Before going to Dumbledore to interrogate Sirius about the prison break, Dracula decided to go around Azkaban first.
Dracula had already been to the island where Azkaban was located in order to snipe at Voldemort, and this ti, he walked into the dark moon and arrived outside the fortress, which stood alone between the high walls.
Azkaban's fortress was made of marble covered with the vicissitudes of history, because the island was always in the storm, the continuous marble had long been eroded by the rain water with countless patterns, imprinted with a wide and narrow white line drawn from the high to the low.
There was not a single window on the outside of this fortress, only an entrance designed for dentors, narrow and slender, even the skinniest of wizards would have trouble passing through the entrance.
Only a disembodied species such as the dentors were able to enter and exit freely to feast on the few remaining pleasures left in the hearts of the inmates.
Seeing Dracula's arrival, a few sparse dentors that were patrolling around flew over excitedly.
This island rarely had a few outsiders throughout the year, and there were few opportunities for them to acquire new pleasures, while the prisoners had long since been nearly drained, and the occasional positive emotions were simply not enough to stuff their teeth with.
So, these evil creatures had been in a state akin to starvation.
Excited by Dracula's arrival, the first dentors to spot him scrambled over, opening their black-hole lips and letting out an excited, grotesque "cackle".
"Oh? It's only been a short ti, and there are so many Dentors again?"
Dracula slanted his eyes over to the few Dentors that were swooping down in the air, and the corner of his mouth curled into a cold smile.
After the first Dentor drew near, as if it had sensed the overly familiar and terrifying dark aura of Dracula's body, the montum of its dive was halted fiercely.
Imdiately afterward, this dentor withdrew with a speed even faster than the one it ca with, and almost instantly flew to the edge of the island, trembling with fear.
Although the other nearby dentors didn't have eyes to witness the antics of their own kind, they had their own unique senses, and could sense that the first one to rush up to the island had quickly withdrawn.
The dentors were confused.
They were puzzled, it was so hard for a fresh food to appear here, so why didn't they go to dine, instead they just left so hastily?
The other few dentors could not resist the temptation of food after all, and ignored the perverse behavior of their kind, but proceeded to fly towards Dracula.
Just then, the figure suddenly took out a wand, and a silver-white bat flew out from the tip of the wand, circling around him and illuminating a dark land under a cloud.
Several of the Dentors were suddenly seasoned, sensing a great threat from within the not-so-large silver-white bat.
More importantly, even though they were newborn Dentors and had not seen the spectacle of the bat daemon swatting away the entire island on Halloween last year, it was as if they had been born with a deep fear of the daemon in their heads.
It was a shadow etched into the hearts of all dentors!
Thus, these few Dentors retreated back with a speed even faster than the first one, and flew to the outskirts of the island as if they were fleeing, fearing that this daemon would suddenly beco bigger and more nurous, and that there would be another horrifying incident of cleansing Azkaban's island.
"Count on you guys having a good mory." Dracula snorted and withdrew the wand in his hand.
Although species like Dentors really disgusted him, he had no intention of cleansing the Azkaban islands once more.
In the secret realm at the top of Mount Olympus, Helpo had sohow managed to absorb so of the dissipated Dentor energy into the secret realm to add power to himself.
Dracula didn't want to cause any more trouble for Andros, who was already having a hard ti, and could only helplessly give up the idea of destroying the Dentors.
What's more, Dentors are a species whose vitality is even more difficult to eliminate than cockroaches, after eliminating one of them, their energy will not disappear, but will continue to be condensed by the next succeeding Dentor.
Therefore, a popular saying in the magic world was that Dentors could not be eliminated, but could only be dispersed.
Even if Dracula's high-intensity daemon spell could really eliminate them, it wouldn't take long for new dentors to coalesce again, which is why after only half a year, the Azkaban islands that were nearly cleansed of all dentors had enough dentors for daily patrols and guard houses.
Ignoring these annoying Dentors, Dracula walked straight towards the narrow and slender passageway of the Azkaban fortress.
