A magical journey that begins in Azkaban

"What you said makes sense." Dumbledore nodded, "I will consider your suggestion. But as we said before, the most important thing is to respect the child's own choice. The door of Hogwarts is always open to all Peace-loving wizards open up.”

Malfoy glared at him fiercely and immediately adjusted his attitude: "You are right. As a graduate of Hogwarts, the magazine "Wizard's War" owned by the Malfoy family is willing to contribute to this matter."

Dumbledore narrowed his eyes and pondered for a moment: "Thank you for your kindness, Mr. Malfoy. Now, let's go meet Minister Fudge together. After all, the most important thing is to get the child out of Azkaban first."

Dumbledore knew that the turmoil in this matter had just begun. The pure-blood wizards headed by the Malfoy family would never give up this opportunity to attack the Ministry of Magic.

Dumbledore walked into the office, looked at the mess of furniture and frowned: "Recover as before."

"Albus, you're here." Minister Fudge relaxed a little when he saw Dumbledore.

"Fudge, the most important thing now is not whose responsibility it is, but to rescue the child from Azkaban. No matter in every aspect, he is innocent."

"Albus, what if the report is false?" Fudge still maintained his last stubbornness.

Once the Ministry of Magic admits the report, he will bear the brunt of it. Not only will he suffer verbal and verbal criticism from the entire magical world, but he will even lose his position as minister.

"Even if there is a one in 10,000 chance that an innocent child is being held in such a horrific place, we cannot ignore it."

Dumbledore said earnestly, "Believe me, launching an investigation immediately is a wise choice. If the report is true, we can correct a tragic mistake in time; if it is false, it can also allow wizards to calm down unnecessary anger and panic. .The key is to take action, not avoid the problem.”

Fudge was lost in thought. At this time, an Auror hurried in and reported loudly: "Minister, there is a new situation! We received a reply from the Azkaban administrator, and he confirmed that the boy is still alive!"

Fudge's expression changed, and the fire of luck in his heart was ruthlessly extinguished. After a long time, he sighed heavily: "Okay, Albus, it seems we must take action. I will arrange a team to go to Azkaban. If the child is still alive, he will be transferred to Saint Mungo Hospital. We still need to conduct a thorough investigation to find out the cause of this unjust case..."

A relieved smile appeared on Dumbledore's face, "We'd better go there in person, after all, this is about a child's life."

"You're right, I'm going to be a Floo fan right now." Fudge gave special assistant Albert a wink. Since the matter is irreversible, it's better to use this opportunity to put on a show and restore his image in the wizarding world.

Soon after, Dumbledore, Fudge, Malfoy and others came to Azkaban. Rita has not left yet. She watched the teleported group of people with interest and took photos of them arriving in Azkaban.

"Ms. Rita, thank you for your report." Minister Fudge quickly walked towards Rita Skeeter. "Your report saved a child, corrected a mistake, and displayed the professionalism that a reporter should have. Your courage and contribution , worthy of the Order of Merlin."

Rita's eyes widened in surprise, Medal of Merlin! That was the Medal of Honor awarded by Sir Merlin based on the wizard's contribution to the magical world. She did not expect that she would receive this honor.

But soon, she understood what Minister Fudge meant. The Minister wanted to use this medal to shut his mouth to prevent her from continuing to pursue the case. As long as she makes some small adjustments in her reporting, her name will appear on the honors list.

"Minister Fudge, this is what I should do. There may be darkness in the magical world, but justice must prevail. Justice may be late sometimes, but it will eventually defeat darkness."

"You are right, Ms. Rita. Leave the rest to the Ministry of Magic. We will conduct a thorough investigation and announce the results in time."

"Delayed justice, you know how to be sarcastic!" Fudge cursed in his heart, with an appreciative smile on his fat face: "When the time comes, I hope Ms. Rita will do an exclusive interview."

"Don't worry, Minister, I will write an interview on this matter."

Minister Fudge made a deal with Rita in full view of everyone, and everyone understood it tacitly, and no one broke it. They listened to Paul's story about Jessica's mother and son and walked into Azkaban.

"Roger, they are here, remember what your mother taught you?" Jessica heard the movement outside and looked at her son seriously.

"Mom, I want to take you out with me." If it was for himself, Rogge could wait another ten years to break out of Azkaban. But Jessica's body is too weak, and staying in Azkaban will only lead to death.

"Listen to mom and go to school." Jessica shook her head. Her best guess about this matter was that her son could get out of Azkaban. As for herself, she had no hope.

"No." Rogge turned his head stubbornly, and the panel showed that the magic power had been restored.

Roger Travis

Magic: 2.3/2.3

Mental strength: 12

Talents: Dark Affinity, Strong Will, Night Vision

Skills: Wandless casting, fluorescent flash lv3 (36/50), summoning guardian lv2 (0/10)

Rogge looked at the Sims button and sighed helplessly. There was too little magic power in his body. If he put in the simulation function, he would lose the ability to execute the plan.

At this point, all we can do is gamble. For himself and his mother Jessica, he would not hesitate to risk his own life!

Roger stood up and recalled the best things. There are both memories of the previous life and the beautiful life imagined by Jessica. The dark aura of the whole person changed, and every pore exuded joy and happiness.

The joy and happiness in his heart were like a scorching light source in the abyss, causing all the dementors in Azkaban to riot, wanting to annihilate the light source right now. They flew in madly, vowing to drain this person's emotions and soul.

"Roger, what are you doing! Stop!" Jessica shouted in horror.

"Believe me!" Rogge firmly held Jessica's hand. Facing the dementors who rushed into the cell, his tone was full of irresistible power: "Calling the gods for protection!"

In an instant, a silver light appeared in front of Rogge. Its shape is illusory, but like an unbreakable barrier, it blocks the crazy attacking dementors from outside.

On the other side, Minister Fudge and Dumbledore's expressions changed. The dementors actually rioted at this time. Rita was keenly aware that things had changed, so she picked up her camera and started taking pictures.

Dumbledore looked at Lucius seriously, and Lucius quickly explained: "Albus, there is no need for me to take action. We have the same interests in rescuing Rogge."

Dumbledore nodded and glanced at Minister Fudge and Old Barty who were casting spells to stop the dementors. They also had no motive to take action.

"Call the Guardian!" Dumbledore took out the Elder Wand and summoned his Patronus.

A huge silver-white phoenix soars into the sky from the tip of the staff. It spreads its wings, beautiful and solemn. The phoenix sent out a melodious and sweet cry, full of hope and warmth, and drove away the crazy group of dementors in Azkaban.

Dumbledore pushed open the cell door, and the silver-white light in front of Rogge was still shining. Everyone opened their mouths in shock, even Rita who saw this scene for the second time. Only then did others believe that the magic photos were real. An eleven-year-old child could cast spells without a wand and could summon his own patron saint.