"You don't know who I am?"

The crazy witch bared her teeth and grinned nervously, looking through the unkempt hair that covered half of her eyes at Dracula, who was slowly walking from the cramped staircase.

"Why do I know who you are?" Dracula looked at her with interest, curling the corners of his mouth, "Do you think you're famous?"

"It's boring, so you're not from the Ministry of Magic." The witch's nervous smile retracted very abruptly, and then she cried and complained, "It's boring, I thought that Fudge idiot was taken out of power by my cousin."

"Oh? Is Sirius Black your cousin?"

Dracula stepped forward and wanted to lean against the grate where the witch was being held, but seeing the rust on the grate, he silently dismissed the idea.

"If that's the case, then I might really know who you are." He continued.

Dracula had seen the tapestry containing the family tree in the Blake family's home, and with his excellent memory, it was not a problem to recall the details of the tapestry.

If the witch was Sirius Black's cousin, and Regulus was Sirius's biological brother, then she was also Regulus's cousin.

Regulus once introduced Dracula to the family tree, and he had a brother, and three cousins—

Andomeda Black, who married a Muggle-born wizard and was removed from the family tree by the Blakes; Narcissa Blake, married to Lucius Malfoy; and Bellatrix Blake, who married into the Strange family.

Andoda Blake didn't care about Voldemort's idea of being pure-blooded, and obviously couldn't have been a heinous Death Eater and locked up in Azkaban;

Dracula was quite familiar with Lucius, knowing that he and his wife were fine, and Draco Malfoy didn't have a mother who was imprisoned in Azkaban, so this crazy witch obviously couldn't be Narcissa Blake;

Then the result is obvious, this witch is Bellatrix Blake, or Bellatrix Lestrange, who married into the Strange family.

"Bellatrix Rystrange, I guessed right, right?" Dracula whispered.

The mad witch leaned against a dirty haystack and looked at Dracula with a curious look and a crazy smile on her lips.

"It seems that you really aren't one of those boring officials of the Ministry of Magic." She grinned, "So, does this handsome gentleman bring anything interesting to us boring people?"

"Or do you want to get us out of town as a credit for joining the Dark Lord?"

At this, an extremely fanatical expression suddenly appeared on Bellatrix's face, "I can feel that the master has never left us! You—that's you! Just get us out and send us to our master, and you will be reused!"

"Since you can bypass the Ministry of Magic surveillance and enter Azkaban, you must be a skilled wizard too." Bella's expression suddenly calmed down again, staring deeply into Dracula's eyes. ….

"Come on, gentleman, it's time for you to make your choice......

The seventh floor of Azkaban seemed to be awakened by Bella's words, and the other Death Eaters in the cells also turned their eyes to Dracula's position, and some of them who were in a slightly better state even began to heckle.

"Boy, let us out, the Dark Lord can't do you well!" An ugly-faced wizard shouted.

"Caro, be quiet!" Another somewhat old wizard shouted in a hoarse voice, "If you make this gentleman angry because of your uncultured fellow, and thus ruin our chance to get out of prison, see how I clean you up!"

"How do you know this kid can take us out?" Another witch shouted, "What if he's just a pretending to be a trick and a trick to sneak in?"

"I'm thinking about our freedom! you

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The inmates in the seventh-floor prison soon quarreled.

It can be seen that they are indeed not too affected by the Dementors, and most of them still have the strength to speak, and they are quite confident in arguing.

But neither Dracula nor Bellatrix had the noisy quarrels, but looked at each other with interest.

"Have you made a decision?" Bella grinned.

Looking at the mad witch's performance in front of him, Dracula chuckled softly.

"Before I say my choice, there's something I'd like to tell you." There was a hint of amusement in his eyes.

Bella didn't hear the answer she wanted, and seemed to be a little unhappy, and the corners of her mouth drooped again, and her expression became listless.

"Tell me about it." She said weakly.

"The news I'm about to tell has to do with your Lord Dark Lord." Dracula said slowly.

Bella's eyes widened and she looked up at Dracula.

Her eyes seemed to radiate a breathtaking light, and her eyes were shining, as if she was going to cry nervously the next moment.

"Say it! Hurry—" Bella screamed.

"Hehehe...... Then you have to listen well." An intriguing smile tugged at the corners of Dracula's lips, and he said word by word, "Your Lord Dark Lord...... Not dead indeed!"

The air on the seventh floor of Azkaban suddenly fell silent, and the entire space seemed to freeze.

The Death Eaters, who were still arguing viciously and venting their frustrations, suddenly stopped, their expressions frozen, and then turned to look at Dracula in disbelief.

Bella's performance was the most terrifying.

More than ten years of prison life did not seem to have any effect on her physical fitness, and she jumped up from the haystack at once, rushed to the side of the cell grate, and clung to the rusty metal grate, her eyes full of fever.

"Are you sure this news is true?" Bella gritted her teeth and stared at Dracula, who seemed to be careless outside the grille.

