Mixed With Marvel's Hogwarts Professor

Chapter 423 The only remaining Death Eater—Sirius?

Azkaban, deep down.

At this moment, the originally quiet and dark cell seemed to be stimulated by some kind of stimulation, and it began to become a little more lively.

"The master is here."

"We're saved."

"Those damned Aurors, the master will take us to revenge."

"."

Sirius stayed in the corner of the cell, raised his head slightly, as if he was disturbed by the noisy scene around him.

But then, he lowered his head again, closed his eyes, and curled up quietly in the corner.

If you observe carefully, you will find that his eyes are dull, and his body is not even moving.

If it wasn't for the slight ups and downs of breathing, it might be mistaken for a dead body.

Time may be too long, and his long-term memory is beginning to be a little fuzzy.

But there was one thing he never forgot.

He is guilty!

Damn him!

Since his revenge was successful, he should stay in this cage until he dies.

As for the outside, it has nothing to do with him.

Sirius curled up in a corner and began to fall into his dream again.

His dream was full of bitter, tragic tone.

Because, even if there is a little joy, it will be swallowed up after being discovered by the dementors.

So, he got used to it.

In his dream, he saw his friend James and Lily's family died because of his mistaken belief in villains.

Although revenge, but death is still a fact.

All this is his fault.

So, damn him.

boom! boom! boom!

In the alley between the cells, spells clashed with spells.

The scorching flames, the shattered walls, the constant roar, and a large amount of dust fell down one after another.

It fell on Sirius.

However, this may be because there is nothing more sorrowful than heartbreak, he doesn't care, he is still curled up in the corner.

"ah!"

"Death Eater, no, the Dark Lord is coming."

"Death curse, resist with death curse, kill the intruder."

"."

"Avada Kedavra!"

"Haha, these damned Aurors are finally dead."

"."

Accompanied by the resistance and struggle of the Aurors, the miserable cries became smaller and smaller, while the excited cheers of the prisoners became louder and louder.

It seems to indicate that the prison of Azkaban has been breached.

"I am Addas the Death Eater, my master's loyal servant, let me out quickly."

"I have admired Lord Dark Lord for a long time, and please friends, please let me out, so that I can have the opportunity to join the ranks of Death Eaters."

"I, Bellatrix, help me out quickly, I am going to see the master."

"."

Azkamen was breached, and the victorious Death Eaters wandered back and forth in the cell, seemingly looking for their former companions.

Meanwhile, the former Death Eaters, the imprisoned black necromancers, all shouted, trying to gain freedom.

"Quiet, anyone who wants to go out, shut up!"

"Who's there"

Horsman, the Death Eater, pressed his wand to his throat and shouted loudly.

All of a sudden, all the shouting stopped.

Seeing this scene, Housman nodded in satisfaction, and then said loudly again: "You would have stayed in this dark cell until you died."

"And now, the great Dark Lord has given you a chance."

"Exchange loyalty for freedom and future glory."

"Tell me, would you like to?"

As soon as the voice fell, the entire underground cell was deafened by the willingness to connect.

Many prisoners just walked to the door of the cell, and kept waving their arms, as if to express their excitement and urgency.

However, Horsman also discovered that no one appeared at the door of some cells, and no sound came from them.

But he didn't care, the master had already told him clearly.

Recruit black necromancers who are willing to surrender, as for those who are unwilling, don't bother.

Let them rot in their cells until they die.

then

"Thunderbolt explodes!"

"Thunderbolt explodes!"

"."

boom! boom! boom!

A series of thunderbolt curses were continuously cast, and the iron bars of the cell were shattered.

A large number of black necromancers and former Death Eaters came out one after another, standing in front of Horsman and others spontaneously.

They now have no wands, and the long life of captivity has left their bodies weak.

It can be said that it is defenseless.

To recover, to regain the ability to cast spells, you have to rely on the Dark Lord.

Afterwards, Housman walked up with the former lion figure and the black necromancers from the same city.

He has completed the task assigned by the Dark Lord.

Now, it's time to take someone to meet the great Dark Lord.

Branded Death Eaters marks one by one.

Loyalty is not just lip service.

It needs to be guaranteed by action and magic.

At this moment, Sirius was curled up in the corner of the cell.

He naturally heard what the Death Eaters said just now, but he didn't care.

Even if the other party takes freedom as a temptation.

Just let him stay here, he's atoning for himself.

After an unknown amount of time, the underground cell became silent again.

After an unknown amount of time, the dementors came again, and the familiar coldness and despair struck again.

Following instinct, Sirius trembled slightly, but returned to normal.

As for the dementors, it seemed that they couldn't get what they wanted from Sirius, so they left and chose new targets.

Although some prisoners were unwilling to join the Death Eaters, this great change brought them some hope.

These are delicious foods.

When the dementors were gone, Sirius didn't care, continuing to huddle in a corner, falling into bitter, miserable dreams.

He is making atonement for himself!

After an unknown amount of time, Sirius only knew that the dementors had descended several times, and then left.

tread! tread! tread!

There was a sound of hurried footsteps.

"These Death Eaters deserve to die, and the Auror guards are all dead,"

"Quickly investigate, which prisoners are still there?"

"Dumbledore and the minister are coming, hurry up and get ready."

"."

The loud noise again made Sirius slightly open his eyes, and then close them again.

"Hey, why is he still here?"

"That's right, isn't Sirius a senior Death Eater, didn't he escape with him?"

"."

A few Aurors stood outside Sirius' heart cell, looking at the only Death Eater left in Azkaban with some surprise.

You know, the Dark Lord broke through Azkaban, which can be said to have turned the world upside down.

Almost all Death Eaters and a large number of black necromancers chose to submit to the Dark Lord and leave.

Most of the remaining ones are necromancers with short sentences, or necromancers who have conflicts with the Death Eaters.

There is only one Death Eater, Sirius.

"It doesn't matter, take him out, this is the only Death Eater left, it is very necessary to review."

"Yes, take him to see Dumbledore and the minister, maybe you can get valuable information from him."

Several Aurors chatted for a while, seemed to have confirmed something, waved their wands, cast a levitation spell, and rushed to the interrogation room with the weak Sirius.

And Sirius didn't struggle either, just floating behind like a lifeless puppet.

boom!

The sound of closing the door and the bright light made Sirius close his eyes subconsciously.

However, he can perceive that he is already sitting on a stool.

Then, immediately after, a voice that seemed somewhat familiar sounded.

"Sirius, tell me, why did you stay in Azkaban?"

This voice is so familiar and kind, but who is it?

Time has passed, and the memory is a little fuzzy. After thinking for a while, Sirius didn't seem to get the answer.

He slowly opened his eyes, gradually adapting to the bright light.

What caught my eye was a familiar old man.

Headmaster of Hogwarts - Albus Dumbledore!

(end of this chapter)