This Sunday morning, Scott still woke up early.

He got up and went to the common room before dawn and everyone was still asleep.

It didn't take long for him to wait for Rimbaud, who flew in through the owl passage.

After setting up the soundproofing spell, he sat on the couch in front of the window and talked to Rimbaud.

"All the best." Rimbaud said, "I saw the death of those three targets with my own eyes. ”

It shook its head as it spoke, "I have to say, that looks a little too disgusting." ”

Scott frowned, "You don't have to wait there, it increases the risk of exposure." ”

Rimbaud paid no attention to his concerns.

"Whether it's getting in Azkaban or leaving, I'm flying high enough." It said, "The Dementors are blind, and the wizards stationed on the outskirts of that island certainly didn't see me." ”

Scott asked with concern, "What about the other inmates?" ”

Rimbaud said, "Those people were tortured half to death by the Dementors, and most of them had gone mad. Besides, the prisons are all dark, and I have been hiding myself in the shadows, and I have not made a sound, so no one should find me. ”

Scott nodded with satisfaction, "It's hard work, be more careful next time." ”

"Got it." Rimbaud answered.

"But this time, I'll see what you're doing." Scott said with a smile.

Under Rimbaud's curious gaze, he took out his [Magic Mirror].

"Yesterday I learned some new alchemy from my Ravenclaw mentor." "So I revamped my [magic mirror]. ”

As he spoke, he pulled out his wand again, and held the tip of it against Rimbaud's head.

He whispered, "Although you can't experience a person's memories like a meditation basin, you can also convert your memories into video images to watch." ”

As Scott's belonging, even if the wand was held against his head, Rimbaud had no sense of resistance, but asked cooperatively, "What should I do?" ”

"Just remember this trip to Azkaban in the back of your mind." Scott said, "Because of the connection between you and me, I can pull out your memories." ”

"I see." Rimbaud said he understood.

In Rimbaud's memory, he signed a partnership contract with Scott, and that's the connection between them.

Of course, its memories of the past are fake, fictitious memories designed by Scott, and the partnership contract does not exist.

Scott was able to extract its memories with precision, only because it was Scott's magical creation, and it was born out of the vast magic power that Scott had spawned by a one-time Philosopher's Stone.

Scott closed his eyes, feeling the connection between himself and Rimbaud, and at the same time moved his hand, using his wand to pull a strand of silver from its head, representing memory.

He placed the silver thread on top of the mirror of the [magic mirror] and watched it sink slowly.

"Is that all right?" Rimbaud watched the scene curiously.

"Wait." Scott said.

At this moment, an hourglass pattern appeared on the mirror surface of the [Magic Mirror].

When the sand in the hourglass falls completely, the mirror appears as a real picture.

The "shot" of the picture is Rimbaud's first-person view, initially in the clouds high in the sky.

Scott clicked his finger on the mirror a few times, speeding up the playback, and soon, the perspective came to a large sea, looking down on a black island from above.

Scott adjusted the footage to play at normal speed, and of course, due to the high speed of Rimbaud's flight, the "camera" still landed at a high altitude at a rapid speed.

Scott saw the legendary Azkaban for the first time.

A lonely island in the icy sea, a towering black fortress on a desolate island.

Countless dementors in tattered cloaks swirled up and down the sky around the fortress, long cloaks dragging wisps of black mist to mark their tracks.

Rimbaud descended from high in the sky and flew close past the Dementors.

Scott could even clearly see the Dementors hidden under their cloaks, like water-soaked rotten faces and crusted palms.

Fortunately, these monsters don't have normal five senses, and the only thing they can sense is human emotions, so Rimbaud can pass by them unharmed.

After that, the image in [Magic Mirror] flew in with Rimbaud through the huge triangular gap at the top of the black fortress.

At this point, the picture plunges into a deep gloom, and Rimbaud moves nimbly through the complex structure of the fortress, passing by one prison after another, which are arranged like beehives, cramped and dark.

From time to time, the prisoners were frantically whining or howling hysterically.

Rimbaud flew closer, occasionally peering through the narrow stone window at the prisoners.

Most of the prisoners had been tortured to the point of being scrawny, dancing wildly or curled up on the ground, as quiet as if they were dead.