"Of course." Dracula said with a smirk, "I don't have to lie to you, do I?"

"Hahahahaha...... I knew it!" Bellatrix looked up and laughed maniacally, "I knew the Dark Lord wouldn't be so easy to get away with us! Hahahahaha......"....

The other Death Eaters were at first incredulous, then ecstatic and ecstatic, and some of the Death Eaters had a longing for freedom in their eyes that had not been seen for a long time.

These Death Eaters imprisoned in Azkaban were Voldemort's most die-hard followers, and they were all people who were impressed by Voldemort's personal strength and tough attitude, and were willing to give their lives for him.

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He raised his head again and lifted his face from his hands.

"Are you the one your master sent to save us?"

Bella looked at Dracula with tears in her eyes. Her face was stained with rust from the hand that had just held the rusty grille, and it became a little hideous as it spread with two lines of tears.

"Well...... Let me sell it." Dracula chuckled and changed the subject without a trace, "I have one more question for you—"

"I want to know, did any of you see how Sirius Black escaped from Azkaban?"

By this time, the Death Eaters, who had long since lost hope of freedom in the prison of Azkaban, had seen Dracula, who brought good news, as a ray of light in a dark life, and believed him almost obediently and everything.

As soon as Dracula asked the question, some Death Eaters began to rush to answer.

"Sir, I live across the street from Sirius Black, and I'm definitely the one who sees best." Two steps further from the cell, a wizard shouted to Dracula, "I saw Sirius Blake lying in bed the night before, and he was gone the next day."

"It was like it had disappeared into thin air, and I didn't notice anything wrong with it at all."

"You're saying you didn't see what he did when he left Azkaban, did you?" Dracula asked, frowning.

"Not at all." The wizard said, "By the way, sir, why did you do Sirius Blake's thing, is there something wrong with it?" ….

"No, no problem." Dracula shook his head slowly, turning to look at the others, "That's a little weird...... Has anyone else seen Blake disappear?"

The other Death Eaters shook their heads, and none of them discovered the method Sirius Black used to get out of Azkaban.

"Can he still disappear into thin air?" Dracula stood in Sirius Black's cell, frowning at the furnishings.

A tattered wooden bed, a haystack of hay, and a plate with a large crack in it for handing food.

The furnishings were no different from the other cells, and there was no sign of damage to the grilles or walls of the cells, as if Sirius Blake had really disappeared from this cell out of thin air.

If it's a wizard with a wand, it's better to say: just use the apparition to leave; Use the lock picking spell to unlock the door and lock it again when you come out; Slice through the grate with the Cutting Charm, and then use the Repair Charm to restore it when you come out...... It's okay if you have magic in hand.

But in Azkaban, there are not only anti-illusion shifting spells that cover the entire island, but also ancient runi circles that eliminate magic.

In addition, the prisoners here do not have wands, and their spirits can be disturbed by the Dementors and become dizzy.

Obviously, these prisoners don't have the slightest possibility of casting magic!

So, how did Sirius Blake get out of his cell?

Dracula was lost in thought.

"Sir, why do you care so much about an outsider like Sirius?" Just then, a Death Eater suddenly asked.

"Outsiders?" Dracula was stunned for a moment.

"yes, if he hadn't been locked in, I would never have known there was such a number one in the Death Eater ranks." The Death Eaters muttered, "And he didn't have a good deal with us before he was imprisoned, after all, he was a member of the Order of the Phoenix."

"He's also from the Order of the Phoenix?" Dracula increasingly feels that something is not quite right.

A wizard who was approved by Dumbledore and thus joined the Order of the Phoenix would join the Death Eaters after Voldemort's downfall, and he also killed thirteen innocent people with a radical change of personality......

At this moment, Bella's voice rang out suddenly.

"Why are you still struggling with Sirius?" She looked at Dracula and asked impatiently, "He's an inconsequential outsider, you know?" drive

Tell me, are you the one sent by the Dark Lord to rescue us?"

Bella can't wait to hear Dracula tell you the good news about Voldemort.

"Are you in such a hurry?" Dracula sneered, "Okay, in that case, then I'll talk to you about it—"

"I've let you down, I'm not the rescuer he sent to rescue you." He said.

The Death Eaters had disappointed looks on their faces.

"But......" Dracula turned, "the Dark Lord has come himself, and wants to rescue you himself."

Hearing this, Bella burst into tears again, and wiped the mud and rust on her face with both hands.

"Speaking of which, you might be a little curious." Dracula chuckled, "If you have already come to save people in person, why is it that a wizard as powerful as the Dark Lord has not succeeded in attacking Azkaban to rescue you so far?"

The Death Eaters present were also stunned.

Could it be that the Dark Lord's strength is far from recovering, and he can't even attack an Azkaban that doesn't garrison many Aurors? Or did the Ministry of Magic strengthen the security of Azkaban?

They looked at Dracula, looking for an answer.

"Because...... I don't want him to get his way!"

Dracula laughed happily.

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