Hogwarts Raven

Chapter 270 269: The Black Robe Skeleton's Game
Night fell over the Forbidden Forest of Hogwarts, and thick fog lingered among the tree shadows like a ghost. The cold wind swept through the treetops, making a rustling sound like countless invisible claws scratching across the skin.

It wasn't supposed to be this cold tonight.

however.

It's because of the Dementors that are haunting us.

Dementors.

As lives that do not belong to this world, and as species that have "mistakenly" drifted to the human world from a hazy fantasy, they do have great innate restraining power over human creatures.

"dying!"

Neville only felt his mind filled with despair and painful memories.

He thought about his parents and his own family.

The tears couldn't stop flowing.

But he was still struggling. What a commendable courage. But it was useless. His strength was nothing in front of the Dementors.

All Neville had was courage.

And courage is something that hurts.

"Clap clap clap!"

After all, Neville's ancestors did not bless him for too long. Perhaps sensing Neville's "disobedience", the Dementors thought of the scene where he would be slapped by Ian when he was disobedient.

It finally put into use the methods it had learned.

Very loud.

And the results are outstanding.

Neville instantly turned into a pig's head.

"Neville!"

Ron suddenly stopped and turned around to see Neville being caught by the Dementors. His heart almost jumped out of his chest. He only felt that the scene in front of him was shaking violently.

The tall Dementor looked as if he wanted to torture his friend severely.

The scene was really scary.

Very scary.

scary.

At least that's what Ron, who is relatively simple-minded and doesn't even know much about Dementors, thinks. He and Neville don't know the detailed information about Dementors.

Therefore.

Ron did not realize that the Dementors that captured Neville did not use their instinctive behavior to suck "happiness" from Neville, which was extremely unreasonable and completely contrary to the Dementors' habits.

He just saw the Dementors slap Neville a few times, then lift Neville up and shake him violently, as if to shake out everything in Neville's body - yes, Neville was lifted high up and hung in the air like a rag doll, his eyes rolled back as if he would faint at any moment.

It was even less likely that he himself would sense that the Dementors' behavior was irrational.

And Ron.

He just felt that this was just like the ferocious beasts he had known, where Dementors would play with their prey before "devouring" their souls, and he was completely unaware of the weirdness of Dementors.

"No, nothing to please... the skeleton..." The Dementor shook hard for a long time, but didn't shake out what he wanted. Its tone actually sounded a little desperate.

It's just a shame.

Neither the captured Neville nor Ron, who looked horrified and worried in the distance, noticed this, let alone paid attention to the fact that creatures like Dementors could actually have "emotions". In fact, just from the fact that it could restrain its instincts, it could be seen that this Dementor was obviously unusual.

only.

Unfortunately, Neville and Ron are both rookies.

Without any rich knowledge or wonderful experience, his understanding of Dementors was limited to the stories he heard when he was scared. It was impossible for him to realize this now that he was still terrified and frightened.

Lost the external brain.

They have almost lost most of their knowledge about the wizarding world - yes, as children from wizarding families, they may only know more about wizarding common sense than Hermione who comes from a Muggle family. In terms of serious knowledge, in fact, most descendants of wizarding families will gradually fall behind half-blood or Muggle-born wizards of the same age after going to school. This is actually the reason why many pure-blood descendants resist non-pure blood.

Perhaps many children from Muggle families are not as outstanding as Hermione, but when they are learning magic, they also have a kind of hungry persistence and perseverance.

This is a motivation for learning that the descendants of pure-blood families who are accustomed to magic do not have. Neville and Ron are like this. They are not as eager for extracurricular knowledge as Hermione.

Therefore.

The two of them were now stuck in this situation of "scaring themselves". Especially Ron, he was a weirdo in imagination, and now he felt like Neville was about to be skinned and cramped.

"No! Don't touch my friend!"

Ron felt a burning sensation in his stomach, like a piece of iron being heated by fire. He looked down at his hands - they were shaking violently, but he knew he couldn't give up on Neville.

Only I can save Neville.

courage.

Overcome fear in this moment.

