I, the leader of the esoteric sect, am doing great things in the infinite world!

[Current spell nature: Lamp.]

[Can be converted into the corresponding secret technique.]

[Number of conversions: 1]

Curious about what secret techniques the Dementors could grant him, Li Lin immediately chose to transform.

A secret card with a gold background quickly appeared on the dark green table. When Li Lin stared at it, the edges of the card rippled with a soft light, like the finest silk.

[Third-Tier Secret Technique: Soul Astral Projection]

[Rank: Remnant]

[Sexual Form: Lamp]

The soul wavers, the body bows, and the spirit soars to higher realms, light seeping through the pupils. The higher one ascends, the more one sees.

【"Imperio"】

There are no safety limits on the number of uses. The system kindly reminds Li Lin that the spells in this world have their own special characteristics. They are linked to the user's magic power, mentality, bloodline, and emotions. If the user is in a good state, it is not a problem to use them more than ten times. Naturally, the secret techniques that have been transformed also have this characteristic.

In other words, some of the secret techniques derived from the spells in the Harry Potter world can be used an unlimited number of times without worrying about their expiration date.

In particular, the three Unforgivable Curses in the Harry Potter world place more emphasis on the wizard's emotions than on magical power... and as everyone knows, manipulating emotions is a piece of cake for Li Lin.

Not only their own, but also others'... for example, the group of wizard prisoners in Azkaban who are now grieving as if they have lost their parents.

Having eaten and drunk their fill, the Dementors finally retreated from Li Lin's side in fear and dispersed. They gradually drifted to the next level, and as they left completely, the wizard prisoners who were not yet dead began to mutter curses.

"Okay, brothers, all eyes on me." Li Lin stretched his arms out over the railing. "I have an announcement to make: now, who still objects to the fact that I am Merlin's direct disciple?"

The entire place fell silent for a moment. Some of the wizard prisoners were so astonished that they rushed to the railings and stared at the radiant Li Lin.

They just saw it; almost all the Dementors surrounded Li Lin, and now he's not only alive, but he's also jumping around like crazy... This is truly bizarre.

"Damn it, even if you said you were Merlin's disciple, or even Merlin's grandfather, I wouldn't object..." the cellmate across the hall said weakly. "And who is Artoria—why do those black-robed figures come over as soon as you call that name?"

“Fool, Sirius…you’re still as stupid as ever—” The woman lying on the ground diagonally opposite him hissed with laughter, her voice hoarse, “That wasn’t some damned magic at all, he just attracted those black-robed figures by shouting—”

Before Sirius could retort, Li Lin sneered, cleared his throat again, and stood by the iron railing.

"Looks like some people don't believe in my magic? Let's do it again, Artoria, dinner's ready!"

"What the hell!"

"No!"

"No, please stop!"

"I believe it! I believe it! I believe it!"

The wizard prisoners who were still alive in the entire cell began to shout and beg Li Lin to stop his supernatural powers.

Even Sirius Black cried out in panic, "Stop! Stop! I believe that's magic!"

Even more alarming, a chilling aura emanated from below once more... It seemed that Li Lin's call had successfully attracted new Dementors.

"Damn it, shut up that crazy woman Bella!" Unable to deal with Li Lin, the wizard prisoners had to deal with another troublesome factor. Fortunately, the woman called Bella was already quite weak and could not do anything except lie on the ground muttering to herself.

The Dementor floated over again, and all the prisoners quickly covered their heads with their hands and hid in the corner.

Sirius, before crouching in the corner, gestured to Li Lin, signaling him to hide.

Sirius Black believed that Li Lin's boundless energy was nothing but a facade, and that even with a wealth of happy memories, it couldn't withstand the relentless onslaught of the Dementors.

When the Dementor arrived in front of Li Lin's cell, everyone present crouched down with their heads in their hands in defense, except for Li Lin, who was still glaring at it. Naturally, the Dementor wouldn't let go of such a self-inflicted sweet treat.

"Quickly, squat down!" Sirius Black secretly peeked out from the gap in his sleeve, signaling Li Lin not to be stubborn.

Upon hearing this, Li Lin's eyes widened, and he immediately roared at the Dementors, "This is Azkaban, you're the ones who should get lost!"

Dementors are non-existent beings, which means they transcend the boundaries of life and death, and it is difficult to determine whether they have emotions and intelligence similar to humans. However, today, everyone in Azkaban who is imprisoned has witnessed one thing: even Dementors can feel fear.

They scattered as if trying to escape, as if Li Lin were not a prisoner, but rather the king of the Dementors.

"Merlin's beard..." Sirius stared blankly, muttering to himself.

Then he saw Li Lin reach out and grab a small, young Dementor. It tried desperately to break free from Li Lin's grasp, but Li Lin held it tightly and it couldn't escape.

Upon seeing that one of their companions had been captured, the remaining Dementors scattered in all directions.

Dementors have grayish-white skin, and adult Dementors have spots on their skin. These spots increase with age, and there is even mucus growth on the surface of their skin, which is very disgusting.

Fortunately, this young Dementor only had grayish-white skin, without any spots or mucus secretion, and it felt quite smooth to the touch.

All Dementors wear black robes, and as everyone knows, underwear is precious because it is hidden under the skirt.

A knowing smile gradually appeared on Li Lin's face. He pinned the Dementor to the ground. The young Dementor struggled incessantly, but still couldn't escape Master Li's clutches. After pinning the Dementor down with his knee, Li Lin reached out to lift the Dementor's robe...

