A magical journey that begins in Azkaban

Laboratory 14 fell into a brief silence, and the air was still filled with the smell of burning. The Aurors were busy moving the victims, and everyone's face was full of shock and confusion, obviously thinking about what had just happened.

Drew wiped the sweat from his forehead and murmured in a low voice: "Merlin bless, I hope that kid knows what he is doing."

"Don't worry about it, Drew." His partner patted his shoulder with a hint of awe in his tone: "The kid's magic is so powerful that he doesn't need our help at all. Let's focus on the task at hand."

The Aurors took the hostages out of the tunnel and handed them over to Bellinrum who was waiting outside. Without stopping, they immediately went into the remaining laboratories to continue the search and rescue.

Everyone soon realized that the number of people below was far more than expected. Nearly a thousand terrified Muggles, hundreds of weak wizards, and a large number of unrecognizable infected bodies filled the dark space.

"This is simply a hell on earth, and the Death Eaters should be hanged." The Aurors sighed in a low voice, with tears of pity in their eyes.

They put on dragon leather gloves and carefully avoided the swollen pustules on the infected bodies. Despite the danger of being infected with unknown viruses, they still worked tirelessly in the hope of rescuing more survivors.

As more and more people were rescued, violent conflicts broke out among the hostages, and fear and prejudice spread among the crowd.

"Keep these warthogs covered with pustules away from us! Don't you idiots know that these infected people carry deadly viruses? They will kill all of us!"

His words caused a commotion, and others began to push each other, trying to stay away from those poor infected people.

"Enough, keep quiet!" A burly Auror roared, his voice was like thunder, and instantly calmed the restless crowd.

He sternly glanced at everyone, "Have you forgotten where this is? This is the Dark Lord's territory! If you don't want to be captured by the Death Eaters, shut up and obey the command!"

His reprimand was quite useful. Voldemort's deterrence was far easier to soothe people's hearts than tender words. People held their breath, fearing that the Dark Lord who could not be named would suddenly appear in front of them.

However, as time went on, the rescued people gradually formed three distinct groups: the depressed wizards who had lost their wands gathered together and talked in low voices; the uninfected Muggles were panic-stricken and full of doubts about everything around them; and the sickly infected bodies were isolated, and the pain and despair on their faces were heartbreaking.

Bellingrum and his hot air balloon were suspended in the sky. No matter how the Aurors shouted, he did not come down: "We agreed on 100 Galleons per person... No, wait, Roger said double it, that is, 200."

His eyes flashed with the light of gold Galleons, and his fingers moved quickly in the air, counting the number of people on the ground.

"I'm rich! I'm rich!" He shouted ecstatically, sincerely hoping that the Aurors could continue to work hard and save more people. After all, every time he saved one more person, his wallet would be a little fatter.

The Aurors had nothing to say about the shamelessness of the goblins.

Some people cursed in a low voice, but more people chose to focus on the rescue work. At this critical moment, it was obviously meaningless to argue about the morality of goblins.

At the same time, deep underground, Roger had just broken the door of Laboratory No. 10 with powerful magic. When the dust cleared, he held his breath, expecting to see the passage to Baldwin Laboratory.

However, what came into view was not Laboratory No. 9, but a deep and unfathomable underground lake. The calm water surface was like a huge black mirror, lying across the crypt.

Roger frowned slightly and raised his wand. A bright light spot shot out from the tip of the wand, like a clever firefly, lightly jumping into the lake.

The light spot drew a graceful arc in the water, gradually sinking, illuminating the mysterious outline of the bottom of the lake.

"No, no! Still no!!" Roger's eyebrows were twisted together. He glanced at his watch, and his heart tightened. There were still 20 minutes to evacuate.

On the other side of the underground lake, the No. 1-8 laboratory had been opened by Dalish. Through the crow mask, the complementary vision allowed them to have a panoramic view of the underground lake.

"Is there a secret door underwater?" Rogge took a deep breath and quickly cast a waterproof spell on his clothes and shoes. Then, he put on the bubble head spell and dived into the water like a fish.

The underwater world instantly unfolded before his eyes. Rogge's eyes were wide open, and he quickly and carefully scanned every corner of the bottom of the water, not missing any possible clues.

The entire underground lake has been isolated from the outside world for a long time, forming a unique ecosystem. Due to the long-term lack of light, the creatures in the water have evolved special characteristics to adapt to the dark environment.

Transparent and colorless fish swam silently, their eyes had completely degenerated, but their other senses were extremely sharp. The moment Rogge entered the water, the changes in water flow and the subtle chemical signals he released were immediately captured by these magical creatures.

