Five nautical miles from the triangular prison of Azkaban, a black ship emerged.

Like a ghost ship, it was cutting through the wind and waves, cutting through the mist raised by the tumbling waves.

The steel profile hull, painted granny grey, gives it a unique sense of oldness and history, which makes people dare not approach.

But a group of Dementors, hovering in the sky like vultures, tried to attack the big fat sheep that had fallen to its mouth.

It doesn't matter if you're greasy or not, eat it first!

William naturally knew about this scene outside the cabin, but there were not too many surprises, this was his plan.

Since making the two flying cloaks, the Dementors I caught last time have been almost depleted.

William is short of Dementor advanced materials right now, okay?

This time I took Durmstrang's boat, just in time to come to Azkaban and grab some inventory.

As for whether it will be held accountable by the British Ministry of Magic?

Not...... Karkaroff did a good job, what does it have to do with him William?!

If you want to be held accountable, you have to go to Norway.

If it was before, William really wouldn't have let Karkaroff be hacked, after all, people can't cooperate with what you say.

But now that he was Sirius in disguise, William could say whatever he wanted, and Sirius would strike the pose he wanted.

In this case, William still thinks that this pot is not big enough and dark enough.

Besides, accountability will be held accountable, and Fudge won't stay long before he has to step down.

War will break out sooner or later, so who cares about throwing a few Dementors?

At this time, it is the best time to capture the Dementors.

Capturing the Dementors, William certainly did not just want to get materials, but also had a deeper purpose.

Follow Voldemort's three-step strategy:

He needed to save the Death Eaters who were imprisoned in Azkaban.

It's a priority!

But Voldemort is still in the dormant stage, and he will not rob the prison directly, so the movement is too big.

He would have his subordinates secretly contact the Dementors and rebel against them.

Many complex creatures like humans are accustomed to grass on the wall, and whoever wins will help whomever they want, but Dementors with simple brain circuits are much more straightforward and rude:

Who can make them happy to reproduce? They're there to help.

Who can let them multiply?

Voldemort, of course.

William was convinced that it was only a matter of time before the Dementors rebelled.

But let the Ministry of Magic banish the Dementors and let the Aurors take over Azkaban? It's also not realistic at all.

Fudge won't say yes? It's just going to think you're crazy.

Therefore? The best way is to replace the boss of the Dementors with "his own people".

At the last critical moment, serve as the second and fifth boy? Strike a blow at the Death Eaters.

As a little black robe who has been around for two years? Undoubtedly a good choice.

After two years of patient training with William and Hermione, it is now obedient.

Of course, it can also be used in a different way...... Afraid.

The little black robe was lost on the beach of Biarritz, France? Plus later Halloween? In total, more than a hundred Dementors are missing.

Will the Ministry of Magic do this? All buckled to Sirius's head.

So? The story is also very simple? Little Black Robe was imprisoned by Sirius for two years? Finally escaped.

Look...... What chicken soup and inspirational.

As for whether the Dementors would believe it, the Dementors didn't think that much.

They do have an IQ, and an IQ that is on the level of a wizard.

And the Ministry of Magic doesn't care if a missing Dementor returns to such a thing.

As long as the little black robe can return smoothly, it may become the boss? Sooner or later, the Dementor Legion will become the Stark Legion.

So? What about the original boss?

In this attack, of course? Captured by Durmstrang.

William released the little black robe from the safety sheet? grinned and asked, "Little black robe, you're going home, are you happy?" Unhappy? ”

The little black robe and two years ago, has changed dramatically.

It's a bit like a fat and thin head who has taken the Leopard Fetal I Ching Pill, and you can't tell who is who just from the name.

Fortunately, Dementors don't have eyes, and they rely on other special ways to distinguish their own kind.

Hearing William's laughter, the little black robe couldn't help but shudder.

It had been in that room for two years, and no one knew better than it the horror of the young wizard in front of him.

It's the Dark Lord!

The most important thing is that this demon king can really kill Dementors.

The dozens of companions who were burned to death by the flames were all from this man's hand.