At this time, Rimbaud, who was standing on Scott's shoulder and watching the picture in [Magic Mirror] with him, said to him, "In Azkaban, the prisoners who can still make sounds are either completely insane or have just entered this prison. Of course, the madmen are the most. ”

The footage in the mirror shows that Rimbaud's search for someone did not go smoothly.

It weaves its way through the complex fortress and finally finds Carlo thanks to the help of a Dementor pair.

Carlo had been thrown into Azkaban on Friday, and his emotions didn't seem to have been completely drained by the Dementors, so a large number of Dementors were gathering around the cell that belonged to him.

Rimbaud silently flew past the group of Dementors and perched on top of the small window of Carlo's cell.

Scott saw the inside of the cell.

The arrogant Carlo squatted in the corner of the wall and curled up in a ball, he buried his head in his knees, his hands on his calves, and his whole body trembled.

"Go away...... Go away......" he muttered, "I didn't kill anyone...... I was wronged......"

Seeing this, Scott smiled on his face.

He said: "It seems that Carlo's altered memories have not been altered back, and he still thinks that he has been wrongfully imprisoned." ”

He stared intently at Caro, who was as pitiful as a chick in the picture.

"It's a shame." "If it weren't for the fear of Voldemort's heist," he said, "I'd have preferred to see my enemies suffer here." ”

In the picture, Rimbaud moves again.

Instead of going straight to the ground, it took some more time to find Yaxley and his sons.

The prison where the father and son are being held is not far from Caro's "room".

After confirming the location of the target, Rimbaud began to take action.

It flew through the window into the three cells as fast as it could, and then out as quickly as it could.

The picture was too dark and the cage it was carrying was too small for Scott to see what it was doing.

All he heard was the coughing sound of Carlo and Yaxley father and son coming out as if they were choking.

Next, Rimbaud flew to the corridor of the prison and waited on a rusty iron frame on the stone wall.

Scott sped up the screen playing in [Magic Mirror] again, until a strange scream came from [Magic Mirror].

When the screen speed returned to normal, Rimbaud flew up again, stopping at the window of the cell where Carlo was.

At this time, the surrounding Dementors were already excited.

Inside the cell, Carlo was rolling on the ground with a howl of pain.

Scott watched intently.

"Sure enough, Professor Snape was right." He said to himself, "The taste of revenge is so damn sweet." ”

Rimbaud said, "I don't think your Potions professor can say anything like that. ”

"Pretty much the same." Scott said.

In [Magic Mirror], Caro's wails grew louder and louder, and at the same time, his belly was already bulging high, like a woman in labor.

Followed by......

Boom.

Explode like a balloon.

Scott couldn't help but look away.

As Rimbaud said, it's disgusting.

A fluttering voice rang out.

Now that Rimbaud in the window took the initiative to get out of the way, several black, bloody crows squeezed out of the small window and quickly flew away.

At the same time, several crows flew out of the windows of the other two prisons, and disappeared into the darkness inside the fortress with the same speed.

Rimbaud flew outside the other two cells to see the death of Jaxley's father and son, and then left in the dim light of the fortress.

At this time, some of the prisoners in the other prisons, who still barely had some sense, had already sensed that something was wrong and began to cry out loudly.

Rimbaud flew up from the huge triangular gap above the fortress and flew straight into the air.

The screen in [Magic Mirror] is still.

Rimbaud, which was perched on Scott's shoulder, flew into his hand, and it looked up and said, "I threw that birdcage into the sea too." ”

"Well done." Scott complimented it.

He had understood why Rimbaud had said that he would not be detected entering or leaving Azkaban.

With Azkaban's special environment, it really can be like no one.

"Is there anything else I need to do next?" Rimbaud asked.

Scott shook his head.

"Only Mr. Bode's geckos need to be recycled." "But that's your assignment for next weekend." ”

"But on weekends, the office is locked, and I can't get out of the door like that gecko," Rimbaud said. ”

"It's okay." Scott was sure of this, "That gecko would come out of that office that night on Friday and hide in the brick crack under the first torch on the left outside the office door. ”

"It's a lot easier that way." Rimbaud nodded, "Then I'll go on Friday night." ”

After a few more words to it, Scott got up to break the spell and pushed open the window again, allowing it to fly back into the forest.

Then he sat on the windowsill and clicked on the [magic mirror] a few times, completely deleting the "video" just now.

