Chapter 836 is Today!
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Hai Ning 1988
Chapter 836 is Today!
"What way? And why is the master so eager to rescue us?"
Upon hearing that there was a chance to regain their freedom, these Death Eaters all went crazy with red eyes, and even some felons who did not belong to the Death Eaters camp couldn't help but prick up their ears to listen.
"Before he left, Lord Dark Lord specifically told me to find a way to rescue all his servants in Azkaban. After all, he is in a very bad situation now, and there are strong enemies like Anduin constantly. I'm looking for trouble, and I really need your help!"
Seeing everyone's enthusiastic response, Lockhart quickly made up a reason for rescuing them to ensure that these people believed it.
"So that's the case, then tell me the solution quickly so that we can go out and tear that damned Anduin into pieces!" Bella felt worse than herself when she heard that Voldemort was in a difficult situation.
"Don't worry, please listen to me explain to you slowly..." Lockhart cleared his throat and said, "The reason why no one has been able to escape from Azkaban for so many years is that It’s not because of the strong cell, the remote location, or the strict magic protection, but the guards here—the dementors!”
The Death Eaters around couldn't help nodding their heads when they heard the words. Indeed, as Lockhart said, these crazy thugs are simply not protected by mere prison doors.
Which one of the people here is not proficient in casting spells without a staff, even if various counter-curses are engraved on these prisons, they may not be able to stop a powerful transfiguration or explosion spell.
The main reason why everyone is trapped here is because of those heinous dementors.
When this magical creature uses the 'Dementor's Kiss' to suck the soul of a wizard, it can not only suck away people's happy memories, but also continue to consume a wizard's energy and magic power.
Therefore, the wizards who have been patronized by this kind of monsters basically look sluggish. Both men and women look like they are overindulgent.
And the stricter the cell with the higher level of security, the more dementors visit each day. Like these Death Eaters, a group of dementors will come to look for food every morning, noon and evening, and the three meals are extremely regular. .
So don't look at the screams of these Death Eaters, there is actually no magic power in their bodies, and the only part of their bodies that can fight is their mouth.
Because of this, in the cells with relatively low security on the upper floors, you can occasionally see individual wizards escape from the prison, of course, they just escaped from the cell, and they were basically arrested in the end. After all, those wandering around Ghosts don't eat dry food.
So when they heard Lockhart say that they could be rescued, most people were full of disbelief. Even if the other party had some means to get them out of the cell, it would be useless even if they escaped outside of Azkaban.
It would be futile if they could not escape the prying eyes and attacks of the dementors.
But when he said this, Lockhart showed an incomparably confident expression on his face, but if someone observed carefully, he could see that there was still a hint of constipation hidden in his expression.
"You guys don't know that the Lord Dark Lord was already planning for a rainy day when he was in the Horcrux state. At that time, when he was in a state of extreme depression, he asked me to make a batch of magic props, which were specially used to restrain those dementors. "
"It's also thanks to my proficiency in all kinds of magic, including alchemy and spells. Otherwise, even if someone else got the Dark Lord's blueprint, I'm afraid they wouldn't be able to make these things."
"Alchemy props that can restrain dementors?" All the Death Eaters were surprised when they heard the words, but soon Rodolphs couldn't help questioning, "Props that can restrain Death Eaters may really exist, but even if there are , How did you bring it into Azkaban?"
The rest of the people also showed curious expressions when they heard the words. Indeed, no matter who enters Azkaban, they will have to go through a strict body search, and at the same time, they will also go through the baptism of various anti-spells, whether it is invisible, deformed or shrunk. , will be detected.
Only someone with a high status in the wizarding world or the Ministry of Magic, like old Crouch, can escape from prison with his deformed son, but Lockhart is obviously not such a guy.
"You don't know that, the props that the Dark Lord asked me to make are not only small and light, but also able to avoid many basic magic checks, so that I can easily hide them in my body!" Lockhart snorted coldly.
"Hiding in the body?" Bella and Rodolphs looked at each other in surprise, "Did you hide that item in your mouth?"
"Heh, are you all stupid? The inspection when entering Azkaban also includes the mouth, let alone a repeat offender like me." Lockhart sneered.
"Could it be swallowed by you?" The Death Eaters speculated again.
"How can it be so easy to take it out after swallowing it? And didn't you realize that in the past ten days since I came in, I haven't even been affected by a dementor once."
