Before going to Dumbledore to torture Sirius about his escape, Dracula decided to take a spin around Azkaban.

Dracula had already gone around the island of Azkaban in order to snipe Voldemort, and this time he walked into the dark moon with great ease, and came to the outside of the fortress that stood lonely between the high walls.

The fortress of Azkaban is made of marble that has been weathered by storms all year round, and the marble has long been eroded by the rain, creating white lines of varying widths from high to low.

There was not a single window outside the fortress, only an entrance designed for Dementors, narrow and elongated, making it difficult for even the most emaciated wizard to pass through the entrance.

Only the disembodied species of Dementors were able to come and go freely, sucking on what little happiness the prisoners had left.

Seeing Dracula's arrival, a few Dementors patrolling around flew excitedly.

The island is a year when few outsiders come to the island, and there is little chance to give them new pleasures, and the prisoners have long been almost drained, and the occasional positive emotions are not enough to fill their teeth.

So, these evil creatures have been in a state similar to hunger.

Dracula's arrival excites them, and the Dementors who were among the first to spot Dracula scrambled to fly, opening their black hole-like lips and making an excited and weird "creak" sound.

"Oh? How long has it been since there have been so many more Dementors?"

Dracula squinted his eyes at the Dementors swooping down in the air, a sneer curling into his lips.

As the Dementor who rushed to the first place approached, it seemed to sense the overly familiar and terrifying dark aura of Dracula's body, and its momentum of swooping froze.

Immediately afterward, the Dementor retreated faster than it had come, and almost instantly flew to the edge of the island, trembling all over.

The other nearby Dementors had no eyes and couldn't witness their own antics in person, but they had their own unique perceptions, and could feel the first one to rush out of the way.

The Dementors were stunned.

They were puzzled, there was a fresh food here, why didn't they go to the meal, and just left so hastily?

The other Dementors were unable to resist the temptation of food, ignoring the unusual behavior of their kind, and instead flew towards Dracula.

At that moment, the figure suddenly pulled out a wand, and a silver-white bat flew out of the tip of the wand and circled around him, illuminating a dark land shrouded in clouds.

Several Dementors suddenly felt a great threat from the small silver-white bat.

What's more, even though they're new Dementors and haven't seen the sight of the Bat Patronus sweeping the island last Halloween, they seem to have a deep fear of the Patronus in their minds. ….

That's the shadow that is etched into the hearts of all Dementors!

So, the Dementors retreated faster than the first one, and fled to the outskirts of the island, fearing that the Patronus would suddenly grow in size and number, and that there would be another terrible cleansing of the island of Azkaban.

"You guys have a pretty good memory." Dracula scoffed and withdrew his wand.

Although he was disgusted by species like Dementors, he had no intention of cleansing Azkaban again.

In the secret realm at the top of Mount Olympus, Helbo doesn't know how to absorb some of the dissipated Dementor energy into the secret realm to add strength to himself.

Dracula didn't want to cause trouble for Andros, who was already working hard, so he had to reluctantly give up the idea of destroying the Dementors.

What's more, Dementors, a species whose vitality is even more difficult to destroy than cockroaches, will not lose their energy after destroying one

, but will continue to coalesce by the next Dementor.

As a result, it is widely said in the wizarding world that Dementors cannot be destroyed, only dispelled.

Even if Dracula's high-intensity Patronus Charm can actually destroy it, it won't be long before the new Dementors will coalesce again, which is why it is only half a year before the Azkaban Island, which was almost cleansed, has enough Dementors for daily patrols and guards.

Ignoring the annoying Dementors, Dracula made a beeline for the narrow, slender passage of the fortress of Azkaban.

This passage is not only limited to the terrain to restrict the entry and exit of wizards, that would be too hasty, many wizards who are proficient in transfiguration are able to change their body form through high-end human body transformation, there is always a way to enter the passage.

Naturally, the Ministry of Magic would not allow such a thing to happen, and many ancient Runi characters were engraved inside the passage, and many protective spells were also arranged, which could completely isolate the effects of all spells and prevent anyone from using magic to trick them.

As for the normal entrance to Azkaban, it is located in the heavily guarded Azkaban staff gathering area of the Ministry of Magic, which is full of many magical mechanisms, as well as an alarm device that directly leads to the Department of Magical Law Enforcement, and it is difficult for anyone to enter from there without disturbing the Ministry of Magic.

Of course, neither of these points can help Dracula.

The reason why he chose the narrow and slender Dementor entrance was only because it was relatively close to the location he was familiar with, so it was relatively easy to do......

With a slight leap, Dracula instantly transformed into a small bat in the air, and flew easily into this narrow and slender passage.

His transformation is different from a simple human transformation, and the form of the bat is not so much the product of transfiguration as it is another form of Dracula, which is completely too real to be true.

In the face of a seemingly harmless bat, the protective magic in the passage naturally did not make any unnecessary movements, and it was easy for Dracula to fly through it.

……

Tiny bats flew through narrow passages and appeared inside the fortress.

Dracula's form crept into shape, landing lightly on the wet ground, looking around curiously. ….

The prison in Azkaban was very dark, and there was a cold, lonely cold, and from time to time a few Dementors who had come to "eat" or "eat and drink" floated by.

When these Dementors saw Dracula suddenly appearing inside the prison, they mostly behaved the same way-

At first, he was extremely excited and greedy, thinking that some new prisoner had been sent in, hoping to taste some fresh happiness in the new prisoner.

Immediately afterward, the fear in the hearts of the Dementors leads them to discover that this sudden appearance is not just a new prisoner, but an extremely dangerous ruthless man who can cleanse an island of Dementors.

