nothing. I just thought I could apply, but it seems I don't meet the so-called conditions."

Nick pretended that nothing happened, but who knew that the more he thought about it, the more angry he became. He suddenly took out a transparent letter and stormed off, "But why don't you let me pass! Just because my head didn't fall off completely? I was chopped off with a blunt axe." My neck didn't break even after 44 strokes?! I want my head to fall off more than anyone else, so that I can become a member of that damn headless hunter team!"

"Do you think this is a ghost talk?! 'We only accept hunters whose heads and bodies are separated', and this, what kind of horseback juggling? What kind of head polo?! If you can't participate, you can't join the team, right? !”

Wanmi took the letter and looked at it. It was a rejection letter from a man named Patrick Podmore.

"Is it because of this? Aren't you still unable to leave the castle? So what's the point of participating?"

"But I will be able to go out one day? Don't you just need your hands and torso? I just want to find some fun for my future life as soon as possible... There is only a little skin and tendons connected, what does this have to do with losing my head? Difference? But in the eyes of the headless Sir Podmore, 'almost headless' still means almost, you tell me whether I am unjust or not!"

"It's an injustice! It's such an injustice! Mimi, please pluck out the head of Nick who is almost headless. They are bullying people too much. This is discrimination! Naked discrimination!"

"Yes! It's discrimination! Wait, little green man, what did you say? Master Demont, can you help me pull my head off?!"

Nick, who was almost headless, looked at Wanmi expectantly with his small translucent eyes, looking so cute and cute.

"Ah? Yes, yes, but..."

"Say it! As long as I can do it!"

"There's nothing you need to do. It just hurts. I'm afraid you're scared."

"That's it?!"

Nick flew around happily and showed his wounds to Wanmi again, "I was hit 44 times by a blunt axe before I was alive. I'm not afraid! Please help me!"

"Ok."

Wanmi grabbed Nick's hair and said, "Then be patient, I'll count to three."

"Yeah, yeah, I'm ready! You count!"

"three!"

"what------!!"

After a burst of eardrum-piercing screams, Nick held his head in his hands and looked at Wanmi resentfully.

"Lord Demont, where are your 'one' and 'two'?"

"I didn't say count from one to three, you're so annoyed!"

"Yes, yes, thank you very much! But it really hurts. It hurts more than the previous 44 axes combined!"

"What, Nick, do you regret it?"

Yaoyao flew down and curiously observed a tendon hanging from Nick's neck.

"How could it be! I'll write another application to join the team right away! By the way, Halloween is my [-]th death anniversary. Do you want to come to my death anniversary party!"

"Are you kidding me? What are you playing with a bunch of ghosts like you? A game about wearing a human body? You might as well go to the auditorium and feast!"

"Well, that's a pity." Headless Nick didn't have any pity on his face. "Then I'll go first. Good night, Lord Demont!"

"Meow~~"

A black cat ran out of nowhere.

"Mrs. Norris, why are you here?"

The black cat didn't respond to Wan Mi's question. It stared at Yaoyao's position with its bulging eyes like lightbulbs, and kept barking.

"Mrs. Norris! Have you caught the naughty student?"

Filch hurried over and his malicious voice suddenly stopped, "Dement? Why are you here?"

He naturally also knew that Wan Mi was now the guardian of the school. Although he didn't know what position this was, he was someone who could not be restricted by school rules.

"Your kitten is so cute!"

It's rare for someone to praise Mrs. Norris, Filch.Filch's favorable impression of the person in front of him skyrocketed, "Thank you for the compliment! Mrs. Norris has been so well-behaved since she was a child!"

He lovingly held the black cat in his arms and stroked it gently, "But Mrs. Norris is old after all. Fortunately, last year I asked Professor Snape to make a health potion for her, which at least made her feel better. "

Wanmi tried to stroke the black cat, and the black cat closed its eyes comfortably.

"Amazing! Mrs. Norris never lets others touch you. She really likes you."

There was something Filch didn't say. After all, Mrs. Loris had the blood of a magical creature and could sense whether others were malicious or kind. Filch looked at Wanmi with a gentler look.

"The little thing is weaker than last year. Maybe you should give her some better potion."

"I also know that Professor Snape is not a professional pet potion master after all, but...hey, I'm just a janitor."

Black Cat stuck out his tongue and licked Wanmi's fingertips, and Wanmi's ears moved slightly.

She took out a shiny stone the size of a fingernail, which she took from a secret room. According to 'Hogwarts', it was Hela's 'legacy'. After 'Hogwarts' became the spirit of the castle, Moved from the earth under inspired instructions.

Of course, now that the entire room is full of things that Wanmi has moved into the space, Hela's 'heritage' is naturally hers.

"Should this thing be called a diamond? It should be quite valuable. Get rid of it and buy something nice for the little thing."

"How embarrassing this is!"

"I'm for Mrs. Norris."

Wanmi stuffed the stone into the black cat's arms and left quickly. The black cat seemed to know that it was a good thing, and held it tightly with its two paws without letting go.

"Thank you, really, thank you..."

Filch's eyes hadn't moistened in who knows how many years. He looked at Wan Mi's leaving back and murmured in a low voice.