Case in point- the Serpent Slayer cutting right through the once-thought to be immortal dementors like they weren’t even there. Their rags were sliced in half along with the rotten skeletal bodies underneath and they clattered to the ground, spilling black, congealed blood all over the old stone floor of the ruined corridor. Harry paused for a second to recover from the swing, which was perfectly fine considering the remaining two dementors and Death Eaters stopped and stared. Harry grinned savagely.