The assault on Azkaban was carried out in secret. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 Minister Fudge was well aware of the fact that there were already Death Eater informants in the Ministry of Magic, and it was very risky to go out of his way to attack Azkaban at this time, but the Minister had no other choice. Wizards still come to protest every day, and even some members of the Wizengamot wizarding group have begun to express their dissatisfaction, if the minister still does nothing in such a situation, then the next terrible disaster will be, and Fudge's political career may be over.

Crisis is also opportunity, and Fudge knows very well that the great crisis in front of him means that he could become the greatest Minister of Magic. The upcoming international event, the Quidditch World Cup, is an opportunity to showcase the power of British wizards, and the upcoming Final Four tournament can also establish an advanced symbol of British wizarding education around the world. But all of this must be based on the fact that Fudge can weather the current difficulties.

The London Lagoon incident was a major blow to Fudge, and it can even be said that it almost changed the current landscape of the British wizarding world. As the Ministry of Magic's control wanes, more and more wizards begin to doubt Fudge's abilities. Fudge desperately needed a suitable win to prove himself and cement his position.

Now that Fudge has chosen to attack Azkaban, it will not be an easy task, as Azkaban has a long history and has been established for a long time. This place has always served as a prison for the wizarding world, whether it is a felony or a misdemeanor, and in order to keep those crazy wizards under control, the Ministry of Magic has taken the method of completely depriving them of their ability to cast spells, and leaving them all in a terrible shock.

This may not seem benevolent in any way, but it is the simplest. It didn't cost much to the Ministry of Magic to complete the captivity of most powerful and chaotic dark wizards, no matter how powerful they once were, but by Azkaban, their spell-casting abilities were stripped away, and they became creatures worse than Muggles. Such a punishment would be cruel and even fatal to any life accustomed to magic.

Not to mention the already sensitive and fragile wizards, who could collapse directly under the terrible influence of the Dementors.

Fudge didn't know much about the dangers of attacking Azkaban, but Dumbledore, as the chief wizard of the Wizengamot, knew it. He knew that in the depths of Azkaban, there was a tribe of Dementors, and he also knew that there was a king of the strongest Dementors. That shadow more than ten meters tall, Dumbledore had faced it head-on, and he knew very well that such a monster was not something that ordinary Aurors could fight against now.

Gellert Grindelwald certainly knows this. The origin of the Dementors is black magic itself, and the monsters that become the kings of the Dementors are the strongest among them. Dumbledore and Gellert Grindelwald may be able to dispel monsters, but they are not guaranteed to kill them. Until now, no one in the wizarding world knows that there is any way to kill such a Dementor directly.

Although Xie An's doomsday power is okay, such power is more dangerous than the Dementor itself, and if it is obtained by the Dark Lord's other living wizards, the harm caused is probably stronger than the Dementor itself.

The Aurors had several days to prepare, but that didn't seem like enough, but Fudge knew it was an adventure, and he now took Dumbledore's opinion very seriously, and the White Wizard believed that the time had come to settle the Azkaban problem.

In order to prevent possible chaos in the assault on Azkaban, Minister Fudge decided to make the most careful arrangements he could. He put Amelia Bones in charge of guarding the Ministry of Magic to prevent the Death Eaters from attacking the Ministry of Magic after the Aurors poured out. He also arranged for Arthur Weasley to go to the Muggle Ministry of Magic to inform them in case of Muggle panic.

Arthur Weasley and Kingsley Shacklele were not happy with the Muggle government, first at the security checkpoint, where they were scrutinized by agents and police, and then told that they were attending a meeting in the council and that it would take a little time. The two were already a little nervous, and being closely monitored by a group of agents as terrorists made them even more unhappy.

Fortunately, Arthur had always had a good impression of Muggles, so he put up with some of Muggles' rude behavior. But the two arrived in the morning, and it was not until after noon that the female prime minister hurriedly returned to her office, and after waiting for more than an hour, the female prime minister agreed to meet the two.

Despite Earl Lee's prior explanation, the Prime Minister still raised many questions that needed to be answered by the two wizarding envoys. Kingsley Shackel was so inexplicable by some of the female Prime Minister's strange questions that he had to bring to the Prime Minister on official terms. In exchange for a roar from the powerful female prime minister: "You mean, the riot in your cell where the criminals are held is now out of control, and you are here to inform me and let me be careful of those dangerous prisoners who have escaped from prison?!"

Arthur and Kingsley Shackle nodded together, the Prime Minister's face was full of anger, she felt that she had been tricked, it turned out that her worst enemies were not those so-called independents, but these evil wizards who lived in Britain and only existed in the story!

The prime minister thought of the witches, toads, and poisonous apples in her long memories, and then shook her head imperceptibly, as if trying to get these ridiculous thoughts out of her mind, or to struggle to wake up from a nightmare.

"Tell me, then, what can I do now, wizard?" asked the prime minister in a tone that had never been more cold than ever.

Arthur and Kingsley Shacklele glanced at each other, and before they came, Minister Fudge had not told them what the Muggle Minister could do. They didn't know how to answer.

"Seemingly, you don't have to do anything?!" Arthur said after a moment's thought.

"What do you mean: I, as the Prime Minister, don't have to do anything but wait for them to disappear by themselves, and I'm the Prime Minister when there are countless dangerous people or wizards in their right minds in the country, and I'm the Prime Minister of this country, and I'm going back and tell your ministers that if he can't control his own constituents, I don't mind using iron and fire to help him teach those madmen!" the Prime Minister snarled at the two wizarding envoys.

Britain, as an old power, how can it allow the emergence of a country within a state, this is a threat from the British government, this is the subversion of the legitimate regime, if this is easy to let these so-called wizards, crazy people of unknown origin do what they want, then what kind of country is Britain.

