Chapter 145: Sirius' request
Below, the students looked at Iger with shame.
Have you considered how Peter Pettigrew feels?
Although Iger may not care about the other party's feelings.
The appearance of the Dementor has had a huge impact on the young wizards in the East, and the young wizards have no good feelings towards this soul-sucking creature.
"What's the magic spell to resist him?" Yao Minqi asked softly as she squinted at the Dementor behind Iger.
"God Guard." Iger turned his head and replied: "Request is the happiest thing in my heart."
"This is difficult." Yao Minqi muttered thoughtfully.
"Of course it's difficult, otherwise it wouldn't even be possible for many adult wizards to do it." Sirius laughed: "In Azkaban, the British magic prison, there are hundreds of these creatures, a whole group, that is A hellish place."
"Not necessarily..." Iger spread his hands: "If **** is full of devils, maybe Azkaban is heaven..."
Little face Sirius grinned, what the **** you said makes sense...
Think about it, a group of beings like the Iger gather together, Azkaban might be a paradise...
"Actually, I'm curious..." You Mengyu looked at Iger on the stage: "As you said... can he only **** people's happiness and soul?"
"Yeah, what's the problem?" Iger nodded.
"No, I don't think you understand what I mean." Youmengyu paused and said softly, "I mean... can he inhale something else?"
Iger was stunned when he heard the words, what the hell, do you have such a big brain hole?
By the way, why didn't I think of that?
Behind Iger, the Dementor fluttered and wanted to escape, but he felt his head being pinched by a slender hand.
Dementor: "..."
Mud play Kai! mmp!
"I think your idea is very interesting, how about we try it?" Iger grinned.
Very interesting idea.
"Can you absorb some other emotions?" Iger turned his head and looked at the dementors behind him.
The Dementor shook his head frantically.
"Then let's change the way of communication..." Iger laughed dangerously: "If you don't smoke, you will die!"
The Dementor thought for a while, and suddenly felt that it would be nice to change the taste once in a while...
The gestures were expressing something, and the Dementor, who was more than two meters tall, bent over flatteringly.
"Suck what?" Iger barely understood what he meant.
Get some white powder?
Forget it, it's dangerous...
He took out a bottle of Fire Whiskey and handed it to the Dementor: "Let's try this first..."
A group of little wizards in the audience looked at the Dementors eagerly.
The Dementor held the wine bottle and fell into contemplation, not drinking or not drinking for a while.
Damn it, if you fight, you will die if you don't drink it, but if you drink it...you might survive.
Thinking of this, the Dementor cocked its neck and gulps down the entire bottle of Fire Whiskey.
Needles could be heard in the room for a while, and everyone looked at the Dementor curiously, wanting to see what would happen to him.
After a bottle of wine, the Dementor floated behind Iger in a daze.
"How do you feel?" Iger raised his eyebrows.
"Hiccup" A strange hiccup sounded, and the Dementor felt a little dazed by Iger next to him.
As a strong sense of dizziness appeared, the Dementor's figure swayed in mid-air crookedly.
He suddenly felt that his life was so suffocating, that every day he was beaten to death by such a little boy, and the dementor was embarrassed by a real chicken.
Thinking of this, this Dementor suddenly had an epiphany.
No, I have to resist!
He decided to look good on this boy!
Thinking of this, the Dementor suddenly rushed towards Iger.
A bang sounded, and Iger pinched his chin and looked at the dementor he was stepping on with some doubts: "Did this guy drink too much?"
Sirius stared at the dementor under Iger's feet strangely, and was at a loss for words for a while.
So, is this overdone?
The wine is strong and cowardly?
Doesn't it mean that this thing can only **** happiness?
With the appearance of the dementor drinking a whole bottle of fire whiskey, the terrifying eyes of a group of students who looked at the dementor gradually became different. What a fun toy in general.
"I have cigarettes here!" Sirius immediately pulled out a box of cigarettes from the cabinet and handed them over.
