Then, the rest of the Dementors burned with fire, like a thin piece of paper in the flames.

Quickly reduced to ashes.

There was only one, which was not burned.

However, this Dementor seems to be even more unlucky.

Because Voldemort saw that the black mist humanoid that the white night had turned into filled with a large amount of strange black aura - like fog, and like a flowing solid.

Pierced directly into the Dementor's body, then completely wrapped it up.

A large black aura shrouded him, obscuring Voldemort's vision.

After a few moments, the black aura dispersed, and the Dementors inside had disappeared, except for the white night that remained in the form of a black mist.

"Hmm-"

The black mist and white night let out a "deep groan", as if thinking about something.

After a while, he turned to Voldemort and said, "Let's keep stealth!" Not enough in quantity. ”

“……”

Voldemort didn't speak, what the hell just happened?

What kind of magic did this white night perform that he didn't know about?

Halfway through, Voldemort said, "We're not stealth......"

Other than that, he really shouldn't have said anything to defuse the eerie atmosphere brought about by White Night's weird way of killing the Dementors.

"No, no."

Bai Ye said, "This is the famous Kang's stealth, mainly highlighting 'recklessness and rigidity', as long as you kill everyone, you don't see me appear, this is the real stealth mystery." Invented by the man who couldn't even mention his name. ”

"Just mention his name and an axe will appear on your head in an instant."

"I don't know how many times higher than your magic."

"You're a madman!" Voldemort roared inwardly.

He really wanted to respond to the white night like this, and even took out his wand and blew his dog's head.

However, Voldemort couldn't, because White Night was a very powerful madman, and Voldemort really wasn't sure how to deal with him.

Just now, the strange performance of the white night, even Voldemort had a chill.

He didn't understand how White Night did it.

I don't understand how White Night can make those Dementors burn without resistance, surrounded by Dementors.

Voldemort couldn't even understand what the black fog was at the end.

And how did the Dementor disappear?

Bai Ye's actions, everything he did, can no longer be explained by magic.

It's not magic at all!

Voldemort's three views were affected to a certain extent.

He followed the White Night towards Azkaban in a bit of a daze.

Then, more Dementors emerged, screaming and lunging at the two of them.

Voldemort was immediately awe-inspired, and once again a huge beam of light shot out from his wand.

This time, it looked like it was a flame, and it even danced wildly in mid-air to form a huge fire snake.

But the damage to the Dementors wasn't as great as Voldemort thought, at least not like White Night's just now—

A small flame appeared on the Dementor.

Exuding a magnificent color, it instantly engulfed the Dementors, leaving nothing behind.

Voldemort didn't know that it wasn't White Night's counterattack - strictly speaking, it couldn't be counted as a counterattack, only a Dementor counterattack.

The "dementor" ability of the dementor directly hit the iron plate.

Although the Dementors are terrifying, they are only for humans, and they are usually only for humans.

But this time, the object of their soul capture is - White Night.

Perfect Evolution, Death Void, Demon Blood, and Fire Demon Power.

The surging power in the soul turned into flames, directly igniting the poor Dementors, scorching them to the ground.

In fact, it's a soul-to-soul confrontation.

Therefore, it is particularly effective and tragic.

Voldemort's magic was naturally not as effective as White Night.

Unless he's willing to let go of sucking the Dementors, maybe with the evil of this thing—no, no.

Voldemort had torn himself apart, and in a sense, his soul was even more fragile than that of the average wizard.

Anyway, the elder Dumbledore thinks so, he thinks that love can generate electricity, and love is king.

In the wizarding world, this is not a joke or a fantasy.

It's based on facts - Voldemort was just blown to pieces by love.

In short, Voldemort struggled to resist the numerous Dementors.

Just like the last time, when the Dementors found the idea, they rushed into the white night, turning into a cloud of smoke.

White Night didn't do anything superfluous, just rushed directly at the Dementor in the form of black mist.

At the time of the Dementor's dementoring, it changed from prey to predator.

Kang's stealth hair was played to the fullest by him.

By the time the two actually set foot in Azkaban, no Dementor knew they were coming.

Because all the Dementors are dead.

Voldemort cracked the magic on the island and walked ahead.

"There's a problem!" Bai Ye, who was walking behind, suddenly spoke.

"What?" Voldemort was instantly alerted.

What other dangers are there on the island?

"Dementors, where do you sell this thing? How can you feed them if you don't have a soul dementor? Bai Ye asked.

"You want to raise Dementors?" Voldemort asked.

"Yes." White Night said, "Will Hagrid breed?" ”

"The big stupid one?" Voldemort sneered disdainfully.

