Professor Dumbledore didn't answer immediately but turned to look at Charlie.
"Cornelius, I need to tell you that those Dementors were captured by Charlie."
"They are Charlie's spoils of war; you should ask Charlie."
Fudge, as a qualified politician, was able to speak to Charlie without changing his expression, even after losing face in front of him just now.
"Mr. White, about this matter..."
"I'll listen to the Principal."
A glimmer of hope flashed in Fudge's eyes, and he immediately turned to Professor Dumbledore.
"Albus, you see..."
"If Charlie thinks it's okay, then it's okay."
Fudge's recently adjusted mindset collapsed again. Are these two people walking a dog?
"Minister, according to the Ministry of Magic's laws, what crime should be punished for attacking students?"
Charlie asked indifferently.
"Naturally, imprisonment."
"Then, as a public servant who knowingly breaks the law, shouldn't the punishment be increased?"
Fudge vaguely sensed something bad, but still nodded.
"From a legal perspective, that should indeed be the case."
"Then these Dementors will just stay in the box."
Fudge's face instantly turned ashen.
If it were just Charlie, he naturally wouldn't have to care, but Professor Dumbledore's opinion was the most important.
If Professor Dumbledore supported Charlie, and given that his Dementors were in the wrong first, Fudge would not be able to release the Dementors.
He turned to Professor Dumbledore, his eyes pleading.
Professor Dumbledore spread his hands, a gentle smile appearing on his face.
"Cornelius, you heard him. I can't control him either."
Fudge took a deep breath. Professor Dumbledore was indeed on Charlie's side.
"Albus, what about the remaining Dementors?" Fudge tried to salvage the situation.
"They are still around Hogwarts; you can't possibly capture all of them, can you?"
"Cornelius, the remaining Dementors will also be withdrawn," Professor Dumbledore's tone was unequivocal.
"Continuing to stay at the school will only endanger student safety. Today's incident has already proven this point."
"But what about Sirius?" Fudge's voice rose a few pitches.
"Without Dementor guards, Sirius will sneak into the school!"
Charlie rolled his eyes inwardly; someone had already snuck into the school long ago.
"The Professors will be responsible for the school's safety," Professor Dumbledore stood up and walked to the window.
"As for the Dementors, they should return to Azkaban. The threat they pose here far outweighs the protection they provide."
Seeing that Professor Dumbledore had made up his mind, Fudge understood that he could not change Professor Dumbledore's will and could only say helplessly.
"Alright, I'll make the arrangements."
Fudge got up and left, filled with grievance and anger.
The moment the door closed, Charlie rubbed his hands.
"Principal, can I study those Dementors?"
Professor Dumbledore had just picked up his teacup; hearing this, his movements paused.
He put down the teacup and looked at Charlie.
"Why do you want to study Dementors?"
"I found that they have no mass, can be compressed at will, and are immortal. I want to study what exactly a Dementor is."
"Charlie," Professor Dumbledore's tone became serious.
"Dark Arts, or Dark Arts creatures, all have a special allure."
"They will make people indulge, make people lost."
"Many Wizards have gone down a path of no return precisely because they were too interested in Dark Arts."
Charlie waved his hand.
"Principal, I'm just curious," Charlie's tone was very relaxed.
"Just like some people are curious why Dragons can breathe fire, and some are curious why a Phoenix can be reborn from the ashes."
"I won't indulge in Dark Arts."
Professor Dumbledore stared into Charlie's eyes for a long time.
Charlie didn't avoid his gaze, looking at him openly.
Professor Dumbledore sighed.
He understood that even if he didn't give it to him now, as long as Charlie wanted it, he would definitely get it.
With his ability, catching a few Dementors was not difficult.
Rather than letting Charlie secretly study them privately, it was better to give them to him directly, lest it deepen his rebellious psychology.
Professor Dumbledore picked up the silver square box on the table and handed it to Charlie.
"Remember what you said," Professor Dumbledore's tone was very calm.
"Don't let yourself get lost in the darkness."
Charlie took the square box and weighed it.
"Don't worry, Principal, I know what I'm doing."
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