A magical journey that begins in Azkaban

The heavy rain in Pennsylvania was still in its final stages, and the rain was like water in a sponge, which could never be squeezed out. Cedric stared at containers of all sizes, which were filled with rainwater collected from outside.

He keenly realized that the rainwater was not as simple as it seemed on the surface.

"Immediately pour it into the Muggles below, and then lock him up with the snake man to see if he will mutate." Cedric's cold voice echoed in the room, and his tone revealed a long-suppressed cruelty.

The Death Eaters looked at each other, and no one responded for a long time. After all, Cedric was only a graduate, and he dared to give orders so aggressively, which was really unacceptable.

After a long delay, two Death Eaters reluctantly walked towards the underground passage.

"Damn kid, how old is he, why does he command us old wizards? I have peed more than he drinks." The wizard with warts on his nose complained, and glanced at Cedric on the stage with vicious eyes.

"Humph, who let him surrender early. Besides, Lord Cedric is a noble pure-blood wizard!" The second wizard deliberately raised his voice, sounding sarcastic.

"That's right, we lowly half-bloods and mudbloods are only worthy of carrying Lord Cedric's shoes."

Cedric listened to the rumors coming from the tunnel and couldn't help clenching his fists. His joints turned white because of excessive force. He remained silent, and his eyes swept over the other Death Eaters in the room like lightning.

Everyone looked indifferent and didn't respect him, the Lord of Pennsylvania appointed by Voldemort himself.

As the first new Death Eater to join after Voldemort's resurrection, Cedric received the love and reward of the Dark Lord.

He not only learned extremely sophisticated and powerful black magic, but also was able to command and dispatch the older generation of wizards who later surrendered to Voldemort.

However, his loyalty to Voldemort and the tasks he completed were not enough to allow him to rule Pennsylvania. You have to know that this is the second largest state on the East Coast, and the veteran Death Eater Buck only got a small Rhode Island.

In fact, the position he barely maintains now comes from the compromise between pure-blood and non-pure-blood within the Death Eaters.

After all, it is better to let the young and immature Cedric, who has no foundation, temporarily manage it instead of handing it over to veteran pure-blood wizards such as Buck and Barty Jr.

Cedric certainly understands this, but he is too weak among the Death Eaters and has no power to resist what others impose on him.

Most of the wizards in Harrisburg today are half-blood or Muggle-born wizards. He, the so-called "pure-blood leader", is the real outlier.

Those people are older and far more powerful than him. If they were not afraid of violating Voldemort's orders and suffering ruthless and cruel punishment, these real dark wizards would have driven Cedric out long ago. Not to mention standing obediently in the house and listening to him yelling and directing them to do things.

Faced with such a group of subordinates with ulterior motives, Cedric could only make concessions and compromises continuously. Barely maintaining the superficial leadership position. Today, not many people in Harrisburg listen to his orders.

However, he still has his own trump card: snake people and goblins.

He mastered the snake language proficiently and became a parsel. As long as he wants, he can mobilize the snake army in the city at any time. And Narrak is also a powerful ally he found.

"Hasn't the supplies contacted by Narrak been delivered yet?" Cedric looked at the moon gradually escaping from the dark clouds outside the window, and thought secretly: "If the magic and intelligence of the snake people can be further improved, I won't have to endure these hateful guys!"

Bang! Bang!

Just as he was immersed in his ambitious thoughts, violent space fluctuations suddenly came from the room. Then, Bella and Little Barty appeared one after another.

Holding their wands, they looked around vigilantly and breathed a sigh of relief when they saw the Death Eaters around them.

"Bella, Barty, what happened to you?" Cedric stood up quickly and looked up and down at the two embarrassed people. "Someone attacked you? Where is Rodolphus? Is he okay?"

"He's dead." Bella said dully, with a terrifying crazy light flashing in her eyes. She turned her head and glanced at the other people in the room provocatively, as if she was deliberately looking for trouble.

Facing Bella's aggressive eyes, the wizards held their breath and lowered their eyes, not daring to look at her. They were afraid that the slightest disrespect would annoy this crazy witch.