Before Rogge could fully adapt to this unfamiliar underwater environment, these strange creatures disappeared without a trace like ghosts. He looked around in confusion, only to see some strange fungi scattered on the empty lake bottom, and round stalactites standing quietly.

As for the entrance to Laboratory No. 9, there was no trace of it at all.

Rogge swam another circle without giving up, and spent five minutes to conduct a carpet search of the lake bottom again.

"No trace of magic." He had to get out of the water and rethink the location of Baldwin's laboratory.

"If I were him, where would I put the laboratory?" He shook his head, water droplets splashed, and his thoughts ran fast.

Rogge closed his eyes and tried to think from the perspective of his opponent: "A secret place, a place convenient for virus research, which will not be easily discovered and reached by wizards."

He looked up and stared at the uneven stalactites above his head. They were like upside-down swords, exuding a mysterious atmosphere. A voice deep in his heart told him: Baldwin's laboratory must be nearby.

Because all the test subjects are here, and Bella is very urgent...

"Where is the virus research laboratory?" He asked himself and answered himself, his brain running fast, re-examining every detail he saw along the way.

Snow-covered wilderness, abandoned Fort Detrick, smooth tunnels, Lab 15... all the images flashed through his mind like slides, but the trace of Lab 9 was still hard to find.

"When I was doing virus research..." A long-lost memory came to mind, and Rogge's eyes suddenly lit up, as if he had found a breakthrough.

Recalling the laboratory of Cambridge Medical Company, he remembered that although it was well-equipped, it did not require too much space.

"Lab 9 is right above!" This thought exploded in his mind like a thunder. Rogge immediately turned around and flew towards the exit.

"What's wrong?" Someone shouted to him, full of doubts.

But Rogge had no time to explain. Time was running out, and every second was precious.

Rogge quickly flew into the air and overlooked the entire Fort Detrick complex and layout.

The entire biological laboratory park is in the shape of an arrow, giving people a sharp and precise feeling. The central building is cleverly spliced ​​with rectangular and long buildings to form a complex and orderly structure. At the tail of the arrow, several buildings with gray-black exterior walls stand quietly, looking like offices and rest areas.

In these seemingly ordinary buildings, there are creepy secrets. They study, cultivate, and reorganize various deadly biochemical viruses. Anthrax, plague, cholera, Agent Orange... All the biochemical killers you have heard of and have not heard of in the world are here.

Not only that, some secret rooms serve mind control experiments, while others may be based on human anatomy results to conduct quantitative chemical determinations of human emotions.

Rogge has visited some floors and witnessed with his own eyes that in the cradle behind the glass, cold pipes extract some kind of nutrient from the baby's body.

Not to mention the infamous "731 Building", where the numerous crimes committed by the Japanese Kwantung Army were all accepted by Fort Detrick.

Rogge twisted his neck, with anger and disgust flashing in his eyes. But time is tight, and he can't search every building and every room one by one. There is only one best way: demolish the building.

"Bellinrum, take them away." Roger ordered calmly.

"But the boat ticket fee..." Bellinrum was about to complain, but when he saw Roger's cold eyes, he immediately shut up.

He quickly controlled several magic hot air balloons to land, and shouted loudly: "Hurry up, you poor guys! It's really bad luck that you were allowed in without paying."

A Muggle stared at Bellinrum in horror and screamed: "What the hell are you... a monster!"

Bellinrum was enraged and cursed angrily: "You are a monster! Your whole family is a monster!"

He turned back and shouted to the Auror: "They should be thrown down. There is no poor guy with a Galleon. It's not a pity to die."

Roger ignored this episode. After the hot air balloon rose slightly, he immediately began to demolish the building.

His eyes were fixed on the two buildings in the center of the park. They were located above the underground lake and were the primary suspects of Laboratory No. 9.

"Shattered, collapsed rapidly, blazing flames." Rogge cast three spells in succession, and as he waved his wand, powerful magic burst out like lightning.

The wall with embedded steel plates instantly cracked under the impact of the spell, and then a raging fire swept through the exposed room, turning everything into ashes.

The first, the second... The white building was reduced to ruins under Rogge's spell, but Laboratory No. 9 still did not appear. Thick smoke and dust filled the air, blocking the view.

Rogge calmly chanted: "Magic Apparition."

A fan-shaped light swept across the ruins, and any hidden traces of magic would be revealed under this spell. Sure enough, a few blue lights flashed in the gray-yellow smoke.

But they were very weak, and if you were not concentrating, it would be easy to ignore them.

"Clear water like a spring!" He then cast the next spell.

