Hogwarts: The Drugged Lord, Enemy Of Wizards

"Shashasha..."

The rustling sound of friction kept getting more intense amidst the crashing sounds of waves in the distance.

"Crack! Crack!"

A strange figure wrapped in tattered black linen, howling fiercely, stretched out a hand covered with scabs, revealing the rotten arms under the black cloth.

Chasing the recidivist fleeing frantically in front of him.

On the cold blue-black stone road, large areas of ice condensed.

Dementors! Jailer of Azkaban!

One of the most dangerous magic races in the magic world!

However, these did not pose much of an obstacle to the strange snake in front of him, which had a strange potion in its mouth.

"hiss......"

The strange snake whose scales were constantly changing in color neighed. While shaking its body, its moving speed did not slow down. However, there were already several hideous scratches on its body along the way.

However, such a ferocious injury did not cause it to flinch in the slightest.

On top of the potion in the mouth, the fresh soil is still exuding the fragrance after the rain. This is what the adults need. It must be kept intact...

"hiss!"

The strange snake accelerated, its body resembled white lightning flashing among the rocks, and more and more Dementors gathered.

After various pursuits and interceptions, in a short period of time, the strange snake had more and more scars on its body, and blood flowed out.

The bright red blood looked so inconspicuous among the dark rocks.

The Dementors behind him were densely packed, with hundreds of them.

The strange snake seemed to have seen something, with a hint of surprise in its golden vertical pupils.

The body flicked violently, and the body flew out.

The next moment, the white snake body covered with scars crossed a boundary.

They were two ordinary sickles soaked in rainwater and stuck crosswise on the ground, looking extremely weird.

However, at the moment when the strange snake rushed over the scythe, the group of dementors who were only two or three meters away from each other seemed to have seen something terrifying.

The body floating in the air also hurried to the brakes.

"Roar!"

Angry and unwilling howls echoed around Azkaban.

This caused the prisoners throughout the prison to tremble in fear.

And this scene happened to be seen by the strange snake that was winding its way towards the top of the Azkaban Tower.

The situation in Azkaban Prison is special. It is blessed with various magics. Not only does it have a huge space inside, but it also has extremely strong isolation magic on the outside.

However, at this moment, this layer of isolation magic seemed to have no effect on the strange snake in front of him.

While climbing up, through the window, I saw dark and damp cells, as well as the shivering, crazy prisoners in them, and the strange snake's eyes flashed pity and happiness.

"Shashasha..."

The body kept climbing up, and all kinds of crazy howls echoed in Azkaban.

"Let me out! I admit my mistake, I have already admitted my mistake!"

"Damn the Ministry of Magic, the great Death Eaters will make you pay a heavy price. You can't lock me in! I will definitely get out! Definitely!!!"

"Hahahaha, honey, what did I hear? Someone actually said he wanted to go out. He is so cute."

"Dementors, what happened to those dementors? Damn it, who is stimulating those disgusting guys..."

Covered with blood and dirt, the rain was carrying a cold wind, it was biting cold, and the stone bed was as hard as iron.

And the chain connected to the stone lock on the wall, completely binding the prisoner in the cell.

That's not just a chain, it's also a "tableware" that Dementors need to use when eating to prevent food from escaping...

The strange snake didn't see this. It had been going back and forth like this at least a hundred times over the years.

The guests in these cells are no longer the same group of people as before.

If we say that originally, it would have taken pity on these people and helped them bring back some fresh gadgets from outside.

Now it is already numb.

"No matter what happens, as long as nothing happens to the adults, it doesn't matter to these people..."

On top of the potion in its mouth, the soil fell a little due to the fierce escape just now, and a scent of medicine began to spread, making the strange snake tense up instantly.

The climbing speed couldn't help but become a little faster.

The heavy rain washed away the tower of Azkaban, and the prisoners and the surrounding Dementors were crying and howling. Combined with the pale thunder that came from time to time, the strange snake at this moment was like Prometheus stealing fire.

One floor, two floors, five floors...More than a dozen floors were climbed.

We arrived at the top level of Azkaban, and a platform protruding outside the high platform.

A Dementor, who seemed to be taller in stature and exuded a stronger aura of terror, stood quietly here.

It's not like those dementors before, shouting and killing all the strange snakes.

However, it is also very good, blocking the window in front of you.

The strange snake was not surprised by this.

The flashing light in the golden vertical pupils showed that the injuries on his body would never be forgotten like this.

Dementor: "......"

In the cold silence, the strange snake slowly opened its mouth.

The potion was fully revealed, and it was a flower emitting bursts of purple light.

Hayne flowers.

An extremely rare and precious magic potion that lives in deep mountains and old forests.

On average, one plant costs more than 3,000 gold galleons, and it is still expensive but not marketable.

The dementor's corrupted skeleton head lowered its head slightly, and pretended to look at it for a while. Seeing the murderous intent in the eyes of the strange snake in front of him gradually emerge, he then moved away from his body.

The window, covered with a layer of frost, slowly opened.

The strange snake once again held the Hain curtain flower in its mouth.

Get through the window in front of you and just come in.

The warm medicinal fragrance that came towards him made him relax completely, and his body covered with scars and bleeding unconsciously lay on the soft carpet.

The eyelids slowly began to fight.

There was a sound of footsteps, in the warm light and shadow.

A familiar figure wearing the latest nightgown from Madam Malkin's Clothing Store this year walked over, accompanied by the other party's voice with obvious anger.

"Elizabeth, your injury is more serious than last time... It seems that you need to show these dirty things how to be a qualified watchdog in front of me!"

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