To be honest, although Ron is jealous, hates the rich and is stingy, and has many shortcomings, these cannot conceal his advantage that he is a loyal person.

I saw.

Seeing his good friend being captured, Ron felt a surge of blood boiling, which directly overwhelmed the fear in his heart. After looking around, he didn't find any suitable weapons.

But this did not stop him from wanting to save people.

"I'll fight you!"

When this roar came out, his voice was hoarse and trembling, but this did not affect Ron. He grabbed two stones from the ground and charged towards the Dementors fearlessly.

Yes.

Why do we say that ignorance is bliss? Ron is a typical brave man who does not know the characteristics of Dementors and thinks that stones can hurt Dementors.

He rushed towards the Dementor with full determination. The Dementor turned and looked at the little wizard. The empty eye sockets without eyes looked scary.

But in fact, it is confused and bewildered.

"Put down my friend!"

Ron screamed loudly and rushed towards the Dementor frantically, breaking branches and exploding under his feet. The sound of wind filled his ears and the blood roared in his eardrums.

Even the world suddenly became extremely clear.

He felt it.

Perhaps this was the power bestowed upon him by the bond of friendship. Ron felt that his whole body was filled with strength and he could definitely rely on the blessing of friendship to successfully save Neville.

And at this time.

"Whoo~"

The Dementor tried to imitate Ian's gasp of surprise.

but.

It absorbs all the surrounding heat.

The air dropped sharply again.

It seemed to clear Ron's mind a little.

"Die! Monster!"

Ron suddenly stopped about two meters away from the Dementor. Although he was still passionate, he just raised his hands, holding a stone in each hand and threw them at the Dementor.

"Bang~"

"Crack~"

There were only two stones in total, and one of them went astray.

The stone didn't hit the Dementor, but Neville, who was rolling his eyes. It woke Neville up from his coma and gave him a bruise on his already swollen face.

"Hold on, Neville! Don't faint!" Ron, feeling extremely embarrassed, found a "reasonable" excuse for his behavior, then leaned over and wanted to pick up a few more stones to throw at the Dementors.

Probably dealing with the Dementors.

Only he could think of such a ridiculous and funny way.

"Put down my friend!"

Ron roared again. At this moment, his bond and courage were displayed in him, and the glory of a Gryffindor student blossomed - but it was really useless.

"Wow~"

The Dementor seemed to realize that Neville was going to hit him, so he suddenly jumped forward, and when Ron picked up the stone and prepared to stand up, he grabbed Ron's feet and lifted him up.

"Let me go! Let me go—"

Ron's bravery did not bring about a miracle. Facts have proved that if one is not strong enough, even if one talks about bonds and the like, there is still no way to reverse the situation.

In front of the Dementors.

Ron, who didn't even have a wand, obviously had no hope of turning the situation around. He was frightened and terrified, struggling constantly, but he looked like a fish caught upside down by a Dementor.

There is no point in struggling.

Neville, who was woken up by him, saw that Ron was also "killed", and his pale face was full of despair. Neville was so scared that he couldn't speak, and tears were rolling in his eyes.

"Help~"

He kept screaming.

But the sound was not enough to reach the castle - no professor came out to rescue them in the quiet castle. After all, it was late at night and most of the professors were already asleep.

Not everyone is being watched by professors all the time.

"I'm really dead, I'm really dead, damn it, why are there Dementors in Hogwarts, why doesn't anyone come to save us!" Ron was being led by the Dementors and was shaking continuously.

He felt dizzy and wanted to vomit. At this time, Ron also enjoyed the same treatment as Neville before. The Dementors held him and shook him constantly as if they wanted to shake something out of his body.

however.

Ron had even less stuff on him than Neville. After all, he was a famous poor guy. Apart from half a sandwich, the Dementors only shook out some random stuff.

Clearly these were not what the Dementors were looking for.

"No...no..."

The Dementor seemed more desperate than the two little wizards, but the two little wizards could not hear its emotions at all, and just kept crying in its hands.

But nevertheless.

