Seeing Sebastian continuously scanning, the Dementors seemed provoked and slowly surrounded him.
"What's going on, Wizard? What are you looking at?!"
"Suspicious behavior! Could it be Sirius in disguise?!"
"Even if it's not Sirius, it could be a spy he sent."
"Why bother with so many questions? I already said, let's just take a few sips from him first!"
As the Dementors approached, the air brought with it a chilling sensation that made one's spine tingle.
Sebastian felt no discomfort from this coldness; instead, he raised an eyebrow, watching them slowly approach him.
When the Dementors were only five meters away, he lightly waved his wand.
Instantly, a giant dragon made of silver light shot out from the tip of his wand, pinning the Dementor that had been shouting the loudest under its claws.
You were the loudest just now.
For the Ministry of Magic's sake, I'll be generous and let my Patronus Charm entertain you.
Sebastian tested the voice translation function, and immediately, a strange and distorted sound emanated from the mask on his face.
"Feel free to suck on this dragon; don't be shy, go ahead and suck your fill!"
Feeling a fatal threat, the Dementors scattered, no longer displaying their arrogant demeanor.
"This is the Patronus Charm that inexplicably attacked us two months ago!"
"We're just guarding the gate; why do you want to wipe us out?"
"Since that's the case, let's all rush him; I don't believe he can kill us all."
"Don't rush, did you hear that? This Wizard just spoke our language. Could he be an inspector sent by the Ministry of Magic?"
"All of you!" Sebastian waved to the shadowy figures in the sky, "Come gather, let's have a chat."
"Everyone saw it just now, this guy on the ground attacked me first; I was just passively defending myself."
"Believe me, I come with good intentions."
Good intentions?
Believe your ghost!
The guy on the ground is almost completely dissipated from the torment.
Hearing Sebastian's call, the shadowy figures in the sky scattered even wider and further away, with some Dementors even contemplating flying to Hogsmeade to seek support from the Aurors.
Seeing the Dementors being so uncooperative, Sebastian's face fell.
"What, are you all so uncooperative? Then I'll just have to ask my Patronus Charm to invite you down one by one."
In conjunction with his words, the giant dragon Patronus Charm gently flapped its wings, appearing as if it was about to soar into the sky and snatch people, while also trampling the Dementor beneath it, making it even dimmer.
The Dementors felt a prickle of fear, and all obediently floated down, enduring the stinging sensation brought by the Patronus Charm, and gathered around Sebastian.
"That's more like it. On Hogwarts's territory, you still have to listen to the Professor."
Sebastian nodded in satisfaction and began to proactively converse with these evil creatures.
After all, his original intention was only to recruit suitable teaching aids, not to specifically bully Dementors.
An interview was still very necessary.
After a period of friendly communication, he gained a deeper understanding of this unique group.
These creatures were not as chaotic and disorderly as people imagined; they possessed a certain level of intelligence, could communicate with each other, and even used group attack tactics.
However, although they had intelligence, their thinking was relatively simple; all they thought about all day was eating, eating, eating, and they didn't even take the Ministry of Magic's task of catching Sirius too seriously.
Once the floodgates of conversation opened, the Dementors continuously complained about the Ministry of Magic's inhumane treatment and arrangements.
Compared to the arduous patrolling here, they preferred the comfortable life in Azkaban.
At the very least, they didn't have to worry about being bullied by a Patronus Charm there.
Moreover, ever since Azkaban's reforms this year, after the prisoners were off duty, they could get fresh, ample food every night.
Aside from not being able to feed on the prisoners' souls, every day was wonderful.
Unlike now, where they lived a life of smelling but not eating every day, which was terribly bitter.
Listening to the Dementors' complaints, Sebastian inexplicably found it somewhat amusing.
These creatures were all simple foodies, but for Wizards and Muggles, their abilities were too evil.
After all, no one would like creatures that could take away happiness and leave behind pain and despair.
This contradiction based on physiological instincts was fundamentally irreconcilable; it now seemed that having these creatures guard Azkaban was the most suitable choice.
Otherwise, if these creatures went insane with hunger, they would attack everyone indiscriminately.
Thinking of this, Sebastian spoke up, interrupting their complaints.
"We've chatted enough; let's get down to business."
"I'm here today to recruit an employee to assist students in practicing the Patronus Charm."
"Food and lodging included, flexible working hours. Requirements: frail body, low combat power, strong sense of responsibility. Is there anyone who meets the conditions? Step forward quickly."
This...
Although food and lodging were very tempting, accompanying students to practice the Patronus Charm sounded like a torturous chore.
Moreover, everyone here is now an official employee of the Ministry of Magic; switching to your side just feels a bit demeaning.
What's more, you also require a frail body and low combat power; this way, how many Dementors would be willing to admit they meet your requirements?
Just as the Dementors remained silent, a muffled voice came from under the dragon's claw of the Patronus Charm.
"Sir, Wizard Sir, I am willing to work for you."
"I'm almost dissipated; I definitely meet the requirements for a frail body and low combat power."
Hearing this, Sebastian raised an eyebrow and said nonchalantly.
"I almost forgot about you. I'll add one more requirement: no short-tempered ones either."
"For the students, I just feel that you are too dangerous. I really don't feel at ease leaving you here to continue guarding the gate."
Saying that, the giant dragon Patronus Charm exerted a little force, completely crushing this creature into a wisp of smoke.
Then, Sebastian scanned the area, controlling the giant dragon Patronus Charm to fly into the sky, staring down at the Dementors from above.
"What, still not cooperating? I refuse to believe I can't find an employee who meets my requirements."
"There are, there are!" The Dementors clamored.
"We will be responsible for finding a suitable employee for you."
"Some of our kin patrol in areas a bit further from here; they can definitely meet your requirements."
Saying that, two Dementors hurried away, then returned with a Dementor that looked malnourished.
"Wizard Sir, this brother of ours has an extremely strong sense of responsibility and an excellent temper; even when assigned to patrol in remote areas, he has no complaints whatsoever."
"Moreover, judging by its physique, it definitely meets your requirement for a frail body."
Seeing this scene, Sebastian raised an eyebrow in surprise.
Oh—
What's going on? Dementors also engage in bullying?
The strong ones gather at the gate, waiting for students to pass by, secretly taking a sip of happy emotions.
As for the weak ones, they are ostracized to patrol other remote areas.
Look at this little guy, it's so starved it's unrecognizable.
Flying in the air, trembling as if electrocuted; it's clearly extremely weak.
Just right for students to practice on.
"It's decided! Don't worry, you won't go hungry with me."
Sebastian took out a specially made alchemy sack and quickly put it on the Dementor.
"Alright, the recruitment fair is over. Everyone can disperse!"
Saying that, he put away the sack and the magical creature translator on his face, and returned to the school with satisfaction.
Hehe!
Little Wizards, your combat power testing teaching aid has arrived.
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