Cornwall...

"Expect God to Guard!"

A silver goose flew by, scaring a Dementor so much that it ran away in panic. But before it could fly far, it was hit head-on by a long, thin flame.

The flame was not hot, or rather it was too small, so the Dementors didn't feel anything until they hit it.

But by the time it reacted, the flames had already wrapped around its body like a rope.

In almost the blink of an eye, the Dementor was burned to ashes.

After Kyle lifted the Disillusionment Charm, he waved his wand. The flames on the Dementor's body automatically condensed into a ball and flew back to the top of a wooden stick in his hand, burning slowly on it.

"This thing is really good..." Cedric looked at the torch in Kyle's hand with some envy, "We agreed that next time it will be your turn to drive away the Dementors, and I will use the Gublerite Fire."

"No problem." Kyle threw the torch in his hand to him. "Be careful not to burn yourself. Although this thing is not as terrible as the Fiery Curse, it is still a magical flame after all. I don't want to go to St. Mungo's to visit you."

"You are underestimating me a little bit." Cedric said unhappily while holding the torch. "Even if I can't compare with you in using spells, I can still use the fire control spell."

Kyle shrugged and said nothing.

At this moment, an owl just flew over their heads.

Kyle took out a Sickle and shook it. The owl immediately flew over and took out a stack of newspapers from the bag tied to its leg.

"Thank you. Two will do." Kyle threw Sikko into the bag. "No need to change."

In addition to the owls that regularly deliver newspapers to certain people, the Daily Prophet also has another situation like the one we have now.

Owls would fly to where wizards were with bags of newspapers, and if the wizard needed anything, he could just wave the five Knuts in his hand and they would fly over.

However, Kyle didn't have those small-denomination coins at the moment, so it would be the same if he used Si Ke.

"What a coincidence." Cedric said in amazement, "We can actually meet the newspaper owl!"

"What's so strange about this..." Kyle opened the newspaper. "Cornwall is a place with many wizards. It's normal to encounter a newspaper owl."

"That's true." Cedric walked over here. "Is there any news in the newspaper?"

"It's true..." Kyle spread out the newspaper and pointed to a huge headline on the front page.

[Ministry of Magic offers a high reward for Dementors]

"In recent times, both wizards and Muggles have been plagued by Dementors, and these monsters are seriously affecting everyone's life.

"Yesterday, a wizard with justice in his heart came to the Ministry of Magic and expressed his thoughts. He believed that in this special period, all wizards should unite to fight against the invasion of Dementors.

"Of course, this is a very dangerous thing, so he specially prepared a generous reward to give to every wizard who has contributed to peace."

[Wizards who capture Dementors alive and deliver them to the Ministry of Magic will be rewarded 200 Galleons per Dementor.]

[Bring a wizard with a Dementor black hood, reward 100 Galleons. ]

[Killing a Dementor with magical fire will leave a black ash, 2 ounces can be exchanged for 100 Galleons. ]

"In addition: The Ministry of Magic advocates doing things within one's capabilities, and one must be confident enough.

"If anyone is found to have caused damage to the surrounding environment, buildings, or personnel while dealing with Dementors, a reward ranging from 20 to 200 Galleons will be deducted (depending on the severity of the situation)

"If magical fire is out of control, in addition to deducting all rewards, there will be an additional fine of 100 Galleons and a year of imprisonment in Azkaban."

"The Minister of Magic, Cornelius Fudge, said that we are here to solve problems, not to create them, so everyone must act within their capabilities. We should still focus on notifying the Ministry of Magic, and the Aurors will rush over as soon as possible."

…

"A bounty for Dementors?" Cedric looked at the newspaper in disbelief. "I didn't expect those ashes to be so valuable. Two ounces for a hundred Galleons. You've made a fortune!"

He still remembered that there was a lot of ashes in Kyle's bottle. Even if only half of it was left now, it could still be exchanged for a considerable amount of Galleons.

"What are you thinking..." Kyle looked at Cedric with disgust, "We are employees of the Ministry of Magic. This is our job. How can we ask for money? It's too vulgar."

Cedric stood there dumbfounded, choked and speechless...

"Wait…are you serious?"

Kyle didn't believe such words at all...it was too fake.

Based on his understanding of Kyle, the other party would definitely find someone who was not in the Ministry of Magic, such as Lupin or Mrs. Weasley, and let them take the ashes to exchange for Galleons.

This is what Kyle should do.

"All right."

Kyle spread his hands helplessly under Cedric's equally disgusted look. "In fact, the sponsor of this event is Sirius Black. We can't use the Gubler Fire he gave us and then turn around to make money from him. That would be a bit too shameless."

