Chapter 1 Unnamed Prisoner
In July 1991, violent waves crashed on Azkaban Castle. The owl took off from the Scottish Highlands and flew in with the notice signed by the pen of admission.
"Other people have been trained in prison from entry to prison; but I was born pure prison." Rogge took a broom and swept away the garbage on the aisle.
He grew up here and has no official status and is not a prisoner on the books. From the moment he woke up, he was in the fifth school of Hogwarts, the advanced school for wizards: Azkaban.
Outside the castle, the tired little guy flapped his wings and fearfully avoided the dementors floating in the air. It landed on the window with its whole body trembling, and looked inside with its orange eyes wide open. The little guy doesn't understand why there are little wizards here who are going to school. Seeing a dementor floating towards him, he dropped the notice in a panic and ran away.
The administrator Paul was stirring the crucible in the room. The tattered container was filled with a blue-green paste substance, and one or two hot bubbles came out from time to time.
"Damn the Ministry of Magic! Damn Millicent! Damn the Wizengamot!" He whispered the spell while waving his wand vigorously.
The officials in London never care about this place, they just throw rubbish in there. They never add to their own staff, nor do they allow themselves to be redeployed. Damn Azkaban, he's the only wizard administrator. Poor Paul doesn't know that the current minister is Fudge.
"My transfer letter?" Paul jumped excitedly when he saw the letter dropped by the owl. He grabbed it and realized it was the damn Hogwarts acceptance letter.
"Why is this!" He turned around and glanced. Roger, holding a big broom, was cleaning garbage outside.
"Roger, go find Jessica."
"Master Paul, are you serious?" Roger looked up at the clock, wondering why Paul was so crazy.
"Of course." Paul hid the letter behind his back and asked the little thing in front of him to get out quickly.
11 years ago, Jessica and her husband Theodore were hunted down by Barty Crouch as Death Eaters. In order to cover their mother and son's escape, Theodore was killed by Barty, and the baby in Jessica's arms was also unfortunately struck by the Imperius Curse.
Barty Crouch thought the baby was dead and threw Jessica and the child in her arms into Azkaban. Rogge's time travel allowed the child to open his eyes again and gave the poor woman the motivation to live.
In Jessica's pleading, Paul took him out of the prison. At first, he wrote a letter to London asking them to pick up the child. Damn it, those pigs actually said he was mentally ill and delusional.
With no choice, Paul had no choice but to continue raising him. Fortunately, Roger didn't cry or make trouble, otherwise the child would have been thrown into the sea to feed the fish. He just picked up a cat and dog and kept them by his side to pass the time.
Roger carefully put down the broom and ran downstairs quietly. There is a small room at the end of the passage, and his mother Jessica is inside.
"Fluorescence flashes." Rogge muttered a spell in a low voice, and a dim light suddenly lit up in the cell.
The dim light cut off the tentacles of darkness, and reflected various horrific scratches on the wall through the small window. These are all left behind by prisoners who went crazy in previous generations, and are the masterpieces of dementors.
"Roger, are you here?" A tired and hoarse voice came from the dark corner, and Jessica stood up with difficulty holding on to the wall.
"Mom, Paul may be in a better mood today, so he asked me to come down early." Roger and Jessica were separated by the cell door, and their hands were held together through the small window.
"Really!" Jessica said excitedly, then shook her head, "No, there are dementors everywhere here, you can't stay long. What's wrong with your hand?"
Through the fluorescence, Jessica discovered that the back of her son's hand was bruised.
"It's okay." Rogge extinguished the fluorescent flash and saw dots of crystals crossing the window through the darkness.
Jessica couldn't stop crying. If she didn't bring her son in at that time...it would be her fault!
"Mom, stop crying. If it weren't for you, I might have died." Rogge held Jessica's rugged hand, wondering how thin the mother behind the cell door must be.
"Roger, mom is sorry for you." Jessica wiped her tears. She wished she could hold her son in her arms without the barrier of the cell door.
"Mom, I am 11 years old and can also use magic. Will I receive an admission notice to Hogwarts?" Rogge was very grateful to Paul for raising him, but he never thought about letting him leave Azka. class.
Every time a wizard escorted a prisoner in, he locked himself in the dark room. It wasn't until the other person left that he let himself go. He was quite familiar with the story of Harry Potter, and he clearly remembered that the professors would send countless letters to ensure that the little wizard received the admission notice, and would even come to the freshmen's homes for home visits.
"mom?"
"Professors from Hogwarts won't come, they will only go to Muggle families." Jessica's words were like cold water in the winter, waking up his dream.
"Maybe, this rule has changed now."
"Hmm~" Rogge nodded, who do you think you are? It's just an existence that no one knows about, a dead little Death Eater.
Rogge's heart was filled with despair and coldness. He was imprisoned like a prisoner in the unknown Azkaban, and he was just an unnamed prisoner.
"Ahem..." Jessica's continuous coughing woke Rogge up.
The humid environment, the threat of dementors, and scarce food made Jessica's body weaker and weaker, and she could no longer even stand. He held his mother's hand and secretly made up his mind: Since there is no notice, he must escape from prison at all costs!
Rogge closed his eyes, his consciousness immersed in the data panel.
Roger Travis
Magic: 1.2/2.3
Mental strength: 12
Talents: Dark Affinity, Strong Will, Night Vision
Skill: Wandless Spellcasting
Magic spell: fluorescent flash lv3 (36/50), calling god guard lv1 (0/1)
There is an orange rounded button below the panel that says: The Sims. Rogge took a deep breath, invested 1 point of magic power, and began to simulate future encounters.
【1】You searched for your wand in the room and found your Hogwarts admission notice.
【2】Paul tore up the notice and you were thrown into the cell.
...(The magic power is not enough, please continue to use magic power to simulate.)
The remaining 0.2 magic power made Rogge's head feel dizzy. He rubbed his temples and looked at the simulation content. It turned out that the notice had already been sent, but Paul hid it. But looking at Paul's attitude in the simulation, he won't let himself leave Azkaban at all.
Thinking about it, the British Ministry of Magic kept Paul stationed here based on the principle of using it until death. If he left, he would have to be with the dementors.
"The other party must be someone Paul is willing to send a letter to." Rogge looked at Jessica who was sleeping due to weakness, and tried his best to recall the plot of Harry Potter.
"This man is very famous and influential in the magic world. He can get Paul and us out of here." Rogge thought in his mind and crossed out most of the characters in his memory.
"His identity must be innocent, he cannot be a Death Eater, and he must have a strong motive to do this." Rogge excluded Malfoy and other pure-blood families. Those pure rent-eating creatures would not care about the life and death of others.
Rogge recalled carefully and slowly locked onto a beautiful figure.
Oops, I was scolded at the beginning, it was a big poison...T.T I changed it.
