Who let this Dementor into Hogwarts!

Chapter 185 "This is called the redistribution of magic!"

"But I don't detect any fear in you." Rupert looked at Cohen with interest.

Then he waved his wand, and the ropes on Tom and Jerry came alive like snakes, dragging them into the cellar under the stairs.

"You know about Dementors, so you're from a wizarding family, right?" Rupert brought his bald head, with its sparse hair, closer to Cohen, his eyes fixed on his pupils. "Aren't you afraid? I just killed someone with an Unforgivable Curse."

"Scared." Cohen nodded. "Don't kill me, please, please don't kill me. Don't use the Unforgivable Curse on me. My father will come to save me."

Rupert felt as if he was being made a fool - the boy spoke these words in a dry voice, as if he was "reluctantly" cooperating with the performance.

This little guy isn't scared at all.

"You're lying to me, aren't you?"

"I'm really scared, bastard! I'm shaking! Look!" Cohen turned on the high-frequency vibration mode and tried to prove it.

"Fuck it, I've never been looked down upon like this by a little brat!" Rupert's face turned grim, as if he saw those Silver Key colleagues who had humiliated him in Cohen.

"Say goodbye to your emotions!"

Rupert thrust his wand hard into Cohen's heart:
"Emotivox Haurire!"

……

"Is it because I'm shaking?" Cohen pretended to be dumb. "I'm not shaking now. Can you try again?"

"Emotivox Haurire!" Rupert stabbed again.

……

Cohen was unaffected.

"what happened……"

Rupert shook his wand in disbelief and embarrassment.
"Is the wand broken?"

He would rather suspect that the wand was broken than to suspect that it was the spell or Coin's fault.

"How about you fix your wand? Then we can chat before you kill me." Cohen said obediently, "What's your name? Bald uncle?"

"My name is Rupert Sharp—" Rupert answered while checking his wand, but after he finished answering, he suddenly realized that Cohen was the prisoner and he was the one who tried the prisoner.

"Wait, why should I answer you?" Rupert sternly refused to continue introducing himself.

He tried, and other spells like Levitation and Transfiguration worked fine—meaning there was nothing wrong with the wand.

There must be no problem with the spell, he just used it on Lewis.

Then the problem can only be that...

"My turn," Cohen said, tilting his head.

"My name is Cohen, Cohen Norton, or Cohen Burke, or 'the little Dementor born evil', or 'the evil dark magic experiment of Burke Manor'..."

Cohen introduced Rupert sincerely, and the rope that was originally tied around his body suddenly loosened and fell to the ground:

"You didn't recognize me at first sight. I thought all you crazy people from Silver Key would sleep with my picture."

"You are that—that—ahem—"

Rupert couldn't catch his breath, so he got a stitch in the side while trying to speak - it was the first time Cohen had seen someone choke on words.

This is another physiological miracle after water getting stuck in teeth and air choking the throat.

"Yeah, that's right. My name is Keke."

Cohen nodded and said:
"The spell you used on me just now was so new, I've never seen it before."

"Are you going to kill me..." Rupert asked the last question eagerly instead of chatting with Cohen.

"Maybe. Your soul is too strong." Cohen guessed, "And you're a murderer. I don't even need to pay any debt of conscience." "Then..."

Rupert slowly retreated to the wall, leaned against it, and slid down slowly—as if he had given up resisting—

But suddenly, his half-closed eyes suddenly opened, and he casually cast two swift spells - he wanted to take this opportunity of a sneak attack to quickly Apparate and escape.

The apparition has a flashing time of more than one second. If someone catches him at this time, that person will be taken to the destination together.

The distance between him and Cohen was very close, and he could not take any risks, so the safest option was to sneak attack Cohen and buy safe time to Apparate.

But he obviously overlooked a very important issue.

Normally, a sneak attack would force a person to choose between blocking or deflecting the spell with their wand, or dodging it, which would buy him some time - but Cohen took two of Rupert's Stunning Curses head-on.

If it was the Patronus Charm, Cohen might have to hide...

"Emotivox Haurire!"

Cohen cast the newly learned spell on Rupert - at least Cohen had learned the tone and gestures when Rupert cast the spell.

Cohen pulled the dim silver emotion out of Rupert. Rupert, who was about to flash away, seemed to have lost all his strength - without the emotion for a short time, the magic naturally could not succeed.

"How could you..." Rupert slid to the ground trembling all over.

"It's called the redistribution of magic."

Cohen ate the emotions he had sucked out. This spell seemed a bit useless to him - why use a wand for something that could be sucked out with his mouth?
However, this spell can extract emotions and store them in a bottle as snacks, so it doesn't seem so useless.

"Boring! Why don't you just stop resisting?" Cohen looked at the listless Rupert. "Usually, villains have to utter a few harsh words before dying."

"..."

"Oh, your emotions are almost gone." Cohen thought, "Now it seems that I am a bit like the villain."

"Then let's just skip the entanglement." Cohen concluded reluctantly, "You're such a novice! You don't even form a gang, and you conduct illegal experiments all by yourself—and your only helper is a clueless Muggle. Are you often bullied in Silver Key?"

"..."

Rupert felt as if he were getting emotional again, and he clenched his fists.

"Goodbye."

Cohen sucked his soul out of him.

[Goodwill +100]

[Note: You'd spend a whole day on a case that could be completed in ten minutes, right?]
"How do we say this according to human terms?" the old goat-headed voice sounded.

[I'm so bored] This sentence is snake language, and it sounds like a young female snake.

"Roar!" The lion roared meaninglessly.

The Chimera beast revealed itself, blocking the hallway, lying on the ground with all three heads looking at Cohen.

"It's kindness." The black goat-headed man said with satisfaction in the voice of an old man. "Child, I'm glad to see you."

"Roar!" The lion roared happily.

[You smell like another snake. Are you the poor snake monster that was looking for a wife and children thirteen years ago?]

The Horned Water Snake asked Cohen.

"You guys..." Cohen frowned.

"What's wrong?" Goat Head asked kindly.

"Where's your butt?" Cohen asked a question he'd always been curious about. "The head is a lion, the back is a sheep, and the tail is a snake. If the butt is at the tail, then does the snake have to endure..."

(End of this chapter)