Dragon Roar Master at Hogwarts

Dementors are a kind of terrifying magical creatures. When they appear, they will constantly absorb the happiness, mana and even sunlight around them, making the environment cold and terrifying.

But the Jingtian Dragon Roar has an absolute effect. As long as this dragon roar is used, no matter how bad the surrounding weather is, the sky will immediately become clear.

No doubt even Dementor-influenced weather is no exception.

Even dementors themselves are a type of "bad weather".

"Cuckoo-"

The harsh and unpleasant sound sounded again, but this time if you listen carefully, you will find that the dementor's roar is full of painful emotions.

And whether they were the people who followed Dudley onto the rooftop or the prisoners who escaped from the door, they couldn't help but stop their actions and look at the sky in surprise.

After all, this is the first time Azkaban has seen bright sunshine in hundreds of years—or even longer!

When the dazzling sunlight pouring down fell on Dudley and the others, they felt a reassuring warmth.

But dementors, magical creatures born from the darkness, were obviously unable to adapt to their first sunbathing in their lives. They rolled around in pain around Dudley, desperately looking for a place to block the sun.

Dudley admired the pained look of the dementors, but made no further move - and to be honest, he didn't know how to completely kill these magical creatures that were between life and death.

After waiting for almost 5 minutes, the sky became slightly darker again, but even so, the current weather was not suitable for Dementor activities.

"Okay, all the dementors should have some understanding of my power, and we can start negotiating happily." Dudley said slowly and hoarsely: "Or do you want me to use the power just now? Magic?"

The dementors stayed a few meters away from Dudley and did not dare to move forward. Although they had no expression at all, Dudley could still feel that they seemed to be worried about them from the way they floated anxiously and their nervous cackling. Dudley felt fearful.

Of course, Dudley was actually just bluffing, and his Pure Sky Dragon Roar was still cooling down, but the Dementors undoubtedly didn't know this. They only knew that this mysterious strong man in front of them could expose them to the terrifying sunlight at any time. among.

"I'll make a long story short. The reason I showed my strength just now is to let you know the consequences of not cooperating with me - but I actually don't want to be your enemy." Dudley said loudly, his tone full of confidence: "Because I believe that you magical creatures are actually our natural allies as dark wizards!”

The dementors began to calm down a little, floating in the air and no longer moving, and seemed to be listening carefully to Dudley's speech.

"I know that you have long been tired of the never-ending guard duty here, and at the same time you can no longer stand the hunger day after day." Dudley continued: "I am afraid that the prisoners who were put into Azkaban are all There aren’t many happy memories to absorb.”

"But I'm different. I can give you a chance to have a good meal and get you out of this hellish place. Instead of treating you like a guard dog like the Ministry of Magic."

Then Dudley pointed to the collapsed door of Azkaban, and then pointed to the sun in the sky: "You should have seen that I have enough power to overturn this magical world - choose, my friends, yes Enjoy freedom and satiety in the new world I built, or continue to be an endless jailer in this rotten old world!"

The dementors started to make a noise and began to fly slowly around Dudley and the others.But Dudley was not worried about their response at all, because he already knew the answer to whether the Dementors would betray the Ministry of Magic.

"My new allies, I hope you can tell me the core of the anti-Apparition spell here." Dudley said confidently: "This will mark the official establishment of our alliance!"

A moment later, just as Dudley thought, several dementors began to fly to a watchtower on the rooftop, floating up and down around an ugly monster stone sculpture.

"Arianna."

"I understand." Ariana took a step forward, raised her wand and shouted, "Split into pieces!"

"boom!"

As the monster stone sculpture was shattered, Dudley could feel an invisible wave spreading to the entire island centered on it.

"Very good." Dudley nodded and looked at the prisoner who followed them to the rooftop. "We'll be able to try it out soon."

These escapees all looked at Dudley in awe. When they found Dudley turning towards them, they almost fell to their knees together as if they had agreed to do so.

"Is it you? Great master." A middle-aged man with unshaven beard looked at Dudley with fanatical eyes, "Have you finally come to save us loyal servants?"

Delphine didn't know when she had leaned next to Dudley and said in a small voice that only Dudley could hear: "He is Antonin Dolohov, one of the Death Eaters."

"Dolohov, I will never forget the people who followed me, no matter whether they still remember me or not." Dudley did not directly answer Dolohov's question, but even so, Dolohov's beast-like eyes A feverish excitement arose in Chuuya.

"But great master, why don't you let us see your appearance? And your voice is different from before." Dolokhov said doubtfully: "If I had recognized you, master just now, I would definitely-" "

"I have disappeared for such a long time. It is normal for changes to occur, but there are still some things that will not change." Dudley planned to imprint the concept that he was equal to Voldemort into Dolohov's mind before he had further questions. . "Delphine, get his left hand!"

"Yes!" Delphine walked up to Dolohov, roughly grabbed his left hand and half-draged him to Dudley's side. Dolohov had no intention of resisting, but just looked at him expectantly. Dudley.

"My master, do you want to--"

Delphine rolled up his left sleeve, revealing Dolohov's rough and ugly forearm and the bright red Dark Mark on it.

Dudley stretched out his bones-like fingers after transforming into a dragon priest, and pressed the Dark Mark on his hand - of course, Dolohov did not notice that the edge of his Dark Mark was touched by Delphine's thumb. Press and hold.

"Whoo-"

The Dark Mark on Dolohov's arm instantly turned black and made a sound like burning skin.But Dolokhov's rough face showed no pain at all, but instead showed excitement and joy.

"Oh!"

"Oh!"

"Oh!"

The subtle explosions of Apparition sounded frequently. Figures wearing robes and covering their faces appeared on the rooftop of Azkaban. They all looked at Dudley with suspicious eyes.

"Welcome, Death Eaters," Dudley said calmly, "Eleven years...Eleven years have passed since our last meeting. But you still responded to my call just like yesterday...that is to say, we are still united in Under the Dark Mark! Really?"