This passageway was not only restricted to wizards by the terrain, that would be too hasty, many wizards who were proficient in shapeshifting were able to change their body form through high-end human shapeshifting, and there was always a way to enter the passageway.
The Ministry of Magic naturally would not allow such a thing to happen, in the interior of the passageway sealing many ancient Ruyuni script symbols, but also arranged a lot of protective magic spells, able to completely isolate the effect of all magic spells, to prevent anyone from using magic for trickery.
As for the normal entrance into Azkaban, it is located in the gathering area of Azkaban's resident Ministry of Magic employees, which is protected by layers of protection, covered with nurous magical organs, as well as an alarm device that leads directly to the Departnt of Magical Law Enforcent, so it is difficult for anyone to enter from there without disturbing the Ministry of Magic.
Of course, neither of these two points were actually difficult for Dracula.
The reason why he chose the narrow and slender Dentor entrance was simply because it was closer to the location he was familiar with, and relatively less troubleso ...
Dracula gently leapt, instantly transforming into a tiny bat in the air, and easily flew into this narrow and slender passage.
His tamorphosis was different from a simple human tamorphosis, the bat's form was not so much the product of a tamorphosis technique as it was Dracula's other form, completely a real-to-true animal.
Facing a harmless-looking bat, the protective magic in the passageway naturally didn't make any unnecessary movent, easily allowing Dracula to fly through it.
...
The tiny bat flew through the narrow passageway and appeared inside the fortress.
Dracula's form appeared silently and landed lightly on the damp ground, looking around curiously.
Azkaban's prison was very dark and filled with a cold, ghostly atmosphere, and every now and then a few Dentors drifted by, either to "feed" or to "get their fill".
When these dentors saw Dracula who suddenly appeared inside the prison, most of them behaved in the sa way - first, they made an extrely excited and greedy gesture.
First, they made an extrely excited and greedy expression, thinking that so new prisoners had been sent in, hoping to taste so fresh and happy emotions on the new prisoners.
Imdiately after that, the fear in the hearts of the dentors would make them realize that the figure that suddenly appeared was not a new prisoner, but an extrely dangerous person who was capable of cleansing an island of dentors.
And so the dentors imdiately scattered and fled after they reacted, fearing that they wouldn't escape fast enough to be casually annihilated ...
"Don't rush off yet." Dracula smoothly grabbed one of the slowest reacting dentors into his hands, then he furrowed his brows and revealed a disgusted expression, "Put away the function of absorbing emotions on your body, don't disgust ."
The Dentor winced for half a second, but really understood Dracula's words, and put back the ability to never turn off and try to absorb other people's happy emotions whenever and wherever he could, which made Dracula's frowning brow soothed.
"Very well, now show the way. Which is Sirius Black's cell?" Dracula asked.
"Didn't you just understand ?" Dracula frowned once again, "As the guard of Azkaban, you can't even know where that escaped fugitive lived before, can you?"
Hearing Dracula talk about the prison break, the Dentor understood this ti and nodded its weird-looking head nacingly.
It seed it wasn't so much that it didn't know where Sirius lived as it was that it didn't know the nas of the prisoners.
Dentor looked at Dracula sowhat hesitantly, slightly thought for a mont with its extrely barren brain, and thought of the daemon spell ... that had enveloped the entire Azkaban island half a year ago and then decisively chose to be a Dentor's spy!
It flicked the tattered black cloak on its body and pointed one of the corners of the cloak in one direction of the prison, signaling Dracula to follow it, and then took the lead in drifting in that direction.
Dracula watched the Dentor's odd movents with interest and followed.
Along the way, he walked past cell after gloomy cell, seeing many, many prisoners with haggard, pale faces.
It was as if this was a corner forgotten and spurned by the world, and the cell was filled with the sll of rotting and mold, and a desolate and painful emotion was trapped in the putrid air, which was particularly disturbing.
