Harry didn't speak loudly.

Dumbledore groaned in his heart, and his attempts to pull out another can of cockroaches stopped abruptly.

"I believe Duke Honey." He was stunned for a moment, intending to continue pulling out the candy.

"Cockroach piles are a hot seller." Harry kindly reminded him and continued to mend the knife to his heart, "You also know that almost everyone except you doesn't buy cockroach piles for food. ”

"Mr. Froome also knows this, the cockroach pile is a very popular prank prop, do you guess he will be a little slack when making this candy, such as accidentally mixing in a few real cockroaches?"

"Anyway, it's just a prank prop, so no one should eat it."

"Suppose, he thinks so."

Mr. Froome, the owner of Duke Honey, is also a master of confectionery.

"I believe Ambrosius." Dumbledore was serious, emphasizing in an accentuated tone, "He's a very responsible wizard. ”

That being said.

The threshold in his heart, he couldn't cross it at all, sighed, and put away the candy jar.

"You don't believe him." Harry unveiled the disguise of his words.

Dumbledore sighed, "Harry, you're taking revenge on me. ”

"Yes." Harry nodded decisively, "Who made you want to send me to Voldemort and let me die?" ”

"That's for healing." Dumbledore shook his head.

Snape sneered, "Albus, it's you who should be cured." ”

The other three Headmasters did not express any objections, and even tried to work with Snape to diagnose Dumbledore's condition.

Harry is sent away by Professor McGonagall.

Snape stayed behind and continued to discuss with Dumbledore about solving the Horcrux troubles - they had intended to solve it today, but the situation was too complicated for many of the tools they had prepared to be useless.

Two professors, Flitwick and Sprout, went out on patrol.

Dumbledore and Harry's "Death Eater" speculation was terrible, Hogwarts was invaded again, and the safety of the students was once again threatened.

Wait a minute

Why use the word "again"?

But as the professors intensified their patrols in the castle, the criminal who stole the pet disappeared, except for the Slytherins, who were still losing their pets - after investigation, it was also confirmed that it had nothing to do with the criminal, and it was a common bullying in their house.

Of course, they will justify.

I didn't want to kill these pets, I didn't think about bullying, just kidding, accidentally, out of control, unexpectedly, these pets died.

They sincerely admit their mistakes, accept confinement, and are even willing to pay compensation.

The word "even" made Vice Principal McGonagall feel a little uncomfortable.

Their expressions are too real.

It's like you really didn't want to kill those pets.

Judging from the school rules, there was nothing wrong with the attitude of these students, and she could only reprimand them, and then give them to Snape to confine.

On Dumbledore's map of the living spots, there were no more hints of outsiders breaking in.

seem

Dumbledore and Harry made a startled bird.

After a two-month reprieve period in September and October, the fifth-grade wizards finally felt that there was a year of "owls", and what was different from previous years, and all the professors invariably increased the amount of homework.

They are prepared to teach all of the fifth grade in the first half of the school year.

Wait for the second half of the school year to review for grades 1 to 5.

All the professors had a lot of faith in Harry and wanted to break the best ever time.

In the past ten years, Hogwarts has indeed been very slack.

Sirius was forced to add a lot of magical theory to his lessons, which Professor McGonagall mandated, and the Defence Against the Dark Arts exam had not only practical but also theoretical content.

It gave him a lot of headaches.

He didn't know much more about theory than the little wizards in the fifth grade, but as a professor, he had to shoulder the responsibilities of a professor, and he had to start learning these things all over again, and he would talk to Lupin for hours every night, all about Defence Against the Dark Arts.

The job wasn't as good as he thought it would be.

Halloween Eve.

In the school year without any incidents, the little wizards enjoyed the excitement that they had not seen for a long time.

Last year's Halloween atmosphere was completely replaced by the Triwizard Tournament, and this year the little wizards won't miss it.

And enjoy a night of ghosts at Hogwarts.

In a place where ghosts are actually stationed.

On a reef island in Great Britain, the waves crashed fiercely, rolling dark clouds and raining down.

A small boat is docked on the shore.

The crew at the helm jumped into the sea, tethered the cable tightly to the harbor, and then climbed back again.

His face was full of flattery, and he bowed to the people in the boat, and his attitude was very respectful: "Mr. Hinkenes, here we are. ”

"Really? Finally arrived? The man in the boat stepped out and waved his wand lightly, casting a rain spell on himself.

He is a tall man with a goatee.

Pierce Hinkenis, the deputy director of the Department of Magical Law Enforcement, is second only to Scrimgeour in his current head, given that he is too old to take care of things.

