"Are you sure you want to go to that place?" Patis looked at Zhang Chen in surprise and asked.

After obtaining his wand, Zhang Chen did not return, but entered the Malfoy family's shop on Diagon Street.

Tong Guò Magic communicated with Patis, and Zhang Chen told him the real purpose of his leave this time.

"I'm going to Azkaban!" Zhang Chen said.

Although the current Azkaban is not as terrifying as it will be in the future, as the number one prison in this magical world, it can also make countless people fearful.

"I don't know anyone there, or no one can get any connections in Azkaban." Patis said.

"No, I didn't intend for you to help me get anything to do with it, I just need to know if the Ministry of Magic has any prisoners delivering to Azkaban these days." Zhang Chen said with a smile.

Pattyston was dumbfounded.

"This, you shouldn't be planning to ......"

"That's right, I'm just going to infiltrate Azkaban under a false name!" Zhang Chen said.

Lose your marbles!

This was Patis's first thought.

He could clearly feel Zhang Chen's madness, and he could even feel that this guy standing in front of him at this time, under this handsome body, was pretending to be an incomparably terrifying person like a madman!

He couldn't imagine what Zhang Chen was thinking, and he couldn't use his brain to think about Zhang Chen's madness.

So, he could only ask, "How are you going to escape?" ”

Patis was smart enough not to ask Zhang Chen what he was going to do. And this just made Zhang Chen's interest increase a little, so Zhang Chen smiled, "You don't have to worry about this, the method of escaping from Azkaban, in my head, there are not a thousand, but also eight hundred!" ”

Since Zhang Chen said so, of course, Patis had no choice but not to help him.

Thereupon. Patis finds his friend at the Ministry of Magic. After inquiring about what fierce and vicious criminals there had been recently, it didn't take long for him to give Zhang Chen a piece of news.

"There were three people sent to Azkaban this time, and one of them was the unlucky guy who burned down the Ministry of Magic's archives. There are also two Dark Wizards who are quite dangerous. Use the human body to practice black magic. Hundreds of people were killed. Patis said, "Which one do you choose?" ”

"The first one!" Zhang Chen said directly.

"Why the first one?" Patis asked curiously, "Just a weak Ministry of Magic official." Infiltrating Azkaban with this identity should be a big hindrance to your operations, right? ”

Although he didn't know Zhang Chen's purpose, Patis didn't need to know that this kid would definitely not have anything good if he entered Azkaban!

Zhang Chen said with a smile, "It's true that an identity that doesn't match my actions will greatly hinder my actions, but the problem is, with such an identity, he has a very important point!" ”

"What?"

"Mysterious!" Zhang Chen narrowed his eyes and smiled like a fox, "Think about it, a weak little clerk was assigned to Azkaban because of a small mistake. And just as he entered Azkaban, there was a series of murders in that horrible prison...... What do you think the outside world will think of this person? ”

"At first, absolutely no one will doubt him, but soon doubts will appear, then curiosity and doubt, and finally, everyone will feel extremely curious about his little mistake...... Even, there are a lot of rumors! ”

"So, what if these rumors have anything to do with the seven things we made?" Zhang Chen asked.

Hiss!

Patis let out a long gasp and looked at Zhang Chen in disbelief, his eyes full of surprise.

"He really wants to have a big game!"

Thinking in his heart, Patis could already feel the blood in his body boiling.

That's right, since you want to play, you have to play big, and the whole magical world of playing is turned upside down, and when the time comes, this world will belong to his Malfoy family!

……

The hapless ghost who set fire to the archives is called Frank. Darren.

His true record was just that he accidentally burned down the archives, which was already clear to Zhang Chen after he sent him to an African tribe with a shapeshifter and extracted some of his memories.

"Just one mistake was to get someone to Azkaban, and even someone knocked out on the way, you can't even leave your identity, and your life is too tragic." Zhang Chen said with a look of righteous indignation, "Don't worry, I will help you continue your life, you can go to hell with peace of mind!" ”

As he spoke, he yawned, leaned back and fell asleep, the dream came to mind, and the vow he had just made was instantly forgotten.

Anyway, he just changed his face, erased his memory, and sent a celestial tribe by the way. This guy isn't dead, what do you care about so much!

Soon, the ship escorting Zhang Chen and the others had arrived in Azkaban.

After the officials of the Ministry of Magic sent the three prisoners, including Zhang Chen, to Azkaban, they turned around and left, and from front to back, there was not a word of nonsense left.

There were no guards in Azkaban, and in fact, the prison was completely unattended.

