Story of Longevity

"Sixty! ~ Someone bids sixty! Is there a price increase?"

"sixty one."

"Sixty-one, sixty-one! And..."

"sixty-three."

"Sixty-three! The price has accumulated to sixty-three! The rare [Dementor] last descendant is quite complete, can anyone offer a higher price?"

"sixty-five……"

………

Accompanied by the sound of this style of auction, Xing Ke walked through rows of empty benches, until they reached the first few rows there were sparse, about thirty odd cloaked people seated.

It seems that three families are bidding on the stage not far away by the [Dementor] who is trapped in a special cage——

Barely tall and thin, humanoid creature, wearing a rotten cloak, his whole body was as if it had been soaked in water, with crusted palms, his whole body was rotten. Without facial features, there is a deep hole where the mouth should have been...

This image of star carving is quite familiar. Is this an old acquaintance?

Also, when did the dementors become a rare species?

It’s just that, compared to the rotten cloak dementors, Star Moment is more worried about whether there are Sherlock and Rena in these cloaked weirdos. He simply pulled Ilia and Diana to the empty seats in the first row and sat down. His own wand stood upright beside him very publicly.

[If you can't find an acquaintance, let the acquaintance come to yourself! 】

This is the truth that Xingqi took twenty years of blood, tears and sweat to comprehend.

When Xing Ke and they sat down, the hammer on the auction table was finally settled.

In the end, the rotten cloak of the dementor, known as "rare", was sold to one of the three cloak weird bidding for the number sixty-seven.

"What is the unit of this [sixty-seven] number?"

Yi Liya asked Xiang Xing Ke softly.

Xingke smiled, did not speak, turned his head to look at Diana, Diana understood:

"...The unit is 10,000, and the currency is British pounds. You can freely choose the currency when you pay. It's just that the exchange rate between Jin Jialong and the British pound is one-thousandth of the handling fee here.

"In other words, was the [Dementor] sold for 670,000 pounds? It is said to be rare, but that thing is not very valuable."

"After this creature experienced an unknown disaster more than 20 years ago, the number of races has indeed been decreasing year by year. In the end, even Akazban and the Ministry of Magic stopped sheltering them..."

Listening to the popular science that Diana recalled, Xingke didn't know why there was always a familiar feeling.

"However, although the number is very small, the Ministry of Magic has never added dementors to the protection scope of the [Magic Species Protection Regulations], so as a non-protected creature... the risk of hunting is not very high."

Xing Ke understood Diana's last euphemism. The dementor's way of survival is itself an "evil creature" that violates human interests. Their individual strength is not very strong, and their ability to fight wizards is immune to quantitative suppression and physical attacks.

So in the current period when the number of races is declining, wizards with a little power can hunt them after discovering that they are doing evil, or they can experiment with them, or they can sell them for money as they are now.

The individual strength is not high, the way of survival is anti-human, and it is not protected in any way. Although the experimental value is not high, it is not low...

All in all, it is a perfect hunting object.

Wizards were aristocrats in the last century. Speaking of British aristocrats, they cannot do without the famous [hunting game].

Presumably, on holidays, the wizards will meet with their friends and go to the "haunted house" rumored by the Muggles. If you are lucky, you can hunt a dementor at the next party table. Richer.

Although such a prey is rare, and every time it is captured, it is impossible to succeed. After all, the dementor's ability to escape is much higher than its attack strength. Without a special cage and chain, it can't be shut down. But in this world, there are always people with intentions.

Dementors cannot guarantee that they will not become "frequent visitors" at auction houses, and the prices will not be much higher.

You, dementor, poor...

"But why don't they be included in the [Species Protection List]? Their numbers are very small, aren't they?" Illya asked Diana directly, crossing the star carved in the middle.

No matter how evil the creatures are, they are always protected for the sake of the future when the number is small enough.

For magic research, for mysterious inheritance, and other reasons.

"Well...I don't know. Several professors in the clock tower have been submitting the [Dementor Protection Proposal], but the Ministry of Magic has never passed it."

Although Diana is a kind of good student who is knowledgeable and knowledgeable, she is not a jack of all trades.

"Ahem, I have a guess on this issue."

Xingke coughed twice to express his sense of existence.

"Ilia, do you remember that Hohenheim allowed the dementors to settle in because of Akazban fugitives?"

"Well, of course I remember that I was disgusted by the image of this thing at the beginning, so I took the Buddha's feet to learn the Patronus Mantra.

The psychological shadow of childhood, of course, will not be easily forgotten.

"You're right, this thing is really disgusting, so the students in the first to seventh grades in Hohenheim that year thought so. And now more than thirty years have passed..." Xingke There was a malicious [you know] smile.

"...Oh, I get it." Illiya understood her heart, and silently mourned the dementor on stage who was being moved down by the staff for 0.1 second.

Sure enough, no one can bully the younger generation.

Regardless of their strength at the time, their psychological defenses were also very weak.

But thirty years in Hexi, thirty years in Hedong, and now it’s true that thirty years have passed. At that time, the students in the school have become the backbone of the Ministry of Magic~www.ltnovel.com~ infiltrate all parts of the Ministry department.

Regarding things like [beating down the dog and solving the psychological shadow of my childhood], whether you are Gryffindor or Slytherin, everyone can stand on the united front tacitly.

As for the professors in the clock tower? There is always no shortage of "lunatics" who can put aside all personal grievances for research in hand.

The Clock Tower is an institution whose purpose is to study emerging magic.

"Diana, I don't think the proposal of the professors in the clock tower will be passed for a time. I suggest that they establish an [experimental reserve] as soon as possible."

"Huh? Brother, how did you know?"

"What do you know?"

"After the professors failed to pass the thirteenth proposal, the fourteenth proposal was "On the Establishment of Isolated Experimental Captive Institutions for Special Species-Its Necessity and Funding Budget", and it was originally unlikely to be approved. His large budget was passed miraculously."

"...Oh, it turned out to be backing thirteen times before. It was I who underestimated their lunatics."

As we all know, before doing something with low probability, you must prepare thirteen sacrificial offerings, the kind of sacrificial offerings that are not a pity if you die.

It seems that although the research madman of the Clock Tower is a madman, he still has common sense...