"No wonder..." Cedric nodded suddenly. Even Kyle felt it was shameless. This thing really couldn't be done.

"But is this really okay?" Cedric frowned and asked, "What if they bring fake things? After all, black cloaks are too common, and those ashes shouldn't be difficult to imitate."

"These things are all priced at a minimum of 100 Galleons. Someone will definitely be tempted. But if someone brings a fake item and insists that it was dropped by a Dementor, what will you do? Will you pay for it?"

"Of course not." Kyle waved his wand, and suddenly a torn black cloak appeared in front of the two of them... This was left after they killed the first Dementor, and Kyle had never thrown it away.

"As for how the people at the Ministry of Magic check the authenticity of things... you will know after you touch them."

Cedric touched the cloak doubtfully, then withdrew his hand instantly.

"Hiss, it's so cold..." He only felt a piercing chill coming from his fingertips, as if they were put into ice water.

"Got it?" Kyle said with a smile, "Anything left behind by the Dementors, even if it is ashes burned by magical flames, is cold.

"This is unique to Dementors. Even if we use magic to imitate it, we can't make it exactly the same... at least not in a short period of time."

Cedric was still a little worried. "Even if that's the case, it would take a lot of time to identify the fakes."

"No waste, not at all." Kyle waved his hand. "By then there will be a team of strikers who are responsible for catching those who are clever... By the way, do you still remember those Dementors imprisoned in the Ministry of Magic?"

Cedric nodded.

Some Dementors will surrender directly when the Aurors find them. At this time, the Aurors will not kill them, but choose to take them back to the Ministry of Magic.

Although Dementors did cause a lot of trouble, everyone had to admit that they were indeed the best guards.

It is precisely because of the existence of Dementors that Azkaban is so terrifying. Almost all wizards who come out of there will turn over a new leaf as quickly as possible and try their best to avoid going there a second time.

From this point of view, the contribution of Dementors to the Ministry of Magic is not insignificant.

"This is the second part of the plan." Kyle continued, "The Dementors were all put in one room, which was a temporary Azkaban.

Those who try to be clever will be sent inside, and the price will be one hundred Galleons a day, depending on the amount of money... unless they are willing to buy the fake goods in their hands at the same price."

After hearing Kyle's words, Cedric's eyes widened and his mouth opened, unable to speak.

"But... these are not in the newspaper." He flipped through the newspaper again, not missing even the most inconspicuous corner, and indeed, there was nothing there.

"The place responsible for collecting Galleons will be notified." Kyle said calmly: "It is considered to be giving them a chance, but if they still insist on their wrongdoings, then they will suffer the consequences of their own actions."

"I just made a suggestion, that's all." Kyle said with a smile, "The wizards in Knockturn Alley are very rich. It's time for them to make some contributions."

"Knockturn Alley?" Cedric thought for a moment and soon understood what Kyle meant.

The complicated and crowded Knockturn Alley has always been filled with all kinds of fake goods. In that place, you can often see snake blood added with sulfur being sold as dragon blood, or white mulberry juice being passed off as phoenix tears, etc. This is also a feature of Knockturn Alley.

If there is anyone who would definitely use fake goods to pass themselves off as fakes, it would definitely be the people from Knockturn Alley.

The corner of Cedric's mouth twitched. He didn't expect Kyle to be thinking about those people.

"Do you want them to pay to redeem themselves?"

"Although five thousand Galleons is not a small amount, it's not enough if you look closely." Kyle said with a smile, "The Auror Office and the Department for the Regulation and Control of Magical Creatures are not participating in the bounty, but they have also received some additional activity funds, which can be regarded as bonuses... There are only three thousand Galleons left for the bounty.

"Not counting captured alive, killing one costs 100 Galleons... We can't call off such a large-scale activity after thirty people come. We have to think of other ways.

"Those guys in Knockturn Alley have swindled so much money, it's time for them to give back to the wizarding world."

"Aren't you afraid of being hated?" Cedric couldn't help but say, "Those wizards are not kind people."

"Holding a grudge? What does that have to do with me?" Kyle said seriously, "The decision was made by Fudge, the news was published in the Daily Prophet, and the person was arrested by the strike force... What does it have to do with me? I'm just an ordinary clerk who is busy running around outside to deal with the Dementors."

After a moment of silence, Cedric silently gave a thumbs up and said, "No wonder you have been reluctant to go back these past few days. I didn't expect it was because of this."

