Less than five minutes later, Umbridge's figure appeared in Sebastian's line of sight.
She walked proudly alone at the front, followed by Professor McGonagall and a large group of students.
Seeing the Working Soul at the school gate, Umbridge was slightly startled.
"Huh?"
"There's actually a gray-robed individual among the Dementor species, how rare; I was in too much of a hurry just now to notice."
Umbridge gently shook her head, and just as she was about to say something, a brilliant idea suddenly struck her.
She pointed at the Working Soul and shouted to the Hogwarts teachers and students with a mournful expression.
"Look at our poor employees, they were just dutifully tracking Black, but you not only showed no gratitude, you maliciously assaulted them."
"Look at this surviving warrior; it has been beaten until it's discolored!"
"Not only that, you even slandered them for attacking students, which is truly disheartening."
Seeing the Working Soul that Umbridge was pointing at, the students were initially curious where the gray-robed Dementor came from.
After all, the Working Soul's appearance had changed so much that the students truly couldn't recognize it.
At this moment, hearing Umbridge's shameless words, the students were immediately filled with righteous indignation and began to curse again.
"Nonsense! We only saw thugs, not warriors."
"Beaten until discolored? How can you have the nerve to say such a reason."
"There are still so many Black-robed Dementors here; go and beat one until it's discolored if you can."
Professor McGonagall said angrily, "It's not yet determined whether the Dementors broke into the stadium because they went mad or if they truly discovered Black's whereabouts."
"Don't jump to conclusions before the facts are clear."
Umbridge pouted, let out a soft snort, then walked forward, waved at the Working Soul, and asked loudly in an official tone.
"I am the Deputy Minister of the Ministry of Magic, here to investigate the specific reason for your entry into the Hogwarts campus."
"I want to know, did you enter the school because you discovered traces of Black's infiltration?"
Considering that Dementors do not speak human language, Umbridge thoughtfully provided an option: "If you agree with what I said, just nod."
After speaking, she didn't even look at the result, turning directly to Professor McGonagall with her signature fake smile, looking as if she had victory in her grasp.
As the Deputy Minister of the Ministry of Magic, she was very aware that Dementors possessed considerable intelligence.
Therefore, she was confident that this Dementor would understand her meaning and act according to her instructions.
So, in her mind, the Dementor had only one choice, and that was to nod.
She was too lazy to pay much attention to such an obvious outcome; she just wanted to see the Hogwarts teachers and students in a state of helpless rage.
Sure enough, Umbridge clearly saw that both Professor McGonagall and the students all showed surprised expressions.
Perfect!
As soon as the Dementor nodded, the nature of the matter would change.
She was about to become a hero of the Ministry of Magic, and Fudge would surely reward her handsomely upon her return.
Before she could gloat, the students' exclamations interrupted her fantasy.
"Look! This Dementor is shaking its head."
"Haha, the truth is out; they really broke into the campus to attack us because of a riot."
"Unexpectedly, Dementors look terrifying, but they are actually quite honest."
Umbridge's smile froze, and she instinctively turned back, finding that the Working Soul was indeed shaking its head like a rattle drum, just as the students had said.
This is impossible!
Did she not make herself clear just now?
Umbridge's face darkened, and in her sharp voice, she emphasized to the Working Soul word by word.
"I just asked if you entered the Hogwarts campus because you discovered traces of Black?"
"If that is the reason, you will receive commendation from the Ministry of Magic."
"Conversely, if you forcibly entered the campus and attacked students, then you will face severe punishment from the Ministry of Magic."
This time it was clear enough, right?
Idiot, hurry up and nod!
Umbridge gritted her teeth and stared at the Working Soul, wishing she could just reach out and press its head down.
To her surprise, the Working Soul shook its head even faster, and the students' jeers grew louder.
Damn it, imbecile!
If she could, Umbridge really wanted to kill this idiot who was making her lose face.
Considering her goal today, she could only bite the bullet and shout at the students.
"This Dementor has been beaten stupid by you; it can't understand my question at all now. I will ask the other Dementors."
What made Umbridge collapse was that after asking several Dementors in a row, all the answers were headshakes.
Professor McGonagall was also very surprised by the Dementors' reaction.
Dementors are actually so straightforward?!
It seems these disgusting creatures do have some good points.
Understanding this, she tentatively asked the Dementors.
"Did you enter the school because you couldn't suppress your instincts and thus rioted?"
Hearing this, the Dementors all nodded collectively.
"Yes, yes, yes!"
"We were starving crazy and wanted to enjoy a delicious feast."
Seeing this scene, the students, finding it amusing, spoke up one after another.
"You didn't find any trace of Black, did you?"
"You just purely wanted to attack us, to suck our happy emotions, and even to suck our souls?"
"That's right, that's right!"
"Everything you said is correct; we just want to attack you; we are just that brutal."
Professor McGonagall looked at Umbridge with a slight smile: "I believe the facts are already very clear."
"Do you agree, Deputy MinisterUmbridge?"
Umbridge trembled all over like a sieve with rage, her lips quivering, and her chest heaving violently.
It's over!
She messed things up; Fudge would definitely blame her when she got back.
These idiotic Dementors, always siding with outsiders, made her lose face big time.
Thinking of this, she furiously pulled out her wand and shouted through gritted teeth.
"Yes, I understand now. These damned creatures actually dared to violate Ministry of Magic regulations by trespassing on campus and attacking students."
"Simply unforgivable!"
"I will represent the Ministry of Magic and punish them."
"Expecto Patronum!"
Immediately, dazzling light burst from the tip of her wand, forming a silvery-white Persian cat that lunged towards the Dementors.
Seeing this scene, Professor McGonagall shook her head speechlessly.
This Umbridge, she can't keep her composure at all.
Her furious appearance immediately showed that she was taking personal revenge.
She's just brainless; didn't she consider the consequences of enraging the Dementors?
On the other side, the Working Soul, having received Sebastian's command, raised its arms and shouted.
"It's bad enough that the Ministry of Magic officials won't let us eat our fill, but they even want to beat us."
"I can't stand this anymore."
"My minions, attack! Let this fellow see how powerful we are!"
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