After lighting the cigarette, Iger took two sips, and then inserted the cigarette into the hole under the dementor's mask.
"Take a sip!" Iger's voice appeared in the dementor's underdeveloped brain like a demonic sound, and the dementor suddenly shuddered and woke up.
After thinking about what he had just done, the Dementor covered his head in horror.
What the **** did I do?
Damn, fortunately, none of this little ancestor rose up to kill himself.
"I'll let you take a sip!" Iger slapped the dementor's head impatiently, and a crisp sound knocked the dementor back to his senses.
Feeling such an insulting slap from Iger, the Dementor couldn't help holding the big hand covered with black scabs.
Inhale it!
The dementor immediately grabbed the filter of the cigarette with the strangely shaped hole under the mask, and took a deep breath.
One of the characteristics of creatures like dementors is their semi-spiritual physical characteristics, which allow them to fly in the air like black broken plastic bags.
Taking a deep breath of the cigarette, the Dementor suddenly felt that the already light body became lighter.
It seems to be able to rise with the wind, soaring up to 90,000 miles like a fairy.
In just one bite, he fell in love with the elongated stick object.
"It seems... it doesn't seem to be much different from what we humans feel when we smoke. Does this thing have lungs?" Sirius looked at the Dementor curiously.
Although he didn't want to admit it, but for a class that let the students know about this dangerous creature, I don't know why the painting style began to gradually deviate in a strange direction due to a question from the oriental girl. The unstoppable speed...
"No!" Iger affirmed with oath: "I reached out and touched it, the whole arm can be stuffed through his strange hole, but there is nothing in it, just like a simple black sack with no internal organs. "
Look, does this speak human words? A group of students watched Iger silently.
The Dementor took a big mouthful of his cigarette, and Iger also felt a little toothache.
Iger felt that he had used the wrong test product. How could a good dementor start smoking and drinking?
Do you still want to get a scald next?
Yu Deshunqian strange?
The students looked at the Dementor behind Iger with increasingly strange eyes, and suddenly a small hand was raised.
"That..." Neville looked at Iger timidly: "I want to know, what state would it be if it absorbed other emotions?"
"That's a good question!" Iger nodded, holding the Dementor's head again in a realistic and serious manner.
Dementor: "???"
"Why don't you try it the other way around?" Sirius added fire.
"You can **** happiness... Then can you turn it around and **** some negative emotions from humans?" Iger squeezed his chin and looked at the Dementor. If you dare to shake your head, I will turn your head off.
The Dementor nodded quickly.
Even if you can't do it, do it!
Feeling the atmosphere in the class, the Dementor took a small sip, and in an instant, the room was as warm as spring.
Iger looked at the Dementor in amazement, and he really did it!
The eyes of the students in the class suddenly lit up, and they were chatting excitedly and talking about something. For a time, the students who had been a little depressed because of the recent weather suddenly brightened up, and all of them showed an uncontrollable expression on their faces. Happy emotions talk to each other about their own feelings, even You Mengyu, who has never liked Ron very much, is talking to him happily.
At the same time, Iger noticed that a white Daozi suddenly appeared on the originally dark Dementor, not the gloomy pale white, but a clear white that looked very clear.
Iger was immediately interested.
Dementors even change their colors because of what they eat?
Iger could probably imagine what the dementor had just absorbed. It should be some negative emotions similar to fear and despair. The original negative emotions on the students disappeared with the dementor, so the students They will become lively and active in an instant.
To put it bluntly, isn't this a ready-made stimulant?
Thinking of this, Iger's eyes towards the Dementor suddenly became eager.
Let's make the world full of love together!
Iger thought so.
"Miss Yao..." Sirius smiled happily: "Are you free at night? Why don't we go to Hogsmeade for a drink?"
"Okay." Yao Minqi giggled and didn't feel anything wrong.
Hermione's eyes lingered on Iger intoxicated, and every look was full of affection.