He has a high status in the Ministry of Magic.

At least this group of jailers in Azkaban had to look up to.

"Yes, I wonder who you're visiting this time?" The jailer nodded, asking enthusiastically. He had the impression that Mr. Hinkness had no relatives or friends who had been imprisoned in Azkaban.

"It's an old friend, you probably don't know," Sinkenes raised his wand and pointed it at the jailer, as if to cast a spell on him to protect him from the rain.

He dragged out his voice.

An unexpected spell was spat out.

"Avada suo."

In the rain, the green light flickered, and the look on the jailer's face didn't even have time to change into horror, and he still maintained that flattering, humble smile.

"You shouldn't have killed him." In the cabin, someone came out and said, "He should be offered to his master." ”

"We don't need any instability right now." Sinkenes nodded, "Let's go, I'll go talk to the Dementors, and you two go get your buddies out." ”

"Severus should be called." Another man walked out and muttered, "He's going to be pretty good at dealing with these things." ”

Sinkenes scoffed: "Professor Snape"

"I doubt he's forgotten his loyalty to his master, he didn't come to the Quidditch World Cup."

"He's not a reliable companion."

"Forget about him."

The man opened his mouth and muttered in a low voice, "Severus just had his left hand cut off." ”

But his words had no effect, and the only people in their group who had the right to decide were those who had been promised power by their masters.

The only jailers in Azkaban are Dementors, but they hold human wizards, so they naturally need human wizards as a bridge of communication. The environment is harsh and risky, and even with a high weekly salary, not many people are willing to work in Azkaban.

Counting the one who drove the boat, there were only three human wizards on the entire island.

Oh. Now none of them are gone.

They all died at the hands of Avadaso.

The rain curtain was large, and the Dementors tried to intercept them, but as if given some order, they resisted their thirst for pleasure and soul, and got out of the way, letting the two men walk in openly, picking the prisoners.

After a while, more than a dozen Death Eaters were singled out.

They were taken away from the Dementors and taken to the spacious, warm room where the jailers lived.

The fire in the fireplace crackled.

The hot chocolate in their hands gradually brought them back to their senses.

"Amycus." In the Death Eaters, a man with a platinum head looked up at him, "You"

"Ah, Lucius, my dear Lucius." The Death Eater, known as Amycus, nodded and smiled lightly, his wand reaching out to him, "If you want to ask why I'm here, can you wait a moment?" ”

"I have to do something for my master."

His tone suddenly became cold: "Drill the heart and cut the bones!" ”

The spell hits Lucius.

Malfoy, who had been tortured in Azkaban to the point of not having any grace, immediately fell to the ground and struggled to twist up, splashing hot chocolate all over his body, but the burning pain was not as painful as one-ten-thousandth of the pain caused by the Diamond Heart Curse.

"The master trusts you very much." Amycus spoke in a low voice, "I'll leave such a precious thing to you for safekeeping. ”

"Even we are not qualified."

"You have betrayed the trust of your master."

"You coward, evader!"

The woman next to her spoke: "Okay, brother, our mission is not to torture Lucius. ”

Amicus withdrew his wand.

Among the rescued Death Eaters, a woman with messy hair and a whole person who looked like she had been burned by smoke and fire stood up, her voice sharp and frenzied: "Master, did the master ask you to save us?" ”

"I knew it!"

"How could a great, invincible master perish at the hands of a little baby."

"Bella." Amycus spoke, "Calm down, master. Indeed defeated by that baby. ”

The madwoman froze.

"But it was only a temporary failure." Amycus continued, his voice firm, "It was the result of Dumbledore's sacrifice of dozens of lives, he thought he would be able to kill his master, but our master is immortal. ”

"The master is now preparing for the resurrection."

"Master, he needs our strength now."

Bellatrix howled like a banshee: "I am willing to give everything I have for my master!" ”

"Let me meet my master, I haven't been bathed in his master's grace for a long time."

"Bella, I can't see my master now." The door was pushed open, and Sinkenness walked in, "You can't see it, and I can't see it." ”

Inside the door.

With the exception of the Carol siblings who came with him, the rest of the Death Eaters were nervous.

"Sinkenes? When did you become one of us? Murseber frowned.

Sinkenes tilted his head and looked at them, "No, no, no, I'm not Sinkenes, it's just a polyjuice potion." ”

He raised his hand and glanced at the time: "It's about the same now, wait a little longer, and the potion will be invalid." ”

(End of chapter)