Hogwarts vampire professor
Chapter 189 The Prison of Azkaban
Before going to Dumbledore to interrogate Sirius about the prison break, Dracula decided to go to Azkaban first.
In order to snipe Voldemort before, Dracula had already gone around the island where Azkaban was located. This time he walked into a dark moon very familiarly and came to the lonely island standing between the high walls. Outside the fort.
The fortress of Azkaban is made of marble that is full of historical vicissitudes. Because the island is exposed to storms all year round, the continuous marble has been eroded by rain and has countless patterns, marking strips from high to high. A white line of varying widths drawn downwards.
There is no window outside this fortress, only an entrance specially designed for dementors. It is narrow and slender, and it is difficult for even the thinnest wizard to pass through the entrance.
Only dementors, an incorporeal species, can come in and out freely to suck out the remaining happiness in the hearts of prisoners.
Seeing Dracula's arrival, a few dementors patrolling around flew over excitedly.
It is difficult for outsiders to come to this island all year round, and there are few opportunities to obtain new happiness for them. The prisoners have been almost squeezed dry for a long time, and the positive emotions they occasionally generate are simply not enough to fill their teeth.
Therefore, these evil creatures are in a constant state of hunger.
Dracula's arrival made them very excited. The first batch of dementors to discover Dracula rushed over and opened their black hole-like lips, making an excited and weird "squeaking" sound.
"Oh? How long has it been since there were so many more Dementors?"
Dracula squinted his eyes and looked at the dementors swooping down in the air, with a sneer on his lips.
After the first dementor approached, it seemed to sense the overly familiar and terrifying dark aura of Dracula, and its dive momentum suddenly stopped.
Immediately afterwards, the dementor retreated faster than when it came, and flew to the edge of the island almost instantly, trembling all over.
Although the other nearby dementors had no eyes and could not witness the funny actions of their kind, they also had their own unique perception and could sense that the first one of their kind that rushed up quickly retreated away.
The dementors were stunned.
They were puzzled. It took a lot of effort for fresh food to appear here. Why didn't they go to eat and instead left so hastily?
The other dementors could not resist the temptation of food after all, and ignored the abnormal behavior of their kind, and continued to fly towards Dracula.
At this moment, the figure suddenly took out a wand, and a silver-white bat flew out from the tip of the wand, hovering around him and illuminating a dark land shrouded in clouds.
Several Dementors suddenly became anxious and felt a great threat from the body of that small silver-white bat.
More importantly, although they are newly born dementors and have not seen the spectacular sight of the Patronus Bats sweeping the entire island on Halloween last year, they seem to have an innate need for this guardianship in their minds. The deep fear of God.
That is the shadow engraved in the hearts of all Dementors!
As a result, these dementors retreated faster than the first one and flew to the outskirts of the island as if they were escaping. They were afraid that the patron saint would suddenly become larger and more numerous and appear again to cleanse Aziz. Horrible events on Kaban Island.
"You have a pretty good memory." Dracula sneered and took back the wand in his hand.
Although species like dementors really disgusted him, he had no intention of cleaning the Azkaban island again.
In the secret realm on the top of Mount Olympus, Haierbo didn't know what method he used to absorb part of the dissipated Dementor energy into the secret realm to increase his strength.
Dracula didn't want to cause any more trouble to the already hard-working Andros, so he had no choice but to give up the idea of eliminating the Dementors.
What's more, Dementors, a species whose vitality is even more difficult to eliminate than cockroaches, their energy will not disappear after one is eliminated, but will continue to be condensed by the next Dementor who takes over.
Therefore, a widely circulated saying in the magical world is that Dementors cannot be destroyed, but can only be dispersed.
Even if Dracula's high-intensity patron saint spell can truly eliminate it, it won't be long before new dementors will gather again. This is only half a year after Azka was almost wiped out. This is why Ban Island has enough dementors for daily patrols and guards.
