Chapter 126 The Mass Grave Next to Azkaban

With a strong momentum and a series of crisp sounds, the Death Eaters present disapparated one after another and disappeared into the living room of Malfoy Manor...

The full moon hangs alone, and the waves surge into the sky.

On an island in the middle of the British North Sea, a lonely fortress is surrounded by tall steel walls. The waves crashed against the iron wall, splashing high into the air, but not a drop of water could cross the towering walls of the island.

Countless dementors wrapped in tattered black cloth, as if they had been soaked in water, were wandering in the sky. Wherever they pass, it seems like all the happiness has been sucked away, reminding people of the most terrifying things they have ever experienced in their lives.

This is the strictest and most inhumane prison in the British wizarding world. Here, all prisoners are guarded by dementors. So far, the success rate of prison escape has always been zero!

Most of the prisoners within the walls died of despair and lost the will to live. Dementors drained people of all their happiness and left them with the worst memories. Prolonged exposure often results in insanity and even death!

To this end, on the outside of the Azkaban prison fortress, near the edge of the steel walls, the Ministry of Magic built a tomb to house those who died in the prison.

This place is like an abandoned mass grave, with dead bodies lying there in a mess. Because the observers and Aurors sent by the Ministry of Magic were unwilling to get close to the Dementors, most of the corpses were hastily buried. Even at the end of October when the air was cold, mosquitoes were still active among the corpses, and the buzzing sound was endless. .

There is no blood on the earth, just coldness and silence, desolation and emptiness... This is because all the dead wizards have no wounds. They are either drained of happiness by dementors, and their souls die before their bodies, or they The soul was sucked away by the dementors, leaving only the dead body...

There are some scattered, low tombstones standing on the ground, left by relatives of prisoners who are willing to come to visit.

No one has been to this dead cemetery for a long time, but on this unusual Halloween night, the air here is suddenly filled with the rustling of cloaks.

Between the withered graves, behind the rocks, in every dark place, a wizard appeared, appearing as a black shadow. They all wore hoods and covered their faces, not revealing the slightest trace of themselves.

Suddenly, a thick black mist suddenly rose!

Voldemort's figure slowly walked out of the black mist and came to the front of many Death Eaters.

"Welcome, my servants," Voldemort said calmly, but from his trembling pale lips, it could be seen that his heart was not peaceful either. "Oh, it seems that as long as there are Death Eaters carrying the Dark The Mark got here first, and Azkaban's much-hyped anti-Apparition spell doesn't seem to be difficult to deal with."

His eyes looked around, as if across time, he saw scenes from many years ago.

"Twelve years... It has been nearly twelve years since our last large-scale operation. I am very happy that there are still so many loyal Death Eaters following me as they were then... I am very happy, this shows that We're still united under the Dark Mark! Aren't we?"

All the Death Eaters in black robes and masks knelt on the ground in front of Voldemort, forming a circle.

"Swear to serve your master to the death!" they shouted loudly, causing the mosquitoes and flies around them to fly away from the center of the cemetery in a mess.

"I really miss you..." Voldemort walked slowly, looking at the faces of the Death Eaters in front of him one by one, and read their names, "Lucius, MacNeill, Nott, Avery, Crabbe, Goyle..."

He took two more steps, but suddenly stopped and looked at the gap between Lucius Malfoy and Avery - a gap big enough for two people to stand.

"Mr. and Mrs. Strange should be standing here," Voldemort said softly, "but they are still detained in Azkaban. I know that they are the most loyal. They would rather enter Azkaban than abandon me... …”

"When Azkaban is breached, the Lesters will be rewarded beyond their wildest dreams. Do you have any problem with that, Lucius? Avery?"

Lucius and Avery both shook their heads quickly, expressing that they had no other opinions at all.

"When we break Azkaban, the Dementors will join us... They are our natural allies. Beyond that, we will recall the banished Titans... I will retrieve all my loyal servants and regain my possessions A group of magical animals that everyone fears..."

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He continued walking, passing some Death Eaters without saying a word and stopping in front of others.

"McNeil...are you still jealous of the way I paved the way for Yaxley's promotion?" Voldemort stared at an old wizard and asked.

"I...I didn't, Master." The wizard McNeil said in a panic, "I absolutely support Yaxley being the Minister of Magic!"

"Don't worry, MacNeil. The reason for paving the way for him first is just because his department is more suitable for promotion." Voldemort said with an evil smile, "Your job is to eliminate dangerous beasts for the Ministry of Magic, which is not in line with our expectations."

"But don't worry, there will be better things for you to destroy soon, McNeil. Your future is quite bright..."

"Thank you, Master...thank you." McNeil murmured.

"And you..." Voldemort then walked up to the two largest, hooded figures - "Crabbe... you will behave better this time, won't you? And you, Goyle , will the chain fall again this time?"

They are the fathers of Draco Malfoy's two lackeys, Crabbe and Goyle, and their sons' bodies and IQs seem to be carved out of the same mold.

Both bowed awkwardly and muttered foolishly.

"Yes, Master..."

"Yes, Master..."

"Yes?" Voldemort looked cold.

"Ah, no! The chain will not fall off, master!" Gore immediately changed his words.

Voldemort had nothing to do with these two fools. He sneered helplessly, turned to Lucius and said, "Lucius, watch your two old friends for a while, don't let them ruin our plan!"

"Yes!" Lucius responded quickly.

"What about you, Nott?" Voldemort asked softly to a hunchbacked man shrouded in Goyle's shadow.

"Master, I kneel before you, I am your most loyal——"

"That's enough." Voldemort interrupted Nott's words of loyalty.

He walked up to the largest opening and looked at it with empty red eyes, as if someone were standing there.

"There are seven less Death Eaters here...three died for me. I still remember them. They are Wilkes, Evan Rozier, and Barty Crouch Jr. Barty Jr. Buried in this lonely cemetery; there is one who is missing and whose presence cannot be felt by the Dark Mark, Regulus Black. He should also be dead; and there is another who has no courage to come back, Yin Gor Karkaroff...he will pay."

What Voldemort said was not accurate.

He didn't know that Regulus Black had betrayed him for his house elf Kreacher, and now he had been resurrected by Dracula;

In addition, he did not know that Barty Crouch Jr. was not actually dead. Buried in this cemetery was his mother who died for him. Now he is locked in a house by Barty Crouch Sr., who controls him with the Imperius Curse every day, which prevents him from responding to the call of the Dark Mark.

"Besides, Severus and Yaxley have their own tasks and cannot come to us now..." Voldemort continued.

"Not to mention the two who still have missions and the Death Eaters who have left me forever, we still have ten companions, including Mr. and Mrs. Strange, trapped in the prison of Azkaban."

"And now, the prison where our companions are imprisoned is right in front of us!"

Voldemort pointed his wand at the lonely, dilapidated fortress in the distance.

"Tonight, we must break the prison that is right in front of us!" he shouted to the Death Eaters present. "I will not allow my loyal servants to be restrained by the corpse politicians of the Ministry of Magic."

"At the same time, rescuing those companions is also an indispensable condition for achieving our goal!"

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