People Are In Hogwarts, Replace The Invisible Man At The Beginning

Voices came from all directions, and all the dementors floated quietly in the air, as if they were one.

"You... what are you?"

"I am a wizard from Hogwarts, a descendant of the gods, Feng Jiang Stuart, you can also call me Jiang Feng, this is the famous savior Joan of Arc! What kind of creatures are you? Where did you come from?" Come?"

Jiang Feng's words seemed to calm them down, and the dark creature with a mysterious origin did not respond for a long time.

Hei Zhen suddenly exclaimed, "Little Master, these guys seem to be human!"

"Humans?!" Jiang Feng was also surprised when he heard the words, and immediately denied, "Impossible, they have nothing in common with humans!"

A stone stirred up thousands of waves, Jiang Feng's words ignited the emotions of the dementors, they raised their hands together, and their voices were much louder than before.

"Hahahahaha, human beings, similarities, son of God, open your noble eyes, and look at the people who have been abandoned by all things!"

In an instant, gray-white mist drifted out from his hands, and the sky above Azkaban changed color. Jiang Feng looked up, and there was a figure in the mist.

That was the memory of the dementors, but they were still human at that time.

A crazy dark wizard established Azkaban, lured innocent fishermen, sailors, and wizards into here to conduct brutal experiments, and no one knew what he was going to do.

But in the boundless despair, the first dementor was born. He originated from a tortured wizard. That person had no nostalgia for reality and everything. up.

He is the wizard's despair, his last spirituality, walking in the world forever instead of him.

The crazy experiments continued, until the dark wizard died for no reason, and all this stopped, but the birth of the dementor seemed to activate some mechanism. Once corruption and despair gathered, they would breed.

Desperation and pain will never end. Religious persecution, aristocratic oppression, capital exploitation, and the advent of war, countless painful experiences emerge in memory. The progress of society does not hinder their birth, but promotes it.

Jiang Feng remained silent, Hei Zhen frowned, and the huge Azkaban fell silent again.

"You... in that case, why do you obey the Ministry of Magic? Do they have anything to fear?"

"The gate of death...in the Ministry of Magic...is driven away by the Patronus...once you enter...there is a dead end."

Jiang Feng understood that although dementors existed in strange forms and were difficult to kill, they were not powerful in combat. Harry once used the Patronus Charm to drive away dozens of dementors at the same time.

The Ministry of Magic drove them with a lot of manpower, forcing them into the strange door below the Department of Mysteries, which achieved the sanction of the dementors.

So the dementors have temporarily succumbed to power? That's right, if they can't communicate, how can Voldemort subdue them?

Thinking of this, he showed a confident smile, "Okay, then let's cooperate, I will let you absorb more happiness, and you will let me enter Azkaban at will!"

The dementors around were stunned when they heard the words, and the inexplicable voice sounded again, "More happiness? How can you guarantee it? How can we trust you?"

Jiang Feng gave a strange laugh, and took out a big bag, "You feed this thing to the prisoners inside, feed it a little bit, and they will continue to be happy."

"The happiness produced by the magic potion is useless to us, you..."

"It's not magic, my friend." Jiang Feng's smile became even weirder. "It's the innate power of human beings. I just pushed, and the production of these medicines can be completed by Muggles."

The dementors were a little moved, and one of them floated over to pick up the bag from Jiang Feng's hand, and then entered Azkaban.

The prisoners in the prison lived in this environment day and night, and they were powerless to resist the dementors. They just accepted the gift numbly as the Ministry of Magic's policy had changed.

But soon, things changed, and all the dementors felt a violent joy that they had never felt, not even innocent children.

As soon as the change happened, the dementors immediately mobilized, and they moved out of the way, allowing Jiang Feng to explore Azkaban with Hei Zhen.

The latter was a little depressed, and seemed dissatisfied with Jiang Feng's behavior, "Little Master, are you doing too badly?"

"It's okay. In fact, if it weren't for the heinous people, very few wizards were imprisoned in Azkaban, so most of them here are murderous lunatics."

After hearing Jiang Feng's words, Hei Zhen's expression turned pale, she nodded and continued to follow behind him.

With the memory of the three guards before, the exploration went smoothly, and many things that the Ministry of Magic didn't understand were cheap to Jiang Feng.

He doesn't know what these are, but he can use them to replace them, and he can't lose money anyway.

The trip was very rewarding, and the two left here soon.

...

The vacation wasn't long, Jiang Feng didn't stop there. Based on Lockhart's criminal evidence, he tried his best to find those wizards with legendary experiences, and obtained the real inheritance from their minds.

I have to admit that Lockhart's Oblivion Curse is quite good. Most of the victims even think that they are ordinary people, working from sunrise to sunset every day, and the appearance of Jiang Feng surprised them.

Fortunately, Lockhart is relatively timid, and the results he caused can be undone, at least Jiang Feng can do it.

At this time, among the Indian tribes in North America, Jiang Feng was sitting opposite an old man.

"Feng...Jiang...Stu...Walter, I'm sorry kid, your name is a bit of a mouthful, I'll call you Mr. Jiang." The old man said with a bit of distress.

Jiang Feng shook his head to express that he didn't care, and asked about other things, "Mr. Colville, how do you feel? Have you recalled the power of magic?"

"Yeah, what a nightmare," exclaimed the old man Colville. "That damned bastard lied to me, just for those stories? My God..."

"That's true, but this is also the only thing to be thankful for. Then, please tell me the secret of the bond between God and Man." Jiang Feng reminded him with the same smile.

Colville sighed. It is really fortunate that Lockhart only plagiarized the story, but he is even more fortunate that he did not encounter Jiang Feng head-on. The boy in front of him is too scary.

"Okay, kid, you can see that I'm not only the sorcerer you're talking about, but also a priest, but the god-man contract is not a contract between gods and people, it's just a way to control subordinates."

"But you have a set of special means to let these subordinates contribute to something together, don't you?" Jiang Feng's eyes were deep, and the reason why he stayed here was for this.

The help brought by the divinity is quite amazing, he wants more, and the old man in front of him calms the werewolf's anger through the ancient Indian method, and can fight for him at the moment of transformation, and even raised a werewolf tribe for a time.

"Okay, as you wish, take this as the reward for making me... come alive."

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