Hogwarts: I inherited my legacy

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As he finished taking a breath, Rufus Scrimgeour's eyes widened suddenly. He seemed to understand something all of a sudden, and an indescribable shock surged in his heart.

Air! Yes, that's the smell of air!

In the past, whenever I stepped into the first prison area, the eerie, damp mossy air would hit me in the face, mixed with a strong smell of mildew, which made me feel terrified.

However, this is just an illusion. In fact, the air in Azkaban is always circulating, no different from the outside world.

The reason for this illusion is the magic power that is accidentally leaked by the Dementors when foraging.

But today, the air here exudes a completely different atmosphere.

Although it was still mixed with sea breeze and humidity, the feeling became particularly tranquil and comfortable, as if being in a warm bakery built on the beach.

The whole room was filled with the faint aroma of pastries, which made people feel happy, as if all the troubles disappeared in an instant. But this is Azkaban!

How could a solitary island fortress prison, regarded by the world as a place of horror, have such a pleasant atmosphere? This strange change puzzled Rufus Scrimgeour.

Rufus Scrimgeour's heart sank suddenly, and he couldn't help but have a bad feeling.

He thought to himself,

The residents of this first ward are the prisoners and the strongest group of Dementors!

What would happen if such a pleasant atmosphere prevailed here?

This will undoubtedly make the prisoners happy and generate a continuous stream of happy emotions.

And these happy emotions are exactly the delicious food for Dementors.

Of course, Rufus Scrimgeour was not worried about the condition of the prisoners; what he was really worried about were the Dementors.

This inexplicable atmosphere was obviously created by Raven.

The reason why Raven did this was obvious. He just wanted to set a trap to lure the Dementors.

However, the problem is that this is the first prison area! For the Dementors in Azkaban, this is a ring, and fresh "food" is often delivered here, so the places here need to be fought for!

If even this place requires Raven to take special measures to attract Dementors, then one can imagine how scarce the number of Dementors will be in the following prison areas.

"Hey hey hey..."

Suddenly, a strange laugh came from a prison.

The sound echoed throughout the prison, making people shudder.

Rufus Scrimgeour could not help but frown, his eyes cast towards the cell where the strange noise came from.

A notorious dark wizard is imprisoned in this room.

Rufus Scrimgeour was no stranger to this man. He knew that this dark wizard had once committed an extremely cruel crime - killing thirteen innocent Muggles just to complete an evil ritual.

However, that was seventy years ago. Today, the dark wizard is over ninety years old and has spent almost his entire life in Azkaban, a heavily guarded prison.

Rufus Scrimgeour couldn't help wondering what on earth could have made this old evil dark wizard laugh so happily.

Of course, that didn't matter, Rufus Scrimgeour walked forward at a brisk pace.

As he walked, he looked into the cells. Regardless of whether they were men or women, or what age they were, he could see that the dark wizards had extremely sincere smiles on their faces.

It was as if they were not in the dreaded Azkaban, but some wonderful place that they longed for and dreamed of.

Rufus Scrimgeour could not help feeling a sense of pride and satisfaction at seeing these people enjoying themselves so much.

Because this is the supreme honor for him as the Head of the Department of Magical Law Enforcement, and it is also a great recognition of his hard work.

Therefore, this iron-blooded Auror, who was always known for his ruthlessness, actually showed a rare faint smile on his face at this moment.

What a ghost!!!

Got hit!!!

Rufus Scrimgeour broke out in a cold sweat.

As an experienced and battle-hardened senior Auror, Rufus Scrimgeour has always maintained a good habit of periodically conducting self-mental examinations.

Because of this, when something unusual happens to him, he can quickly detect the problem.

At this moment, he felt an indescribable happiness for no reason!

This sudden change of mood made him alert, and he immediately realized that something was wrong.

With years of experience and keen intuition, a thought flashed through his mind. Could it be... a euphoria drug?

Although Rufus Scrimgeour did not smell the potion directly in the air, his personal experience told him unmistakably that he was indeed under the effects of the ecstasy potion.

Faced with such reality, he felt speechless and felt a chill in his heart.

You know, the euphoria potion is a very special potion that can make people feel a lot of joy involuntarily.

However, for the prisoners imprisoned in Azkaban prison, this excessive joy would undoubtedly become a nightmare.

Because, for Dementors who feed on absorbing negative emotions from humans, so much joy is simply an irresistible temptation.

The Dementors' brains, which had already dried up to the point where they had lost their ability to think, would completely lose control of their bodies.

When the Dementors completely lose their minds, they will even attack the Minister of Magic, not to mention that there is such an abundant atmosphere of joy in Ward 1 at this moment!

However, strangely, since entering, Scrimgeour has never noticed the presence of even a single Dementor here.

This is a very unusual situation.

Azkaban, will there be Dementors in the future?

Rufus Scrimgeour smiled brightly at the thought.

This time he wasn't laughing because of the effects of a euphoria drug, but was smiling from the bottom of his heart.

Because he suddenly remembered something - starting tomorrow, he would no longer serve as the Director of the Department of Magical Law Enforcement of the Ministry of Magic.

The responsibility for the Dementors' disappearance would be passed on to that annoying Ms. Umbridge.

Of course, the blame might first fall on Frank Longbottom, the small office director, but he was just an insignificant character. Such a heavy responsibility would have to be borne by a director.

As for the real culprit behind the Dementors' disappearance...

Does Umbridge dare to let Raven take back the blame?

But based on Rufus Scrimgeour's understanding of Umbridge,

After this snob finds out that he is taking the blame for Riven, he will probably happily take the blame for him, right?

I shook my head, trying hard to drive those chaotic thoughts out of my mind.

Rufus Scrimgeour took a deep breath, collected himself, and continued walking down the corridor, checking each cell.

His steps were firm and steady, but his eyes revealed a barely perceptible anxiety and uneasiness.

When he reached the end of the corridor, he couldn't help but feel disappointed.

He had searched every cell carefully, but still could not find Raven. Rufus Scrimgeour remembered very clearly that there was supposed to be a cell belonging to Sebastian Saru, and Raven was imprisoned in it.

However, at this moment, the cell disappeared.

As the seconds passed, Rufus Scrimgeour became more and more anxious.

He knew he had to hurry up and use the limited time this afternoon to get as much information as possible from Raven so that he could formulate a subsequent action plan.

The current situation has become extremely serious. Voldemort has sneaked into the Ministry of Magic without anyone noticing and successfully became the Minister of Magic.

At the same time, he also lost the command of the Auror team. These things are more difficult than one, how can he not feel worried?

At this time, his anxious mood was mixed with the prisoners' joy and scattered to other prison areas.

A figure wearing a black hooded cloak squeezed out from a crack in the wall of the fourth prison area.

This Dementor has not eaten for a long time. In fact, its sanity has long been devoured by hunger.

However, what trapped it here was not reason, but a strong desire to survive.

Since when, the First Prison Area has become a forbidden area for Dementors.

Any Dementor that entered the First Ward would never appear again under the observation of other Dementors.

Even though Dementors have no brains, their instinct for survival drives them to stay away from the First Prison Area.

After all, half of their kind have already disappeared there.

Clearly there was a hunter lurking there, and the Dementors knew it.

Perhaps it would be more appropriate to describe it as "the hunter"? Because the Dementors have never seen the appearance of a second hunter.

But the hunters were obviously much more cunning than the Dementors realized.

This time, he didn't use lure fishing, but tried table fishing instead. Rui·Dawoxianren·Wen is online.