Iger had a headache when he saw the students and teachers whose IQs dropped in an instant. Once the negative emotions disappeared, everyone started to indulge. He would blurt out the things he didn’t dare to think or do on weekdays. Wei is yelling that she likes a little girl named Luna.
Iger can already think of Neville's expression after people have calmed down for a while.
He probably won't be out of the tower this year...
"I'll be honest with you, since the first time I saw you, I've been..." Sirius was talking, and then his eyes that looked a little stupid gradually became smart, and his face suddenly froze awkwardly.
"It's the first time you saw me... so what?" Yao Minqi looked at Sirius with a smirk, and as her emotions gradually recovered, her face suddenly turned red.
Na Na silently glanced at Sirius, Yao Minqi blushed and hid behind the desk.
"God... what did I just do?" Neville turned pale and turned to look at Dean, "Do you remember what I just said?"
"You mean you like Luna?" Dean asked.
Neville: "..."
Worried old man.
Not far away, Harry was looking at Dean with bad eyes, because after Neville finished speaking, Dean laughed and said that he liked Ginny.
"It feels... It's a bit like a mixture of Veritaserum, Ecstasy and Fuling. It will make people happy and reduce IQ..." Iger pinched his chin and looked at the dementor with a white stripe on his body: "Use It can also be dangerous if done in the wrong way.”
"I think if anyone dares to confess, they can borrow a Dementor from Iger." Sirius haha disappeared, as if he was not the one who had just stood on the podium to make an appointment with the girl.
A good Defense Against the Dark Arts class just passed by in such a mess. After the get out of class, Sirius stopped Iger.
"About Miss Yao?" Iger raised his eyelids.
Sirius looked embarrassed: "How do you..."
"Yeah, how do I know everything..." Iger grinned: "Do you have any ideas about her?"
"Uh... I have some good feelings, I have some ideas. After all, I am already in my thirties." Sirius muttered a little embarrassedly: "And she is only in her twenties."
"Do you like her?" Iger raised his eyebrows.
"I just feel okay, I want to make an appointment to have a meal." Sirius continued to mutter.
"You like her?" Iger repeated again.
"After all, I never thought of getting married before, so people might think I'm a prostitute or something." Sirius replied nonchalantly.
"Do you like her?" Iger was expressionless.
"..." Sirius looked embarrassed, and then shouted angrily: "Yeah, I **** like her, well, you win..."
"So...our British women can't satisfy your appetite?" Iger looked puzzled.
"It has nothing to do with her being a woman in that country, it's just how she makes me feel... I think it's pretty good." Sirius spread his hands.
"Yeah, it's a bit like Hermione and Lily, which will inevitably attract people." Iger nodded.
Sirius glanced at Iger suspiciously, always feeling that he meant something.
"So you...can you help me?" Sirius hesitated.
"How can I help you? You are Sirius, please..." Iger frowned: "You still use me to help? I heard that there were many women around you when you were young..."
"Uh... I used to... always been chased..." Sirius said hesitantly.
Iger turned and left with a blank expression.
If you go to Nima, I won't play with you anymore.
You are showing off, you bitch!
"Hey, hey..." Sirius quickly grabbed Iger: "You must help me, after all, you are fairly familiar with her."
"Yeah I made her pee her pants, I will definitely help you..." Iger teased.
"You can't help me Iger..." Sirius felt a little embarrassed: "I really haven't taken the initiative to chase a girl... I'm still a girl so much younger than me."
Iger pouted: "Sure, I'll help you."
"Really?" Sirius' eyes suddenly lit up.
"Really." Iger nodded.
"Why did you suddenly change your mind?" Sirius asked with a smile on his face.
"Because you talk about Harry's father every day, and those who don't know think you're gay..." Iger rolled his eyes: "For Harry's physical and mental health... Thank goodness you finally have a woman you're interested in..."
Sirius:"……"
Although Iger agreed that Sirius was very happy, why did he always feel like he wanted to hit someone?