Dementors of the Blakes

I came near that male prisoner's cell, but I didn't expect that this person's emotional fluctuations were also very strong.

In view of the lunatic woman just now, I suddenly had an ominous premonition, changed my usual arrogance and momentum, sneakily suppressed the aura again, and lurked all the way there.

This cell is located at a certain corner, I didn't rush to the door carelessly like before, but leaned against the wall of the corner, secretly feeling the emotion of this male prisoner.

...Like the female prisoner, he was also desperate and in pain, but...it didn't seem to come from our aura.

My heart skipped a beat, and then I quickly comforted myself, which human being imprisoned in Azkaban is not sad or desperate?This is a common phenomenon, universal!

But before I could convince myself completely, the young man also started to shout in a low voice: "James, oh no, James!"

...How imaginative, how similar to that lunatic's tone!

I immediately swallowed the saliva that didn't exist at all, and began to wonder if the name "James" was the real name of that "LORD", why everyone was calling him!

"No...no! James, why..."

Well, I get it, the man must be yelling "He's not dead, he'll be back! He'll be back!!"

What is going on?Why does everyone like to come to me and yell?

Could it be that he is also from the Black family?

With doubts in my heart, I floated out of the corner cautiously, and reached out to touch the sign hanging on the cell door.

The name of the prisoner in this cell is engraved on this sign.

We dementors never cared what the food was called.

But there is always a process for prisoners to come in. The house elves will use special magic to mark the name of the prisoner on the wooden sign at the door of the cell according to the procedure. , as long as you reach out and touch it, you can also feel the name.

Although, if there is nothing special, we never touch this thing.

We don't care about the privacy of our foods, we care about their quality.

But this time, I was purely curious.

I touched this wooden sign, and the magic clearly conveyed the young man's name into my mind - Sirius Black.

...It turned out to be the Black family again!

I was shocked!

But compared to my unbelievable, the mood swings of that young man are obviously more severe.

Oh yes, he should see me by now.

He should have seen a dementor foolishly touching a sign, floating blankly at the door of his cell!

Due to his racial characteristics, I could clearly perceive his emotions. He was surprised at first, then very nervous, with a hint of doubt, but it didn't take long for him to be completely confused.

Because he didn't feel any darkness, despair, or coldness, but in fact, it was because I was suppressing my instincts, and I haven't started eating yet!

However, humans themselves do not understand our ability to suppress instincts. Our family never suppresses ourselves outside, and in Azkaban, there are not many opportunities to experience our ability. These prisoners will either stay here forever, Until death, they are either numb and crazy, and they are also a lunatic when they are released, or they don’t want to recall the past in Azkaban, and whenever humans come to Azkaban to inspect, my family will also put on a show, making fun of it. In the end, human beings still can't discover this secret of our race.

And this ability is not something that everyone in my clan likes to use. Generally speaking, I can be regarded as the type that uses it very smoothly.

Therefore, this human being, he is puzzled, he is confused, these are all normal reactions.

This... Do you want to suck his happiness immediately and let him understand that the harmonious scene is actually just an illusion?

I was a little hesitant because I was afraid of food poisoning.

The Black family is my poison.

But I didn't expect that my momentary hesitation would cause the man in the prison to have such exaggerated associations!

"Who are you?" he asked me.

Why are you asking me this?who I am?I'm a dementor, I don't have a name...

I'm a little unhappy, I feel that this human being is showing off, I shouldn't be shaken by this question, I'm a dementor, and my people have no names, it's nothing strange at all!

But...why is it so sad?

Is it because there is no way to tell him who I am?

It is also true, if one day I am also imprisoned for committing crimes, but I don’t even have a name that can be engraved on a wooden sign, how unfortunate it would be.

I suddenly felt a little sour in my heart, stuffy, just like when I "eat bad food" just now.

Do you still feel this way even if you don't smoke the pleasure?

This Black family is really amazing!

"Who are you?" The man asked again, and then, I heard the sound of him getting up, and he actually came towards the door!

What happened to the Black family?Love to spit on dementors face to face?

I stepped back a little hesitantly, but I could still feel the aura of the other party approaching at a close distance. Fortunately, the railing blocked his way to continue moving forward.

"How did you get in? How did you do it?" The man seemed to have not recovered from his sadness, so that his voice was extremely low, "...Professor Dumbledore asked you to come Is it?"

……Who is that?

I'm even more confused, I don't know this person!Did he misunderstand something?

Since I couldn't answer him in human language, I kindly stretched out my hand hidden in the sleeve of the cloak, and waved at him, meaning: No.

He was silent for a moment, and even his breathing became a little heavy, and then I reacted belatedly, probably my rotten palm scared him, so I took my hand back very considerately.

"...You...you." This Black began to hesitate again, "Hehe, this hand is so realistic, I almost thought it was real!"

...Why can't I understand what he's talking about?I think I'm more confused than he is.

Are the cultural differences between race and ethnicity really that great?But... how come I never noticed this before?

I thought about it carefully, and I think the key point is that no human being has ever talked to me before. This Black, he is the first human being who seriously talks to me and speaks to me.

Also, he seemed to be waiting for me to answer him.

Interesting, very interesting.

But I can't answer him, because he doesn't understand the language of my family.

So, I hesitated for a moment, then tentatively stretched out my hand again, and then moved forward bit by bit, and touched the railing of the cell, and at this time, my hand was already very close to him, but He didn't retreat or dodge, but it wasn't because of fear and stiffness.

What's more, what I didn't expect was that he directly stretched out his own hand, and then lightly tapped my fingertips.

God, is he crazy?

I froze in place for a moment.

"Hey, this looks like it's real!" His emotions were full of fluctuations of curiosity and excitement, which was really unbelievable, but the more incredible thing was yet to come.

Before I could react, he took my hand and started playing as if nothing had happened.

Oh, Merlin, he... what was he thinking?Don't you think it's scary?Disgusting?Are you scared?

This is really a strange human being. I feel his warm palm clinging to my hand, his fleshy fingers touching my rotten skin, and I am inexplicably happy.

I moved my fingers suddenly, and then pressed his palm.

Out of politeness, I felt that I should give him a response, so I considered it carefully, and slowly drew a word with my fingers in his palm - "HELLO~".

I am greeting him.

I was born with human script, and more than one.

Although I can't say it because of the dementor's pronunciation system, I can write it, but I haven't had the opportunity to write it to anyone. To be honest, this is the first time.

The other party's reaction also confirmed that I did not make a mistake.

He replied to me: "HI ~ you are so funny."

I suddenly felt a feeling that was difficult to be strict, and then it quickly filled my whole chest.

Someone can look directly at you, someone dares to touch you, someone will talk to you, someone is willing to respond to your greetings, obviously it's just a human being, obviously it's just my food, but I still want to hear more, more.

Sirius Black...

You are a great existence, you have completed a breakthrough in inter-racial communication, your initiative and goodwill have brought new prospects to our race and mankind, and let us believe that one day, we can coexist peacefully.

Thank you, you are a warrior!

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I—a dementor, a dementor who was in a state of being moved, met a very strange human being, he was not afraid of me, and even touched my hand, he was... very special.