Putting away the [Magic Mirror], he took out the identity card of the Scholars Alliance from his pocket and entered the magic power to turn it into the [Book of Prometheus].

Flipping through the thick book in his hand, Scott clicked on the letters that Mr. B had sent him again.

After Friday's trial, the mysterious Mr. B did not contact him again, as if the threats were just a joke.

Scott smiled, closed the letter, and bought some more knowledge about Animagus with credits, once again emptying some of the credits he had earned during the break.

Although he was now confident that he could complete the Animagus, an extraordinarily complex advanced human transfiguration, he decided to absorb more of the skills he had in his application.

How to keep oneself from being corrupted by wild thinking while having an animal body, and how to turn back into a human after becoming an animal are the biggest difficulties in the use of Animagus.

After a cursory look at the knowledge he had exchanged for credits, Scott felt quite satisfied.

Although Professor McGonagall could teach him about it, he tried to be more secure and look at the experiences of others.

Because the use of magic varies from person to person, the same spell often takes on different styles in the hands of different wizards.

Scott's experience seems to have been written by a wizard from Russia, who lost his human mind after becoming a brown bear, and finally ran into the wild to fight another brown bear.

What's even more interesting is that he finally "woke up" before he almost mated with a female bear.

Although the situation he wrote was a matter of fact, Scott always felt that he woke up "after the fact".

Of course, in addition to this incomprehensible experience, the wizard still wrote down some dry goods and shared a lot of useful experiences, so that Scott's credits were not in vain.

At this point, the others got up and walked out of the dormitory, and Scott left the common room.

He spent the day in the Room of Requirement until dinner, when he saw the news of the deaths of Carlo and Yaxley being published in the Evening Prophet that day.

The news caused a stir in the auditorium at dinner time that day.

Aside, Elijah Caro was once a Hogwarts student, and many of his students knew him.

Although he had tightened himself up with Azkaban, his tragic death had a powerful impact on many of his students.

Especially the few Slytherin students he knew well.

At the Ravenclaw table, Eddie quietly asked, "You say, did this work from the Rohr family?" ”

"I think so." Roger had already wrinkled his face, "However, although there are no photos in the newspaper, the tragic situation of these three people can be imagined through the text. ”

Milton was a little skeptical, "If it was the people of the Rohr family who did it, why did they kill those two Alex?" ”

Eddie boldly hypothesizes, "I think it's a smokescreen spell they've cast." ”

Scott listened to the discussion around him while eating.

The vast majority of people believe that the murder in Azkaban is the revenge of the Rohr family, whose daughter was killed.

They all opened their minds and guessed how the Rohr family did it.

"They must have bribed the caretaker wizards of Azkaban and the Dementors."

"They have people in the Ministry of Magic."

"A peculiar curse, perhaps."

In short, conjectures are varied......

Scott also overhears Fred and George talking about Gryffindor.

"I support the curse!" Fred exclaimed.

"This curse is called the Belly Breaker." "I once read about this curse in an old book at home," said George. ”

Fred nodded thoughtfully, "Just make a cursed doll, then collect the enemy's blood to water it, and finally break the doll's belly, so that the enemy's belly will also be broken." ”

Their "explanation" attracted a lot of people, especially the Gryffindor and Hufflepuff junior children, who were stunned by the two men.

Fred and George terrorized the younger children and finally announced that they were going to make an anti-belly charm that would soon be available for sale.

For a while, there were really a lot of little fools vying to book, and even Percy and Hermione's anti-fraud propaganda of justice had no effect.

Eddie watched in amazement as the Weasley twins made a fortune, then turned his gaze to the Ravenclaw juniors.

"Don't even think about it. I'm not very competent, but I'm also a prefect. "And, if you want to be the new prefect next school year, you should remember that there are some things you can't do." ”

Eddie regretfully withdrew his gaze.

"What do you think?" He righteously said, "Am I that kind of person?" ”

"You are." Scott, Roger, and Milton said in unison.

Eddie clutched his chest contrivedly, his face hurting, "I think you guys have misunderstood me too much. ”

All three of Scott ignored him.

"Scott."

Just then, Luna walked up behind Scott from the other side of the table.

"What's wrong?" Scott looked back at her.

"Follow me."

