Chapter 439 The current magic world makes me feel unfamiliar

About to go bankrupt?

What's going on? The wizarding world's economy is in a recession right now. Even Knockturn Alley is going bankrupt.

No! Logically speaking, the worse the economy is, the busier Knockturn Alley should be.

Voldemort was stunned for a moment, and then a trace of anger appeared on his face: "Are you kidding me, Avery? Knockturn Alley has existed for so many years and has never been in danger of closing down. What's going on?"

"Master," Avery explained quickly, "the employment situation is very good now. After those guys who have been hanging out in Knockturn Alley for a long time found decent jobs and made money, they all wanted to live a more decent life, so they moved out of Knockturn Alley one after another."

"Moreover, in order to say goodbye to their past lives completely, they never return to Knockturn Alley and are determined to break away from the past completely."

"You mean..." Voldemort stretched out his voice a little, "Those scum who have no knowledge and can only make a living by stealing can also find a decent job?"

"Yes," Avery said, his head almost lowered to the table. "After further study in Azkaban, they have all acquired special skills, such as brewing potions, growing herbs, processing alchemical materials, etc. After they leave Azkaban, as long as they are willing, they can find a decent job."

Azkaban?

Further studies?

Voldemort frowned. He felt like he was listening to a mystery. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't figure out how these two words were connected.

Is this still the magical world that I am familiar with?

How come it suddenly became so strange!

I only stayed in the Albanian forest for a few years, not decades.

In fact, it is not surprising that Voldemort was confused. After all, the transformation of Azkaban lasted only two years, and during this time, he had been staying in the Albanian forest and had been completely cut off from the British wizarding world.

It had only been a year since Peter and Barty Jr. found him. Moreover, one of them had been a pet in Hogwarts for a long time, and the other had been locked up at home as a prisoner for a long time. They didn't know much about the changes in Azkaban.

After finding Voldemort, they focused all their attention on resurrecting him, and naturally did not notice the changes that Azkaban had brought to the wizarding world.

Seeing Voldemort frowning, many Death Eaters present felt a little short of breath. There was nothing they could do about it; they also contributed to Knockturn Alley becoming what it is now.

After being transformed in Azkaban, those scum were transformed into an excellent labor force, so these pure-blood families naturally had no reason to let them go.

Among these Death Eaters, Lucius felt the most guilty because he provided the most jobs, recruited the most people, and gained the greatest benefits.

"Master," he couldn't sit still and took the initiative to explain, "The population loss in Knockturn Alley is very serious. Our shop in Knockturn Alley has not seen anyone for a long time. Only wizards who want to find contraband items will patronize it occasionally. All this is because of Sebastian."

"He colluded with the Ministry of Magic and used Dementors to force those who entered Azkaban to undergo labor reform, making huge profits without paying a single gold Galleon."

"In addition, his Swann Alchemy also purchases potions, herbs, alchemy raw materials, etc. without limit, so the entire magic world wants to get a piece of the pie and is recruiting workers everywhere..."

With Lucius's detailed explanation, Voldemort slowly figured out the specific reasons, which made him even more angry.

"I understand." A mocking look appeared on his face. "The training method in Azkaban is much more efficient than that in Hogwarts."

"Severus, you professors still need to work harder, otherwise I am worried that in a few decades, Azkaban will completely replace Hogwarts."

"Avery," his voice turned cold, "If you can't recruit enough people in Knockturn Alley, then you can go to other countries to recruit people and smuggle them over. We need a large number of combat forces to expand our forces. Remember, next time I will only ask for results."

He sneered and ignored Avery, instead shifting his gaze to a well-dressed man: "Yaxley, any news about Karkaroff?"

"Master, I have found out that Karkaroff was secretly imprisoned in Azkaban by Fudge. Since Karkaroff's matter involves you, Fudge does not seem to intend to investigate further."

After being named by Voldemort, the Death Eater named Yaxley hurriedly lowered his head and respectfully reported the latest news to Voldemort.

"So that's how it is. I thought that idiot was afraid to see me."

Voldemort's scarlet eyes revealed a cruel smile, which made all the Death Eaters shudder.

"Besides that idiot Karkaroff, there are many loyal servants in Azkaban waiting for me to rescue them."

"Master..." Lucius' heart moved, and he asked tentatively, "Are you planning to attack Azkaban and liberate those companions?"

"Of course," Voldemort smiled, "but not now. We need to accumulate strength and cannot be exposed for the time being."

"Yaxley, the Dementors must fall to our side. You work at the Ministry of Magic, and there are many opportunities for you to come into contact with Dementors. I need you to convince them when the time is right."

"Also, Severus just said that Fudge and Dumbledore have fallen out. This is a good opportunity. You should help Fudge create some trouble for Dumbledore. It would be best if you can ruin Dumbledore's reputation and make him lose people's trust."

"I will definitely live up to my mission!" Yaxley said immediately.

"Very good," Voldemort turned his gaze away from him and looked at another Death Eater, "McNeill, you often deal with magical creatures. I need you to find the giant and convince those brainless guys to join our great cause."

"As you wish, my lord."

"Also," Voldemort glanced at the Death Eaters, "I need someone to convince the werewolves. It would be best if Fenrir Greyback could lead those hairy beasts to form an army and serve me."

Fenrir?

It seems like I haven't heard from this guy for a long time. Could he be dead?

The Death Eaters present looked at each other, and no one dared to take the initiative to take on this task.

Seeing that no one spoke, Voldemort didn't care and directly assigned the task to Lucius.

"Our ranks need to be expanded, Death Eaters, and I need you to make this a top priority."

"Sir," Snape took the initiative to speak, "Sebastian conquered the Forbidden Forest by force, and has been endlessly plundering magical materials from those magical animals. As far as I know, the group of Acromantulas has been dissatisfied for a long time."

"I am confident that I can convince the group of Acromantulas to contribute to your service, my Lord."

A swarm of giant eight-eyed spiders!

Has Hagrid's pets developed a group in the Forbidden Forest?

Very well, these ferocious dark creatures should be of use to me.

Voldemort grinned with satisfaction: "Severus, you always bring me surprises. I'll leave the Acromantula swarm to you."

"But don't worry, this card should be kept until the critical moment." He waved his hand gently at the Death Eaters, "Today's meeting ends here, everyone go back and rest."

Looking at the Death Eaters filing out, Voldemort felt something in his heart.

"Lucius, please stay here first. I have something to ask you alone."