The Alchemist of Harry Potter

Chapter 1368 Prison robbery?

"Go in."

Albert glanced at the raging sea of ​​flames for the last time, stretched out his index finger and tapped on his head, first cast a cannonball spell on himself, then waved his wand to summon the Patronus again, and put Cedric and the others who were struggling to resist After the dementors were expelled, he turned directly and walked into the door behind him.

This ancient fortress has been expanded more than once by the Untraceable Stretching Curse. When Albert stepped into Azkaban from the main entrance, he had the illusion that he had just entered platform 9 and 4/3. What caught his eye was not A narrow room, but a dark, cold, damp corridor.

Although there were braziers every few tens of feet in the corridor, they were burning with dark blue, temperatureless magic flames.

Albert narrowed his eyes slightly, and observed the surrounding cells with the help of the light from the brazier in the corridor, and suddenly understood why Hagrid was afraid of this place.

If there is a hell in this world, it must be Azkaban.

"Ouch, what does this smell like?"

"Damn it, did they use trolls as jailers?"

The people who came in from behind started cursing in a low voice. They obviously forgot Albert's advice, they forgot to put a bubble curse on themselves to isolate the air from the outside world, and after facing the terrible environment in Azkaban Prison, they directly suffered from physical discomfort .

There was no other way, since the dementors couldn't smell the smell, so naturally they wouldn't care about the poor sanitation in Azkaban.

In the past, there were not many prisoners, no matter how bad the environment was, it was the same. But since the Death Eaters frantically packed people into Azkaban, the sanitation in this wizard prison began to deteriorate rapidly.

This wizarding prison was originally a fortress. No matter how well the wizards of the Ministry of Magic were reformed, it was a matter of centuries ago, not to mention that the wizards imprisoned here also need to eat and drink.

Once there are too many people, it is simply a terrible nightmare.

But the dementors don't care about this. They don't care about the life and death of the wizards locked here. Albert even suspects that if the windows here are not open all the time, it is estimated that many people have been smoked to death.

"Close the gate and seal it with magic."

Albert's voice rang in everyone's ears, pulling them back from the harsh environment of Azkaban.

Although Albert also knew that this order sounded a little ridiculous, the closed door always brought them some comfort.

As the entrance of the fortress was sealed and turned into hard marble by someone's spell, angry dementors flocked to the entrance of the second floor.

In fact, each level of the fortress will have similar entrances for dementors to enter and exit.

"This is simply hell. If these rescued people don't have the courage to stand up and resist, they deserve to die here."

Listening to those noises, Lee Jordan felt inexplicably irritable.

"According to the plan!"

Albert took the box from Moody, placed it directly on the wet and dirty floor, reached out and tapped lightly on it, the lid of the box opened automatically, and a door as tall as a person appeared in front of everyone. Albert Have the others free the prisoners who were knocked out by Kingsley's gang first, and transfer them all to boxes.

Dobby the house-elf is there to help move the hapless bunch out into the open.

"There are hordes of dementors up there, and we need help."

Kingsley's voice suddenly came from the stairs on the second floor.

Without Albert's order, Cedric followed the plan and led his team to the second floor to reinforce Kingsley.

"Can your suitcase hold so many people?"

Moody, who was vigilant all around, asked suddenly. He found that there were more unlucky people imprisoned in Azkaban than expected.

If they hadn't come, it wouldn't be long before at least half of the unlucky people at the bottom would die in prison.

"I hope Hogsmeade can buy us more time." Albert didn't answer, but turned his head to ask Moody: "What's the situation with the dementors now."

"They are still refusing to give up. They are pouring into the prison from the upstairs entrance. Kingsley and the others are in a hard fight. I think you may need to go up and help." Ghosts don't go head-to-head with Patronuses.

"Why do you think there are no dementors on the first floor?"

Albert didn't leave. He knew very well that once he left the first floor, dementors would swarm in from all directions, and the situation on the first floor with fewer people would become even worse.

This is actually quite normal, this is always the lair of dementors.And as the prison's damned jailers, they are the strongest line of defense in Azkaban Prison, even more trustworthy than the Aurors.

If it wasn't for the fact that the people brought by Albert were all good at using the Patronus Charm, when they broke into the island, they should have been reduced to the rations of the dementors.

"How does the dementor in Azkaban contact the wizard?" Albert asked again. Before coming to Azkaban, he had already asked a similar question.

According to Kingsley, there is no way for the dementors to contact the Ministry of Magic urgently. If the dementors are sent from Azkaban to inform the Ministry of Magic, it will take at least a few hours.

However, everything can be unexpected.

Albert had a hunch that the dementors might have a faster way to contact the Ministry of Magic, such as using the Floo network or the Portkey.

Although he didn't know whether those monsters could use that thing, the sense of urgency in his heart didn't disappear. They had to complete the jailbreak and leave here as soon as possible.

"There are more prisoners here than we expected!"

Kenneth, who sent the first group of people over, pointed to the group of people who were stunned by the spell and said, "Besides, some people are already dying. I don't know if they can be saved."

