Hogwarts: I am the White Lord

The reporters from Swan Media originally planned to use the convenience of translation machines to directly get exclusive coverage of this incident.

After all, the incident happened suddenly, and the other reporters were not well prepared with such complete equipment, so they could not understand what the Dementors were saying at all.

Just when he was happily thinking about getting a promotion and a raise when he returned, Sebastian's deep voice suddenly came to his ears.

"Vincent, please relay the Dementor's words to the others so that everyone understands what is going on."

"When we get back, I'll have Lockhart credit you for this achievement."

The reporter was slightly startled, then followed Sebastian's instructions and began to relay the Dementors' words to everyone.

With his translation, everyone present knew the whole story.

Oh!

It turned out that Umbridge intended to use her position to get the Dementors to cooperate with her lies and to disguise yesterday's illegal invasion as a legitimate action to hunt down fugitives.

Unexpectedly, the plan went awry. The Dementors were all honest young men and were not willing to lie at all.

The deputy minister was so angry and humiliated that he still wanted to show off his power against these terrifying Dementors.

What a joke!

It's okay for you to show off your power in front of ordinary people like us, but since you are the Deputy Minister of Magic, everyone will play along with you.

But now the Dementors don’t care who you are. If they are pushed into a corner, they will suck anyone.

Now it's really embarrassing.

Not only that, now the Dementors are on strike, let's see how you end this.

Reporters took out their magic cameras and took a lot of photos, recording Umbridge's miserable appearance from every angle.

Under the care of the Aurors, Umbridge regained consciousness.

After hearing the Dementors' request, she was so angry that she laughed.

A collective strike?!

I really give you disgusting guys face.

It's already a great mercy that I didn't let the Ministry of Magic completely eradicate you guys.

Now you dare to ask for two days off a week and work from nine to five. This is asking for heaven.

Her face twitched as she shouted at the leading Auror at the top of her lungs, "Dawlish, take all the Aurors with you and teach these ignorant Dementors a lesson."

After hearing this, the Dementors, who had finally calmed down, began to become agitated again.

Dawlish ignored Umbridge's order and instead used the Dementor language to coo and soothe the Dementors.

The remaining Aurors looked at each other, all feeling helpless towards this confused Deputy Minister.

People are on strike and you're still thinking of suppressing them?

Aren't you really afraid of forcing these crazy guys to rebel?

There are not many of us who know the Patronus Charm. When the Dementors come rushing over, no one will be able to protect you.

Besides, even if they could be defeated, how much disaster would it bring to the wizarding world if hundreds of uncontrolled Dementors fled in all directions?

Before the Ministry of Magic sends people to completely eliminate these guys, there is no telling how many wizards and Muggles will have their souls devoured.

If such a big mess really happens, it will be us fighters who will take the blame.

The Aurors present looked at each other, and no one had any intention of taking action.

Seeing that no one obeyed her orders, Umbridge became even angrier. Her chest heaved violently, like a toad out of control.

It was not until Dawlish had calmed the Dementors that he dissuaded Umbridge.

"Deputy Minister, there are no cheaper jailers than Dementors in the world. If they all go on strike, you cannot bear the responsibility."

"For your own future, you should be patient and don't get angry with these guys. It's not worth it."

Dawlish also had a difficult situation. Not only did he have to appease the furious Umbridge, but he also had to get the Dementors back to work.

But the group of Dementors seemed determined and refused to disperse until their demands were met. They were determined to go on strike.

There was nothing he could do, so Dawlish could only arrange for an Auror to return to the Ministry of Magic through the fireplace in Hogsmeade New Town to invite Minister of Magic Fudge over.

The matter has become too serious now, and only the minister can resolve it.

When Fudge heard the news brought by the Auror, he was stunned.

"What? Umbridge has driven the Dementors to strike?"

Then, he flipped over the documents on the table and shouted angrily, "What is she doing? I sent her to deal with troubles, not to cause trouble for me!"

Fudge was so angry that he smashed the ink bottle in his hand, and the black ink splashed everywhere, staining the room that had just been cleaned.

"Damn you Umbridge, why are you irritating the Dementors!"

To be honest, he very much agreed with Umbridge's blaming Black for the Dementors attacking students, which was why he sent Umbridge to deal with the matter.

I didn't expect that the teachers and students of Hogwarts were so unsociable that they chose to resist such obvious political manipulation and were even unwilling to play along with the Ministry of Magic. As a result, everyone was embarrassed.

The more Fudge thought about it, the angrier he became. He felt that everyone at Hogwarts, from Headmaster Dumbledore to every professor and student, was against the Ministry of Magic.

"These ignorant professors and students have no idea how to help the Ministry of Magic solve problems. They only make things more complicated."

"They never understood how important the Ministry's reputation is!"

Fudge said in a low voice with gritted teeth, and then kicked the chair beside him viciously.

The chair fell to the ground with a loud bang.

Finally, he took a deep breath, grabbed his hat, put it on his head, and pushed open the office door.

After assembling the Auror team, Fudge led them quickly through the fireplace and headed straight to Hogwarts.

After negotiations, Fudge rejected the Dementors' demands for a nine-to-five job, weekends off, and five social insurances and one housing fund.

However, as a concession, he agreed to allow the Dementors here to return to Azkaban for rest every week to ensure that they would not be hungry all the time.

With reports from major media outlets and the spread of images, the Dementor Uprising quickly spread to every corner of the wizarding world.

The Ministry's image plummeted in the public eye, and Umbridge became completely "infamous" - people ridiculed her as the Under-Minister who drove the Dementors to strike.

At the same time, the relationship between Fudge and Hogwarts reached a freezing point, and the confrontation between the two sides became more obvious.

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December 18th, the last Saturday before the Christmas holiday.

It was snowing heavily, and everything was covered in silver. Even the Black Lake was covered with a thick layer of ice.

Harry and the other two, wrapped in thick cloaks, walked on the snow towards the school gate.

As soon as Ron arrived outside the school gate and got on the shuttle to Hogsmeade, he started shouting happily.

"It's so cold. Fortunately there's a shuttle bus, otherwise we would have to walk to Hogsmeade."

"I've made up my mind. I'm going to go to the Three Broomsticks to have a hot cocktail, and then go somewhere else when I'm warm."

Harry and Hermione did not comment, but smiled and discussed today's travel plans with Ron.

Soon the bus was filled with young wizards. The shuttle bus started slowly and drove steadily towards the new town of Hogsmeade.

Suddenly, Hermione touched Harry's arm and pointed to the dark figure running on the side of the road.

"Harry, look, we've met that big black dog again."

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