Roger probed his head and walked over, but instead of finding the corpse of the prisoner who had been hung up, as expected, it was just a rubble spread into the hallway. Moreover, when passing by here, he also found a familiar dark iron ball in the rubble.

"Thankfully, there are no prisoners in this cell," Professor Lupin said with a happy sight.

"I think the people inside took advantage of the convenience to escape from prison," Roger said, pointing to some inconspicuous blood stains on the rubble, "This guy probably just got a little bit of skin... But it's not a good thing to get out at a time like this..."

The boy's head tilted slightly, and he gestured to the Dementors who were quickly chasing after him: "There are a lot of these things around outside, and now you will probably find them when you go out." I really don't know how it feels like that guy escaped from prison with a lot of joy and bumped into a reinforced jailer head-on..."

Roger and Professor Lupin were already running forward again, in a small space, and the Dementors seemed to suck a little more than they could in the open sea.

The prisoners in this corridor have been subjected to the dementors every day, and the people who are already full of despair have been sucked by countless Dementors with all their might. This is simply not something that unsuspecting humans can resist.

Countless prisoners lost all positive emotions such as optimism, hope, love, and courage in the groans of pain, and Sungjin collapsed to the ground in boundless despair, becoming corpses that were just breathing.

The fact that a living person turned into a walking dead in an instant made Professor Lupin, who had always been kind and gentle, a little unable to look at him directly. He gritted his teeth, stopped running forward, and jerked back to look directly at the Dementors that had packed the hallways.

"Divine Guard!" he pointed his wand at the evil monsters, but he didn't summon even the most basic silver-white mist. The side effects of overdrinking the Elixir were still affecting him.

"Give me a few of the Elixir of Rejoice, and I'll stay here to stop them for you. The Professor's tone was as gentle as usual: "I know you have a magic that can move very quickly, and I'm just dragging my feet when I follow it." ”

"Are you sure?" Roger also stopped and turned around, and casually choked a Dementor who had already pounced in front of him in the palm of his hand, "You also know what the side effects of overdose of Joy Potion are, if you stay in that state for a long time, maybe you will really lose your mind... Permanent. ”

With that, the boy snapped the dementor's skinny neck with one hand, and threw it back like garbage, knocking the other dementors into the head.

"That's not a bad state," Lupin said, glancing at the prisoners slumped on the filthy cell floor, "It makes me feel like endless happiness fills my chest, and everything in the world is no longer painful, and it's a good feeling... Or rather, I've never had a better time. ”

Roger slapped both Dementors into the wall at the same time with Pandora, transforming into a bazooka, squinting at Professor Lupin and saying, "Listening to what you say, it looks like you're still addicted... Anyway, there are no poppies in the ingredients in the Joy Elixir..."

"Don't waste your time here, give me the potion and you can go upstairs. Dumbledore didn't ask me to come here for sightseeing!" Lupin didn't answer, his gaze turned to Roger as he stayed on the prisoner, his tone becoming serious, "When I decided to come to Azkaban, I was mentally prepared for the worst..."

"Being molested by a bunch of rotting monsters who are neither male nor female?" is really bad enough..."Roger replied without being salty, ruining Lupin's righteous and awe-inspiring approach.

"......." Professor opened his mouth dryly, and suddenly felt that he was worried about this goods, and he did not shirk Lao Deng's request to come over and send him to death, which was a little unworthy.

As he spoke, the cooldown of Pandora's box was in place, and Roger, who was holding the time, directly reversed the bazooka, knocked a Dementor to the ground and carried Pandora to his shoulders, and stomped the Dementor under his feet and couldn't move, while pulling the trigger towards the end of the corridor.

In this small corridor, the Pandora Bazooka is simply an artifact, and the Dementors who have nowhere to hide are directly taken away, until they are pushed to the wall at the end of the corridor before exploding, not only blowing out a large hole in the outer wall of Azkaban, but also killing all the Dementors who chased them into the corridor.

Roger breathed a sigh of relief as he leaned on the bazooka: "Okay, let's go... It's awkward to fight with these annoying disgusting things... One by one, those who are shy with a blue lotus will put it in other people's faces..."

But Professor Lupin didn't move, he looked at the prisoners in the cell who didn't react to all this, and sighed deeply.

These people have completely lost the courage to live, and even if they are alive now, they will die alone in despair in a few days, and then be thrown into the distant sea like garbage by the Dementors.

And the fastest culprits to cause all this are the two of them. Although there are many poor people who have tragically died in this terrible prison on an isolated island.

But if it weren't for the two of them trying to 'save people', maybe these prisoners still have hope of getting out, even if their spirits, health and youth have been drained by this terrible place... But he will still be alive after all. As long as you live, there is hope.

"Go up and save people, I'll leave it here. Lupin said in a calm tone. Not only to resurrect Voldemort and actually destroy him, but also for the future of all the prisoners on this floor.

As ridiculous as it may sound to think about the future of the prisoners, after the death penalty was abolished in the wizarding world, all that was left was the punishment of Azkaban. It sounds the same as a prison in ordinary society, but if you can't withstand the sucking of the Dementors and die during your incarceration, then sorry, you will die.

Many of the sorcerers who died in Azkaban had committed insignificant crimes, and there was no need to suffer such a great punishment.

Lupin may not be able to distinguish between the most heinous ones, the poor ones who have made small mistakes on the spur of the moment, but he does not want anyone to lose their lives for his own purposes.

Roger followed the direction of the professor's gaze, and finally noticed the prisoners who were slumped on the ground, sluggish and lifeless. The boy thought for a moment, and suddenly understood why Professor Lupin was so righteous and awe-inspiring to break the queen for him.