Luna reached directly and grabbed Scott's sleeve, trying to pull him out.

"Wait ......"

Looking at the serious expression on Luna's face, Scott withdrew the words from his mouth, got up with her strength, and followed her out of the auditorium.

Luna ignored the whistling and teasing laughter coming from behind them, and she clutched Scott's sleeve until she pulled him into the castle's back garden.

She didn't say anything after that, but deliberately climbed up to the flower bed, stared at the slightly convex gray eyes, and looked at Scott condescendingly.

Scott didn't say anything, letting her look at herself.

"You ......"

Luna said a word, then raised her hand to remove the wand pinned behind her ear, and unskillfully placed a protective charm against eavesdropping in place.

"I can see it." She whispered, her voice fluttering.

Scott looked at the smoke rising from her eyes, and realized in her heart.

"Of course." He smiled, "I dare say, few people have seen it better than you have all along. ”

Luna nodded.

Although her eyes were hazy and her expression was a little confused, Scott knew that this was a girl with a mirror heart, and her eyes could clearly reflect the essence of others.

She just looked at him and fell silent again.

Scott didn't feel uncomfortable, he smiled again, and asked her softly, "Can you tell me, you haven't said anything all this time, why did you speak this time?" ”

Luna brushed her hair and looked up at the dark night sky.

"I don't know exactly what you've done, Scott." Her voice was still erratic, "I don't think you've done anything wrong. ”

"And what do you want to tell me this time?" Scott asked again.

Luna looked at him again, she thought for a long time, and then stopped, as if organizing the language.

Such a performance was rare for her, and Scott waited patiently.

After a while, Luna's eyes began to focus, and she asked Scott with a serious face, "Are we friends?" ”

"Of course." Scott replied in the affirmative, "We are friends." ”

Luna hesitated again, "No matter what I say, won't you be angry?" Or, even when you're angry, you'll be friends with me. ”

"It's not like a question you can ask." Scott was a little surprised.

In the past, Luna always unconsciously revealed the unpleasant truth, but never thought about whether others would be angry.

But he still nodded, "Yes, I won't be angry, and even if I do, I will still be friends with you." ”

Hearing his answer, a slight faint smile appeared on Luna's face.

"Say whatever you want." Scott also gave her a word of encouragement.

Although he didn't expect his secret actions to be revealed, since Luna's magical eyes had seen something, let's see if the two could come to some agreement.

"Why do that?" Pure doubt on Luna's face.

Scott said in a calm tone: "To be fair, when someone wants my life, it means that he is also pressing his own life on the table. Although I don't take the initiative to gamble, when I win, I take all the chips on the table. ”

Luna fell into deep thought.

Scott was curious.

"Can you tell me what exactly you see in me?" He asked.

Luna shook her head, "I don't know, but the vigilant fly that lives in my eyes is reminding me that while I'm reading the newspaper, oh, and then I saw you, and I think I should talk to you." ”

Her words were so inverted that Scott didn't understand what she meant for a moment.

"See me when you see the newspaper?" He was amazed, "You can still see the line of cause and effect?" ”

"What?" Luna looked confused.

Scott shook his head and didn't explain.

He himself felt that his statement was exaggerated.

Whatever the reason, whether it was really seeing it or having a gut feeling, he knew that Luna was serious about associating him with the content of the newspaper.

Scott looked at Luna again, and seeing that she looked like she was out of the world, he had to take the initiative to ask, "Luna, now do you think I did something wrong?" ”

"I don't know." Luna was even more confused, "I want to say that you did something wrong, I don't like revenge, of course, all along, your personality is completely different from mine, I can see it, I mean...... But I can't ask anyone else to be the same ...... as I am."

As she spoke, a distressed look appeared on her face.

Scott said, "Yes, you're a forgiving guy, but I'm different, and whoever provokes me, I'm going to get revenge." Of course, an equivalent retaliation. All you need to do is beat me up, and whoever wants to kill me and threaten my life must die. ”

He also wanted Luna to learn to be better, but he couldn't.

"Why?" Luna seemed a little confused.

Scott shrugged his shoulders, "That's fair, isn't it?" ”

He looked Luna in the eye, wondering what the girl would choose.

If she felt she should tell someone what he did......

Then, while Scott won't hurt her, he will also choose to force her to sign a contract that she can't say to anyone.