"Don't worry about these issues, we are only responsible for emptying Azkaban, let others move faster!"

Although things went smoother than Albert expected, he was still not satisfied with the current progress.

According to this efficiency, one's own side cannot evacuate Azkaban within the scheduled time.

This is not good news. If you stay for 1 minute longer, you will have more risks.

To be honest, although they had prepared for the worst, Albert didn't want his side to encounter such a predicament.

"Don't worry, the situation is not as bad as you think!"

Moody noticed how often Albert looked at his watch, and comforted him hoarsely: "The efficiency of the Ministry of Magic has always been very low, and the efficiency of that group of Death Eaters is definitely worse than you think. All the prisoners in Azkaban left, and they may not be aware of what happened in Azkaban, and it took a few hours for the Ministry of Magic to react when Black escaped from prison."

It took them 15 minutes to clear the first floor. A total of 43 people were imprisoned on the first floor. Some of the unlucky ones died in the cells before they could be rescued.

When they reached the second floor, the group of dementors who were enraged was finally restrained. Albert's Patronus made these dark creatures instinctively afraid, and they rushed out of the fortress as if they were on fire, making the originally crumbling defense line Also stabilized again.

"Adopt the third plan." Albert reminded.

In this case, saving people in different layers obviously cannot improve efficiency. Since it is forced to spend a lot of energy on fighting against the dementors, it is better to hand over the work of driving the dementors to Albert, and the others will focus on save lives

After the team reunited, the efficiency improved significantly.

Of course, this is also related to the fact that there are far fewer wizards detained on the second floor than on the first floor. According to Kingsley, the higher the floor, the longer the detention time.

The number of people on the third floor of Azkaban was even smaller, and the prisoners in the iron-barred compartment were agitated, probably because they did not expect that someone would come to rescue them.However, their enthusiasm irritated everyone who had just arrived on the third floor.

"Wait quietly."

Albert's words shocked them all at once, but there are always a few people who can't see the situation clearly and like to provoke troubles.

"He, he, he doesn't need to worry about it. It's a disaster if he goes out anyway."

Albert only glanced at them, and he saw through each other's mind, his voice was so indifferent that it made people shiver.

Those who originally wanted to say something shut up, for fear that they would also become abandoned.

As for the three people who were directly named, after finally realizing that the other party really planned to keep them, they began to beg bitterly.

"It's really cheap."

"Why bother."

" Legilimency."

Noticing Moody's expression, Albert explained calmly, "Since they have bad intentions, what do you do to save them, and make things difficult for yourself?"

Albert never allowed pig teammates to appear in the team.

When they came all the way to the fifth floor, which was the top floor, if nothing happened, there would be an accident, the enemy came.

The Ministry of Magic's response was even faster than Albert expected!
They seem to be using some sort of faster way to get to Azkaban.

In fact, if they could complete the rescue within half an hour, the Ministry of Magic would definitely not be able to respond. It's a pity that things always like to be beyond people's control.

"Robards, you should pretend that you don't know about this, instead of wading into this muddy water." Moody raised his wand and pointed at his former colleague.

"Sorry, they threatened us with our family members." Gadwin said helplessly.

"You asked for that." Kingsley sneered, "If you hadn't betrayed Scrimgeour, how could that shelter be easily breached by Death Eaters? Don't forget that Anderson is the secret keeper there."

Mentioning Scrimgeour, all the Aurors were silent. The minister was indeed trying to save them from a duel with Voldemort, but their behavior of defecting to the enemy the next day was indeed embarrassing.

The members of the Defense Association, who had already been extremely aggrieved by the group of dementors, didn't want to listen to their nonsense here, so they cleverly seized the opportunity to launch a sneak attack first.

The Auror, who was caught off guard, collapsed halfway in the blink of an eye, and the rest of them had been pointed at by their wands, and were finally directly disarmed and controlled.

In less than a minute from the incident to the end, the Aurors who came over became prisoners.

"Perhaps Azkaban will be more suitable for you traitors."

After Fred took away their wands, he directly led someone to throw them into the prison next to them.

"Wait, you can't do this..."

Dawlish, who came back to his senses, held the iron fence with both hands, and growled angrily as he watched the footsteps gradually disappearing.

However, no one responded to them.

"It's good that they didn't kill us." Gadwin smiled wryly, "Perhaps, we were wrong from the beginning."

"I should have pretended not to have known."

Most people locked in prison regret lying in this muddy water.

"We have no other choice. After killing so many Death Eaters, even if Scrimgeour is dead, they will not easily let us and our family go." Savage sneered, they chose to be loyal to the Ministry of Magic, not like Scrimgeour. As Jay thought, there was a reason for being Harry's backbone against the You-Know-Who.

"It's useless to say these things now, quickly find a way to get those dementors to let us out."

"It's too late, I heard Apparition, how on earth did they do it?" The Aurors heard the crackling in the hallway.

Apparition is forbidden in Azkaban, but house-elves are immune to wizard magic, something most arrogant wizards apparently ignore.

(End of this chapter)