Azkaban's prison does not have a window, but occasionally there is a slight cold wind from the wall cracked silk gap blowing in, friction out of the "woo ... woo ..." sound of sadness, blowing up on the ground Thick dust, floating in mid-air, filling the entire dungeon, but also blowing those sour, rotten, rotten sll spread, penetrating into the psyche of every prisoner, making them fear inexplicable.
In this silent prison, a sudden burst of clanging or a prisoner's unwilling hiss, as if waking up the sleeping ghosts of years of injustice, piercing the eardrums of all people, only seeped into the heart of the darkness is their eternal companion!
But these prisoners under the torture of the dentors have long been numb to the heavy darkness and the miserable environnt, their greatest fear is that every day the dentors co to the prison to feed, which will take away from them after hours of ti from the bottom of the heart to force up a glimr of hope ...
That's why more prisoners choose to paralyze themselves, to lose their spirit and fall into madness in this never-ending prison!
Dracula followed the Dentor as he walked, seeing this miserable scene around him, with no fluctuations visible on his expression, looking extraordinarily tantalizingly indifferent.
Azkaban Prison was divided into seven floors, divided from low to high into incarceration areas with different levels of cri.
Most of the inmates in the first two floors were serving sentences of less than a month, the ntal state of the inmates in this floor was fairly normal, and most of them still had expectations for the return to freedom that would co soon.
The Ministry of Magic does not allow the dentors to over-patronize the wizards on this floor, and only allows them to "feed" on this floor once every three days.
Most of these people only showed a hint of curiosity about Dracula's arrival, but did not pay too much attention to it, they all thought that such a person with a dentor in front of him was another high official of the Ministry of Magic coming over to make a pretense of inspecting the field.
The people on the third and fourth floors were prisoners with sentences of more than one month and less than three years; their ntal state was depressed, but there was still a glimr of hope in their eyes to regain their self-talk.
From the third floor onwards, few people would have noticed Dracula's arrival.
They only hoped to be able to hold on to that glimr of clarity in their hearts, preventing themselves from going completely insane under the tornt of the dentors before the end of their sentence, and letting their long struggle go down the drain.
The fifth and sixth floors were all prisoners with sentences of three years or more.
In these two floors, it's hard to see a few people who haven't gone crazy, only the strongest willed wizards are able to keep their consciousness awake.
These two floors are also the most frequented by dentors, neither the first four floors of the "food" restrictions, but also still have a trace of positive emotions can be squeezed out, it is the suffering of the wizards imprisoned here ...
Without realizing it, Dracula followed the captured dentor to the seventh floor of Azkaban Prison - the seventh floor of Azkaban Prison.
This level was basically full of ten evil black wizards, mostly Death Eaters arrested during the last Wizarding War started by Voldemort.
Rather than the fifth and sixth floors, the Dentors are not very fond of coming to this completely unrestricted floor ...
This is because every black wizard imprisoned here is originally crazy, they either torture people for fun, or have a penchant for certain unscrupulous black magic, the dentors can't feed on any positive emotions from their hearts, so naturally, they gradually lost interest in this floor.
Sirius Black was imprisoned on this floor before he escaped from prison.
"Hahahahaha ... Let see who's visiting us this ti? Let guess, it's not that incompetent fool Fudge."
Dracula had just walked up the last step of the seventh floor when the voice of a crazy witch ca over.
Although her voice was also slightly weak, it was conversely neutral compared to the prisoners on the previous floors.
"Hehe ... I haven't seen you before, that stupid bastard Fudge really stepped down, right?" The witch laughed insanely and scoffed at Dracula, "That stupid cousin of mine actually escaped from Azkaban, that incident took a lot out of him, didn't it?"
Dracula turned his gaze over to see a witch with long thick black hair, probably in her thirties.
She had a thick jaw, thin lips, thick eyelids and thick long eyelashes, and although her face was a bit withered and haggard, it was still possible to tell that what she should have looked like once should have been very beautiful.
Seeing this face that was extrely similar to Regulus, Dracula raised his eyebrows in surprise:
"Huh, another Blake?"
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