The Dementors did not lean over to suck out the souls of humans as normal Dementors would do after capturing them. Instead, they lifted the two men up in the air with their rotten arms as if evaluating something.

"Toy... I need a toy... to replace me." Its body was trembling slightly, and it made indistinct whimpers under its hood, as if it was both afraid and expecting something.

have to say.

Compared to the beginning.

Ian's Dementor is definitely much more fluent when speaking now. It's understandable, after all, Dementors are always cornered when they are in the Room of Requirement.

It is not surprising that human language is becoming more and more fluent.

"It's torturing us! It's enjoying our despair!" Ron's teeth were chattering, and his breath turned into white mist. Neville's lips turned purple and he was trembling after hearing this.

“Could it be…that they have eaten all the people in the castle, and now it’s our turn?” His voice was tearful, and he couldn’t suppress his imagination.

Seems desperate and helpless.

Young wizards always have an inaccurate judgment of the strength of the professors at Hogwarts, and they do not understand that even a swarm of creatures like Dementors cannot actually capture Hogwarts.

And seeing that Neville had already started using his imagination.

Ron's imagination began to grow uncontrollably: "That must be it! It killed everyone! So now there is no one who can save us!"

"This is all the plan of Snape and those dark wizards. They want to leave us till the end and torture us slowly!" He twisted his body violently but could not break free from the Dementors' cold grip.

"Oooooh! Everyone is dead!"

Neville burst into tears.

"That must be it! Otherwise why wouldn't it be interested in us?!" Ron's voice was filled with despair, "It must be full and is saving it for us as a midnight snack!"

have to say.

Ron's imagination is indeed amazing.

"It would be better to eat our souls now!" Neville felt that he had had enough and wanted to die quickly and be free. He stopped struggling like a salted fish.

Under the influence of the Dementors, the chill seeps into their bones, their minds become dulled, as if they are frozen.

"I see I'm too young..." Neville's voice became weaker and weaker, and his eyes were blurred. Ron also felt his consciousness was blurring, and he had some hallucinations that he was about to die.

Just when the two thought they were about to ascend to heaven, the Dementor suddenly moved. It slowly turned its body, as if looking for something, and finally, its face locked in the shadows in the distance.

"coming……"

The Dementors were extremely nervous.

She led the two little wizards towards the defense line she sensed.

Ron and Neville, who were hanging upside down, also saw a scene in their eyes. They saw a dark shadow walking slowly towards them in the moonlight. He looked extremely cold and did not have any kind aura.

"Dark wizard!"

Ron yelled in horror, the adrenaline instantly sobering him up.

"Damn it!" Ron began to struggle again, "I get it! I get it! This Dementor is waiting for its master! We are going to become sacrifices for the Dark Arts experiment!"

His imagination is still very stable.

Neville was so scared that he looked like he had Parkinson's disease: "A dark wizard who even makes Dementors submit... How terrifying must that be... Wow, could it be that the You-Know-Who has been resurrected?"

I saw.

The black-robed figure was getting closer and closer, and his robes were rustling in the night wind. With every step the figure took, the Dementors trembled more violently, and desperately raised the two little wizards in their hands.

"really!"

This also made Ron more certain of his guess.

When the person in black robe walked in front of the Dementor and raised his head, the moonlight finally illuminated her appearance clearly - it was a woman with a skull face, and her white bones were vaguely visible under the black robe.

A deep flame danced in his eye sockets.

"Ahhh!"

Neville rolled his eyes and collapsed into the Dementor's hands.

"What's this!"

Ron's brain suddenly shut down and he struggled frantically, but the Dementor's hand held him tightly like an iron clamp, even pushing him and Neville forward.

"Play...play with them, no, not me." The Dementor begged for mercy to the black-robed skeleton in a hoarse and stuttering voice, and kept passing Ron and Neville to himself.

The black-robed skeleton came closer, staring at the two young wizards with its empty eye sockets. Ron's fear completely broke his last line of defense, and his eyes went dark, and he completely lost consciousness.

next second.

"Wow--"

Ron's pants finally got wet.

(End of this chapter)