All the Death Eaters knew that Bella was the craziest and cruelest one among them. If you offend her, even your companions will be cruelly tortured.

"You are all a bunch of rubbish. What are you still standing here for?" Bella shouted angrily. "The Order of the Phoenix is ​​here. Are you going to wait for them to kill you at the door? Go and get the news!"

Cedric's face suddenly changed, and his eyes revealed the shock and panic that could not be concealed. "Little Barty, isn't the master going to sign a peace treaty with the magic world? How could it be..."

"This is Dumbledore's action." Little Barty pulled a stool and sat down, still frightened. "The Order of the Phoenix is ​​a private organization he founded. The Ministry of Magic can't control them."

"What about the master..."

"This is not something you should ask." Bella interrupted him sharply, causing Cedric to shudder involuntarily.

"What about Professor Baldwin? How is his research? Is there any progress in the second generation of the snake virus?"

"Still... still lacking samples." Cedric tried to remain calm.

"Have you run out of Muggles down there? Or do you want to experiment on wizards?" Little Barty stamped his feet hard, and a hollow and terrifying echo came from under the floor.

"It's not that there is a lack of samples, but that there is a problem with the blood materials on the professor's hand." Cedric took out an experimental file from the drawer and said helplessly: "I have asked his assistant that the professor's earliest experimental plan and research materials came from waste abandoned by other wizards."

"Among them, the most critical formula of the snake-man virus is still Dean Snape..." Cedric felt that the title of "Dean" was a bit awkward, and he didn't expect that Snape was actually a spy buried by the Dark Lord in Dumbledore.

He paused and continued: "Those things can only support the professor to make the snake-man virus. And according to my investigation, there seems to be the shadow of other wizards behind the success of the virus."

"Who?" Bella and Little Barty looked at each other, and their faces became more solemn.

If what Cedric said was true, it means that Baldwin was used by someone unknowingly. Even Voldemort himself may have fallen into the conspiracy of a wizard.

"A wizard named Green." Cedric said as he handed them a letter filled with dense text about potions and blood curse research. "I'm sorry, the content on it is too professional and complicated, I can't understand it.

I think, except for potion masters like Snape and Baldwin, it's hard for anyone else to understand it."

"You mean, Snape has been secretly helping Baldwin study the snake virus?" Little Barty glanced at the letter and felt his scalp tingling.

His academic performance in school was very good, but after so many years of graduation, a lot of professional knowledge has been returned to Hogwarts. Even at the level of that year, the content on the paper seemed difficult and obscure.

"This..." Cedric hesitated, and a vague figure emerged in his mind: Green, the substitute professor of the Defense Against the Dark Arts class.

"I don't know." He confessed, "But do we really need to study the second generation of the Snakeman virus? If it succeeds, wizards will also..." "Humph, are you afraid?" Bella stared at him with a knife-like gaze, "As long as the Snakeman virus can distinguish wizards from Muggles, there must be a way to make it distinguish between pure-blood and non-pure-blood wizards." "Cedric, this is not a bad thing for you. Besides, don't you think those dirty guys in the room just now are disgusting?" Bella suddenly raised her wand and grabbed the two wizards who were eavesdropping in the tunnel. "Bella... Lady Bella, we didn't mean to eavesdrop. Lady Cedric asked us to go down."

Cedric nodded slightly, signaling Bella to let them go first: "How is the experiment on rainwater? Did the Muggles who drank rainwater mutate..."

"Sir, your guess is so accurate!" The wizard who had mocked Cedric before smiled flatteringly, "After the Muggles drank rainwater, even if they were locked up with snake people, or even directly injected with snake people's blood, there was no sign of mutation at all."

"What!" Little Barty exclaimed, his face turned pale: "This , is there something wrong with this rain? ! Damn, that old guy Dumbledore is too insidious, without the snake man..."

"Shut up, little Barty! Are you doubting the power of the master?" Bella shouted coldly, her eyes swept over fiercely: "Have you found anything else?"

"No...no, Master Bella." The two were so scared that they turned pale and answered tremblingly: "These are all we saw and heard. We promise that there is nothing hidden... Can we go out?"

"Go out?" Bella suddenly smiled cruelly, and her wand quickly swung out two killing curses.

