Chapter 345 Prison Break

"God, what are you talking about!" Robert looked at Stebbins in shock, "The mushroom soup tonight was made by the dean?"

Stebbins swallowed and licked his lips, as if he was still savoring the delicious soup. "It's a pity that you didn't come."

Robert's face was full of grievances, "I didn't go to dinner for just one night, and you guys cheated on me behind my back..."

"This is the professor's temporary decision." Summers said proudly, "She seems to have found a way to quickly cultivate mandrakes. I think that in the future, the price of ordinary antidote potions will drop a lot."

"Even if the price drops a lot, I don't want to drink it..." Stebbins showed a fearful expression, "Can't the potion masters take pity on us students? The taste is really terrible."

Summers patted him on the shoulder and said earnestly, "This is actually very simple, Stebbins... you just need not to be poisoned."

Stebbins' face suddenly fell, "Merlin... I am a man who wants to visit all the ruins. I feel that I can't separate myself from the antidote in this life..."

"And the anti-curse potion," Summers complained.

Stebbins's face turned even greener, and the smell of the anti-curse potion became even more terrifying!

Putting aside the two guys who were still savoring Professor Sprout's mushroom soup, Robert returned to the dormitory. On the bedside was placed the details of today's bill sent by Mr. Cole. There were no major changes, but Cole The husband pointed out that the price of detoxification potions has dropped rapidly. According to its survey, many people have expressed their unwillingness to buy those potions. They would rather spend money to buy raw materials and prepare them at home.

Robert was dumbfounded by the news. Professor Sprout's mandrakes haven't been harvested yet, right? Are the antidote potions on the market greatly discounted?

Then when mandrake comes on the market, won’t the antidote be unsaleable?

Not caring about those things anymore, Robert tidied up and got ready to go to bed.

In the evening, he planned to take Zi Tai to explore the depths of the Forbidden Forest, and let him get familiar with his new body. Now he needed a good rest.

Island.

This place cannot be mapped, cannot be found, exists in the legends of wizards, and is feared.

"Whoa-whoa-whoa-"

Someone is approaching.

The huge figure shrank, and the creature floating above him let out a strange "quacking" cry. Wisps of milky white stuff were sucked out by it and disappeared into the black hole-like mouthparts.

The figure shook even more violently.

"Okay, you stupid guy." Someone shouted outside the cell. "Someone has testified for you that you did not kill anyone. Now you can leave."

The dementor made an unhappy sound.

Its feeding was disturbed, which made it lose a lot of fun. The huge guy in front of it was about to collapse. As long as you put more force, his delicious soul would be its!

The other party seemed to be a little impatient, and took out his wand and knocked on the iron fence, "Hurry up, you can only take one more bite, understand? He can't die, Dumbledore bailed him out."

"D... Dumbledore?" The huge figure ignited hope, "He, is he back? I... I knew you couldn't get rid of him! He is the principal of Hogwarts. Great principal!"

When he was excited, he actually stood up. The moonlight shone on his face. Tears flowed down uncontrollably. His beard was messy. After being soaked with tears and sweat, it formed wisps of braids and hung all over. Face.

However, his excitement did not last long. The dementor screamed, opened its mouth wide, and devoured it. The delicious positive emotions made it excited.

More dementors came running in.

After a while, five or six dementors entered the prison.

Too many positive emotions were sucked away, and fear, depression, and despair filled Hagrid's chest. His huge body fell to the ground, curled up, and his trembling appearance amused the guard outside the door.

"Hey, you guy!" He laughed loudly, "You are actually a giant with dwarfism! Otherwise, why would you be so big! However, being big is of no use. The only difference between you and the troll is Without its green skin!”

The guard was laughing and joking, and all kinds of bad words came out of his mouth. Hagrid's eyes protruded and even started to turn white as despair took over his brain.

Finally, he couldn't hold it on any longer and fainted.

The dementors surrounded him and reluctantly let Hagrid go after a while.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, how pitiful." The guard shook his head, his tone full of ridicule, and he shouted loudly, "Do you think Dumbledore's bail for you proves your innocence? Don't be ridiculous! He just pities you. Just a guy who was expelled! You murderer! Dumbledore will expose your ugly disguise sooner or later!"

The guard cursed and delayed for a long time before reluctantly getting the person out of the cell.

Azkaban is different from other prisons in that there is no real jailer here. Legend has it that this is the castle of an evil dark wizard who creates various shipwrecks, lures innocent Muggles to the island, and then uses very terrifying methods to They tortured them until they could no longer bear the torture and died.

Because the entire island was protected by a hidden spell, the island was not discovered until the death of the dark wizard. It was selected as a prison by the then Minister of Magic many years after the "Act of Secrecy" came into effect.

This place is far away from human habitation, and is surrounded by very powerful hiding spells and expulsion spells. The prisoners are tortured every day by the island's native inhabitants, the dementors, and have no idea or chance to escape. It can be said that this island is a natural prison.

Although most of the criminals on the island are those who have committed the most heinous crimes, there are also some people who are just locked up here as a warning. Therefore, there are actually guards on duty here. At least they need to notify the Ministry of Magic. Someone is dead, or...

Ran.

But generally speaking, because dementors are responsible for delivering meals and patrolling, whether the criminal dies or escapes, you still need luck to detect it as soon as possible.

Today, the guard was obviously very lucky, because when he turned around and dragged Hagrid past a cell, he was surprised to find that the short prisoner who was supposed to be locked up here had escaped!

"Bang!" As soon as the unfortunate Hagrid was dragged out of the prison, he fell to the ground again.

The guard looked at the empty prison in disbelief. If he didn't still have the most basic fear of dementors, he might have run in to check it out.

"Escape... jailbreak!" the guard screamed, not even taking Hagrid with him, shouting loudly, "Someone has escaped from prison!!!"

Azkaban is bustling for the first time in hundreds of years.