Who let this Dementor into Hogwarts!

Chapter 461 Dementors are indeed very dangerous
"Ah!" A timid student shrank back behind the others.

"Then...then will you eat our happiness?" another younger student asked, mustering his courage.

“I’m going to put you in solitary confinement because of bullying a fifth-year student from Gryffindor,” Cohen said matter-of-factly.

"But we didn't bully any fifth-grade students!" one of the bolder students said angrily.

"Besides, we can't bully fifth-graders!"

“Who said that? You guys were violent towards me,” Cohen said. “I was really hurt after hearing what you said. My dad even let you guys play Dungeons & Dragons, and this is how you treat me… tsk tsk tsk…”

They just stand on their moral high ground and point fingers at them!

“Yes, I’m sorry…” They lowered their heads, the pangs of moral guilt making them forget that they were talking about the “Cohen killing more than three hundred people” incident.

"If we apologize... can we not be put in solitary confinement?" a student asked hopefully.

“No,” Cohen said sternly. “People like you need some punishment to change. Today you need to copy some papers. Come to the entrance of the Gryffindor common room this afternoon. I will give you some papers, and you need to copy them three times—”

“I told you he wouldn’t be upset about this at all,” Ron’s exasperated voice came from behind Cohen. “Hermione, look…”

“I’ll lighten your load a bit; now you only need to copy it twice,” Cohen continued.

"Hey, no, no—" Ron rushed over to stop him.

When Cohen suddenly changed his punishment from copying the text three times to copying it twice, Ron's clever mind, which only became sharp when he was being lazy and copying homework, immediately realized that it was actually his, Cohen's, and Harry's homework.

"The train arrived in the morning, why did you only come after lunch?" Cohen asked.

“Because of Harry,” Hermione said, still somewhat worried. “But we’re more concerned about the news in the newspapers…about you. I think we can refute that argument: you certainly didn’t kill three hundred people when you were born—”

“And you’re not evil at all,” Harry said firmly. “Don’t be upset about this. We’ll help you deal with these stupid news stories.”

“But Ron said you’re not going to be down at all.” Hermione glared at Ron fiercely.

“But I’m telling the truth…” Ron said, shrugging.

“Actually…” Cohen pursed his lips, “Your first point of doubt is wrong. When I was one year old, I did kill more than three hundred people, and there were more than a dozen Aurors as witnesses.”

"What?!"×3
“But, but how could you—I mean…” Harry said, dumbfounded.

“If so many people have died—why isn’t it reported in the newspapers?” Hermione said incredulously. “And…”

"You're kidding!" Ron's mouth gaped open, and he seemed to freeze in place.

“Want me to tell you what happened? Actually, I still have a little bit of memory of that time, you know, it was when we first crawled out of the experimental jar…” Cohen said with great interest. “Wait—” Hermione whispered, “Don’t say it here!”

She looked around. Although there was no one around them, a group of students were walking towards the lake in the distance.

"Let's go to Hagrid's."
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Hagrid's house wasn't very soundproof, but most people were unwilling to go near the half-giant's house, even though they knew in their hearts that Hagrid was actually a very honest and kind person who wouldn't turn the students into fried skewers.

"If you ask me, these newspapers just love to destroy other people's lives."

Hagrid said angrily, and poured each of them a full cup of strong tea.
“Cohen, don’t worry about that. Professor Dumbledore won’t kick you out of Hogwarts because of such stupid rumors. If any student dares to spread rumors that you’re a psychopathic killer—I’ll make him go and scoop out the venom sacs from dead Lobabes.” (Lobabes are a type of aquatic worm with a nozzle)
“Emmm…” Cohen hummed a few times.

“Actually, we came here to hear Cohen talk about what happened when he was a child…” Harry said cautiously.

"Oh—" Hagrid said belatedly, "I see..."

“So Cohen, you really were…” Hermione’s expression was somewhat reluctant.

“You can’t expect a newborn baby to smell the food near their mouth and not take a bite, can you?” Cohen said.

“Those people at Burke Manor are rotten,” Hagrid comforted him. “It’s not your fault, Cohen, they got what they deserved…”

“You said those Aurors were witnesses…” Harry asked.

“They tried to kill me, but they failed,” Cohen said. “Then they brought in Dumbledore, hoping he could come up with a solution.”

“I bet Professor Dumbledore wouldn’t do anything cruel to a child,” Hagrid said, showing his deep trust in Dumbledore.

“Of course we know that, Hagrid,” Hermione said. “Otherwise, Cohen wouldn’t be sitting in front of us…”

“Dumbledore refused, and then arranged for Rose and Edward to adopt me,” Cohen said. “The Ministry of Magic also blocked the news at the time to prevent the public from panicking because of it.”

"Now they're not afraid of public panic anymore?" Harry said maliciously. "Anyone who didn't know better would think they'd been controlled by Voldemort."

“The minister at the time was Millison Barnold, I remember…” Hagrid recalled. “Back then, the Mysterio had just fallen, everyone was celebrating, nobody cared about the secrecy laws, and she said, ‘I defend our inalienable right to celebrate.’”

"And then those wizards who were so overjoyed that they dragged Muggles into their celebrations went unpunished," Hermione mused. "I read in the books that she was the most popular Minister of Magic of the century—she was someone who took care of public sentiment and knew that in a time when everyone was still excited about the defeat of the Voidman, she couldn't suddenly cause another panic over something unnecessary."

“And she was also very close to Dumbledore,” Hagrid said. “Alas, it’s a pity she retired because of her age, and she even planned to make Dumbledore the next minister, but Dumbledore said he planned to die in Hogwarts, so Fudge was the last one to be chosen.”

"So the Ministry of Magic now thinks it can cause panic?" Harry said.

"This report is clearly trying to turn the finger at me. Either I cooperate with the Ministry of Magic and help them deal with the Dementors, or I will become the evil, uncontrollable dark magic test subject that poses a great threat to the wizarding world."

(End of this chapter)