"Merlin's beard... what is he planning to do?" This question lingered in almost everyone's mind. Even Bellatrix, whose hair was a mess like seaweed, forgot to lie on the ground and curse, and instead climbed to the edge of the iron railing to watch Li Lin.

The moment he lifted the Dementor's tattered robe, the Dementor vanished from the ground.

Li Lin got up from the ground, looking somewhat disheveled, but this time no one dared to laugh at him—after all, not everyone could boss around a Dementor and subdue it. Considering Li Lin's performance, he didn't feel like he was in prison at all in Azkaban...

Li Lin returned to his bed and sat down, whereupon the dark green tabletop in front of him rose silently.

A gray-black summon card appeared beside the little girl. Against the backdrop of gray mist, a monster dressed in tattered black robes was trembling slightly.

[Summoned Item: Dementor]

[Nature: Winter]

[Current Stage: First Imprint.]

Dementors are born in dark and filthy corners; they draw power through contact and kisses until their chosen target falls silent.

The Dementor submitted to Li Lin and willingly became his summoned creature.

72. Use the Heart-Rending Bone-Cutting Technique on her.

“Okay, from today onwards you’ll be called Rex.” Li Lin changed the Dementor’s name without any hesitation. “You’re a good boy worth twenty million.”

Considering the stable emotions of his fellow inmates, Mr. Li did not choose to let his new pet Rex out for a walk; otherwise, several of the traumatized prisoners might have gone insane on the spot.

In Azkaban, Dementors are the only jailers, and Li Lin can manipulate Dementors at will, turning them into his own shape, so he can naturally be considered a superior person in Azkaban.

"I laughed. I never expected you to be the warden of Azkaban."

Rilin, now arrogant and overconfident, let out bursts of wild laughter, causing immense suffering to the prisoners of Azkaban.

—The brothers, having just been tormented by the Dementors, only wanted to take this opportunity to eat some chocolate to replenish their energy. Even Bella, who was the most vocal in her tirade, was now exhausted. Someone threw her a piece of chocolate the size of a finger, telling her to calm down and not provoke Li Lin.

But just because she doesn't provoke Li Lin doesn't mean Li Lin won't provoke her. As everyone knows, Li Lin is so petty that even Tang San has to admit it.

Bellatrix Lestrange, a female Death Eater and one of Voldemort's most loyal followers, was lying on the ground eating chocolate. It was a chocolate frog leg that her Death Eater accomplice had secretly given her. This special candy could replenish the physical and mental energy stolen by Dementors and was one of the most valuable currencies in Azkaban.

Suddenly, a foot appeared in front of Bella's cell. She looked up in surprise and saw Li Lin squatting at the door with a wicked grin on his face. Everyone stared at Li Lin squatting there in shock, unable to say a word.

After a long pause, Sirius finally stammered, "You...how did you get out...?"

"The door wasn't locked," Li Lin answered honestly. The group of Dementors had come and gone quickly, and the last few hadn't even had time to close the door in order to avoid being killed by Master Li.

"Of course, I, Liu Huaqiang, have always been a law-abiding citizen. Don't expect me to open the door for you," Li Lin said smugly.

Sirius thought to himself, "Didn't you just call yourself Aatrox? And who is Liu Huaqiang? Does the word 'law-abiding' even apply to you?"

But he didn't dare say it.

Li Lin squatted at the door of Bella's cell and forcefully dug the chocolate frog leg out of her hand. At the same time, he said in a sinister tone, "I know some people are dissatisfied with me, but I don't care. Just don't let me hear any complaints, or I'll call a Dementor to shove his ass up."

For a moment, the cell was completely silent, with only faint gasps of shock.

The British magical world is British territory, and it's well known that Britain has always been quite open about romantic relationships, but no one would choose to date a Dementor, right?

"Damn it, damn it...you—"

Bella cursed under her breath as she looked up. Her once lustrous hair was now dry and brittle, her beautiful face was now hideous and ugly, her skin was dry, her nails were cracked, and her body was emaciated.

Yet her eyes still burned with intense hatred. She cursed the cowardly wizards with resentment, vowing to slaughter everyone who stood in Voldemort's way.

bang——

A loud noise came from Bella's cell.

Li Lin pulled out a crowbar and smashed open the lock on her cell.

Not knowing the unlocking spell doesn't mean Master Li can't physically open the door.

"What do you want to do?"

"it is good!"

"This is impossible!"

Several different screams rang out simultaneously, the loudest being from Sirius Black, who desperately leaned against the cell bars trying to stop Li Lin's actions, while almost all the Death Eaters were overjoyed.

Those imprisoned on this floor are mostly Voldemort's loyal followers. They all have the Dark Mark etched on their left arms and continue to fight for Voldemort in his name even after he disappeared. That's why the Ministry of Magic put them in this prison.

However, when the second loud bang erupted, everyone felt like chickens with their throats being choked.

Li Lin dragged Bella by the hair as he walked out of the cell. The cold, rough ground was unbearable. The female Death Eater struggled desperately, but she was completely unable to break free from Li Lin's grasp.

Li Lin dragged her to the center of this prison level.

By this time, the group of wizard prisoners were no longer surprised that he had pulled out the crowbar. They simply stood up involuntarily and watched Li Lin's next move in silence. No one pleaded for Bellatrix Lestrange, even though they were all Death Eaters.