Although the Dementors roaming around outside the prison were not allowed to do any harm to the prisoners due to the regulations of the Ministry of Magic at this time, the gloomy atmosphere created by countless Dementors alone was enough to give birth to a soul-shocking power in this extremely oppressive prison, making people unable to move.

And the magic props that were exerted on everyone and blocked their magic power ensured that almost no one in this prison had the ability to escape.

"Look at the panicked look on your face, little one. Do you want me to hurt you well, uncle? The dark wizard beside him looked at Zhang Chen's pale appearance and immediately laughed.

His face was so pale that it was not Zhang Chen's reason.

It's really Frank who was born with this appearance, and Zhang Chen became too realistic, which made people misunderstand.

Of course, even if it was a misunderstanding, among Azkaban, the only ones who could show such arrogance were the two prisoners who came with Zhang Chen.

The two of them, who had not yet seen the horror of Azkaban, were staring at Zhang Chen with a smile on their faces at this time, looking like that. It seems that he can't wait to eat Zhang Chen.

"Well. Anyway, it's all going to die, and instead of rushing to death here, it's better to hang up under my hands as soon as possible! Zhang Chen shrugged his shoulders and said with a smile.

The man was stunned for a moment. It's too late to react. Zhang Chen had already flown up violently and kicked on his body.

Syllable!

Just hear a crunch. In an instant, a large hole appeared in the man's chest, and the muscles, bones, and internal organs were all turned into powder. With the slamming red blood sprinkled all around, a huge empty hole swayed like a smiling face.

Then, under the man's leaning body, he fell to the ground with a pop.

The other man looked at this scene in amazement, and somehow, the alarm in his heart was already born, and without saying a word, he hurriedly spread his steps and fled into the distance.

But how could Zhang Chen let him go?

"Killing people pays for my life, and I am also doing the right thing for heaven!" Zhang Chen's body moved, and he suddenly appeared in front of the man, stretched out his hand, grabbed his neck, and said.

"No...... Don't ......," the man quickly began to beg for mercy.

But Zhang Chen was unmoved, he shook his head, and added a little strength to his hand.

Syllable!

There was another crisp sound, and I don't know how Zhang Chen used his strength, he actually burst the man's head, the broken head stained the ground red, and the miserable white brains even splashed on the bodies of some Dementors, making them let out bursts of shrill screams with excitement.

Shaking off the corpse in front of him, Zhang Chen bared his teeth, "Then, now the killing begins!" ”

After that, his figure disappeared in an instant, and then, a bloody storm unfolded in an instant!

The killing lasted all day, and the strong smell of blood made the whole of Azkaban seem to be filled with a bright red color, and the smell of death and despair accompanied by it, making this oppressive prison even more terrifying.

And in this prison where even the dementors feel frightened, there are streams of magic that continue to come out, and the faint light shines, like a small sun, although the brightness is extremely weak, it is inexplicably pulling countless souls into it.

Zhang Chen waved his hands and instilled magic power into the seven items in front of him.

With a strong smile on his face, he clearly felt that these seven toys were becoming richer little by little, and he felt that countless souls had entered them, and he could naturally feel that his plan had taken another step forward.

Killing, refining, this is the purpose of his entry into Azkaban this time.

There is no doubt that in an era when the requirements for trial were still quite high, the only people who could enter Azkaban were the unlucky ones, and the only ones who could enter Azkaban were those who killed like a murderer.

And the unlucky ones will definitely not last a week here, and those who can see Zhang Chen alive are undoubtedly those powerful dark wizards.

And this is precisely the most obvious group in this world, which can be killed by Zhang Chen's hands, and it is a group of people who will not feel guilty at all - although such a thing as guilt is just a word in Zhang Chen's mind.

First there were Horcruxes, then Voldemort, or first Voldemort, then there were Horcruxes.

For Zhang Chen, this problem is not any problem at all.

Because, right under his hand, the seven objects that gradually absorbed all the souls in the entire Azkaban were already roaring madly.

Streams of soul power spread out of it, and with Zhang Chen's spiritual power, they gradually melted together.

Then, a pitch-black figure suddenly appeared!

Rumble!

Countless hissing voices sounded one after another, and the dementors flew around in horror, and the dementors, who were good at enjoying the fears of others, actually felt an unprecedented sense of fear in their hearts at this moment, inexplicably!

Then, a powerful force descended from the sky, and in an instant it was already pressed on their heads!

Rumble!

The Dementors stopped, their empty eyes looking forward.

I saw a black figure with an indistinct face standing in front of them, slowly floating in the sky, using that strange voice to make a heart-wrenching sound.

"From this day forward, I am your master." The shadow said, "I am...... Voldemort! (To be continued......)