Compared with the burst of flames, water flow has the characteristic of being pervasive. A large stream of water gushed out from the tip of the wand, quickly submerging the smoke and ruins.

While increasing the output of magic power, he kept a close eye on the water surface, looking for a location where a large number of bubbles might appear. That was probably the entrance to Lab 9.

A minute later, the water in the entire park had reached a depth of 30 centimeters. Except for the ground under his feet, bubbles were everywhere in the entire park.

"Will these people dig out the bottom?" He thought for a moment and decided to use a more advanced spell, "Flood."

In an instant, more turbulent water spurted out from the wand, sweeping across the entire park like a flood that broke a bank. The waves gradually rose and the water level rose rapidly, soon exceeding one meter deep.

Rogge flew in the air, vigilantly observing the movement of the water flow and the distribution of bubbles.

Blah blah blah, blah blah...

The waves turned bright white in the sunlight, rolling and driving more water into the underground cavity.

A whirlpool far larger than other places appeared in the ruins in the center of the park. The corners of his mouth raised slightly and he whispered: "I found you!"

He said without hesitation: "Collapse quickly."

The curse was like a heavy hammer, severely shattering the hard and thick concrete beneath the center of the vortex.

"Laboratory 9!" Rogge showed a victorious smile and stepped into the collapsed pit.

The sight before him was very different from what he had imagined. Baldwin's virus laboratory is not an ordinary masonry structure, but is made of thousands of natural crystals cleverly spliced ​​together. This design can take advantage of the crystal's affinity for magic to obscure magic detection and avoid being discovered by other wizards.

If it weren't for Rogge's alertness and caution, he might have escaped.

Baldwin in the laboratory heard the movement outside and glanced outside through the crystal wall. The crow mask on Rogge's face startled him a little, but his eyes did not show fear, but instead showed a trace of calmness.

"Open the Alaho hole." A silver light shot out from the tip of the wand, and the crystal door was slightly shaken open. Rogge carefully slid into the room and looked at everything around him vigilantly.

"Hahaha." Baldwin sat in front of the experiment table and let out a deep, hoarse laugh. "You know, my experiment has been successful. I just assembled it!"

"The snake-man virus is my stolen achievement, this is my real work." Baldwin picked up the test tube filled with pink-blue liquid, his eyes full of pride: "It has the lethality of dragonpox virus, and can be as lethal as anthrax." It lurks in the soil and it kills all muggles."

"Do you know what this means?" Baldwin stood up slowly, his eyes flashing with enthusiasm. "Change the world so that wizards and muggles alike are killed by it. Killed by my Death Virus!!"

"But Bella is still not satisfied. She wants me to create a virus that kills mixed-blood wizards. That stupid woman, what is purity..."

When Baldwin wanted to say something more, Roger calmly raised his wand. Three "Shen Feng Wuying" shot out like lightning, accurately piercing Baldwin's brain and chest.

A trace of doubt flashed in Baldwin's eyes, as if he was asking silently: "Why didn't you wait for me to finish?" But soon, the light of life disappeared from his eyes. He returned to death with doubts.

Roger didn't care about Baldwin's research or the purpose of the pink-blue liquid. In his opinion, these are too dangerous and should not exist in this world.

He summoned a fierce fire, and the blazing magical flames raged in the crystal room. Starting from Baldwin's body, it greedily devoured all combustible objects. Everything in the laboratory: documents, equipment, liquids in test tubes - were reduced to ashes in the fierce fire.

Roger watched it all calmly, making sure that no research data survived.

"4:15, just right." He raised his watch and took a look, then went on to deal with the 14 cave laboratories.

He carefully checked the entire laboratory to ensure that no potentially dangerous items or information had been missed. In the licking of the fierce fire, everything about Baldwin was completely erased.

In Rogge's mind, he actually agreed with Baldwin: It was simply impossible to create a virus that only targeted mixed-race wizards.

Because pure blood is just a social concept based on family blood, it does not mean that pure blood wizards have anything special in magic.

Even without their group of holy pure-blood families, new holy pure-blood families would be born in the magic world. Maybe change it to another name, such as Order of the Phoenix, Lionheart Alliance or something like that.

As long as they can represent powerful power and huge wealth, they can be called holy pure blood.

In fact, even if he failed to act, Baldwin's fate was sealed. Bella, a fanatical pure-blooded person, would never accept the conclusions of Baldwin's research.

In her worldview, there are essential differences between wizards, and purebloods are superior to others. Baldwin's discovery shook the foundation of this belief, something Bella could not tolerate.

Rather than saying that the crystal fortified the laboratory, it was better to say that it fortified Baldwin's cell and coffin.