The first thing that comes to the mind of a female prime minister is not to cooperate, but to assert her authority.

Arthur Weasley and Kingsley Shackel faced a roaring female prime minister, not knowing how to explain it. Muggle weapons, Muggle power, neither of them knew very well. But in their minds, Muggles had always been in a primitive, backward state. Faced with such a threat, Kingsley Shackel replied directly and coldly: "Your Excellency's words, I will definitely bring them to our minister." ”

After saying that, the two left together.

After Dumbledore and Gellert Grindelwald had finished talking, the White Wizard soon returned to London, England, and after meeting with Minister Fudge and Rufus Scrimgeour, the head of the Auror Office, the attack on Azkaban began.

Minister Fudge summoned all the members of the Ministry, who he said was engaged in a war, a war that could only be won, not lost. In order to achieve the final victory, the Ministry of Magic will need to do everything in its power to win every battle that follows. He encouraged the Aurors who went directly to the war, and affectionately praised them as heroes.

More than 300 Aurors have left the Ministry of Magic, and some have rejoined the ranks after retirement. Amelia Bones had no more than a hundred Aurors in her hands, but fortunately, some Death Eater hunters were interested in the event and joined the Ministry of Magic to defend themselves and prepare to kill a few Death Eaters at the Ministry of Magic.

As hundreds of wizards appeared over the North Sea on broomsticks, the Death Eaters were debating whether or not to attack the Ministry of Magic at this time. The Dark Lord vanished, much to the nervousness of the Death Eaters. The last time the Dark Lord disappeared, it almost wiped out the Death Eaters.

At this time, the Dark Lord disappeared again, so that the Death Eaters could not agree on it, some of them wanted to do their best to find the whereabouts of the Dark Lord, and some thought that the Dark Lord did not need to worry at all, and at this time they should immediately organize and occupy the Ministry of Magic.

Just when the two sides were arguing, a terrible phoenix with black flames all over its body suddenly appeared in the hall, the high temperature made all the wizards couldn't help but retreat, the phoenix looked at the Death Eaters arrogantly, and then spoke, and said directly in the voice of the Dark Lord: "Attacking Azkaban is just a pretense, a trap, Dumbledore has already arranged, waiting for you to attack the Ministry of Magic." At that time, the Aurors who went to attack Azkaban will appear behind you in an instant and kill you all. ”

Black Flame Phoenix's words made all the wizards stunned. At first, they thought that this was a risky gamble on the part of Fudge, and with Amelia Bones' less than a hundred Aurors, the Death Eaters were confident of taking over the entire Ministry of Magic, but they didn't expect that Fudge's real goal was actually them, and if they could kill most of the Death Eaters in one fell swoop, then they would have full guarantees for the next Quidditch World Cup.

Such a short plan, because everyone despised Fudge too much, thinking that he had lost his mind, did not see it.

"So, my lord, what do you think we should do?" asked the Death Eater.

"Hmph, what to do? It's easy, kill someone! Organize your forces now to help the Ministry of Magic attack Azkaban!" a cold voice resounded throughout the hall of the Death Eaters, and all the Death Eaters understood what the Dark Lord meant, and they were going to kill the Aurors with the Dementors!

"Alright, Rodolphus Lestrange, you lead the way, go now, and destroy all of Azkaban! Remember, the worst fears are in the deepest recesses of Azkaban, and there is no mercy!" the Death Eaters all nodded excitedly, and Rodolphus Lestrange's cold eyes gleamed with cruelty.

"Malfoy, you stay, now, let's go!" the Black Flame Phoenix chirped again, and all the Death Eaters left excitedly.

"My lord, what do you command?" Lucius no longer had that confused look at him at this time, and it seemed that the Dark Lord had temporarily relinquished control of him.

"Lucius, I'm working on an important arrangement right now, and I need some materials, and you can use all your power to get them for me, and then send them to where I want you to send them. After saying that, the phoenix spat out a piece of parchment, and those black flames that could burn everything did not harm this fragile parchment in the slightest.

Lucius nodded and turned to leave, when the black phoenix suddenly spoke again: "Lucius, you don't have to worry, I have seen your memories, I know your ambitions, and I don't have any prejudice against your selfish thoughts. To me, the things you value, don't deserve a lot. I can tell you an oriental joke: a phoenix flies through the sky, and two spotted finches rush to protect the bugs at their feet, afraid that the phoenix will snatch their lunch. Lucius, for you, wealth is important, and for me, those things are nothing more than a means to the goal of eternal life. You must understand that there are no irreconcilable contradictions between us, and as long as you continue to serve me, in the future, you can get whatever you want!" Lucius's words sounded in Lucius's ears, and Lucius froze in place as if he had been hit by a petrified spell.

After a few minutes, when Lucius mustered up the courage to turn around, the black flame phoenix behind him had disappeared, and the air was still filled with terrifying heat.

Lucius looked at the empty hall, and the look on his face became colder and colder.

On a small reef island in the North Sea, a group of wizards wearing huge black cloaks, pointed wizard hats on their heads, and silver masks on their faces suddenly appeared. The weather was surprisingly bad, with north winds and icy waves crashing like wild beasts on the island. The Death Eaters were as quiet as if they were lifeless, and the atmosphere of cold slaughter was frozen around them like ice.

"Remember, don't take prisoners, don't live your mouths, just use the slaughter spell, and I think you understand that mercy at this time will turn into a room in Azkaban in the future. "Rodolphus Lestrange is the only one who does not wear a mask, and when he was named by the Dark Lord to take charge of this battle, Rodolphus Lestrange believes that he has received supreme honor and trust, so he is not prepared to continue to hide his face, he is ready, and he is ready to fight the current Ministry of Magic to the death.