Chapter 127 Attack! Who is undercover?
Next to Azkaban Prison, unlike the dilapidated surroundings, a relatively clean hut stood.
The cabin is protected by airtight glass and is sealed extremely tightly. It is also surrounded by various protective magics to block the influence of dementors on the mind. It can be regarded as the isolated island where Azkaban is located. One of the few pure lands.
At this time, a relatively tall man with long blond hair braided into a neat braid quietly appeared outside the hut that had blocked most of the dementors' influence.
Before entering the hut, Yaxley quietly raised his sleeve, glanced at the dark mark on the inside of his left arm that turned bright red, and nodded secretly.
Through the reaction of the Dark Mark, he could confirm that the Dark Lord and many Death Eaters had arrived on the island where Azkaban was located, and then their next plan could proceed normally.
So Yaxley raised his hand and knocked on the door——
"Dongdongdong."
A very narrow window opened behind the door, and a wizard revealed one eye from behind the window, looking out alertly.
"Oh, Director Yaxley, right? Come in quickly!" Seeing Yaxley's face, the wizard lowered his guard.
He opened the door a small gap, put Yaxley in, then hurriedly closed the door, and carefully checked whether the seal of the door was intact.
"Huh... I'm lucky. There are no dementors guarding the area. Azkaban is really not a place for people to stay!" After the wizard had done all this work, he patted his chest and relaxed. He took a breath and said, "Director Yaxley, it's really hard for you to come to a place like this to visit your relatives in prison."
"The dementors here can clearly understand some people's words, but they never care about our instructions and absorb our happy emotions regardless of friend or foe!" he said,
"I just don't understand...it's impossible for the prisoners in this hellish place to have their energy and energy sucked away by the Dementors. It's impossible for them to escape. Why do we need to arrange observers and Aurors to guard here?" Working here is torture!”
Yaxley smiled, ignored the wizard's complaints, and looked around at the structure of the hut.
"Ogus, I bribed you... no one else will know, right?" He suddenly looked at the wizard named Ogus and asked, "I remember that there is a communicator here. You can notify the Ministry of Magic directly."
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"How is that possible, Director Yaxley?" Ogus said quickly, "Very few people come to this remote place on a poor island, and there are a large number of dementors guarding it. Where can we use a communicator?"
He pointed to a magic rattle hanging on the wall to Yaxley, "No, that's it. As far as I know, this thing has never been used by anyone. I think it is just a decoration. .”
Yaxley took a closer look at the rattle on the wall and nodded slightly, "I understand. By the way, where are the two Aurors who are partnered with you?"
"It's right inside, I'll take you there." Augus shrugged, and then shouted into the room of the hut, "Aurors, come out! Director Yaxley is here, remember to take your Key, the prison door can’t be opened without the keys from our two posts!”
"Got it, Augus." A rough voice came from the room in the corner of the hut.
A shabby wizard walked out of the room, muttering as he walked: "I just did a patrol among a large group of dementors, and I didn't expect to go out again... To be honest, if Yaxley hadn't given us The reward is generous enough, I definitely don’t want to bring anyone in... It’s too painful!”
"Who says it's not!" Augus said in agreement, turning to look at Yaxley, "So, Director Yaxley, don't think our asking price is high. We have a lot of reasons for bringing you in. Big risk!”
"I understand." Yaxley said casually, "Don't worry about the remuneration. The Yaxley family has never been a pureblood like Wes who is short of money. As long as you can bring me in, The reward will definitely be yours.”
Augus groped under a messy table for a long time, found a somewhat rusty key, and held it in his hand.
"Ah, I found it!" he said, "Then let's leave quickly and go back early to avoid suffering from the dementors!"
"I have no problem." The Auror next to him also nodded and shook a bunch of keys in his hand, making a jingling sound.
"Wait a minute!" Just as the two were about to step out of the door, Yaxley suddenly called them.
The two Aurors and observers stationed in Azkaban turned their heads and looked at him in confusion.
"Where is the other Auror?" Yaxley asked seriously, "I gave three people the money, why are there only two of you now?"
"This..." Ogus quickly looked at the unkempt Auror wizard beside him with questioning eyes, and asked in a low voice, "Wasn't Raymond still with you just now? Why didn't he come out with you?"
"Raymond was stopped by a Dementor when he was on patrol. He was so dizzy that he went to bed now." The Auror wizard explained, "Mr. Yaxley, if you insist on him If you follow, I will wake him up now?"
"Have you gone to sleep..." Yaxley thought for a moment, then waved his hand, "Forget it, no need to wake him up, let him sleep well. Just the few of us will go, and you will lead the way."
"Okay, then our reward...?" Augus asked cautiously.
"It's for three people." Yaxley said simply.
