Chapter 111 Hello, Buck

"Special pass?" Rogge was a little surprised. "Is Azkaban so humane now? I remember that special approval was needed before."

"Look what you said, our dear minister can still do some good things." Delis praised.

"We don't release the criminals, we just provide some basic guarantees. Not only will no one object, but we can also give ourselves... everyone's face and gain a lot of praise and support. Why not do it?"

"When he retires one day, at least he will have something to brag about when he writes his memoirs." Delis said and laughed. This is Fudge's only real political achievement as a minister.

"That's true. But my uncle Buck, I don't really want to see him..." Rogge had mixed feelings in his heart, and he had no good impression of his uncle who he had never met but whose blood was thicker than water.

"I can understand, that guy was too stubborn and killed the McKinnon family." Delis nodded, muttering to himself that Fletcher was also a member of the Order of the Phoenix.

"You see how good Lucius is at being a human being. When he was a Death Eater, he only did superficial things. He reaped many benefits, and the bad things he did were nothing more than trivial. After the mysterious man fell, he paid a fine and was fine. His rights and status were not affected in any way. The influence, and even strengthened the power because of that experience." Delis sighed, he is also a pure-blood wizard, others are too stupid.

"Besides your uncle Buck, there are the Lestranges and the Blacks, all crazy."

"Sirius's sister?" Rogge confirmed.

"Yes, that's her. I heard that she had an affair with a mysterious man. Hey, she really got into it." Delis said dirty jokes and talked about Bella's husband Rodolphus.

Rogge thought of the goblin key to the vault that Voldemort sold to him. Although there was no problem after multiple investigations, I still felt unsafe. Especially since one of Voldemort's Horcruxes was in the Lestrange vault, how could he be so confident about handing over the key to him?

Putting yourself in his shoes, what would I do if I were Voldemort?

"Control me with a Horcrux?" Rogge thought for a while and shook his head.

I am not Voldemort, and I cannot understand his strange thoughts. Compared to Buck, it is necessary to meet Bella. She herself and her wand have 100% direct access to the vault.

"Are these news true or false?" Although Rogge had already made a guess, the guess was still a guess after all. Now I am really shocked to hear the gossip from Delis.

"Who knows, anyway, Aurors always know some weird things. I also heard that Rodolphus is sterile... What do you want me to apply for a pass for you?"

Rogge pondered for a moment: "Well, can I see other people with the pass?"

"Generally, one certificate is required for one visit. There are no restrictions on special passes." Seeing Rogge nodding, Derek personally issued him a special pass.

The sky over the North Sea seems always so gloomy, with dense and thick dark clouds blocking the sunlight, giving people a bottomless sense of depression. Azkaban stands in the turbulent black sea like a huge rock that cannot be shaken.

"Zone Z?" The gray-haired administrator stared at Rogge and confirmed the pass several times.

His face was full of surprise and doubt. He didn't expect that the little wizard in front of him was going to the intensive prison area, which was full of the most dangerous dark wizards and the most crazy and loyal subordinates of the mysterious man.

"Little wizard, your wand." The administrator asked Rogge to register the information and locked his wand in the cabinet behind him.

The young trainee Auror Jack took him silently into the deepest part of Azkaban.

"The layout here has changed." Rogge looked around and sighed softly.

"Changed?" Jack looked at him with strange eyes, "It was like this when I came here. Have you been here before?"

"I've been here before, but I'm not very familiar with it." Rogge took a deep breath. The salty smell of sea water was everywhere in the cold air. This smell seems to permeate every brick and stone in Azkaban, and no matter how the layout changes, it still lingers.

"We are going to Area Z, where all the guilty Death Eaters are imprisoned. You have to be careful." Jack unlocked the black cell door and led Roger down.

The silent passage was lit up with dim magic candles following the footsteps of the two people, making it appear even darker and more gloomy. Rogge felt that the temperature around him was constantly dropping, as if he was going to hell.

"Thanks, I thought you were going to call me a Death Eater brat."

"Hey, who isn't?" Jack said nonchalantly, "The reason why I came to Azkaban is to see my father every day."

"He's here too?" Rogge was a little surprised. He could become a trainee Auror at such a young age, and his future was bright and bright. Was it because his Death Eater father was suppressed and thrown into a dark place like the North Sea?

"Well, he has been made stupid by the dementors. I came here just hoping to see more of him." Jack hid the sadness in his eyes and did not have any hope that his father could wake up.

He took Rogge to the Z area at the bottom. The entire passage was almost composed of heavy black doors. Rogge followed him, stopping to open the door after three or five steps.

"These gates are connected together, and you can only unlock one at a time." Jack said, locking the gate behind him.

"If more than 1 are unlocked at the same time, Azkaban's protective system will be triggered and those dementors will emerge from the wall."

Jack unlocked and opened the last door, indicating to Rogge that he could go in: "The people you want to visit are in Z1 and Z5, at the end of the passage."

As he spoke, he threw over a round copper plate, which shimmered slightly and looked like a key: "According to the rules, I can't go in at the same time as you. It can help you remove the shielding magic on the cell."

Rogge nodded and walked into the holding area. It was not the dark place he imagined. There were lamps hanging over the corridor, emitting a dim orange light.

Each cell is isolated from the outside world by magic. There are no special tools. You can't see or hear each other inside and outside the door.

Rogge came to the door of Z5 and pressed the disc into the groove next to it. The magic shield was dispelled, the cell door turned into a colorless and transparent material, and the emaciated wizard could be seen listlessly on the bed.

"Black-headed Buck?" Rogge called softly.

"Aconite?" Buck was stunned for a moment. He hadn't heard this name for a long time.

At first he thought it was auditory hallucinations, dead memories attacking him. Seeing the direction from which the sound came, he rubbed his eyes in disbelief.

"You...who are you?" Buck, who hadn't spoken for a long time, had a trembling voice. He stared at the little wizard in front of him warily.

"Mu Gai, is this how you pronounce Valley Lily of the Valley?" Rogge read the name on the family tree, hoping that the other party could recall something.

"Theodore's son? I thought you were dead?" Buck stared at him with wide eyes, lying on the cell door.

"Death? Why do you look so disappointed? You should thank me. Without me, you wouldn't be able to enjoy the privileges you have now. You can only be with Dementors every day..."

"Preferential treatment? What kind of preferential treatment!" Buck suddenly roared as if he had been stabbed in a painful spot.

"I'm locked up at the bottom right now. No one talks at all. Even the dementors rarely come over..."

He then made a crazy accusation, as if he hadn't talked to anyone for a long time, and he wanted to spray Rogge on him for three days and three nights.

Rogge didn't know if Buck's head was watty, but he actually thought it was a happy thing to see a dementor!

"Okay, are you done scolding?" Rogge finally interrupted him, "Where is the key to the family's treasury?"

"Ha, I knew you weren't here to see me." Buck sneered and went back to lie down on his broken bed.

"Why, has it happened that the Ministry of Magic has divided up our family and your boy is so poor that he has lost all his money?" Buck said proudly, wanting to see Rogge's anxious look.

"Buck, pay attention to your attitude." Rogge stretched out his left hand and waved it in front of him, the family tail ring shining.

"You and my father's short-sightedness caused the family to almost disappear from the magical world. How dare you hold the key to the vault?" Rogge sneered, "Why, are you waiting for Voldemort to return?"

"Wake up, that guy is dead."

"No, it's impossible, the master can't die!" Buck shouted excitedly, "The treasury must serve the master, and I will never hand it over to you. Just give up!"

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