The draw starts from Azkaban

Chapter 2 Sirius Black【Collection if you like】

I don't know how much time has passed.

Once again, life is better than death to wake up.

Du Wei opened his eyes, like a wriggling maggot, struggling a little.

"How can I leave Azkaban?"

Dewey doesn't know.

He didn't even know how many days he had spent in the castle, and how many times his happiness had been absorbed by the Dementors.

The ancient castle of Azkaban has no locks, no prisons, and anyone can move freely.

As long as you're not afraid to run free and run into a hungry dementor, you can run around and try your luck.

In the castle, everyone curled up in the corner like babies, trying to make themselves inconspicuous, praying that they would not be discovered by the dementors.

Unfortunately, dementors don't see creatures with their eyes, they are blind, and there is only happiness in their eyes.

In the castle, the time when the Dementors devour happiness is not fixed.

These felons belong to the Dementor's buffet.

The ruins of this ancient castle reveal a kind of despair from top to bottom.

The deeper you go, the more dementors there are.

The number of heavy prisoners also increased.

Even the corpses were more numerous.

After a small number of people die, they will be brought out by dementors and buried in the cemetery.

For most people, the smell of bones is ignored.

Many people here have chosen to starve to death.

Endless pain is worse than death.

Dewey did not.

Neither innocence nor how to leave Azkaban were pleasant thoughts.

In this way, these two things were firmly remembered by Du Wei, and they were not swallowed up by the dementors. Instead, because of the good memories, they were absorbed and taken away from the memory by the dementors, and became clearer.

Vicious hatred, like good feelings, will become more intense over time.

The more time he spends in Azkaban, the more his hatred of Dementors, his hatred of Death Eaters, his hatred of the Ministry of Magic, his hatred of the Dark Arts, grows day by day!
He eats numbly, just for a feeling somewhere.

"I can definitely leave Azkaban!"

Here, he has forgotten that he is a transmigrator.

In the confusion, I don't know how many years have passed.

Today, this is not a special day, Du Wei heard a voice in his ear.

"Ding dong."

He didn't move, curled up on the ground, above the broken castle, the sun was shining on him, which made him feel a little happy.

It must be noon.

Soon, the Dementors will smell happiness and follow, sucking the little happiness out of him.

The happiness in his memory was almost absorbed by the Dementors.

Lying on the ground, Du Wei tried his best to finally see the panel that appeared in front of him, and tried to understand it.

He has a glimmer of joy and hope again!

"This is my golden finger and my chance to get out of here."

He didn't want to think about how the golden finger appeared.

He just wants it to appear!

just to leave.

[User: Du Wei Jones (pseudonym)
Cards learned: none

name: none
Mana: 10
Magical Essence: 0
Duel Point: 0]

It was just such a simple two-line word, Du Wei recognized it for a while, and it took him a few minutes to understand that it was a card system.

He almost forgot what a golden finger was and how to spell it.

"The card? What is the card? What should I do?"

He found the question mark on the panel, and after clicking it, he suddenly became excited.

He understands the use of golden fingers!

This card system is similar to Magic Awakening, but the acquisition of cards here requires him to "compete".

If you hurt the enemy during the battle, the enemy will randomly drop cards.

The cards dropped by the enemy are related to the frequency of his daily use.

The dropped cards can be learned and can be cast without a wand. Of course, using a wand will consume less mana.

As for magic essence and dueling points, he doesn't care how to get them.

He glanced at it twice and knew that the two had no effect on improving his current situation.

What he wants is a card, a card that can get out of here!
"God bless you."

At this moment, Du Wei thought of a way to get out of here!
He was curled up tightly, and he carved words on the ground with the sharp stones at his side.

When he was engraving a name, the dementor who was not far from here floated over.

He smelled joy.

He's going to have dinner.

Looking at Du Wei who fell to the ground, he sucked on Du Wei deeply with that face that he could not see clearly.

At this moment, Du Wei felt that his memories, his happiness, were far away from him.

He hugged himself tightly and fainted.

After the dementor is full, it floats out of here.

When I woke up again, it was already evening.

The Patronus of the beaters outside, came in with food.

Du Wei mechanically stretched out his hand, ate the food, drank the drinking water, and then saw the names on the ground.

A scrawled name.

"Blake."

Sirius Black.

Looking at the name on the ground, Du Wei's thinking seemed to be like a tide, and he remembered.

He knew that his hope of leaving Azkaban rested on the owner of this name.

This is his only chance.

