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"It's really annoying. Although I really want to come, I want to leave after I come."

After hearing Asker's words, Chris nodded thoughtfully and said, "This kind of feeling... Well, I can understand." Looking at Asker's disbelief, he spread his hands, and said helplessly and depressedly: "I remember that my boss's evaluation of this matter at that time was... a bitch is just pretentious."

"Why do I think this sentence sounds familiar?"

Aske scratched his hair, and he felt that he had heard this sentence somewhere. The sentence gave him a very strange feeling, just like an acquaintance said it to him while chatting.

"Who knows, if you have the chance, you can ask my boss. Although it is a bit too mysterious and has a bad personality, he can really be said to be omniscient. No matter what the question is, he can always give you the answer you want."

Chris took out a monocular-like thing from his pocket. After elongation, it was indeed an old-fashioned telescope. The captain of the Age of Discovery often took this thing, and it could basically be listed as standard for the captains with pipes, muskets, and short knives.

“They are here.”

A sentence from Chris made the atmosphere on the boat tense because it was Christmas and because it was Azkaban, the "they" that Chris called was obviously not the same as Ask and others.

They are dementors.

A creature, wearing a cloak, has its whole body as if it had been soaked in water, with scabbed palms, and rotten. Wherever this thing passes, it will be sucked away happiness, reminding you of the most terrible thing, and under his hood, there is a hole in the place where it should have opened its mouth, which can suck human souls away. Dementors are blind, and can only distinguish others by smell and emotion. Because of this Sirius Black, he transformed into a big black dog that night, and the emotions of animals are very chaotic and can be hidden from Dementors.

"This thing really works?"

Take out the authorization letter from his pocket, Asker looked at the text, signature and seal with some doubt, "I don't care if the dementors are illiterate. The key is how do they know what is written on it? Are they not blind?"

"Oh, you'll know the answer to this question in a while."

Chris said without looking back. He stood at the bow of the boat, and he never put down the telescope from beginning to end. He didn't know what he was looking at. He wouldn't have many dementors in the sky.

Aske sat on the board with his legs crossed, looking at the visiting authorization in his hand over and over again. He didn't think there was anything wrong with this thing, because he had seen genuine official documents, and the seal and signature were exactly the same as those on this piece of paper. Dias, who was driving the boat, might be the most nervous person, and he didn't know how much benefit Chris gave him to make this person who wanted money and lives so desperate.

When approaching the periphery, the dementors patrolling nearby flew towards the boat in groups of three or five, and the distance was getting closer and closer, fifty meters, forty meters, thirty meters, twenty meters, ten meters... Even at night, even if the sky was extremely dark, as long as they were not wooden people, they would probably feel the fear and danger brought by the dementors.

When you face the sword-holding gangsters, you may still have the courage to resist, but if you are facing dementors, I'm sorry, there are no brave people in front of them, and you can only hold on for a few seconds or surrender for dozens of seconds.

Ask stood up and almost fell down, not because of his weak feet or fear. If you tripped by a strong man who suddenly lay in front of you while you were about to walk, you might fall hard.

"Damn it! What are you doing!"

Ask, who was a little angry, knelt on the boat board, hugged his head with his hands, and his butt was sticking high like an ostrich in the desert, and he couldn't get angry. He kicked Dias's butt angrily and funny, and Ask shouted to Kris, "Hey, what should we do?"

"wait!"

Chris's voice trembled a little. Facing the crowd of dementors, he was also unsure at this time. However, even if the boss with a bad personality cheated him many times, he would continue to cheat in the future, but he would never joke about his life. Thinking of something about the boss I heard before, if there was no bragging element, I'm afraid...

The dementors had approached only five meters, and they were like a tide of death, one after another, and it turned out that the sea of ​​anger was quiet, and the boat where Ask and the others were were like toys in front of them.

Aske stood up, holding the authorization letter in his left hand, and a silver light condensed at the tip of his index finger in his right hand, exuding a faint warm and calm atmosphere. With him as the center, the dementor brought a lot of depression and tension brought by the dementor was dispelled a lot.

"Don't do it first."

At this time, Chris's hand huddled in his sleeve was also holding a wand, and his forehead was covered with sweat. He was still insisting and waiting, waiting for a change, such as the dementor suddenly turned around and left, or pretending that he didn't see them.

Five meters is already a very dangerous distance. At the beginning, these dementors still maintained a little rationality, but when they smelled the abundant emotions of the three people on the boat, the purity and weight of these positive emotions are much higher than those prisoners who have been exploited for decades. The greed and plundering nature hidden deep in the essence of the dementors made them unable to help but want to attack.

However, the dementor who was closest to Ask and others suddenly stopped moving. The dementor behind did not feel it, and continued to move forward, and then stopped. In this way, the dementor formed a five-meter-radius encirclement around the boat, but he did not respond for a long time.

"Stopped?"

Asker looked at Chris with some surprise, but he felt relieved when he saw Chris, and suddenly had a very bad guess in his heart. Before he could continue to speculate, the dementors suddenly retreated and rushed to escape from the boat, just like the boat was the mouth of a giant beast full of sharp teeth.

“What’s going on?”

Chris seemed to have just come back to his senses and said blankly: "They... are they leaving?"

"Is this authorization letter of authorization useless to dementors?" Aske shook the paper in his hand, "It's you or something on you who let those dementors escape!"

"I don't know." Chris pressed his forehead with a headache, his hair was wet with sweat and pressed against his scalp, looking very anxious. "He just told me not to do anything, and the dementor would leave by himself."

"Why?" Asker asked, "How can he guarantee that the dementors won't attack us? Could it be that he raised the dementors?"

Chris shook his head, his expression a little weird: "Well, these dementors were not raised by him, but they still have something to do with him."

"What's the relationship?"

"There were more dementors here in the past, about one third more than now. Then one day, the boss passed by and was attacked by the dementor..." Chris wiped the sweat on his head and nodded heavily at Asker, who looked incredible, "That's right, just like you thought, that time the boss killed all the dementors who messed with him!"

Aske was speechless. After a long time, he said, "Does your boss lack a grandson? I sincerely ask for a grandfather."

Chris: "…"
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