The wedding went late and the party didn't end until the early hours of the morning. Thankfully, the wedding was all right, no one came to attack them, and there was no news of the fall of the Ministry of Magic.

However, because he was a little tired from playing the day before, Ryan didn't get up until nine o'clock in the morning the next day. After hurriedly cleaning up and going to the kitchen for a sandwich, Professor Dumbledore arrived from outside.

"Ah, Albus, would you like some sandwiches, we slept a little late yesterday, so we're eating a lot late this morning," Mrs. Weasley asked Professor Dumbledore.

"Not for now, I just need a cup of hot tea. Professor Dumbledore took the teacup that Madam Weasley had handed him and took a sip. "You're really good at your craft, especially since today we're going to a very cold place for a while, and it's nice to have a hot cup of tea before that. By the way, Ryan, I suggest you wear more clothes for a while. ”

After drinking hot tea and saying goodbye to the people in the room, Dumbledore beckoned Ryan to go. After leaving the courtyard of the Burrow, they followed the path for a while, and then passed through the hedges to a clearing.

"Okay, I guess there's no one around. After looking around, Professor Dumbledore pulled out a black iron coin from his bosom. Ryan saw a skeleton carved into the coin. "This is the special portkey to Azkaban, that place has complex magical protection, only this special portkey can pass, ah, it's time, you put your hands on it. ”

Ryan placed his finger on the coin, and after another familiar feeling of weightlessness, Ryan found himself on a black island with no grass growing at his side.

"Is this Azkaban?" Ryan looked up a few hundred meters away at a triangular black castle that stood on another separate island, taking over the entire island. Only the slight protruding piece of land directly opposite the island where they now settled was a slight protrusion that was not occupied by buildings, and based on the trestle bridge that jutted out to sea on that land, and the two black wooden boats, Ryan could determine that it was the entrance to Azekaban.

Even if he was still a few hundred meters away from the real castle, Ryan could feel the strong negative emotions emanating from that castle. Even those negative emotions merged with the special magical environment of the local area to form a thick haze around the castle, and even the morning sun could not penetrate the haze.

The interior of the castle was so thick with smog that it was not visible to the sun all day, and Ryan could see the dim lights in the windows of the castle made of black stone. However, upon closer inspection, he found that the lights on the lower floors of the castle were much brighter than those on the upper floors.

"The people in the Ministry of Magic have changed one after another, and they have always refused to transfer the Dementors in Azkaban, and even after most of the Dementors defected last time, I wrote to ask them, and they told me that only some of the Dementors defected, and those who remained in Azkaban were reliable. Headmaster Dumbledore looked in Ryan's direction and said in an angry tone, "Fortunately, I don't know what happened a while ago, and most of the Dementors disappeared all at once. The survivors only dared to hide on the top floor of the castle, which made it a lot easier for us. ”

With that, Dumbledore threw the black iron coin in his hand into a black stone basin filled with a silver liquid. Suddenly, a small black wooden boat docked on the pier at the entrance of Azkaban left the pier and headed for the island. Once the boat docked, Ryan and Headmaster Dumbledore boarded the boat. Once seated, Dumbledore tapped the boat with his wand, and the boat quickly turned around and headed for Azkaban Castle.

The closer you get to the castle, the more depressed she feels, especially after standing at the castle gate, the towering black walls resemble a cliff and give people great mental stress. This may be that the whole building was deliberately designed to intimidate people who enter the castle, coupled with the wails of countless prisoners on their deathbeds and the encampment of Dementors for hundreds of years, a large amount of negative energy has gathered here, and when mixed with magic, it naturally gives people an extremely depressing feeling.

"Hello, we're picking Lucius Malfoy out of prison. This is a certificate of release from the Ministry of Magic, and I think the Ministry of Magic should have informed you of this in the morning. After reaching the door of the castle, Dumbledore knocked on the iron door. The iron door quickly opened a small hole at the height of a man's eye, and Professor Dumbledore immediately said what he meant, and handed in a rolled piece of parchment.

"Okay, come in. Dozens of seconds later, the man reappeared behind the door after checking the papers, and opened the door to the castle for Ryan and Dumbledore with his wand. As a fortress, Azkaban's gate is not large, and it can accommodate two people at most. But the doorway is very deep and very dark. Ryan couldn't even see the exit of the door for a moment after he walked through the door.

Fortunately, the wizard who had opened the door to them had lit his wand and guided them into the castle. He said as he led the way ahead. "It's a terrible job in Azkaban, if I hadn't been so busy with money before, I wouldn't have come here to do this-"

After walking for five or six minutes, Ryan and the others came to a large hall. Contrary to what I imagined, the style of this hall did not match the overall style of Azkaban at all. In the soft light, several soft cream-colored sofas sit around the fireplace, and against the wall are a row of bookshelves crammed with books. There was a thick red carpet on the floor, and there was an iron shelf in the corner with a few beautiful pots of plants on it.

There were now two wizards sitting on the couch playing wizarding chess, and when they heard the door open, they looked up and happened to see Professor Dumbledore.

"Headmaster Dumbledore, it's a pleasure to see you today. A sleek and short-haired witch greeted him warmly. "You're coming—"

"Professor Dumbledore has come to handle Lucius Malfoy's bail. The middle-aged wizard who had brought Ryan in earlier said, "Susan, you can get Professor Dumbledore some hot tea." Peter, you use the two-way mirror to inform the patrolling Albert of them. Let them bring Lucius Malfoy over. ”

"It doesn't seem to be the same place as when I used to come here. Dumbledore and Ryan sat down on the couch facing the fireplace, and after taking the teacup and thanking him, Dumbledore asked directly to the middle-aged wizard who had just received him. "When I came at least two years ago, I remember that the house was a dark stone hall with water dripping from the ceiling. ”

"You're right. "This house, with the two dormitories next to it, was built a few months ago, and after most of the Dementors are gone, the Ministry of Magic will have to make up for us Aurors and strikers. We have here three Aurors and six strikers divided into three teams, one team patrols in peacetime, one team rests and serves as a reserve, and one team sleeps. But because the environment in Azkaban is so harsh, we can only persevere if we try to make the places where we rest and live as good as possible. ”

"At first, the Ministry of Magic didn't want to spend this money, because the people who were willing to come here were usually hemp wizards or half-blood wizards. The young witch named Susan said angrily. "Fortunately, we collectively refused to come here without the appropriate protection, and they couldn't find anyone who could replace us. In the end, I can only grit my teeth and spend money on this one for us. ”

"I've repeatedly told the Ministry of Magic that Azkaban doesn't need Dementors, and that evil creatures like Dementors will only be a helper on Voldemort's side. But magic never accepted my claims. Dumbledore said.

After hearing the word Voldemort, the two Ministry of Magic personnel in front of him shuddered, and then the middle-aged wizard said, "But it's much better than it used to be, I used to be trembling at the door when I sent prisoners over, but now I can only feel that way when I go to the felon cells on the top floor that still have Dementors." ”

"Knock-knock. While Dumbledore was talking to the head of Azkaban, there was a knock on the other door of the hall. The middle-aged wizard nodded apologetically to Dumbledore, then walked to the door with his wand in hand.

"Lightning. The middle-aged wizard shouted.

"Thunder. There was a deep voice outside the door, and then the door opened, and a wizard with gray sideburns walked to the front, and the two wizards in the back walked in with Lucius Malfoy in prison clothes.