The six-headed Thestrals pulled the carriage and jumped from the highest point of the Ministry of Magic building. When they were almost close to the ground, they spread out their huge bat wings.
Bang~
The carriage soared into the sky and flew towards the darkness of the night sky.
The Aurors followed closely behind on broomsticks, and the large group of people quickly flew towards the Black Sea.
Flying over the sea, there were some traces of Muggle ships at first, and the dots of lights on the sea gave it a bit more of a human atmosphere.
Slowly, this place has deviated from the channel used by Muggles, and no trace of Muggles can be seen anymore.
Even with the advent of nuclear power and satellite networks, the sea is still an area that is difficult for Muggle humans to explore. What's more, the sea area near Azkaban is affected by invisible magic and automatically drives away all those who try to approach.
At the end, a cold feeling spread out from the seams in the bones, from the depths of the soul, and from the end of the spine, making every wizard who came close feel creepy, as if his heart had been grasped by a cold hand.
Dementors could be seen faintly floating in the sky. Wherever they passed, fish floated on the sea surface with white eyes. Birds that like scavengers also floated obediently on the fish before they had a chance to take a bite of hot food.
Next to it, the waves rise and fall.
Only some owls flew far across the sky, adding a little bit of life to the place.
Azkaban did not prohibit visits, and Lucius walked out of the cell in silence at this moment.
His mood now is a little complicated.
Bella had been tortured crazy. Looking at this former classmate, club mate, comrade-in-arms, and wife's sister, Lucius let out a deep breath.
The Dark Lord is no longer the Dark Lord he used to be.
No matter which Dark Lord he came into contact with, it was much more dangerous than the previous one.
He now urgently needs a powerful ally to protect his family in an increasingly chaotic situation.
At that time, although they, the school directors, were restricted by Professor McGonagall from getting close to Dumbledore, they still got the news that the Dark Lord had appeared.
This made him even more anxious.
The Dark Lord attacked Anthony? The Dark Lords are killing each other?
Lucius had a hard time imagining which side he should choose if several Dark Lords asked him to take sides at the same time.
This is as difficult as choosing between the Dark Lord and Dumbledore.
If you are not careful, the Malfoy family will be destroyed overnight.
Nowadays, there are fewer and fewer pure-blood families. He even observed that in just two generations, most pure-blood families will completely disappear in the long river of history due to the withering of their bloodlines.
At this time, his eyes were fixed on Sirius.
Although this person was nominally removed from the Black family, he actually had the complete inheritance rights to the Black family property.
Lucius rubbed the metal snake head of his cane, walking in the dark corridors of Azkaban with his head down thoughtfully.
As long as Sirius dies in prison...
Yes, as long as Sirius dies!
Then, the property inheritance rights of the Black family belong to Sirius's uncle, Signus Black, who has been the leader of the Black clan for more than a year.
Signus died a few days ago.
The inheritance rights will naturally belong to his three daughters, namely Bella, Andromeda, and Narcissa.
One of the three sisters, Andromeda, has been expelled from the family because she married the mudblood Tonks.
Bella was imprisoned in Azkaban because of her status as a Death Eater.
In other words, the property inheritance rights of the Black family passed to his wife Narcissa.
Lucius is not too greedy about the Black family's property. After all, the Malfoy family's property cannot be spent for generations. What he cares more about is the confidentiality of the family's property. As long as Narcissa inherits the property to her son De
Deco, let Draco stay away from Europe...
In this chaotic situation, even if he and Narcissa are dead, the Malfoy family can still continue quietly.
But if you want to achieve this, there is another hidden worry, that is, Harry Potter, Sirius's godson, seems to be an unqualified candidate. As long as Dumbledore is here, everything becomes possible.
An excellent family patriarch may not necessarily have extremely powerful magical abilities, but he must have enough wisdom.
Lucius was very pleased that his son Draco was a good and smart boy, although his mother was too harsh on him and made the boy think that he was not that good.
Thinking of this, a smile bloomed on his gloomy face.
Then……
His smile froze.
A group of Aurors passed by him quickly, and in the middle of them was a prisoner, Anthony Weasley.
Draco's roommate, Draco's best friend...
Oh~ Of course, the most important thing is that this is the possession container of the Dark Lord.
When he thought of this, Lucius's pupils suddenly dilated, and he was simply horrified to think about it.