As soon as the Dementors reacted, they scattered and fled, fearing that they would not escape quickly enough and be wiped out......

"Don't rush to leave yet." Dracula grabbed one of the slowest Dementors in his hand, and then he frowned and showed a disgusted expression, "Take away your emotion-absorbing function, and don't disgust me."

The Dementor trembled for a long time, but he really understood Dracula's words, and took back the ability to never turn off and want to absorb the happy emotions of others anytime and anywhere, which made Dracula's frowning brow soothe.

"Very well, show me the way now. What is Sirius Black's cell?" Dracula asked.

"Crunch......" The Dementor let out a strange sound in a daze, not knowing if it didn't understand Dracula or where Sirius Black's cell was.

"Didn't you understand me just now?" Dracula frowned again, "As the caretaker of Azkaban, you can't even know where the escaped fugitive lived before, do you?"

Hearing Dracula talk about prison breaks, the Dementors understood this time and nodded at its weird-looking appearance

The head.

It seems that it is not that it does not know where Sirius lives, but that it does not know the names of these prisoners.

The Dementor glanced at Dracula hesitantly, and thought for a moment with its extremely barren brain, thinking of the Patronus Spell that had enveloped the entire island of Azkaban more than half a year ago...... So I decisively chose to be the female cadre of the Dementor!

It flicked its tattered black cloak, pointed one of the corners of the cloak in one direction of the prison, motioned for Dracula to follow it, and then floated in that direction first.

Dracula watched the dementors' strange movements and followed with interest.

Along the way, he walked through one dark cell after another, and saw many prisoners with haggard, pale faces.

It was like a forgotten and spurned corner of the world, the prison was full of rotten and moldy smell, and a bleak and painful mood was suffocating in the rancid air, which was particularly heart-wrenching.

There was not a single window in Azkaban's prison, but occasionally a cold wind blew in through the cracks in the walls, rubbing "Woo...... The mournful sound of "Woo ......" blew up the thick dust on the ground, drifted in the air, and filled the entire dungeon, and even more spread the smell of sourness, erosion, and decay, penetrating into the psychology of every prisoner, making them inexplicably frightened. ….

In this silent prison, a sudden jingle or the unwilling roar of a prisoner seems to awaken the ghosts that have been sleeping for years, piercing everyone's eardrums, and only the darkness that seeps into their hearts is their eternal companion!

But the dementor-tormented prisoners had long since become numb to the darkness and misery, and what they feared most was that the Dementors would come to the prison every day to eat, which would rob them of the glimmer of hope that they had spent hours trying to force up from the bottom of their hearts......

So more prisoners choose to numb themselves and let themselves lose their spirits and fall into madness in this never-ending prison!

Dracula walked with the Dementors, and saw the horrific scenes around him, and his expression did not fluctuate, and he looked extremely indifferent.

Azkaban Prison is divided into seven floors, from the lowest to the highest, divided into areas of detention for different levels of crime.

Most of the prisoners in the first two tiers were serving sentences of less than a month, and the mental state of the prisoners in this tier was quite normal, and most of them still had expectations for a return to freedom that would soon come.

The Ministry of Magic also does not allow Dementors to over-patronize wizards in this area, only allowing them to come to this level once every three days to "eat".

Most of these people were only a little curious about Dracula's arrival, and they all thought that such a person with a Dementor in front of him was a *** from the Ministry of Magic who came to pretend to patrol the field.

The third and fourth layers are prisoners who have been sentenced to more than one month and less than three years, and although their mental state is sluggish, there is still a glimmer of hope in their eyes to regain their self-talk.

From the third layer onwards, few people will already notice Dracula's arrival.

They only hope to be able to keep that little clarity in their hearts, to prevent themselves from going completely insane under the torture of the Dementors before the end of their sentences, and let the long struggle fall short.

The fifth and sixth tiers are all prisoners with sentences of more than three years.

In these two levels, it is rare to see a few people who have not gone crazy, and only the wizards with the strongest willpower can keep themselves conscious.

These two floors are also the places frequented by the Dementors the most, and there is no restriction on "eating" in the first four floors, and there is still a trace of positive emotions to squeeze out, which is to suffer the wizards who are locked up here......

Before he knew it, Dracula followed the captured Dementor to the seventh floor of Azkaban Prison—

This layer is basically full of heinous dark wizards, most of whom were Death Eaters who were arrested during the last Wizarding War started by Lord Voldemort.

Compared to the fifth and sixth layers, the Dementors don't like to come to this layer without any restrictions

……

This is because every dark wizard who is locked up here is a crazy person in the first place, and they either take pleasure in torturing people or have a soft spot for some unconscionable dark magic, and the Dementors can't absorb any positive emotions from their hearts, so they gradually lose interest in this layer.

Sirius Black was imprisoned on this level before he escaped from prison.

"Hahahaha...... Let me see who is visiting us again this time? I guess it's not Fudge's incompetent idiot."

Dracula had barely reached the final steps of the seventh floor when the voice of a mad witch came over.

Her voice, though slightly weak, was more neutral than the prisoners on the previous floors.

"Huh...... I haven't seen you, and that idiot Fudge is gone, right?" The witch laughed maniacally and sneered at Dracula, "That stupid cousin of mine has suffered a lot from Azkaban, hasn't he?"

Dracula looked over and saw a witch in her thirties with long, thick black hair.

She has a thick jaw, thin lips, heavy eyelids, and thick long eyelashes, and although her complexion is a little withered and haggard, she can still see that she should have looked very beautiful.

Seeing this face, which was very similar to Regulus, Dracula raised his eyebrows in surprise:

"Huh, another Blake?"

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Ripples of dust