"When you go back, some Death Eaters, you can kill if you can, and forget if you can't."

William stared at the little black robe, and finally explained:

"But there's one named Tywin, and you must give him a kiss. It's best to take advantage of his toilet break.

Do you hear that? ”

The little black robe nodded apprehensively.

As the first person to encounter a Death Eater, William still had feelings for Tywin.

Therefore, Professor Tywin's best fate is to die in ...... on the toilet.

It can be regarded as the friendship between teachers and students that year.

After the little black robe quietly left, he burrowed into the deep sea.

It will not go back to Azkaban immediately, but will return in a few days.

Watching the little black robe leave, Hermione said worriedly:

"Will it betray us?"

"Not for a short time, it knows that we can kill it, and we have the ability to kill it, and that fear is already seared into its heart." William said confidently.

"But after a long time, it's hard to say, so I have to kill Voldemort sooner."

William gently pushed open the cockpit door and walked over to Class A.

He looked at the Dementors hovering in the sky, especially the leader of the Dementors.

He took out his wand and said with emotion: "Thousands of miles to send materials, the gift is heavy and affectionate."

You're welcome. ”

The little black robe in the deep sea, although he had gained freedom, still felt that William was watching it.

What the? It doesn't have eyes, can't see?

No, it just knows!

It looked at the group of dementors from afar through the sea, and couldn't help but sigh:

"I'm so young, just like I was back then.

Fearless, ignorant! ”

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Somewhere off the coast of Normandy, France,

A huge powder-blue carriage flew through the sky.

It was the size of a house, and twelve winged horses flew through it, all of them silver-maned horses, each about the size of an elephant.

The carriage stopped on the coast.

A silver-haired girl, tied in a simple ponytail and dressed in a gorgeous blue robe, jumped out of the carriage.

A moment later, a noblewoman also walked down gracefully.

"Is the ship coming, Fleur?" Madame Maxim asked in a low voice, holding up a large umbrella.

The umbrella was so large that it looked like a parasol used by ordinary people on the beach.

"Not yet, but there has been a typhoon passing through recently, maybe it's delayed."

That was said, but there was also worry in the girl's eyes.

"Didn't you run an Akali shop in a hidden place in Paris, why did you come here too?" Maxim asked.

"The store is already on the right track, and a lot of clerks have been recruited, so I don't need to help for the time being." Fleur lowered her voice.

"William asked me to come, and he said he had an important task for me."

Maxim sighed.

That's what Dumbledore said when he looked for her.

It's all hard work.

At this time, another group of wizard apparitions appeared.

Klegane appeared not far away, followed by several Aurors.

"You can't be here to arrest William, are you?" Maxim gloated.

As soon as her words fell, she saw a large black ship, suddenly emerging from under the sea.

But instead of looking at the ship, everyone looked further away.

I saw a group of British Aurors, riding broomsticks, flying along the surface of the sea, as if chasing the ship.

Standing on the hillside, Cregan whispered:

"When the Dark Lord Grindelwald attacked Paris, a French Auror was confronted with something very unusual."

"Mr. Director, what's the matter?" An Auror asked.

Clegane said slowly: "This Auror was flying at an altitude of 500 meters on a broomstick, and he noticed something flying next to his face.

He thought it was a small insect and grabbed it with agility.

When I saw it, I was surprised: it turned out to be a big German dung egg!

Why was this Auror able to catch the big dung egg? ”

Another apparently Muggle-born Auror thought for a moment and explained, "When the big dung egg flies into the air, it slows down, just in the same direction as the speed of the broomstick.

As a result, the French Aurors and the German dung eggs were in a relatively static state.

It shows that the material world is the unity of absolute motion and relative stillness. ”

"!" Klegane said angrily: "Do you know what the British Daily Prophet says? ”

"How did you comment?"

"Why do the French Aurors fly in the same direction as the big dung eggs thrown by the German wizards, they say?!"

With a wave of his hand, Clegan said:

"It's this group of British dogs who are working on the daily milk law, the professional milk law.

This is the territorial waters of France, you drive these British Aurors out of me! ”

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