Augus nodded happily and turned to the narrow door of the hut.
Then he took a deep breath and put his hand on the doorknob.
"Be prepared to face the Dementors, I'm going to open the door!" Augus said with an air of resignation.
The face of the Auror beside him also became serious.
Yaxley stood two feet behind them, silently tightening his grip on his wand.
The moment Augus pressed the door handle and opened the door, and when the two observers and Aurors were all focused on the door, Yaxley suddenly raised the wand in his hand——
"Stupefy," he said to himself.
Two silent stun spells shot out from the tip of Yaxley's wand without interruption!
The first hit hit Ogus's back without any hindrance. Ogus didn't notice it and fell to the ground softly, becoming unconscious in an instant.
The second stun spell was shot straight at the slovenly Auror.
However, just when the curse was about to touch the Auror's cloak, he seemed to have been prepared for Yaxley's sneak attack. He rolled on the spot and avoided the inevitable stun curse!
"Hehe, are you surprised?" The Auror stood up from the ground, put his hands on his hips, and showed a mischievous smile that was completely inconsistent with his slovenly face. He looked at Yaxley with a smile, "Instructor Moody is indeed right. That’s right, you are the spy assigned to the Ministry of Magic by that mysterious man, right?”
"What?!"
Yaxley was shocked and quickly added another spell, but was firmly blocked by the armored spell that the Auror had prepared.
Just when the two of them were in a stalemate with their respective attack and defense spells, Yaxley didn't notice that another Auror quietly appeared behind him and raised his wand——
A silent petrifying curse hit Yaxley hard on the back.
Yaxley's wand fell to the ground, and he froze in disbelief. He heard the sound of "winter" and "winter" made by the wooden legs hitting the ground.
A tough wizard with long gray hair and every inch of his skin seemed to be scarred walked up to the Auror and came into Yaxley's sight.
"...Alastor Moody."
Yaxley desperately recognized the man in front of him and knew that he would not be able to complete his task today.
"Tonks, your desire to perform is too strong." Moody casually added another stun spell to Yaxley, making him completely unconscious, and then said seriously to the Auror in front of him, "Auror training I clearly told you when you were here, don’t talk nonsense to your enemies.”
"When facing enemies, you must defeat them as soon as possible and make them lose their fighting power. This is the best way to protect yourself! And what about you? You are smiling here, and you are out of shape all day long!"
"I know, Instructor Moody -" The slovenly Auror curled his lips, opened his arms and stretched his body.
As his arms stretched, his short hair gradually lengthened and turned as pink as bubblegum, and his rough skin became white and delicate. His, or rather her, face gradually changed into a delicate and beautiful young witch.
These two people were the most famous legendary Auror, Alastor Moody, and Nymphadora Tonks, an intern Auror who had just graduated for more than a year.
While two Aurors stationed in Azkaban were out patrolling, they forcibly interrupted their patrol with orders from headquarters, and sent them back to the Ministry of Magic in advance.
After that, Tonks used her natural ability to transform into the slovenly Auror wizard.
After entering the hut, she used the transformed Auror shape to secretly use a confusion spell on Ogus in the house, making him think that Moody was the previous Auror Raymond, and the two of them went smoothly. He entered the hut and waited for Yaxley to come to the door.
"This is not the first time for me to participate in such an important operation. I feel a little excited."
After the transformation was completed, Tonks, who had become young and beautiful again, flattered Moody and said, "This is an operation to deal with a mysterious man! Instructor Moody, can I become a regular official immediately after I participate in this operation?"
"You don't need to be happy too early, Tonks. It depends on your specific performance before you can consider becoming a regular employee." Moody said, "In addition, this operation is very dangerous, you must first protect Keep yourself safe!”
"You, a trainee Auror, should not have been involved in such a high-risk operation against a mysterious person. But there is an anti-thief waterfall outside Azkaban, which can dispel the effect of the polyjuice potion. In addition to relying on your disguise horse It’s hard for us to pretend to be anyone else here than Gus is capable of.”
"That's why Director Scrimgeour of the Auror Office made an exception and asked you to come with us... But this doesn't mean you can participate in the front-line battle!"
"But my actual combat results are very good!" Tonks said unconvinced.
"That won't work, results and actual combat experience are two different things!" Moody said, "Follow me carefully and don't get lost like the operation in the Cairngorm Mountains more than a year ago."
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On the other side, Voldemort had finished his speech and led many Death Eaters out of the cemetery and towards the Azkaban fortress on the other side of the island.
Smelling the scent of living people, a large group of dementors surrounded him from all directions, constantly exuding a cold and gloomy atmosphere, sucking in the rare happiness in the air.
Many Death Eaters felt the light around them being sucked out, as if the whole world had fallen into darkness. The positive emotions in my heart quickly faded, and emptiness gradually took over my heart...