Lockhart smiled coldly, "That is to say, those props are still in my body until now, if they are swallowed, can they be preserved for so long?"
Everyone recalled the words carefully, and then nodded. After these days, many people have already discovered that Lockhart seems to be different from others.
Every day when the dementors routinely forage for food, others say they look in pain, and some people can't bear the pain and scream out even after so many years, but Lockhart is extremely calm, just like It's all right.
Thinking of this, everyone couldn't help but believe in Lockhart's words. This guy seems to have a way to resist the threat of dementors.
If there were no dementors that sucked three meals a day, they would be able to accumulate enough magic power in a few days, and then they would find a way to grab a magic wand, and then they could use Apparition to escape after killing the top of the prison up!
Thinking of this, everyone became more and more excited.
"Then...you hid it in your skin?" Rodolphs couldn't help guessing, but quickly shook his head, "No, you just said 'those', which means this kind of props that can protect against dementors If you don’t know one, it’s not realistic to hide it under the skin.”
"That's right!" Lockhart nodded proudly, "The Dark Lord specifically asked me to rescue all his subordinates. There are currently 17 Death Eaters imprisoned in the deepest layer of Azkaban. , for you, I specially brought in 17 props!"
"what?"
The Death Eaters were all shocked when they heard the words. They originally thought that the so-called props that could resist the dementors were only brought in by the other party or a few, and they could save one or two of the most loyal subordinates. Who would have thought Lockhart was actually going to rescue everyone.
"17 magic items? Are you still carrying them?" Rodolphs looked at Lockhart in shock, his eyes moved up and down on the other party. It was hard for him to imagine how the other party brought so many alchemy items with him. into Azkaban.
"The fact that Lockhart can hide so many props proves that those alchemy items must not be large in size, and they are all of their original size. They were not reduced in advance, otherwise they would not pass the anti-spell check at entry."
Rodolphus muttered inwardly.
"But as far as I know, the smallest alchemy props are at least the size of a peanut. Although the owner has a lot of knowledge in alchemy before, most of them are specialization and black magic items."
"So the props that Lockhart can bring in cannot be too small."
Thinking of this, Rodolphs looked at Lockhart carefully again, and then noticed the posture of Lockhart with his hands on his knees, standing on tiptoes, and half squatting on the bed.
"Since this guy entered Azkaban, he has been in such a posture every day. Even when he sleeps, his body is rarely upright. Could it be that..."
As if thinking of something, Rodolphs' eyes suddenly lit up, but soon his expression became weird, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help twitching stiffly.
"You...the props you hide on your body, shouldn't they be under there?" Rodolphs asked Lockhart tentatively.
When Lockhart heard this, he looked at Rodolphs as if he had foreseen his bosom friend. The stiff smile on his face finally became a lot more natural, and there were even faint tears in the corners of his eyes.
"Bottom? What's below?" Bella looked at Rodolphs puzzledly, while the other party pointed at the bottom of the stomach in a somewhat cryptic manner.
"Ah? Are you talking about the anus...?" Bella couldn't help covering her mouth halfway through her words, and even faintly prepared to vomit, although this once high-spirited black wizard couldn't accept the result after learning the truth.
"You hid all 17 props... in that place? How did you persist? Why didn't you tell us the truth earlier?" Compared to Bella's nausea, Rodolphs was more curious about why Lockhart To survive until now.
You must know that the other party has not been affected by the dementors for more than half a month, that is to say, for more than ten days, those alchemy props are still hidden in his body!
But this is completely unnecessary!Wouldn't it be possible to suffer less pain if I made it clear to everyone earlier?
"Hehehehe...It's easy to say..." Lockhart smiled awe-inspiringly, "What do you think I've been busy with for more than half a month?"
"It wasn't until yesterday that I finally pulled out the 16th amulet! Otherwise, I wouldn't have chosen to connect with you in these two days." Lockhart had a serious expression on his face.
But soon there was another twitch in his stomach, which made Lockhart couldn't help grimacing, but soon he showed a joyful expression, "Hahaha! It's hard for me to maintain this position for so long, this last time A treasure was born today!"
After yelling, Lockhart rushed to the corner of the cell in a hurry. After a while, everyone outside the cell heard a sound like firecrackers, accompanied by bursts of stench!
