Chapter 494: The Fall of Azkaban

Owner?

what's the situation!

Does Karkaroff have an owner?

Hearing Karkaroff's roar, most of the prisoners were confused and didn't know what he was going on about.

However, some clever prisoners thought of the reason why Karkaroff was sent to Azkaban and his other identity as a Death Eater.

So, his master is——a mysterious person? !

Merlin, this can't be true?

Hasn't the Ministry of Magic always denied that the You-Know-Who has returned?

Moreover, Fudge had always claimed with certainty that he had arranged for Dementors to patrol and had not noticed any movement.

Could it be that Fudge secretly joined the mysterious man?

This would explain clearly why the Dementors reacted this way.

After thinking of this, the prisoners began to tremble. They didn't even have the strength to stand up. They collapsed to the ground along the cold wall.

Even so, they would still stretch out their hands and cover their mouths tightly, for fear that they would not be able to hold back a scream and then die unjustly at the hands of a mysterious man.

Under the horrified gaze of the crowd, a mysterious man in a black robe walked slowly through the long corridor and came to the outside of Karkaroff's cell.

Looking at the excited Karkaroff, a trace of barely perceptible disdain flashed in Voldemort's eyes, but he did not show anything. He just gently waved his snakewood staff and opened the lock on the cell door.

Seeing this, Karkaroff no longer hesitated, opened the iron gate, rolled and crawled to Voldemort's feet, and kissed his robes madly.

"Merciful master...Little Batty didn't lie to me, you are really back!"

"I didn't expect that you would come to such a dirty place to save us in person."

To be honest, Karkaroff's heart was not as fanatical as he had shown before.

As a former traitor, he was not sure whether the moody mysterious man would give him an "Avada Kedavra" the first time he saw him.

He was just gambling on a way to survive, a way to leave Azkaban completely, so he used all his acting skills to show his fanaticism in the hope that the mysterious man would spare his life.

"Of course, Karkaroff," Voldemort smiled and helped him up enthusiastically. "I will not forget any servant who is loyal to me. Moreover, you helped me resurrect, and I always remember that."

"Owner......"

Hearing Voldemort's comfort, Karkaroff's heart was completely relieved.

Great, survived!

I can now leave this cage with a clear conscience.

Fuck Azkaban, fuck my blessings, I never have to brew potions again and never have to work so hard again.

Karkaroff quickly squeezed out a few tears of emotion and bent down deeply: "Master, Bella and the others are imprisoned in a deeper place. They have also been waiting for your return."

Voldemort nodded. He knew Azkaban very well and knew that the Ministry of Magic would lock some of the most vicious prisoners in the deepest part of Azkaban.

Moreover, according to Yaxley's information, he knew the location of Bella and others very well, but he was not prepared to go any further.

He waved his hand at Karkaroff and said softly, "I have sent the python to pick them up. We can do something else during this time."

As he spoke, he gently waved the snake-wood staff, and in an instant, all the prison doors burst open.

Voldemort was not so kind to these minions. If it were not for expanding his team, he would not even bother to look at them.

"Surrender or die!"

Listening to Voldemort's bone-chilling words, the prisoners present felt extremely bitter.

We just came to Azkaban for further studies, we didn't plan to risk our lives, so how did we get on board without knowing why?

Karkaroff's roommate Bob was going crazy.

I will be released from prison in two weeks, why now?

I don't want to hang out with a mysterious person, I just want to be a good person.

However, no matter how reluctant Bob was in his heart, he dared not show any sign on his face. He could only kneel on the ground with the others and shout "Long live the Dark Lord" madly.

The python was very efficient. In just five minutes, it brought up the Death Eaters from the depths of Azkaban.

Walking in the front was Bella, followed by her husband Rodolphus Lestrange, as well as the Carrow siblings who were arrested for causing a riot in the Quidditch camp, Antonin Dolohov, and others.

As soon as she saw Voldemort, Bella accelerated wildly, with disheveled hair and stumbling to Voldemort's feet.

"I knew long ago that you must still be alive, Master. I knew you would come back one day!"

Bella's face was full of fanaticism. She raised her head while shouting and looked at Voldemort obsessively, like a pet waiting for its owner's praise.

"You're doing great, Bella. I can feel your devotion."

Voldemort stretched out his hands and helped Bella up, making Bella's face even more excited.

Then, he looked around at the Death Eaters who were listless but had fanatical eyes, smiled a little, and greeted them warmly.

"Welcome, my most loyal friends, you will be free today."

"Come on, I'll spend Christmas with you and announce our return openly to the Ministry of Magic."

Bella's face was full of enthusiasm and she immediately showed a crazy smile. No matter what decision Voldemort made, she would fully support it.

"Master, are we going to attack the Ministry of Magic now? Wouldn't that be a bit risky..." Rodolphus Lestrange frowned and hesitated for a long time, but finally he gritted his teeth and asked.

Although his heart burned with hatred for the Ministry of Magic and he wished he could raze it to the ground, his reason told him that they had just escaped from Azkaban and were in a very bad condition.

More importantly, there was a serious problem - they had no magic wand!

For such a team to rashly attack the heavily guarded Ministry of Magic would be like throwing an egg against a rock...

As soon as he finished speaking, Bella rushed up and grabbed Rodolphus' neck, with anger almost bursting out of her eyes.

"Are you questioning the master's decision, Rodolphus?" Her voice was sharp and crazy, and every word pierced the air like a sharp blade, and the threat was self-evident. It was as if the other party was not her husband at all, but an enemy.

"No, that's not what I meant." Rodolphus ignored Bella's questioning and looked into Voldemort's eyes. "I'm just worried that our poor condition will affect His Excellency's great cause and even hinder His Excellency's progress."

Hearing this, Voldemort smiled slightly: "Don't get excited, Bella, I can feel that Rodolphus's loyalty is no less than yours."

"Master," Karkaroff also spoke at the right time, "the room connected to the Ministry of Magic uses the principle of the Vanishing Cabinet. There are always Aurors guarding the opposite side..."

"It doesn't matter," Voldemort waved his hand and said nonchalantly, "The Ministry of Magic has already made arrangements."

"Pack up your team and follow me. I have a gift waiting for all of you at the Ministry of Magic."