Ignoring these annoying dementors, Dracula walked straight towards a narrow and elongated passage in the Azkaban Fortress.
This passage is not only limited by the terrain, which would be too hasty. Many wizards who are proficient in transformation can change their body shape through high-end human transformation, and there is always a way to enter the passage.
Naturally, the Ministry of Magic would not allow such a thing to happen. Many ancient runic characters were engraved inside the passage, and many protective spells were also arranged to completely isolate the effects of all spells and prevent anyone from using magic to cheat.
As for the normal entrance to Azkaban, it is located in the heavily protected Azkaban garrison where the Ministry of Magic employees gather. It is covered with many magical agencies and alarm devices that lead directly to the Department of Magical Law Enforcement. It is difficult for anyone to be able to enter Azkaban. Enter that way without disturbing the Ministry of Magic.
Of course, neither of these two points can actually trouble Dracula.
The reason why he chose the narrow and slender entrance to the Dementors was simply because it was relatively close to a location he knew well and was relatively less troublesome...
Dracula jumped lightly and instantly transformed into a small bat in the air, flying into this narrow and elongated passage with ease.
His transformation is different from simple human transformation. The shape of the bat is not so much the product of transformation as it is another form of Dracula. It is a completely real animal.
Facing a seemingly harmless bat, the protective magic in the passage naturally made no unnecessary noise, allowing Dracula to fly through it easily.
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Tiny bats fly through the narrow passages and emerge into the interior of the fortress.
Dracula's figure appeared quietly, landed lightly on the wet ground, and looked around curiously.
The prison in Azkaban was very dark, filled with a dark and quiet coldness. From time to time, a few dementors came to "eat" or "eat and drink".
When these dementors saw Dracula suddenly appearing inside the prison, most of them behaved in the same way——
First, he acted extremely excited and greedy, thinking that some new prisoners had been sent in, hoping to taste some fresh happy emotions in the new prisoners.
Immediately afterwards, the fear in the hearts of the Dementors will make them discover that this sudden figure is not just a newly sent prisoner, but an extremely dangerous and ruthless man who can cleanse an island of Dementors.
So after the dementors reacted, they immediately fled in all directions, fearing that they would be wiped out if they didn't escape quickly enough...
"Don't leave in a hurry yet." Dracula conveniently caught one of the slowest-reacting dementors. Then he frowned and showed a disgusted expression, "Stop your ability to absorb emotions." Take it, don't disgust me."
The Dementor shivered for a long time, but he really understood Dracula's words and took back the ability that had never been turned off and wanted to absorb other people's happy emotions anytime and anywhere. This made Dracula frown. Soothed.
"Very well, now show me the way. Which cell is Sirius Black's?" Dracula asked.
"Crack, squeak..." The Dementor made a weird sound in confusion, not knowing whether he didn't understand what Dracula meant or because he didn't know where Sirius Black's cell was.
"Didn't you still understand what I said just now?" Dracula frowned again, "As the guard of Azkaban, you don't even know where the escaped prisoner lived before, right?"
Hearing Dracula talk about escaping from prison, the Dementor understood this time and nodded its strange-looking head violently.
It seemed that it wasn't that it didn't know where Sirius lived, but that it didn't know the names of the prisoners.
The Dementor glanced at Dracula hesitantly, and thought for a moment with his extremely poor brain. He thought of the Patronus Curse that enveloped the entire Azkaban island more than half a year ago... so he decisively chose to do it. Dementor's spy!
It flicked its tattered black cloak, pointed one corner of the cloak in a direction of the prison, motioned for Dracula to follow it, and then took the lead in floating in that direction.
Dracula looked at the dementors' weird movements and followed them with interest.
Along the way, he walked through dark cells one after another and saw many prisoners with haggard and pale faces.
This seems to be a corner that has been forgotten and despised by the world. The prison is filled with the smell of rot and mold, and a desolate and painful emotion hangs in the rancid air, which is particularly heart-wrenching.