However, in front of the many Death Eaters, the bald wizard with scarlet eyes and no nose seemed to be unaffected by any dementors and walked straight into the layers of dementors surrounding him.
"My friends, do you still remember me?" Voldemort opened his arms and said enthusiastically.
"I once promised you that if I rule the magical world, all the Muggles in the world and those Muggles who do not obey our rule will become your food!" He said, "But it is a pity that I Being plotted by a gangster, I have been in silence for twelve years..."
"Today, in this deep and great night, I am back!"
"My friends, as long as you continue to help me as you promised me before, you will also get my promise as before!"
"You don't have to be limited to the small island of Azkaban, you don't have to suppress your nature, but you can enjoy your rations all over the world."
"Aren't you... still not moved?"
The overwhelming Dementors seemed to understand Voldemort's words, and flew around more violently, setting off waves of cold fog, forming a thick black cloud, blocking the not-so-bright moonlight in the sky.
Voldemort stood among the Dementors, laughing sickly.
He watched as the Dementors flew further and further away, clearing a wide path for him and the Death Eaters behind him.
The Death Eaters looked at this scene in disbelief. They came to Voldemort hesitantly and looked up at the scattered dementors, feeling ridiculous in their hearts.
So the Dementors, a species that has always been considered unable to communicate, have reached cooperation with the Dark Lord?
"What are you waiting for? Do you want me to urge you to move forward?" Voldemort's cold voice rang out, interrupting the Death Eaters' thoughts.
They quickly followed Voldemort's footsteps and walked towards the nearby fortress.
As the Death Eaters moved closer and closer to the fortress of Azkaban, the prison where countless criminals were imprisoned and no one had escaped so far slowly outlined an outline in the black mist, appearing in the eyes of everyone present.
The prison of Azkaban is more like a triangular prism-shaped tower than a fortress——
It is constructed of marble that is full of historical vicissitudes. Because the island is exposed to storms all year round, the continuous marble has been eroded by rain and has countless patterns, marking strips from high to low. white lines of varying widths.
There is not a single window outside this fortress, only a narrow and elongated entrance designed specifically for the Dementors.
No matter how thin the wizard is, it will be difficult for him to pass through the entrance. Only dementors, an incorporeal species, can enter and exit freely to absorb the remaining happiness in the hearts of the prisoners.
Seeing the undefended fortress in front of him, Voldemort laughed wantonly and got carried away.
"Go, Death Eaters, blow up this fortress with your spells!" he shouted, "go and rescue your companions from their prisons. The future of the wizarding world belongs to us!"
The tips of the Death Eaters' wands lit up with lights of various colors. They used the powerful spells they were good at and fired towards the fortress in front of them——
"boom--"
A huge roar sounded on this isolated island, and even once covered the sound of the roaring waves around the island.
However, to the surprise of all Death Eaters, the fortress of Azkaban was not damaged at all!
A huge transparent barrier emerged, blocking the Death Eaters' many curses - the roar just now was the sound of the curses hitting the barrier!
Voldemort stared at the barrier in front of him with cold eyes, and saw a vague mist drifting near the fortress. The shadowy figures in the fog came out, and their figures became more and more obvious.
Led by two people, a dozen wizards came out of the fog to meet the Death Eaters. They were wearing Auror uniforms uniformed by the Ministry of Magic. Their belts and hair were rustling in the wind. Everyone's eyes were filled with excitement. There were expressions of panic, perseverance, or disbelief.
"I didn't expect you to really come back, Voldemort." A witch with a serious face said through gritted teeth. Speaking Voldemort's name seemed to overcome the great fear in her heart.
The surrounding Aurors were frightened when they heard this name, and they could even lose their wands.
"Actually, when Dumbledore wrote to tell us about this, I still couldn't believe it." Another wizard also took a step forward and stood with the serious witch, "I actually thought it was Fudge for a while. As the minister said, Dumbledore has developed a greed for power again and wants to take away the position of Minister of Magic through war."
"But I really saw you coming back. Now I only regret that I didn't send out all the Aurors and rush here to stop you!"
Voldemort narrowed his scarlet eyes and stared closely at the members of the Ministry of Magic in front of him.
"Amelia Bones, Rufus Scrimgeour... you two actually came here in person." He sneered and said softly, "So... it was Dumbledore who wanted to attack me. Did I tell you the news about Zikaban?"
Seeing that the two of them were silent and Voldemort didn't care, he suddenly grabbed Lucius's arm beside him and poked the Dark Mark on Lucius's arm with his wand.
"Very good, Yaxley didn't respond either. He must have been controlled by your people." Voldemort said thoughtfully, "So... there is a traitor among us who leaked our secrets." plan."
"You say so, Lucius?"
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