"Friend", Dumbledore's eyes seemed to fill with memories when he said the word.

Jon stood silently beside him, not making a sound.

On the edge of the old city of Winchester, they stopped for a while.

"Jon, grab my arm!" Dumbledore commanded suddenly.

Jon hesitated for a moment, then reached out and grabbed Dumbledore's outstretched forearm.

"Good. Dumbledore said, "Let's go, then!"

Jon gripped Dumbledore's arm tightly, and he noticed that it was pitch black.

He was squeezed so strongly from almost all directions that he couldn't breathe at all, and his chest seemed to be tightly strangled by several iron hoops. I don't know how long it took, but I was finally able to breathe in the cold night air and barely open my tearful eyes......

For a moment, he felt as if he had just been squeezed out of a very narrow rubber tube.

"Apparition!" Professor Dumbledore said calmly, "it will be a little painful, but get used to it." ”

"Thank you, Professor!" Jon got up and straightened his clothes.

Then, he suddenly felt an inexplicable chill coming from all around.

On this mid-July night, I was wearing two pieces of clothing, and this kind of chill was not normal at all.

However, the phoenix that Dumbledore had summoned earlier flew to his side from the sky, and its wings covered Jon's body...... The chill quickly dissipated and was replaced by a warm feeling.

Jon had the energy to look around...... The area they've just apparitioned into.

They were on an island, by the sea on an island.

In front of them was a huge, eerie castle, and behind them, an endless ocean.

Countless black dots could be seen in the sky, as if they were trying to fly towards this direction, but they seemed to be desperately fleeing out of fear.

"This is ......," Jon said softly.

"Azkaban!" Dumbledore said lightly, "a terrible wizarding prison." ”

......

Looking at Jon's frightened look, Dumbledore laughed, "Don't worry, no one is going to send you to Azkaban just because you made Boggart the Headmaster...... It is the most notorious criminals who are being held here. ”

Jon smiled and touched his head.

Dumbledore looked at his watch, "Ten minutes until nine-thirty, we still have some time to talk." ”

He began to dig into his pockets again...... It took about a minute for Albus Dumbledore to finally get what he wanted.

"Look at this, Jon!"

Jon carefully took the object from Dumbledore's hand and looked down...... The heart almost rises to the throat, but the face must remain calm.

He had to use Occlumency, to forcibly calm his emotions.

Dumbledore was looking down at a beautiful pebble and ignored him.

"I think ......," Jon said calmly, "this should be a bullet casing?"

"Yes!" said Dumbledore, playing with two pebbles as he did a child, "It's funny, I found it in the place where Mr. Percy Weasley was attacked!"

"It's kind of incredible...... Jon whispered.

At the same time, he returned the shells to Dumbledore.

"It's funny, and at the same time, it's dangerous," Dumbledore'......s voice grew lower.

Dumbledore threw the things in his hand forward...... Only a few fluttering sounds were heard, and all the shells disappeared into the sea.

Jon found himself unsure what Professor Dumbledore meant.

Is he warning himself? Or is he conveying kindness to himself? Or is it just unintentional?

"It was fifty years ago!" Dumbledore's voice deepened, "...... away from that terrible war"

"It took many of my students and friends with me!"

"Yousuf Shackle, who was a Defence Against the Dark Arts teacher at Hogwarts from 1927 to 1941, was a very, very good teacher...... He died in Benghazi, Libya, in July 1941. ”

"Edward Taft, the Seeker for England at the time, had only been broken by Harry Potter when he was playing for Slytherin when he was in Slytherin for the Slitherin team, when Harry Potter broke it...... He died in Normandy, France, in June 1944. ”

"Alan Rose, he's the most gifted Transfiguration student I've ever met...... He was 15 years old when he was burned alive in Diagon Alley in December 1940 by an incendiary bomb dropped by an airplane......"

Albus Dumbledore's expression was not at all like that of the most powerful wizard in all of Europe, but of an old man who was nostalgic for the past.

"Almost half of the teachers at Hogwarts, and nearly a quarter of the graduates, died in that war...... After so many years, many people may have forgotten it, but unfortunately I still remember, it all seems like yesterday!"

"Dumbledore...... Professor......" Jon whispered.

"Please forgive a stupid old man, nostalgia for the past!" Dumbledore sighed, and then the expression on his face gradually became serious: "If there is anything truly terrifying, it must be a complete war between wizards and ordinary people who can't do magic!"

"So, we have to stop this from happening!"

......

Jon was still pondering the meaning of Dumbledore's words.

However, there was a crisp explosion in the air, and two figures appeared within ten yards of Jon and Dumbledore.

"Good evening, Connelly!" Dumbledore said mildly, "and Amelia." ”

"Oh, Dumbledore, you're always so punctual!" Connelly Fudge, Minister of Magic, was a stout little man who wore a dark green coat and had a sad look on his face.

Beside Fudge, there is also a witch with a wide build, a square chin, and short gray hair.

"Professor Dumbledore!" the witch Amelia Bones nodded at Dumbledore, glancing at Jon with some confusion.

"It's just a first-year student!" Dumbledore said with a smile, not explaining much, "Jon, this is Cornely Fudge, Minister for Magic, and Amelia Bones, Director of the Department of Magical Law Enforcement. ”

"Hello, Minister, and Director......" Jon hurriedly greeted.

Mrs. Bones smiled kindly at him, but Fudge ignored him.

"What the hell is going on, Connelly?" Dumbledore asked, "You called me here." ”

"It sucks...... One prisoner escaped from prison...... Azkaban's first prison escape in years ......," Fudge stammered:

"Cialis Black!"