Chapter 411 Dementors Will Never Be Slaves!

After hearing Ivan's hoarse cry, countless dementors gathered around him and asked about the situation.

"what happened?"

"I saw you being beaten when I came here."

"It's a wizard from the Ministry of Magic."

A large number of dementors gathered together, and the whistling wind echoed in Ivan's ears, which was transformed into intermittent words.

Faced with the questions from the Dementors, Ivan pretended to be angry and replied: "Why else? Because of our previous behavior of breaking into the Quidditch pitch, the special investigator sent by the Ministry of Magic is preparing to The harshest means to punish us all!"

As soon as Ivan's words came out, the surrounding Dementors were in an uproar and became very panicked.

Although when the First Iron broke the rules, they directly threw the rules of the Ministry of Magic behind, but this does not mean that the dementors are not afraid of the methods of the Ministry of Magic.

On the contrary, they know very well that they cannot be the opponents of those wizards.

It is precisely because of this that the dementors are willing to obey the command of the Ministry of Magic. The occasional loss of control is just because their chaotic nature and desire to absorb happiness temporarily overwhelm their fear of the Ministry of Magic.

Looking at these panicked Dementors, Ivan was speechless. If you are so afraid of the Ministry of Magic, why did you go there so early?

However, in order to cause some chaos and facilitate his escape to avoid being caught, Ivan shouted loudly.

"Quiet! Everyone, please listen to me!"

All the dementors who had fallen into chaos and panic stopped one after another and looked at this strange kind. They had never seen a kind of person with such clear thinking before, so they all looked at it curiously. Ivan.

Ivan kept shouting loudly.

"Are we going to always accept the oppression of the Ministry of Magic like this? I hope everyone has not forgotten that that incident was not our fault at all! "

"It is the Ministry of Magic that restricts our personal freedom and forces us to perform meaningless patrols. Have they considered our feelings? No! They never care about our thoughts and are not even prepared to provide us with any food."

"It's obviously the Ministry of Magic's mistake. They didn't reflect on it but wanted to punish us with the harshest means!

We will be punished if we resist! If you don't resist, you will be punished! So why don’t we choose to rise up and resist? Rights are always earned! "

Looking at the dementors listening carefully, Ivan knew that they were attracted by his words, so he cleared his throat and continued speaking impassionedly.

"I have a dream!

I dream that one day, every dementor will be able to travel freely in the magical world and spread fear to all living beings.

I dream that wizards, dementors, elves and many other intelligent creatures can mingle with each other."

"I declare that starting today, the dementors stand up!"

"Orcs will never be slaves, Dementors will never be slaves!"

Ivan was talking nonsense, pieced together the slogans he heard from various places in his previous life, and then fed them to these dementors.

If it were a normal-minded wizard or Muggle, he might be beaten down with a stick.

But have these dementors, who have low IQs, ever heard such passionate words?

Under Ivan's loud slogan, more and more Dementors recalled the experience of the Ministry of Magic not giving them food so that they could work in vain, and they became extremely angry.

The thick black fog suddenly spread the entire sky into a terrifying black

Although the sound of the Dementors talking to each other seemed to outsiders to be nothing more than the whistling of the cold wind, Professor McGonagall could not help but frown as he felt the malice constantly coming from the sky.

But soon Professor McGonagall's eyebrows widened again, and she looked at Umbridge playfully.

She believed that Umbridge would no longer stubbornly believe that these dementors were actually harmless creatures that had been tamed.

Noticing that these dementors were getting closer and closer with malicious intentions, Umbridge suddenly panicked, and she regretted her rash action.

Umbridge took a few steps back and scolded angrily.

"What do you want to do? I am a senior investigator specially assigned by the Ministry of Magic! Why don't you go back to patrol!"

Umbridge took on her identity as a Ministry of Magic investigator in an attempt to scare off the dementors.

It is a pity that under Ivan's deception, the surrounding Dementors were either blinded by anger, or were inspired by Ivan to fight for the interests of the race, and were not prepared to pay attention to Umbridge at all.

"Be careful, our enemy is the short fat wizard below, the one who hit me just now. Don't hit the wrong person. The other wizard is very powerful and we can't deal with him!"

As the instigator, Ivan considered that his combat effectiveness in the form of a dementor was very average, so he had no intention of participating personally. Instead, he was floating in the air, cheering for his "companions", and guiding these dementors to avoid McGonagall and attack Umbridge next to him.

Of course, Ivan is not worried about the safety of Professor McGonagall, he is just reminding the dementors not to commit suicide at will!

Although there are a lot of evil creatures, for Professor McGonagall, they are just troublesome to deal with.

But Ivan was not worried that Professor McGonagall would intervene.

Ivan had listened to the conversation between Umbridge and McGonagall just now. He knew very well that McGonagall was very dissatisfied with Umbridge and would probably take this opportunity to fish for a while and let Umbridge eat it. After a lot of trouble, I thought about the rescue.

The black dementors swallowed them like a wave, turning the surrounding space into a cage of black mist. No sunlight could be seen here, and only the biting coldness and pain could be felt.

Umbridge's expression became very ferocious, she raised her wand high and shouted angrily.

"Expecto Patronum! (Calling God to Protect)!"

Under Umbridge's full strength, a dexterous cat leaped out from the top of the wand, knocking away the nearest dementor.

But there were too many Dementors here. As soon as one was driven away, several more Dementors gathered around them.

Umbridge had to disperse some of the power of the Patronus Charm, turn it into a shield in front of her, and then let the cat-shaped Patronus take the initiative to attack, and she could barely resist the invasion of these dementors.

However, this shield did not last long as it collapsed into white mist under the impact of numerous dementors.

The seemingly powerful cat-shaped patron saint was then torn to pieces by the skinned dementors.

Thanks to the book friend Zichuan Shenying for the 10,000 starting coins, and the Wan Shiwu Never Ending game for the 200 starting coins.