There is no window in Azkaban's prison, but occasionally a bit of cold wind blows in from the cracks in the wall, causing a mournful sound of "Woo... Wu..." and blowing up the thick layer of dust on the ground. Thick dust floated in the air, filling the entire dungeon. It even spread the sour, rotten, and rotten smell, penetrating into the psychology of every prisoner, making them inexplicably frightened.
In this silent prison, a sudden clang or a prisoner's unwilling roar is like awakening the ghost of a person who has been sleeping for many years, hurting everyone's eardrums. Only the darkness that penetrates into the heart is their eternal partner!
But these prisoners tortured by dementors have long been numb to the thick darkness and miserable environment. What they fear most is that the dementors come to the prison to eat every day, which will take away a few hours of their life. Time forcibly raises a glimmer of hope from the bottom of my heart...
Therefore, more prisoners choose to paralyze themselves, allowing themselves to lose their spirits and fall into madness in this never-ending prison!
Dracula was walking with the dementors and saw the horrific scenes around him. There was no fluctuation in his expression, and he looked particularly indifferent.
Azkaban Prison is divided into seven floors, divided from low to high into prison areas with different levels of crime.
Most of the prisoners on the first two floors were serving sentences of less than one month. The mental state of the prisoners on this floor was relatively normal, and most of them still had expectations of returning to a free life in the near future.
The Ministry of Magic does not allow dementors to over-visit the wizards in this area, and only allows them to come to this level to "eat" once every three days.
Most of these people just showed a little curiosity about Dracula's arrival and didn't pay much attention. They all thought that such a person with a dementor leading the way was some high-ranking official from the Ministry of Magic who came to pretend to patrol. .
The people on the third and fourth floors are prisoners with sentences of more than one month and less than three years. Although their mental state is depressed, there is still a glimmer of hope in their eyes to regain their ability to talk to themselves.
Starting from the third floor, few people will notice Dracula's arrival.
They just hope that they can keep a trace of clarity in their hearts to prevent themselves from going completely crazy under the torture of the dementors before the end of their sentence, and their long-term resistance will be in vain.
The fifth and sixth floors are all prisoners with sentences of more than three years.
Among these two levels, it is difficult to see a few people who have not gone crazy. Only the wizards with the strongest willpower can maintain their consciousness.
These two floors are also the places where dementors visit the most. There are no restrictions on "eating" on the first four floors, and there is still a trace of positive emotions that can be squeezed out. It is a pain for the wizards who are imprisoned here...
Unknowingly, Dracula followed the captured Dementor to the seventh floor of Azkaban Prison——
This level is basically filled with heinous dark wizards, most of whom are Death Eaters who were arrested during the last Wizarding War started by Voldemort.
Compared to the fifth and sixth floors, Dementors don't like coming to this floor that has no restrictions at all...
This is because every dark wizard imprisoned here is originally a lunatic. They either enjoy torturing people or have a soft spot for some unscrupulous black magic. Dementors cannot absorb it from their hearts. No matter what positive emotions, it is natural to gradually lose interest in this layer.
Sirius Black was imprisoned on this level before escaping from prison.
"Hahahaha... Let me see who comes to visit us this time? I guess it's not that incompetent fool Fudge."
As soon as Dracula walked up the last step of the seventh floor, the voice of a crazy witch came over.
Although her voice was slightly weak, it seemed more powerful than the prisoners on the previous floors.
"Haha... I've never seen you. That idiot Fudge has really stepped down, right?" The witch smiled crazily and mocked Dracula, "My stupid cousin actually escaped from Azkaban. This incident caused him a lot of suffering, right?"
Dracula looked over and saw a witch with thick black hair, probably in her thirties.
She has a thick jaw, thin lips, thick eyelids and thick long eyelashes. Although her complexion is a bit withered and haggard, she can still tell that she should have looked very beautiful.
Seeing this face that was very similar to Regulus, Dracula raised his eyebrows in surprise:
"Hey, another Blake?"
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