(End of this chapter)
"What way? And why is the master so eager to rescue us?"
Upon hearing that there was a chance to regain their freedom, these Death Eaters all went crazy with red eyes, and even some felons who did not belong to the Death Eaters camp couldn't help but prick up their ears to listen.
"Before he left, Lord Dark Lord specifically told me to find a way to rescue all his servants in Azkaban. After all, he is in a very bad situation now, and there are strong enemies like Anduin constantly. I'm looking for trouble, and I really need your help!"
Seeing everyone's enthusiastic response, Lockhart quickly made up a reason for rescuing them to ensure that these people believed it.
"So that's the case, then tell me the solution quickly so that we can go out and tear that damned Anduin into pieces!" Bella felt worse than herself when she heard that Voldemort was in a difficult situation.
"Don't worry, please listen to me explain to you slowly..." Lockhart cleared his throat and said, "The reason why no one has been able to escape from Azkaban for so many years is that It’s not because of the strong cell, the remote location, or the strict magic protection, but the guards here—the dementors!”
The Death Eaters around couldn't help nodding their heads when they heard the words. Indeed, as Lockhart said, these crazy thugs are simply not protected by mere prison doors.
Which one of the people here is not proficient in casting spells without a staff, even if various counter-curses are engraved on these prisons, they may not be able to stop a powerful transfiguration or explosion spell.
The main reason why everyone is trapped here is because of those heinous dementors.
When this magical creature uses the 'Dementor's Kiss' to suck the soul of a wizard, it can not only suck away people's happy memories, but also continue to consume a wizard's energy and magic power.
Therefore, the wizards who have been patronized by this kind of monsters basically look sluggish. Both men and women look like they are overindulgent.
And the stricter the cell with the higher level of security, the more dementors visit each day. Like these Death Eaters, a group of dementors will come to look for food every morning, noon and evening, and the three meals are extremely regular. .
So don't look at the screams of these Death Eaters, there is actually no magic power in their bodies, and the only part of their bodies that can fight is their mouth.
Because of this, in the cells with relatively low security on the upper floors, you can occasionally see individual wizards escape from the prison, of course, they just escaped from the cell, and they were basically arrested in the end. After all, those wandering around Ghosts don't eat dry food.
So when they heard Lockhart say that they could be rescued, most people were full of disbelief. Even if the other party had some means to get them out of the cell, it would be useless even if they escaped outside of Azkaban.
It would be futile if they could not escape the prying eyes and attacks of the dementors.
But when he said this, Lockhart showed an incomparably confident expression on his face, but if someone observed carefully, he could see that there was still a hint of constipation hidden in his expression.
"You guys don't know that the Lord Dark Lord was already planning for a rainy day when he was in the Horcrux state. At that time, when he was in a state of extreme depression, he asked me to make a batch of magic props, which were specially used to restrain those dementors. "
"It's also thanks to my proficiency in all kinds of magic, including alchemy and spells. Otherwise, even if someone else got the Dark Lord's blueprint, I'm afraid they wouldn't be able to make these things."
"Alchemy props that can restrain dementors?" All the Death Eaters were surprised when they heard the words, but soon Rodolphs couldn't help questioning, "Props that can restrain Death Eaters may really exist, but even if there are , How did you bring it into Azkaban?"
The rest of the people also showed curious expressions when they heard the words. Indeed, no matter who enters Azkaban, they will have to go through a strict body search, and at the same time, they will also go through the baptism of various anti-spells, whether it is invisible, deformed or shrunk. , will be detected.
Only someone with a high status in the wizarding world or the Ministry of Magic, like old Crouch, can escape from prison with his deformed son, but Lockhart is obviously not such a guy.
"You don't know that, the props that the Dark Lord asked me to make are not only small and light, but also able to avoid many basic magic checks, so that I can easily hide them in my body!" Lockhart snorted coldly.
"Hiding in the body?" Bella and Rodolphs looked at each other in surprise, "Did you hide that item in your mouth?"
"Heh, are you all stupid? The inspection when entering Azkaban also includes the mouth, let alone a repeat offender like me." Lockhart sneered.
"Could it be swallowed by you?" The Death Eaters speculated again.
"How can it be so easy to take it out after swallowing it? And didn't you realize that in the past ten days since I came in, I haven't even been affected by a dementor once."
