i sold arms at hogwarts

Using five dementors, it took two days, and after constant experiments, Remy finally... gave up.

He couldn't get it out. No matter how he put together the three previous conditions, he couldn't get another dementor with the newlywed limited edition skin.

But it's not all nothing. At least I know that the importance of the magic crystal is not as high as initially guessed. The most important reason for the evolution of the soul bomb must be the change in its own inner emotions.

This change is nearly impossible to replicate.

A new bride-dementor cannot be made. The previous plan to create a zombie bride through research on dementors has now been over-fulfilled by mistake. Remy, who is extremely bored, can only stay in the prison of Azkaban. Quietly waiting for the day when he is released from prison.

Fortunately, he didn't have to wait too long on this day. He didn't even wait for a few hours before someone opened the cell door.

As soon as the cell door opened, Dumbledore, Nico Flamel, and Minister Fudge who came to get him were all dumbfounded.

I saw Remy lying comfortably on a rocking chair. Next to the rocking chair was a high table filled with fruits and juice, and a bottle with a bouquet of white roses.

A masked lady dressed in a wedding dress stood behind the rocking chair and rubbed Remy's shoulders. Next to her, two dementors were fanning Remy with two large fans.

It was even more exaggerated in the corner, where three dementors were clumsily playing guitar, drums and harp.

There are strange white symbols on the black hood covering the face of each dementor. If they have learned Chinese, they can understand it. Their faces are written: one, two, three, four, and five.

Seeing this scene, not to mention Dumbledore and Fudge, even Nico Flamel couldn't help but twitch the corners of his eyes.

You are not in jail. You are obviously on vacation, right?

Minister Fudge's face was livid, and he yelled: "Who allowed you to give him fruit?!"

Dumbledore glanced at Fudge and thought, is this the point?Shouldn't the point be why there is an inexplicable creature in the prison?

With his eyesight, he could tell that the soul bomb was not human the first time he saw it, but because he had never seen it before, he didn't know what kind of monster it was.

"Oh, why are you making such a fuss, why don't you let us have a good rest? Hunyi, go and bring the fruit plate to that little fat man, let's see how greedy he is." Remy said.

In the eyes of the three people with different expressions, they saw the Dementor behind Remy bowing respectfully, then put down his fan and picked up the fruit plate and floated it towards the three people.

Seeing the Dementor floating over, Fudge was frightened and took a step back, but he quickly reacted and quickly returned to his original position.

"Okay, you can go out. This prisoner can be released. Nothing will happen without you." Fudge said.

However, the Dementors ignored him, turned around and floated to Remy's side, picked up the fan and returned to the original position to continue fanning Remy.

Fudge's face turned dark instantly.

"Are you really going to rebel? Didn't you hear what I said? I, the Minister of Magic, now order you all to get out!!!" Fudge roared.

However, let alone a dementor, no one even paid attention to him.

"Remy." Dumbledore pushed up his glasses and walked into the cell: "Who is this behind you?"

"How is the newly recruited Azkaban maid? Is she okay?" Remy said.

Dumbledore nodded: "It is indeed beautiful, but... what kind of magical creature is it?"

"Dementors."

"Dementors?"

"Yes, mutant dementors."

Mutated dementors?

Dumbledore was stunned for a moment, and suddenly remembered what Remy had told him before about creating a zombie bride by studying dementors.

Has it really been researched? ? ?

It's only been a few days?

You are too fast!

"Look, let me just say that Remy has the power to change the world, right?"

Nico Flamel walked forward with a smile and looked at the soul bomb, nodding from time to time. He didn't know whether he saw something or was very satisfied with the appearance of the soul bomb.

Taking this opportunity, Remy hurriedly put forward his idea: "Teacher, I want to take it with me, is that okay?"

"no!"

Before Nico Flamel could speak, Minister Fudge refused.

"Trespassing to Azkaban is a felony among serious crimes! Even if she didn't do anything bad, she will be locked up in Azkaban forever!"

"Are you out of your mind? It's..."

"Remy."

Nico Flamel interrupted Remy's words, and then looked at Minister Fudge: "Minister Fudge, a conviction requires evidence. Do you have any evidence to prove that this lady broke in from the outside?"

"Isn't it evidence that she is not a prisoner in Azkaban but is here?" Fudge asked.

"Of course not." Nico Flamel smiled: "My disciple's attainments in alchemy have surpassed mine to reach an unprecedented height, and he does not need a magic wand to use alchemy. This lady is the one he photographed based on What the spirit monster created was not something that broke in from the outside.”

"That's not possible! In Azkaban..."

"I know that casting spells is not allowed in Azkaban, but this prohibition requires the dementors to strictly monitor the prisoners."

Nico Flamel interrupted Fudge again.

"Now that Remy still has the ability to cast spells, the responsibility does not lie with him, but with the Dementors. If you must punish them, you should also punish the Dementors... Well, by the way, you can also pursue their responsibility for giving Remy the fruit plate. .”

After hearing Nico Flamel's words, especially hearing the fruit plate, Minister Fudge's face suddenly turned black.

Remy, on the other hand, looked surprised. He didn't understand how Nico Flamel suddenly became as sharp-tongued and able to exploit legal loopholes like him.

As a good student, of course he had to ask questions, and Nico Flamel quickly told Remy the answer.

"I just learned it from your father recently."

"My father? Could it be that the Ministry of Magic arrested my father and brought him to the wizarding world because of me?"

"The word "catch" is not quite accurate. I just want to come over."

Nico Flamel said with a smile.

"Your father really opened Dumbledore's and me's eyes. He talked alone with all the jurors in the Wizengamot. Not only did he silence them, but in the end he turned against the judge who presided over the trial in the Wizengamot. Secretary Fudge brought charges that forced Secretary Fudge to declare a temporary recess."

Minister Fudge's face suddenly turned darker.

"After the trial was temporarily adjourned, your father asked me for five thousand galleons, saying he was going to bribe the jurors, and finally gave me nearly four thousand galleons. In the afternoon, the trial continued, and in just one hour, the decision to incriminate was passed with a high vote. Even Minister Fudge voted in favor of the decision to release you from prison - on the condition that you overpay the Ministry of Magic and Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry's losses. He seems to have reached some kind of cooperation with your father in private... Your father is really amazing!" Nico Flamel praised.

Glancing at Fudge, who was already embarrassed and turned to look outside the door, Remy smiled proudly.

"Of course. My father graduated from Oxford Law School and later went to London to study economics. After working, he has been dealing with politicians. Bribery is as easy as eating and drinking for him!"