Hogwarts behind-the-scenes big boss

There is no doubt that this is the back of Azkaban.

Moriarty's eyes are getting brighter and brighter, no wonder it gives him a familiar feeling, and the water is black, which further confirms that this is Azkaban.

Dumbledore also noticed it, and his expression turned ugly.

"For those Death Eaters who don't have enough respect for magic and life, Azkaban is a place they don't want to think about in their lives. So? The White Cloak is not a Death Eater."

Dumbledore looked relieved, but the look in his eyes was even more nervous.

Moriarty understood what he was thinking: not even the most vicious Death Eaters dared to come to Azkaban.

Who is hiding on the island near Azkaban? I'm afraid it's not a small character.

"Instead of marveling at Azkaban here, I prefer to take action - go to the island and take a look."

As Moriarty spoke, he lightly tapped his staff against the sea. He stepped forward and stepped on the water easily with his feet.

"Meow!"

Sophie transformed back into her white cat form and jumped onto Moriarty's shoulders.

Only Dumbledore did not move. He slowly stretched out his right hand and stopped in front of Moriarty.

"I don't recommend that you go to the island to explore," Dumbledore said in a solemn tone: "I have to tell you something. The dementors who protect Azkaban often gather on the back of Azkaban. This sea surface,

It’s territory they can monitor.”

"But we saw the White Cloaks... what did you call them? Corpses? They passed behind Azkaban, and the dementors didn't notice their whereabouts, not at all. Doesn't that explain the problem?"

"Meow~" Sophie said with disdain: "The corpse witches are not living beings, how can the dementors detect them! The most powerful white wizard dare not enter the island, and your anti-fans have increased, Mr. Principal."

Dumbledore was not affected and explained calmly: "Not being a living thing does not mean that there are no emotional fluctuations. During our battle with the Corpse Witch, the Corpse Witch chanted so many evil curses to us - I dare say it will last a hundred years.

The two most terrifying dark wizards in the world have not mastered as many curses as them, and magic, especially dark magic, always cannot circumvent emotions."

He looked at Azkaban, which looked pitch-black in the night, and frowned: "The fact that the dementors didn't warn is already telling the problem. What's more, it's a corpse witch. The corpse witch also needs humans, right? How could the dementors not warn?

Attack aliens."

Sophie licked the corner of her mouth slightly, what she said made sense.

Moriarty suddenly smiled and said to Dumbledore: "You have always distrusted dementors, right?"

"Yes," Dumbledore's voice became sonorous and powerful: "In fact, when I was a few years older than you, I once suspected that dementors were not born naturally, but were created by the hands of some dark wizard!

"

Moriarty's heart moved, and he saw a flash of recollection flash across Dumbledore's eyes, and he smiled at the same time.

"I may be one of the only two people in the world who had such doubts, but I later gave up on that idea. Enough about wizards, why should I care about dementors?"

Dumbledore returned to the topic: "I just want to express - if you are not well prepared and rush to the island, there will be too many uncertainties."

Moriarty looked at Dumbledore. If Dementors are mysterious, then the old man in front of him also has many secrets.

Just like he said that there are two people in the world who suspect that Dementors are man-made, and the other person may be Grindelwald.

It would be so cool if Dumbledore and Grindelwald thought together, Rowling couldn't even say they could think of that!

After smiling slightly, Moriarty made up his mind.

He turned in a direction and faced Azkaban: "Since there is a problem with the dementor guard, let's not go into the island and go see the dementors!"

"Maybe tonight you can arouse the long-lost passion in me." Dumbledore smiled slightly.

The two of them exchanged a tacit look, cast the Disguise Charm on themselves respectively, and walked in slowly.

Dumbledore said as he passed an Auror post: "It seems that after the prison break, the Ministry has sent more manpower."

"Rufus Scrimgeour," Moriarty said of the director of the Auror Office: "He is still a very responsible wizard."

"With more manpower, the danger has also increased." Dumbledore quickly swept past a group of dementors.

Dementors have a keen quality, and you may be discovered if you stare at them for more than a second.

Sophie didn't have this worry. She blinked her cat eyes and glanced around. Now she was a harmless cat, and the animal's emotions were not intense.

