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"Mrs. Pomfrey, how are they doing?" Professor McGonagall asked in the medical room.

"Very bad!" Madam Pomfrey's face was full of anger. "How can the situation be good for children of this age who have been in contact with dementors for so long! Where is Dumbledore?! I said that I absolutely do not agree with dementors around the school. Wandering!"

"Mrs. Pomfrey, don't be angry, Dumbledore doesn't want to do that." Professor McGonagall's face was a little embarrassed, and that expression didn't seem right.

"Dumbledore has been missing for a long time." Snape suddenly said, and McGonagall turned to stare at Snape, a little angry.

"There is no point in hiding it anymore. Dementors attack students, and the principal cannot come out to deal with the matter. How can we hide it." Snape had a headache, and his already gloomy face looked a bit dark.

"Are you serious?" In the Defense Against the Dark Arts class, Professor Lupine looked left and right and realized that Snape and McGonagall didn't seem to be joking.

"Dumbledore is indeed missing. Not long after you came to school, he only touched fish for a month, and suddenly disappeared completely in the front period." McGonagall sighed, it has been an eventful time, it has been an eventful time.

Sirius escapes from prison, Dumbledore disappears, an intruder named Ivy, dementors attack students, all these things are squeezed together, who can withstand this.

Madam Pomfrey didn't know what to say when she heard this. She could feel the pressure in Magna and Snape's hearts. No wonder Ivy's matter caused such a big move as soon as Malfoy said it. It seemed that Snape's nerves were indeed stretched to the point of breaking.

The current defense of Hogwarts is the lowest in history, and once the Ministry of Magic discovers that Dumbledore has disappeared, the Hogwarts that so many teachers worked hard to build may have a big problem. The Ministry of Magic may even send a person with no magic ability. Yes, a piece of trash who only knows politics will become the principal.

After sighing inwardly, Madam Pomfrey continued to treat Ivy and Hermione. The psychological damage caused by the dementors would take time to resolve, but Madam Pomfrey could still help with some physical damage.

When many professors at Hogwarts were a little helpless, Ivy found herself in a strange place.

"One, two, Freddy is coming for you."

In the dim room, an inexplicable nursery rhyme sounded. Ivy frowned and looked in the direction of the sound.

The sound of ticking, ticking, dripping water was so obvious in the silent environment, as if it was hitting people's hearts directly, and the emotion of fear continued to spread.

"Three, four"

"Freddy, the Ouroboros Containment Object, feeds on the fear in people's hearts and relies on the power of fear to move and exert his abilities." Ivy directly recited the information about Freddy from the [Popular Edition Containment Object Introduction] part of the introduction.

"Ha, that's boring, little girl." Freddy appeared directly from behind Ivy, his sharp five fingers trembling as he approached Ivy with trembling steps.

The dog that cannot change eating shit is Freddy. This guy is always scaring people subconsciously and arousing fear in people's hearts.

Ivy was indeed frightened and took a few steps back. She knew it, but facing this situation, it was normal for her to be afraid.

The moment the power of fear was transmitted from Ivy to Freddy, Freddy started shaking as if he was electrocuted. His appearance in the dream was also forcibly changed into that of a clown, with his red nose popping. It popped out, and five sausages were inserted into the modified fingers on the right hand.

"I was wrong! I was wrong! I won't make trouble!" Freddy shouted to the surroundings.

Looking at the flustered and funny Freddy, Ivy almost laughed, and her emotions affected by the dementors also recovered a lot.

"Teacher Gao Wen asked you to come to me? Can you take me back?" Ivy asked after coughing twice.

Freddy looked unhappy. How could he be scary like this? Would anyone be scared by a nightmare with five sausages stuck in it?

"I don't know. I'm only responsible for contacting you. As for the rest, it's not under my control." Freddy explained helplessly.

After being trained by Merlin for so long, Freddy has basically accepted his fate. Whatever he can do, he can't fight or run away.

This time when Arturia contacted Merlin to ask Freddy for help, Freddy was quite excited. After all, he wanted to escape from the prison. Unfortunately, even when he got here through Ivy's dream, Merlin The spell is still working.

Once Freddy scares people and absorbs the power of fear in his victims, that power of fear will immediately be distorted by the spell, turning Freddy in a funny direction.

"Well, Mr. Freddy." Ivy tilted her head to the side, trying hard not to look at Freddy. She couldn't help laughing, "Can I ask you a favor? My friend He Min has also been affected by the dementors. I feel much more comfortable after I came to your place. Can you bring her in?"

"Hermione?" Freddy paused, "She's the girl lying on the bed next to you, okay, but after the matter is over, you have to give me a good review."

"Good reviews?" Ivy asked, why was it like delivering food?

"Yes." Freddy flicked out a list, "Merlin said that as long as I collect a hundred people's voluntary positive reviews, some of the restrictions on me will be relaxed."

Ivy glanced at the list. There were only a few names on it, but there were names she was familiar with, such as Gawain, Artoria and Leona.

"Okay, I'll give it to you, please." Ivy continued.

Freddy snapped his fingers and the dream began to extend, "To be honest, it is really inappropriate to be scared by that kind of garbage. It forcefully arouses fear and absorbs souls. It has no technical content at all. I despise them."

As Freddy spoke, he also made a fake dementor in front of him and dismantled it to pieces. Ivy felt inexplicably happy watching it.

However, what Freddy said was indeed correct. Compared with his nightmare, Dementors are indeed very weak, and their efficiency in extracting fear is also very poor, and their utilization rate is also very low.

If Freddy hadn't been restricted, he would have gone out and killed all those dementors right now. What the hell, living in this world is simply a waste of all kinds of energy.

"Where is here?" Hermione was a little scared when she suddenly appeared in the darkness.

Freddy heard the sound and subconsciously prepared to threaten him. Before he could take action, Ivy ran past him and hugged Hermione.

"Hermione, it's me. My teacher is here to find me. Don't be afraid." Ivy raised her head slightly and looked at Hermione and said.

"Is this your teacher?" Hermione swallowed as she looked at Freddy. This scene was so weird.

Freddy waved to Hermione and swung the sausage a few times. In Freddy's eyes, this was another high-quality candidate who deserved praise.

"No, this is Mr. Freddy, the helper hired by the teacher." Ivy whispered, hugging Hermione, she felt an uneasy sense of security.

In the medical room, Madam Pomfrey looked at Hermione who had calmed down and no longer had a fearful expression. She was a little strange. At the same time, she was also starting to feel good about getting rid of the residual influence of the dementors so quickly.

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