Lockhart smiled coldly, "That is to say, those props are still in my body until now, if they are swallowed, can they be preserved for so long?"
Everyone recalled the words carefully, and then nodded. After these days, many people have already discovered that Lockhart seems to be different from others.
Every day when the dementors routinely forage for food, others say they look in pain, and some people can't bear the pain and scream out even after so many years, but Lockhart is extremely calm, just like It's all right.
Thinking of this, everyone couldn't help but believe in Lockhart's words. This guy seems to have a way to resist the threat of dementors.
If there were no dementors that sucked three meals a day, they would be able to accumulate enough magic power in a few days, and then they would find a way to grab a magic wand, and then they could use Apparition to escape after killing the top of the prison up!
Thinking of this, everyone became more and more excited.
"Then...you hid it in your skin?" Rodolphs couldn't help guessing, but quickly shook his head, "No, you just said 'those', which means this kind of props that can protect against dementors If you don’t know one, it’s not realistic to hide it under the skin.”
"That's right!" Lockhart nodded proudly, "The Dark Lord specifically asked me to rescue all his subordinates. There are currently 17 Death Eaters imprisoned in the deepest layer of Azkaban. , for you, I specially brought in 17 props!"
"what?"
The Death Eaters were all shocked when they heard the words. They originally thought that the so-called props that could resist the dementors were only brought in by the other party or a few, and they could save one or two of the most loyal subordinates. Who would have thought Lockhart was actually going to rescue everyone.
"17 magic items? Are you still carrying them?" Rodolphs looked at Lockhart in shock, his eyes moved up and down on the other party. It was hard for him to imagine how the other party brought so many alchemy items with him. into Azkaban.
"The fact that Lockhart can hide so many props proves that those alchemy items must not be large in size, and they are all of their original size. They were not reduced in advance, otherwise they would not pass the anti-spell check at entry."
Rodolphus muttered inwardly.
"But as far as I know, the smallest alchemy props are at least the size of a peanut. Although the owner has a lot of knowledge in alchemy before, most of them are specialization and black magic items."
"So the props that Lockhart can bring in cannot be too small."
Thinking of this, Rodolphs looked at Lockhart carefully again, and then noticed the posture of Lockhart with his hands on his knees, standing on tiptoes, and half squatting on the bed.
"Since this guy entered Azkaban, he has been in such a posture every day. Even when he sleeps, his body is rarely upright. Could it be that..."
As if thinking of something, Rodolphs' eyes suddenly lit up, but soon his expression became weird, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help twitching stiffly.
"You...the props you hide on your body, shouldn't they be under there?" Rodolphs asked Lockhart tentatively.
When Lockhart heard this, he looked at Rodolphs as if he had foreseen his bosom friend. The stiff smile on his face finally became a lot more natural, and there were even faint tears in the corners of his eyes.
"Bottom? What's below?" Bella looked at Rodolphs puzzledly, while the other party pointed at the bottom of the stomach in a somewhat cryptic manner.
"Ah? Are you talking about the anus...?" Bella couldn't help covering her mouth halfway through her words, and even faintly prepared to vomit, although this once high-spirited black wizard couldn't accept the result after learning the truth.
"You hid all 17 props... in that place? How did you persist? Why didn't you tell us the truth earlier?" Compared to Bella's nausea, Rodolphs was more curious about why Lockhart To survive until now.
You must know that the other party has not been affected by the dementors for more than half a month, that is to say, for more than ten days, those alchemy props are still hidden in his body!
But this is completely unnecessary!Wouldn't it be possible to suffer less pain if I made it clear to everyone earlier?
"Hehehehe...It's easy to say..." Lockhart smiled awe-inspiringly, "What do you think I've been busy with for more than half a month?"
"It wasn't until yesterday that I finally pulled out the 16th amulet! Otherwise, I wouldn't have chosen to connect with you in these two days." Lockhart had a serious expression on his face.
But soon there was another twitch in his stomach, which made Lockhart couldn't help grimacing, but soon he showed a joyful expression, "Hahaha! It's hard for me to maintain this position for so long, this last time A treasure was born today!"
After yelling, Lockhart rushed to the corner of the cell in a hurry. After a while, everyone outside the cell heard a sound like firecrackers, accompanied by bursts of stench!
(End of this chapter)