"I'm going to find someone who can raise one, the Ministry of Magic should have such a talent." Bai Ye said.

The Dementors were originally dropped here by the Ministry of Magic, and there will definitely be people in it who can raise the Spirits.

Isn't there a department in the Ministry of Magic that manages and controls magical creatures?

Voldemort said, "I remember he only kept spiders......"

Then the look of disdain on his face faded away.

When I think of Hagrid raising spiders, I think of the basilisk that scares even the spiders.

Then it occurred to me that the basilisk is now the pet of the White Night.

Voldemort didn't have a taste in his heart.

I always feel that this businessman is doing things in the wizarding world, and he doesn't make a single star!

The smile gradually disappeared, and Voldemort, who was not very emotionally stable, directly chose to vent his negative emotions.

Soon, this was a hellish place like a medieval cell, and all the defensive magic was destroyed.

One by one, the dangerous prisoners screamed and rushed out.

Then, quite a few people saw Voldemort.

"Poof."

The white night behind Voldemort laughed very unkindly.

Apparently, the Death Eaters were shocked.

Who is this familiar and strange woman in front of them who makes them instinctively excited and tremble?

Voldemort gritted his teeth, waved his wand, and the terrible Death Eater emblem appeared in the sky, even in the dark of night, it was extremely clear.

"I ...... It's back! ”

He didn't explain much about what he was like now, just announced his return.

The group of Death Eaters also came back to their senses, and the one in front of them, although he looked different, his gender was also different.

But there's no doubt that she's their Dark Lord!

No one dares to impersonate, and no one can impersonate.

Seeing the Death Eaters surrender and show their loyalty, Voldemort was satisfied.

Unfortunately, in the next second, his satisfied face disappeared.

Because a female Death Eater with messy hair looked up and stared at the white night not too far behind Voldemort with a cruel and crazy gaze: "What were you laughing at just now?" ”

The sound was as unpleasant as a night owl.

Sometimes, being too faithful is not necessarily a good thing.

This is especially true when a loyal subordinate is not quite aware of the situation and is anxious to stand up for the master.

For Bellatrix Lestrange, the Death Eater, the Dark Lord was her sky, her earth, her everything.

This crazy woman is one of the few women among the Death Eaters, and at the same time the most dangerous and brutal of all.

A mad dog through and through.

Once out of her cage, she can bare her teeth and roar wildly at anyone other than her master.

Because she is crazy, and the master Voldemort is almost invincible.

But that's all she knows.

Voldemort turned sharply and looked at the white night, looking a little nervous.

Truth be told, Voldemort wouldn't have been so nervous if Nero had been around.

Because of the white-haired boy as a bodyguard, the businessman Bai Ye has always been lazy.

But what about without Nero?

White Night took matters into his own hands, and the Death Eaters in front of him offended him, would they be burned to ashes like those Dementors?

Now that the Death Eaters are free, the bargain between them is complete!

White Night can completely turn his face and not recognize people!

Voldemort could not allow such a situation to happen.

The Death Eaters in front of him were the most powerful of his command, and he needed them to join the magic meeting and win.

"That's right! Magic will! ”

Voldemort thought of something and immediately said, "I'm going to take them to the magic meeting!" ”

"Huh?" White Night looked at Voldemort a little strangely, "Why are you so nervous?" Do you think I'm going to kill someone because of that? Why, I'm a serious businessman. ”

“……”

"You talk slowly, I'll find someone." White Night looked very relaxed, and walked past the Death Eaters towards the cell.

It wasn't until the white night completely disappeared that Voldemort's tense body slowly relaxed.

The Bellatrix also realized that he had done something wrong, and looked at Voldemort with trepidation.

Voldemort didn't get angry and didn't say much.

White Night, on the other hand, found a slightly special prisoner.

Like many of the prisoners in Azkaban, this prisoner was a messy beggar with a wolf-like gaze in his eyes.

The reason why it is special is because of his identity.

This man is Sirius Black, a member of the Order of the Phoenix, and a close friend of Harry Potter's parents, who entered Azkaban because of the cauldron.

He was thought to be a dark wizard by others, but he was actually a good person.

Now this good man is staring at the white night.

"Don't be nervous, Xiaotian. You are a kind, simple, embarrassed, cross-worded. Bai Ye smiled and said, "I mean, you're actually quite rich, so I'm here to trade with you—no, I'm here to save you." ”

With trading powers, you don't need to explain too much about the situation.

White Night quickly came to an agreement with Sirius.

He pays for it, and saves his life in the white night, it's that simple.

The wealth owned is converted into the value of power and traded, which is given to the white night.

A feeder deal is done with ease.