All living things have three processes: birth, death, and reproduction.

But the Dementor is an exception, it is immortal, it transcends life and death, and no one has even seen how it reproduces.

The British Ministry of Magic claims that Dementors are born out of thin air like fungi in the most rotten, shady places, but the truth is ......

With the exception of the island where the Dementors were first discovered, the world has never heard of any wild Dementors.

"Contrary to rumors." Newt sat on the cage, looked into the forest in the distance, and said softly:

"The place where Dementors were born is so pure that one wizard once commented that Dementors are the purest creatures in the world."

"Who said that?" Rove curious.

"Axis." Newt whispered, "He was the first wizard to discover the Dementors, and settled on the island where the Dementors were found, building a fortress dedicated to them."

"Later, Aixis suddenly disappeared, and no one knew where he went." Newt said in a deep voice.

"Suddenly gone?"

"Yes, suddenly gone." Newt said in a sure tone, "Aixis's things are still on the island, his clothes, his notes, his gold, all are still on the island."

"With the disappearance of Ixis, the magic he cast near the island became ineffective, and the Ministry of Magic noticed the island and the Dementors on it."

"The Ministry of Magic has also found that Aixis has left various materials." Newt whispered, "I was working in the Department of Magical Biological Management and Control, and I accidentally came across some of the information."

"Later, I made a special trip to Azkaban to study the Dementors."

"The previous Christmas, I was on the Orient Express, and I heard Mondigus mention that he had met you in Azkaban." Rove said suddenly.

"Mundungus? Haha, I did run into him." Newt smiled and said:

"At the time, he also helped me a little so that I could avoid the Dementors and inspect the island."

"What do you see?"

"I see ......," Newt recalled, rubbing his eyebrows:

"In the center of the island, there was a very small lake, and the water was so clear that a man came out of the bottom of the lake like bubbles floating up from the bottom."

"But soon after the man came ashore, he quickly grew old, his cheeks rotted, his face was only hollow eye sockets, and a large hole appeared in his mouth...... In the end, it's exactly the same as the Dementors."

Rove was a little surprised, it sounded a lot like the thousand-year-old corpses that had been preserved intact in the tombs, and the corpses were rapidly oxidized when exposed to fresh air.

"What's under the lake?" The boy wondered.

"I don't know." Newt shook his head and said, "I was soon discovered by the Dementors, who were guarding it."

Rove pondered, so the Dementors were born at the bottom of that lake?

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storm

swept across the sea.

The wind swept away the sea, wave after wave, surging wildly.

A black carriage flew with difficulty over the sea, and the wind howled and shook it violently like a ship in the sea.

The seven-headed Thestrals pulled the carriage, their fur crackling, and despite the absence of a wizard commanding them, they flew steadily towards the island in the distance.

Their goal is Azkaban!

Inside the carriage sat four wizards: three Aurors and one criminal.

The criminal, with both hands and feet in chains, and a magic rope lock tied to his body.

As soon as he tried to use magic, even the slightest fluctuation of magic, the rope would immediately shrink, strangling him to death.

The prisoner was sobbing, screaming like a baby, and shouting that he didn't want to go to Azkaban, much to the annoyance of the Aurors on the side.

"Shut up, Peter Pettigrew!" Coopa yelled, "If you cry again, I'll cut you off and feed you to the night."

Qi!!"

Peter was frightened, and he immediately shut up, did not say a word, did not wail any more, but his nose was still twitching.

"Don't freak out Peter, Koopa. From what I've observed during this time, this guy is really timid." The tall wizard on the side whistled and said with a wicked smile:

"If you want me to say, he'll need to be slapped a few times, and then he will be whipped hard, and then he will be completely quiet."

Peter was so frightened that he didn't even dare to sniffle.

"You're a hardcore, Dane." Coopa looked at Peter again and sneered:

"Peter Pettigrew, you deserve to be held in Azkaban until your bones turn to ashes, don't you, Delix?" 」

Coopa looked at the short-haired man who hadn't spoken since he set off.

Dlux nodded lightly, "That's right."

At this moment, a bright lightning bolt, through the window of the carriage, illuminated the whole carriage, brighter than the sun on a sunny day.

Coopa leaned close to the window and looked out of the window, and he exclaimed, "I hate heavy rains!"

The thunder drowned out his words, and also the voice of Delix, and in the distance there was another lightning bolt, the light was dazzling.

For some reason, Coopa caught a glimpse of green light through the lenses of his glasses.

Coopa was about to turn around when one hand grabbed his hair and grabbed his head, slamming it against the wall, the impact so hard that he could barely breathe.

Coopa's wand was knocked off, and a black rope tied him tightly like a silkworm chrysalis.

He fell to the ground, his pupils dilated.

It turned out that Dane had been killed in his seat by Avada, his face full of horror and horror.

But it wasn't Peter Pettigrew who did it, he was still firmly tied to his position, and it was ...... Dalus!

Everything was happening so fast that before Coopa could react, he saw Dlux open the car door and drag him out.

Coopa stretched out his feet and tried to hook the chair with all his might, but he pushed too hard, and his feet just brushed the smooth surface of the seat.

Dlux dragged Coopa outside the carriage, and below was the vast sea, where Coopa hung in mid-air, out of breath.

"Why?" Coopa shouted, "Delix!"

"Shut up!" Dlux scolded, "If you call again, I'll cut you off and feed Thestrals!!"

「……」

Dlux raised his wand and aimed it at Coopa, and after a flash of green light, his body fell downwards and into the sea.

Dlux returned to the carriage and raised his wand at Peter.

Peter stared straight at Delix, he wanted to vomit but couldn't, his nails digging deep into his arms, shaking and sobbing violently.

The appearance of the Dlux suddenly changed rapidly, as if the time had come for the compound decoction.

The white glow of lightning lit up the room, and Peter saw the face clearly, and he was so frightened that he was dumbfounded and short of breath.

"You...... You ......."

The man shoved Coopa's wand into Peter's hand, and he whispered:

"Remember, all the way east...... Go to the Albanian Forest...... Go find ...... The Dark Lord!"

"He's waiting for you!"

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(Brothers, this chapter is yesterday, has been reviewed, reviewed overnight...... I found the editor in charge in the morning to release it, sorry. ）