Professor McGonagall:  …

How can you ask the suspects if they have committed a crime!

But here is where she is helpless. In this incident, Hogwarts has always been the passive party, whether to expel or retain, punish or let go, the final decision is not in the hands of the school. Hogwarts is naturally at a disadvantage when it comes to conflict with the Ministry of Magic.

And Professor McGonagall couldn't stop Umbridge trying to get the "truth" from the Dementors.

"Actually, we can start now." Umbridge's mind changed a little bit. She felt that she should hurry up and catch Minerva by surprise.

"Didn't you say you really want to eat school pudding?" Minerva rolled her eyes, feeling that Umbridge didn't have a word in her mouth.

"Not even the appetizers. We should be in time when we get back." Umbridge jumped off the stool and ran out of the auditorium. After running for two steps, she suddenly thought of something, "Bring a few more students to witness it together. It would be good to use the two patron saints that day, plus the student council president."

Professor McGonagall naturally had no opinion.

"Yordle, Granger, Percy!" she called out to the three of them from the table, making them follow in her footsteps.

Then Umbridge saw the barman who had just stood up.

Tom's few words left a deep impression on her.

She looked at Tom, raised her eyebrows, but didn't say anything, and walked directly to the school gate with a few people.

At this moment, several dementors guarding the gate of Hogwarts were floating around idle in midair, making a oozing whistling sound.

But if someone could understand them, the sounds would be less intrusive.

Because what they are shouting is:

"I'm so hungry... so hungry... so hungry, I'm really... so hungry!"

"Want to...eat...meal..."

"The Ministry of Magic's...food...when...delivered?"

"It's been...for several weeks..."

These dementors have not been replenished for a long time. Hungry, they even broke into Hogwarts last week, and paid a heavy price: they were beaten by a strange Patronus whose body was blazing like a bone gangrene, a little bit of it can burn a big hole in the body, and if it is hit directly, half of the body will be burned. Many dementors were severely injured and had to return to Azkaban to recuperate.

Dementors are immortal, but that doesn't mean they can't get hurt. The patron saint of wizards can cause damage to them, and if the injury is too severe, they need to return to their hometown, Azkaban, to cultivate and recover slowly there.

"someone is coming……"

"food?"

The Dementors were all excited when they found someone walking past the school. They know that the wizards inside are not allowed to "eat", but that doesn't prevent them from wiping their oil quietly. They will take a small sip when the wizard approaches, eating a little of their happiness.

It's a pity that those delicious little wizards in the castle don't come out very often, they only occasionally get together to go to Hogsmeade. But today, five people came all of a sudden! Truly a gift from God! Five people, enough for them to have a full meal.

The Dementors guarding the door rioted, like students before the last get out of class of the morning. They gather little by little towards the people who come...

Umbridge took the lead. Although he had the shortest legs among the five, he was at the forefront. She noticed the change at the school gate, but she didn't take it to heart, she thought it was Dementors lining up to welcome her!

When she got closer to the dementors, she couldn't help but shudder.

"Cold!" This was Umbridge's first feeling after approaching. Dementors are like huge and hard ice, turning the school gate area into a cold store.

The dementors crowded around Umbridge. Before she could say anything, all the dementors opened their rotten mouths and took a sharp breath at Umbridge.

Umbridge's brain exploded, his soul was almost sucked out, his body seemed to be soaked in a bucket of ice water, frozen and unable to move, all kinds of sad memories came to his mind, as if all the Happiness is leaving her.

Following her, Tom and Professor McGonagall took a few steps back in tacit understanding, allowing Umbridge to enjoy the "enthusiasm" of the Dementors. Three of the four of them could use the Patronus Charm, but none of them drew their wands to aid Umbridge.

"Stop...stop!" She bit her tongue forcibly to regain her senses, "I'm the Senior Deputy Minister of Magic! Stop me!"

The dementors stopped sucking and backed away a little to give Umbridge a chance to breathe.

Umbridge spat out a large mouthful of white steam. Just now she felt that her lungs seemed to be filled with ice water, and now she felt like she was squirting the ice water out of her lungs, and every time she breathed, a tingling pain came from her. From the chest cavity.

"Monster!" Umbridge thought angrily, looking at the bodies of the dementors.

"I'm here to investigate what happened at the Quidditch pitch last Saturday!" After a little relief, Umbridge resumed his usual smugness.

She looked at the Dementors. He said quickly: "It is reported that you entered Hogwarts without the permission of the Ministry of Magic last Saturday, and the Ministry of Magic should have reminded you that you can only enter Hogwarts in an emergency! What you are doing is forbidden, what is your explanation for that?"

Umbridge's voice was sharp and fast, and the Dementor in the lead didn't react at once, only a few key words were clearly understood: Ministry of Magic, Hogwarts, prohibition, explanation. As if asking them to explain what?

Explain what? The dementors are a little confused, explaining why they just attacked her?

"Huh... woo... (We didn't mean to

Only then did Umbridge realize that the ~lightnovelpub.net~ Dementors couldn't defend themselves at all, and McGonagall couldn't understand what the Dementors were saying.

Tom said later, "Did you enter Hogwarts because you were hungry?"

The Dementor understood this sentence, but its mind was not on this sentence. It was watching Tom seriously, and it felt that Tom was familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had seen him.

However, the question remains to be answered.

The Dementor nodded, and he did enter Hogwarts because he was hungry. There's nothing wrong with this sentence!

Umbridge stood aside, dumbfounded: what's going on? Why did this Dementor plead guilty just by asking? ! Why are these things so stupid?

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