The card draw starts in Azkaban

The ship left quickly, leaving behind the irritable Dementors. Without the restraint of the strikers, Azkaban was about to explode.

The dementors were tumbling in the air, like a group of pieces of paper, floating on the active volcano on the sea, dancing up and down because of the updrafts in the active volcano that was about to erupt.

Even Voldemort was unwilling to get close to this flying scene.

He didn't go near Azkaban because he thought it might be Dumbledore's trap.

Not to mention that this group of stupid dementors didn't look friendly. He didn't want to spend his good time here. Voldemort watched all this happen.

"Let's go back."

He said, but he would not give up. He had already investigated the Wand Master. The legend of the Deathly Hallows was widely circulated. The important thing was that Luna's father had done a lot of research on it. Compared with some other holy objects,

Family inheritance, family transmission without trace, successive

The whereabouts of the bone wand are more obvious. The scary thing about the elder wand is that it is "only the strongest". People who get this wand can become more powerful. Under such circumstances

, the traces of the elder wand remain in many bloody histories.

The last time the elder wand appeared, it was in the hands of a wand master.

wait.

Voldemort knew in his heart that he needed to wait, wait to figure it all out, and then kill Scrimgeour.

Someone whispered, I don't know who is speaking like this, but someone must know what he is talking about.

"Oh, no."

He returned to his cold-blooded state.

he said.

Because it may not only represent death, but also terrifying torture.

The prisoners who were left on the island watched all this in despair.

This island was originally the residence of madmen.

There is only one word in their minds right now.

They don't care at all now whether the facilities on the island of Azkaban are complete, whether the security measures on this island are necessary, whether the defense measures on this island are in place, whether the petty criminals outside and the felons inside are

There is no difference, how to treat human rights, how to treat outside thugs...

Therefore, Ms. Skeeter is still writing a steady stream of stories about the Dark Lord. Although it is due to Dowey Jones threatening her, there is also a kind of "I have written it, but the Dark Lord will not

"Let me go, it's better to take the opportunity to become famous. If you are still alive in the future, you will make money with blood" mentality. Under this mentality, she has been writing non-stop recently.

He gave this place back to the madman.

She is also a successful and persistent person, and her persistence lies in the passion for being famous.

On the boat back, Dewey Jones was flipping through the newspaper in his hand. Those people who landed in Azkaban gave him a taste of something as sweet as chocolate with sugar. His mood was rarely so good. There was a letter beside him.

Howler letter, from Ms. Skeeter,

The anger at the beginning, the anger at seeing Bella die, now has no waves.

Both ships departed.

She concocted a large number of stories about Voldemort. Even the Daily Prophet did not dare to publish this information. Skeeter was not afraid, but some people were. Under such panic, Dewey Jones's

People took action, and those goblins quickly took part of the production line back.

No, I don’t want anything to come in. There is Umbridge, and it’s not just Umbridge. The despair in these people’s eyes seems to be sweeping towards this direction through everything. There is no choice and it is impossible.

They chose again, they knew what their fate would be, and now, these dementors seemed to have no intention of falling down, they were circling collectively.

"No one can kill my men without any cost."

"I don't know when the people here will be sucked dry and wiped clean."

Desperate scenes emerged, situations that would only appear in nightmares.

Dowey Jones hummed a song but did not write a reply. His own handwriting was extremely ugly, so he chose to ask someone else to do it for him.

In the past, lunatics held candlelights at night and tortured countless Muggle sailors here. Now, the sailors have disappeared, but the dementors are still there. There are no more lunatics holding candles at night here, but there are a group of more lunatics.

More importantly, newspapers and other mouthpieces are still in the hands of the Ministry of Magic.

Anyway, most people here know it.

To a certain extent, Ms. Skeeter has the paranoia and eccentricity of a successful person.

These people who usually review Azkaban standards are simply not in the mood and have no time to think about these things.

Everyone fainted and fell heavily to the ground. The cold tide mixed with water vapor rolled in towards the ruined castle of Azkaban.

It is always cold, scary, densely covered with smoke, and surrounded by reefs and whirlpools. Normal Muggle ships would sink to the bottom if they came over.

She is looking for help.

He showed a faint smile: "Spread the pain."

That's it.

That's all.

Dewey Jones did a good thing.

The dementors floating in the air, after circling for a while, suddenly swooped down, and a wave of ice-cold, tide-like coldness appeared, sucking away all the happiness of the people present.

…

Ms. Skeeter continues to write.

Hatred is important, but survival is more important.

Bella's death was not without its impact on him.

The shadow of Voldemort's death hangs over the wizarding world. Compared with the first time when Voldemort ruled the wizarding world, it is not that bad now because there is still Dumbledore at Hogwarts and the Ministry of Magic.

Howling in anger!

But Skeeter still felt scared. She was afraid that Death Eaters would come near her home.

It's just that the time of this impact is too short.

This information once appeared on their desks. It is not that no one has mentioned this information, but it is a pity that no one cares about this information. Who cares about what a group of people talk about? The decision-makers will not show up on their own.

In Azkaban?

Even if a bureaucrat like Fudge pretends to be attentive when inspecting Azkaban, the entire Azkaban has been cleaned up from top to bottom. It looks just like the Minister imagined. Does the Minister know the real situation?

Many people don't know the situation, but whether those who took Mr. Minister to know it is a matter of opinion.

"Tell her to go to Hogwarts with me."

Dowey Jones said casually: "I'm going to Hogwarts anyway, but this is probably the end of the story."

Dowey Jones said: "Anyway, I know that someone must be worried about Harry's situation, but that person is not me. After the Ministry of Magic no longer has me..."

He didn't speak. The Ministry of Magic would not necessarily be better off without him.

Because everyone will die.