"If there was a second wizarding war, would you trap the dementors?" Moriarty asked Dumbledore.

Dumbledore never trusted Dementors, and he expressed his deep disgust for them.

But as soon as Voldemort returned, Dumbledore suggested that Fudge free Azkaban from the control of the Dementors.

On the contrary, he is a giant.

Dumbledore suggested that Fudge send someone to win over the giant. When Fudge refused, Dumbledore himself sent Hagrid and Madame Maxime to win over the giant.

It's enough to show how much Dumbledore hates dementors.

Dumbledore nodded without hesitation and said: "Half of the people in the Ministry can sleep soundly at night only because they know that there are dementors standing guard in Azkaban! But!

Any Dark Wizard can provide a Dementor with far more power and pleasure than the Ministry of Magic can provide!"

At this time, they had walked around the first floor of Azkaban, and nothing was out of the ordinary.

Azkaban is very big. Sophie rubbed her sore flesh pads and meowed softly: "How big is it here? Why do I feel like I can't finish walking until dawn?"

"Azkaban may have used a traceless stretching spell or similar magic inside to ensure that it can accommodate all the criminals in Britain." Moriarty told her softly.

"And through some specific spells, Azkaban is hidden from the Muggle world and cannot be plotted."

After talking about the history of Azkaban that he learned about in the magic book, Moriarty thought about the time when he and Tonks came to Azkaban.

"Professor, you did very well in the History of Magic class, didn't you?" Moriarty teased.

"Oh~ I don't know what to say, um..." Dumbledore thought for a while and said with a smile: "As far as I know, there are only two students in Hogwarts who have obtained full marks in all subjects in the seven grades.

Now these two students are standing here."

"Haha," Moriarty laughed: "Very good, so do you know the history of this island? I really hope someone can tell me about it. I suspect that the weird thing is not Azkaban, but this island.

The island itself.”

Dumbledore stopped smiling: "Island? You've confused me. The history of Azkaban can be traced back to 1718. The history of the island is definitely longer than 1718. What do you think?"

"I think so too, I even came up with an idea," Moriarty said slowly: "There are indigenous people on the island."

Dumbledore's light blue eyes blinked and he didn't speak again, nor did Moriarty. The two of them walked in silence for a while and finished the second floor.

"I just discovered that the two students Mr. Principal mentioned are Mr. Principal and Master Moriarty." Sophie said lazily.

Moriarty and Dumbledore looked at each other and smiled. Sophie stepped on Moriarty's cheek with her pink flesh pad and asked, "But Master Moriarty has not graduated?"

"Isn't this what will happen in the future?" Dumbledore said calmly, and then stopped, "I think there is no need for us to go on, there is nothing abnormal about the dementors."

"It doesn't matter, I asked the ghost snake to visit every corner of the prison, and there is indeed nothing abnormal." Moriarty didn't want to leave either.

It's a complete waste of time in prison listening to the prisoners' muffled screams and the dementors' cold breath.

"Ah?" Suo Fei purred dissatisfiedly, "I didn't tell you earlier→_→"

"In some cases, if you take a closer look, you will find that you can't see anything. But in some cases, you can only see more clearly if you take a step closer."

Moriarty said calmly. He waved his staff and pointed at a group of approaching dementors: "Didn't you notice that there are very few dementors in Azkaban today?"

"Rare, what do you mean..." Dumbledore's glasses reflected a beam of light.

"If my guess is correct, most of the dementors go to the back of Azkaban, that is, the cemetery. I asked Mr. Rufus Scrimgeour, and he said that the dementors like it there very much."

"I don't think so. Although it is very convenient to absorb souls there, the emotional taste of a living person and a dead person are definitely different. The dementors leave the living prisoners alone and go to suck the dead instead?"

"Continue to complete your idea back then, professor?"

"It's not impossible for dementors to be created artificially, just like corpse witches."

Moriarty's eyes swept across Azkaban. Dumbledore noticed that look and felt a long-lost feeling in his heart.

Moriarty's eyes were just like the eyes he and Grindelwald had every time they proposed an idea, with stars and the sea in their eyes.

No, more focused and determined than them.

(Improper sleeping posture, stiff neck for three or four days (╯︵╰,))