"Look at what you said." Kyle smiled, "I just want to get rid of the Dementors as soon as possible."

"Okay, you have the final say." Cedric did not refute.

After putting away the newspaper, the two continued to look for the address and headed to the next place.

This address was obtained from the Department for the Regulation and Control of Magical Creatures, but it was not particularly accurate because it was several days old. Sometimes when Kyle and Cedric rushed over, the Dementors there were either dealt with by the Aurors or had gone somewhere else, so they had made a wasted trip.

But there is no better way now. Having a goal is always better than wandering around aimlessly.

…

Maybe it was because of the bounty, but in the following days, they encountered fewer and fewer Dementors, and some of them had already been killed by other people, so Kyle and Cedric were too embarrassed to snatch the Dementors away.

Afterwards, the two followed the address to a remote place.

"Are you sure there are Dementors here?" Kyle looked around the surrounding environment.

There was garbage everywhere, and even though it was broad daylight, there was no one around. All I could see was a skinny wild cat walking along the river bank, rummaging hopefully through the weeds among the wrappers of fried fish and potatoes, trying to find some leftover food.

Dementors would probably starve if they came to a place like this...

"I don't know either," Cedric said, glancing down at the book in his hand. "But the address is correct. A Muggle found a flying black ghost here and called the police. Then the striker determined that it was a Dementor."

"Then this Dementor is really interesting." Kyle rode on the broom and looked carefully at the situation below. "Do you think he is still here?"

"It's still there," Cedric said affirmatively, pointing to a huge abandoned chimney. "It's right there."

Kyle followed the direction of his finger and saw a Dementor hiding in the gap at the bottom of the chimney.

I have to say that the Seeker's eyesight was very good. There were only three bricks missing from the gap, but Cedric still saw the Dementor hiding inside.

The two flew down immediately. Kyle lifted his Disillusionment Spell and took out his wand, ready to use the Patronus Spell to force him out.

But before he could do anything, the Dementor flew out from the gap where he was hiding.

The temperature around them dropped instantly, and the wild cats seemed to be frightened by something and ran away screaming.

"Be prepared to act."

Kyle raised his wand, and Cedric took out the Gublerite fairy fire.

But at this moment, Kyle suddenly heard a hoarse voice...

"Wizard...I surrender..."

This was the sound of the Dementors. Kyle had heard it before and there was no mistaking it.

But...surrender? Kyle and Cedric looked at each other.

It is not uncommon for Dementors to surrender as soon as they meet. Those in the Ministry of Magic are like that, but for them, this is the first time they have encountered such a situation.

For a moment, neither of them knew what to do.

"Kyle, are we still going to fight?" Cedric asked, holding a torch.

"Wait a moment."

Kyle flew over and landed not far from the Dementor, still holding the wand tightly in his hand.

When he got closer, he suddenly noticed that the Dementor's cloak was a little different.

Most of it was still tattered, but a small part of it was intact, just the color was not right, as if it had been patched together with some random cloth.

Dementors can also mend clothes?

Kyle felt a little strange. He always felt that the person looked familiar, but he couldn't remember where he was for a moment.

"Wizard... I know you... I am willing to go with you..." the Dementor said again.

"You know me?" Kyle frowned and asked, "Is it in Hogwarts?"

In the fourth grade, the Ministry of Magic sent Dementors into the school in order to search for Sirius who had escaped from prison. Apart from this, Kyle couldn't think of any other place where he had seen Dementors.

"Yes." The Dementor nodded, looked at the wand in Kyle's hand, subconsciously took two steps back, and stuck close to the chimney.

"I did not...attack..." it continued.

Kyle believed this. They had just seen that the nearest person around was in an alley three miles away. Even if the Dementors wanted to attack the Muggles, they would not be able to find their target.

Of course, other situations are not ruled out. After all, three miles is not a long distance for Dementors.

"Since you have decided to surrender, then come in..." Kyle took out a box, opened it and put it on the ground.

This is an ordinary Seamless Extension Charm suitcase he made recently, which he planned to give to Harry as a birthday present. The space inside is about the same size as a broom closet. Although it is not big, it is enough to store a lot of things.

"Don't play tricks!" Kyle warned.

As soon as he finished speaking, the Dementor dived into the box without saying a word, and finally stretched out a hand to close the open box.

The box kept shaking, as if urging Kyle to close the lock quickly.

this……

To be honest, neither Kyle nor Cedric had ever seen this scene.

It was not uncommon for Dementors to surrender, but they had never heard of a Dementor that surrendered so quickly and neatly, as if it had been unable to wait any longer.

(End of this chapter)