The next day also brought no victories – she tried to bribe the prison guards firstly to at least look at Draco, to see if he was alright, and when that didn"t work she demanded to see the head of the prison but she was denied in all ways possible. She tried to tell everyone she saw there that Draco would be unable to live in the presence of Dementors for long, and if any of them cared for at least the livelyhood of their prisoners, they must make sure the Dementors don"t hurt him too bad. One of the guards then msut"ve felt some type of empathy for her, because he was quick to assure her, "Ma’am, you mustn’t worry, there are no Dementors in Azkaban anymore; all of them left soon after He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named lost."