"No, I refuse. The thing folded his arms and simply refused.

"Don't worry, the Dementors don't dare to approach with the protection of the Patronus," Lupin thought that Roger was worried about his comfort, and persuaded him earnestly, "As long as the amount of the Joy Potion is enough, I won't have a problem at all." ”

"I don't care about your safety, it's your purpose that prevents me from agreeing with you. Roger said nonchalantly.

Lupin was a little confused, so he felt that what he was going to do was not intolerable at all...

"Don't you think you're acting too selfless for the sake of everyone in Azkaban!?" Roger asked softly.

"Selfless... Not really. Lupin's expression was blocked under the gas mask, but his voice was slightly embarrassed: "I just don't want my conscience to be condemned... Countless people may die as a result, and this burden is too heavy for me to bear. ”

"You are so modest, you think I'm complimenting you!?" Roger jumped to his feet and roared, "Your behavior will make me very low, do you know!? It will make me look very inferior!!"

Lupin: "......"

He really wanted to say to this thing, you've always been of poor character... Moreover, this can be regarded as a reason!? This is a matter of life and death for countless people!

But with just a few words, the Dementors behind them had already swarmed up again from below. Professor Lupin didn't care about complaining about anything, and said in an urgent tone: "Don't forget, the most important thing is that I will give you another break, unless you want to be entangled by these obscene monsters all the time on the way up... Think of their mouths sticking to your gas masks..."

The professor finally grasped the point of the conversation with the thing, Roger couldn't help but pout, looked back at the rotten faces of the dementors who rushed up, and directly put away the Pandora bazooka, took out a dozen joy potions from his suitcase and threw it to the professor.

"Actually, I still admire your noble feelings of selflessness and self-sacrifice, and under the fierce ideological struggle, I have decided to fulfill your will. Roger's temperament has always been worrying, and his tone turned around without warning.

Lupin took the potion, lifted his mask and poured two bottles into his mouth, and said with some tears and laughter: "Okay, you go up quickly, the longer it drags on, the more likely there will be an accident." ”

"Comrade Remus Lupin, please rest assured that the Party will always remember your great contributions!!" he said, glancing again at the Dementor who was rapidly floating behind him, and patting the professor on the shoulder.

Professor Lupin smiled wryly, "You sound like I'm going to die... With potion protection, I'm just going to get a little out of shape. ”

Roger ignored what Lupin said, and slipped away with oil on the soles of his feet.

It's like having flies flying around your bowl all the time while you're eating. Fly all the time, fly all the time. At first, he would be angry and angry, and he would pick up a fly swatter and chase down this annoying little thing.

But after killing one, another fly flies over and flies around you again. When you kill it again with a fly swatter, another one flies over, and you're not angry but bored.

If the purpose of these flies is to poop in your meal, then after a few times, you will feel no more than bored, and all that is left is the thought of 'I can't be provoked, I can't hide?'.

Roger is confronted with a Dementor who wants to play a game of kissing, and he is confronted with a fly that wants to poop in a meal during meals. It's endless, and it's annoying. So, this thing escaped.

As for how to deal with the middle and low prisoners of Azkaban, this thing had been planned for a long time, the largest prison escape case in the history of the wizarding world, doesn't it sound very emotional? But being disturbed by Lupin like this, Roger no longer has the heart to do this. Those criminals should be left to fend for themselves in this prison......

In third gear, the boy hurried to the end of the stairs, and could clearly hear Professor Lupin's Patronus Charm shouting to stop the Dementors. And for what the professor did... Roger didn't want to comment on anything. He has never been a man who has been detached from low tastes.

Quickly went up to the third floor and passed through the corridor on the third floor, and in the prison cell that burst in, the mortals who were only one floor apart were also affected by the sucking of the Dementors below, and they were all sluggish and muttering to themselves, falling into deep despair and unable to extricate themselves.

Roger ignored them and drove all the way up in third gear, and when he reached the fifth floor, it was out of the range of the Dementors. In fact, even if they didn't experience the dementors' full firepower, these prisoners were also tortured by the dementors.

Prisoners in Azkaban go insane for only a few weeks, screaming and screaming in their sleep. Hunger strikes, madness, not uncommon. So Azkaban didn't need to use walls and water to imprison the prisoners, because the prisoners were under the control of the Dementors, and the prisoners themselves would not have the simplest thoughts.

Keep walking through the hallway and up the stairs. If it weren't for Roger's good physical strength, he would have to be tired enough to run and climb the stairs all the way to another person.

In the cells above the twentieth floor, the prisoners here finally differed from those on the lower floors, although these people were just as dirty and sloppy as the people below, but at least a thirteen or fourteen-year-old boy ran through the corridor outside the cell at an outrageous speed, and still attracted the attention of some people.

The higher the cell in Azkaban, the longer you need to stay in the prison and the heavier the crime. Twenty floors above are almost all felons with decades in prison.

And those loyal lackeys of Voldemort, the Death Eaters, are mostly scattered above the twenty-fifth floor.

Although a person's will has nothing to do with the size of the crime he committed, this is Azkaban, above the twentieth floor, those who are not strong-willed have died as early as the beginning of their sentence, and the rest are naturally those who can still retain consciousness in the daily ravages of the Dementors.

However, most of them just looked at Roger with a hint of curiosity, and none of them asked questions or discussed with their roommates next door. Even if you can retain your self-awareness, you don't really have the energy to talk to the people around you. They're not much better than the ones below, and Dementors aren't much of a show.