Within three centuries, Azkaban had escaped two people.

One is Barty Jr., who was replaced by his own mother.

Old Barty took his seriously ill wife and exchanged compound decoction for his son.

Dementors don't recognize human faces.

All they can perceive is that a healthy person (Barty old) comes in with a dying person (Mother Barty Jr.), and then the healthy person leaves with a dying person (Batti Jr.).

The seriously ill old mother was replaced by a mad Death Eater.

Another, is Sirius Black.

He left because of magic.

He is an Animagus who is not registered with the Ministry of Magic.

Animagus is what people call a wizard who can transform into an animal. After changing into Animagus, the dementor only sees an animal.

Dementors are not aggressive towards animals.

Barty's departure route did not help him in the slightest.

Du Wei knew that he did not have a father who was a senior official of the Ministry of Magic, nor a mother who was willing to die for him.

He can only rely on himself.

He's going to duel Sirius, beat him, and tell him to drop the card of Animagus.

After getting the card, he can turn into an animal, slip out of the castle, and leave by boat.

There are British ships circulating here, with supplies and batters to replace them.

This is his only chance.

"hope."

What a wonderful word.

Du Wei felt himself alive again.

He stood up tremblingly, pressing the sharp stone in his hand, and looked into the depths of the castle.

The deeper you go into this magical relic, the more dementors linger.

Even if he knew that Sirius Black was locked in a deeper place, even if he knew that Sirius Black had a way for him to leave, but seeing the flying Dementors, Du Wei's physical and psychological resistance was still double, preventing him from entering the castle. deep.

"what!"

He shoved the stone into his thigh fiercely. Under the severe pain, Du Wei woke up a little. He gritted his teeth and walked towards the depths of the castle.

Blood dripped, and Du Wei kept cheering for himself.

"I am innocent."

"Ministry of Magic."

"Death Eaters."

"Voldemort!"

"revenge."

"free."

"hapiness."

"chocolate."

"hot coco."

"sun."

With every word he said, he took a step deeper into the castle, inspiring himself with hope and agony, surrounded by dementors circling him.

These monsters don't taste the slightest joy.

Dementors know that they are only allowed to use "Dementor's Kiss" on prisoners who have escaped into the sea.

Other than that, they cannot actively kill.

This is their agreement with the wizard.

For the prisoner who walked in by themselves, they could not ask for anything.

That's the taste of food.

Du Wei felt that he was soaked in the rotting sea water, and the dementors around him made him breathless.

But it didn't matter, he looked at each cage one by one, looking for Sirius.

None of these prisons are closed.

The prisoners inside seemed to be dead, sitting there dumbfounded, motionless.

Here, he saw many high-level Death Eaters, who looked at Du Wei blankly.

But these were not important anymore. He also saw Bella, Sirius's cousin. Among these felons, only Bella and a few Death Eaters remained alive.

Finally, after he opened a prison, he saw an unshaven man, a man he had never seen before.

Du Wei leaned against the wall and continued the experiment weakly.

There was no hope in his heart.

"Peter Pettigrew is alive."

He tentatively said that if this person was really Sirius, he would jump up.

Hearing this sentence, the sitting man suddenly raised his head.

He looked at Du Wei numbly.

Du Wei saw that he did not respond, and planned to turn his head and try again.

As a result, what he didn't expect was that he thought about it carefully and suddenly stood up.

He seemed to have a sudden vitality, and grabbed Du Wei.

"What did you say? It's impossible, why do you know Peter Pettigrew! I killed him myself!"

He roared in a low voice, staring at Du Wei, incredible.

Du Wei also stared at him.

He felt a tinge of joy from the bottom of his heart, even though he knew it would attract dementors.

But he couldn't care less.

"You are Sirius Black."

Du Wei confirmed again, talking to himself.

"I found Sirius Black!"

Sirius Black did not speak, he grabbed Du Wei and said, "What did you say! Peter Pettigrew..."

After confirming that the person in front of him was Sirius Black, without waiting for Sirius to speak again, Du Wei tried his best to punch him in the cheek!
"give me!"

He knocked down the strong man with one punch, and he tried his best to pounce on Sirius, punching and kicking, and he couldn't even feel the pain in his legs.

"Give me, give me, give me!"

The hysterical roar alarmed even the surrounding Death Eaters.

He looked desperate, and even the tall Sirius was caught off guard for a while.

Sirius was dizzy after being beaten, his nose was bleeding, his mouth was broken, and blood was left on his teeth, which looked extremely scary!
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