Anton's smiling expression was reflected in his pupils, and cold sweat instantly covered his back and forehead. Lucius swallowed, suddenly feeling a little desperate.
No!
No~~~~
His son, Draco, was targeted by the Dark Lord at such an early age?!!!
As for the Dark Lord being imprisoned in Azkaban...
Haha, does it matter?
Lucius didn't think Azkaban was that scary. He had too many ways to get people out of Azkaban. This was a secret that the Malfoy family, a pure-blood family with a long history, had figured out from generation to generation.
.
As long as he is willing to pay the price, it is not a particularly difficult thing.
The Ministry of Magic trusts the dementors too much, but after all, these are just some kind of beasts. They don't have human wisdom and can be easily dealt with as long as they find the right way.
As for the Aurors stationed in Azkaban, it's even simpler.
So……
Now the questions and choices were before Lucius.
Using his influence to make this Dark Lord die in Azkaban, and to kill you while you are sick, Lucius is ruthless.
or……
Make a deal with the Dark Lord to let Draco go and kill Sirius.
Or, if you don't take any action, after all, in the eyes of most people, no one can shake this prison.
Lucius hesitated.
He looked at Anthony's back in silence, squinting his eyes, and his platinum-blonde hair became increasingly pale in the dark corridor.
…
Anton didn't know that Old Lu had so many inner dramas. He put on fashionable striped clothes and sat in the cell, watching with interest the Aurors inspecting every detail.
"Ha ha ha ha……"
In the cell opposite, a long-haired middle-aged man was holding the railing with both hands and laughing wildly at him, his smile was particularly crazy.
From the distorted expression and dirty face, it can be vaguely seen that this man must have been a handsome guy when he was young.
"Sirius, shut up!" An Auror frowned and pointed his wand at him.
"Ha ha ha ha……"
Phew~
The light of the curse lit up, and Sirius was knocked away and hit the wall deep in the cell, letting out a cry of pain, "ho ho ho".
There was a mad woman in the cell next to Sirius watching this scene, giggling nervously.
The harsh sound sounded particularly uncomfortable.
"Bellatrix, shut up too!"
Anton blinked and looked at old Ronaldo. The old Auror was pointing his wand at him and casting a detection spell for a final check.
"People here seem to be very happy, and I'm starting to like it here."
Old Ronaldo was silent for a moment, looked at the child, a trace of unbearableness flashed in his eyes, sighed, and said no more.
Child~
This is Azkaban.
Who could possibly fall in love with this place?
The brother and sister in the cell opposite you are crazy, can't you tell?
However, this child's eyes are so pure and clean, so full of curiosity about everything in the world, and full of beautiful fantasies.
"child……"
Old Ronaldo sighed and patted Anton on the shoulder, "Everyone knows that you have been wronged, we..."
All the Aurors stopped their movements and looked at each other with complicated expressions. The few people present were all the Aurors who were sent to the roller coaster by Anton at that time, and they were all the people who were brought back to the cabin for treatment by Anton. Moreover, in a short period of time,
People who have established good relationships with each other.
Ronaldo Sr. and several colleagues were looking forward to this child becoming an Auror.
However, things sometimes change so quickly, and Anton was sent to Azkaban by their own hands in a very unfair process.
Ronaldo Sr. couldn't even tell the reason to this second-grade child. He didn't know why, but he didn't want the dark conspiracy of this world to infect the child's pure eyes.
"You will definitely come out. Many people know that you have been wronged. My child, no matter what happens in Azkaban, you must grit your teeth and get through it."
Old Ronaldo's old eyes were filled with mist, "We must believe in the coming of light."
Anton looked up at him, then at the other Aurors, and grinned, a bright smile, "Yeah."
"What a good kid."
Old Ronaldo smiled, his wrinkled old face smiling like a chrysanthemum. He looked at this child who was younger than his grandson and rubbed his hair lovingly.
"If you can come out, I will teach you some magic spells that few people know."
"Okay!" Anton's eyes lit up, and the silly boy smiled extremely happily, like a ray of sunshine in this dark prison.
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Two updates, 5,000 words... Hehe, luckily I caught up with the last few minutes to complete today's task... I won't have time to type the update at 8 o'clock tomorrow morning. It will be released later, I'm really sorry, everyone, love