The next moment, the two men's bodies collapsed to the ground, their eyes wide open, and they were already dead.

Cedric's face turned pale and his lips almost lost all the blood. Although he had heard of Bella's crazy killing, he still felt cold in his heart when he saw her killing his fellow Death Eaters so capriciously.

The room fell into complete silence for a while. The three of them stared at the two corpses on the ground, with complex thoughts flashing in their eyes.

Although no wizard would really doubt Voldemort's power, this sudden winter rain completely extinguished the most terrible threat of the snake-man virus: infectiousness.

Without this trump card, the entire magical world would probably not accept the reality of the Dark Lord ruling the east coast of America.

They would rather witness the complete destruction of the American magic world and Congress than let the snake-man virus spread in the area under their jurisdiction.

It was this fear that became the most basic premise for the two sides to reach a compromise and start peace talks, and it was also the most important means for Voldemort to deceive the entire magical world.

However, no one expected that just when the negotiations were about to be settled, Dumbledore would make such a neat move to completely cut off the harm of the snake-man virus.

Next, as long as he exerted his influence to urge the magical world to give up peace talks with the Death Eaters. Then, the wizards united to fight against the Dark Lord and the Death Eaters. Then, the only way waiting for everyone here is death and failure.

"He won't get what he wants." Little Batty suddenly sneered, breaking the solemn silence in the room. "I know the faces of politicians. Just like old Batty, they will not give up their own interests. Besides, I don't believe it will rain everywhere tonight."

Bella and Cedric did not respond. They both understood that it was enough to have rain in the core area. As for the edge of the world, even if there was a massacre or complete destruction, the wizards on both sides of the Atlantic did not care.

Two blazing flames shot out from the tip of Bella's staff, and the corpses on the ground burned quickly and fiercely like pine wood full of oil.

Cedric covered his nose and asked again in a low voice unwillingly: "Where is the master?"

"The master and Buck are in the British wizarding world. They have more important things to do." Bella's tone was very stiff, and she obviously didn't want to explain more.

The atmosphere was awkward again, and an atmosphere called orphans was slowly fermenting in the air.

If the Aurors and the Order of the Phoenix launched an attack tonight, the Death Eaters would most likely be seriously injured. Fortunately, they were not as united as the Death Eaters.

Just when this dull suffocating feeling reached its peak, a Death Eater hurried back, "Lady Bella, Little Barty, a huge airship appeared in the northern sky. It is approaching quickly, should we attack it?"

"That is the winter supplies brought by the goblins!" Cedric immediately stopped him, "Guide it to land safely, the supplies I have been waiting for for a long time are finally here."

"Do we have to buy them separately from the goblins?" Little Barty shrugged disapprovingly, "Don't the Muggle supermarkets outside have everything? If you need anything, just go and get it. Okay. "

"It's been ruined. You don't think snake people don't need to eat or drink water? They also need energy to sustain life. Besides, I don't want those Muggles to be exposed to the risk of the virus."

"Isn't there rainwater? Wouldn't it be possible to resist the virus if we use rainwater?"

"Heh..." Cedric sneered and glanced at him with an idiotic look, "Then do you still have clean Muggles for the professor to experiment? Do you have to wait for a batch of newborns to grow up?"

Little Barty licked his dry lips subconsciously, raised his eyebrows slightly, and acquiesced to his negligence. And after this winter rain, those uncontaminated Muggles became the most scarce experimental subjects.

"You go." Bella said coldly, and turned to go up the stairs.

Little Barty quickly pulled Cedric's sleeve, signaling him not to ask anything.

Among all the Death Eaters, Little Barty felt that Cedric was most like himself, so he was closer to him. But if he offended Bella, he would not help him plead.

The two walked out the door side by side, chatting about their different but similar growing environments. Old Barty and Diggory both put too much pressure on their school days.

A huge blue and white airship stretched between the moon and the earth. The shadow it cast was like an invisible veil, covering the buildings on both sides and their heads.

Cedric couldn't help but sigh, thinking secretly: "The skills of the goblins are really extraordinary. Even wizards can't build such a perfect flying machine. This time I cooperated with them, and it was right!"