A magical journey that begins in Azkaban

【1】You desire revenge in your heart, kill all the dementors and destroy the Azkaban prison;

【2】You return to the luxurious manor of the Travis family. The study is filled with books; the maid in the house is beautiful and tender.

【3】Dumbledore appears behind you to remind you to stay away from bad hobbies.

"Stop..." Rogge breathed a sigh of relief. Although the result of this simulation was unethical, it was straightforward.

If Dumbledore shows up to ask questions, he can completely blame Grandpa Torquil for the unhealthy thoughts he instilled! Anyway, the old man didn't deal with Dumbledore when he was alive, forcing him to take action against Grindelwald. Now that he's dead and turned into a portrait, he won't be afraid of the old bee anymore.

"What I show is not your face, but your deepest desires." Rogge stood up and stared at the mirror in front of him.

On the silver-gray mirror, Azkaban in the depths of the North Sea stands among the waves. He held the wand and flew in the air. Jackdaws flew out from the tip of the wand and chewed up the dementors one after another.

The self in the mirror waved the magic wand, and the clear water turned into a world-destroying tsunami and crashed into the Azkaban Castle. The castle instantly fell apart and turned into rubble and sank to the bottom of the sea.

"Well done, that's how it should be!" Rogge felt very happy when he saw this scene!

Before he finished speaking, he put the borrowed books one by one into the bookshelf with the traceless expansion bag in hand. The graceful maid came over carrying tea. She was wearing revealing clothes and dancing her body seductively...

"Oh, Rogge, have you discovered this room too?" Dumbledore's voice came from behind, and Rogge pretended to be startled.

"Also? Principal, is there anyone else?"

"You are always good at finding clues in language." Dumbledore came over and stood side by side in front of the mirror with Roger.

"Harry and Ron both saw it." Dumbledore looked at the words on the ground and said with a smile, "You discovered the beauty of it."

"Ahem..." Rogge touched his head in embarrassment, "The principal is Grandpa Torquier... He always tells me some weird stories at Christmas."

"Principal, grandpa said he knew you and fought alongside you. In Germany..."

Before Rogge could finish speaking, Dumbledore quickly interrupted: "Rogge... the curfew is about to start."

"Ah!" Roger screamed and ran towards the door: "Good night, principal!"

"Good night!" Dumbledore nodded, and when Rogge's footsteps disappeared, he turned to look at the magic mirror.

A man appeared in the mirror. He had long, shiny blond hair and deep, sharp blue eyes that exuded confidence and cunning. Although he was dressed simply and his beard was not carefully groomed, he still looked personable and polite.

"Long time no see." Dumbledore stared at his face, his eyes half nostalgic and half confused. After taking one more look, he waved his hand to let the man in the mirror leave.

"The hatred of dementors, the greed for knowledge, plus the ideas instilled by Torquil..." Dumbledore smiled. The latter two points were indeed immoral, but they did no harm to the magical world.

"Hey, young wizards from pure-blood families are always in trouble, especially when there is an elder who speaks unabashedly." Dumbledore complained that the new generation in the wizarding world had almost forgotten the story between him and Grindelwald.

Rogge ran back to the dormitory, almost exhausted. He fell into the bed and threw aside the book Aurora had given him. Almost, almost fell into the trap.

Old Bee is a very controlling person. He was able to get together with Grindelwald not because he was gentle and kind. What happened today completely proves that he is wary of himself and must be more careful in the future.

"Albus, you dare to set a trap for me! Just wait!" Rogge looked at Star Trail angrily, "I know there is no free lunch in the world."

He waved his magic wand to burn the books on the ground. Then he thought about how he had sacrificed his own life for it, so why should he destroy it?

"Voldemort is not an idiot. Dumbledore must leave the school temporarily to lure the snake out of his hole." Rogge put the book on the bookshelf and decided to take revenge.

"The magic stone is hard to get, but the unicorn in the Forbidden Forest...hehe!" Rogge's eyes flashed with the flames of revenge, and he wrote back to call Bubble.

"My house elf, don't let your master down. Otherwise, I will be very angry!"

In Slytherin's dormitory, a conspiracy against unicorns is taking shape. Rogue doesn't think it's a conspiracy, he's doing his part to protect magical animals before they fall victim to someone.

Before the Defense Against the Dark Arts class, Malfoy was bragging about his knowledge of the Forbidden Forest with Goyle and Crabbe.

"Do you two know about the Forbidden Forest?" Malfoy lowered his head and asked. Goyle and Crabbe acted ignorant.

"Filch sent me to the Forbidden Forest, and that idiot Hagrid didn't let me do anything..."

"Malfoy, you are not allowed to insult my friends?" Harry heard Malfoy's words and looked at him angrily.

"Friend? That big idiot?" Malfoy raised his head arrogantly and glanced at Ron aside.

"I forgot, you always make friends with idiots."

"Malfoy, who are you calling an idiot!" Ron jumped up suddenly and was about to come over and beat him hard.

"You can't even learn Transfiguration and the Leg-locking Charm, aren't you an idiot?" Malfoy suddenly took out his wand and gave Ron a Leg-locking Curse.

Ron's legs snapped together. He lost his balance for a moment and fell to the ground. He opened his eyes wide in horror and watched as his nose hit the ground.

"boom!"

"Hahaha!" The little wizards laughed when they saw Ron the clown, and the classroom was filled with a cheerful atmosphere.

"Ron, are you okay!" Harry quickly helped him up. Slytherin's wizards were so annoying that they should be kicked out of Hogwarts.

"Damn Malfoy!" Ron was covered in filth, and the laughter around him made him want to crawl into the cracks of the ground.

"Malfoy, I'm going to duel with you! Ron and I will teach you a lesson!" Harry looked at the blood flowing from Ron's nostrils, pulled out his wand and glared at him.

"You want to duel with me?" Malfoy looked at Harry in disbelief, "Potter, you abandoned your companions in the Forbidden Forest. To duel with you... would dishonor my honor as a pure-blood wizard."

"Harry is not that kind of person!" Ron firmly defended his friend, he believed in his partner.

"Really?" Malfoy came over and looked at Ron condescendingly.

"If that's the case, Mr. Harry Potter." Malfoy tilted his head and smiled maliciously, raising his voice and asking, "Why did you leave the Forbidden Forest first, and Rogge didn't come back until dawn."

"That stupid giant said you met the monster that killed the unicorn. Were you scared to death? Did you run away?"

"Harry is not a coward!" Ron covered his nose and stood in front of Harry like a knight to argue for him.

"Maybe, at least Rogge gave the unicorn body to our dean."

"Hmph, Weasley. What's that look in your eyes?"

"Don't believe it? Haha, let me tell you, I have seen the body of a unicorn with my own eyes, it is so lifelike..."

"Okay, Malfoy." Roger walked into the classroom and heard their quarrel. He asked Malfoy to sit back and helped Ron unlock the leg-locking spell.

"Harry faced the monster with me, and it was the centaurs who saved us." Rogge looked at Harry with a smile, indicating that he should not be so hostile. Even if there is true hostility, it should be hidden.

In any case, everyone is on the same front in destroying Voldemort.