Hogwarts: This wizard wants to improve too much

It was late July.

With the connivance of the Ministry of Magic, Mandel finally completed the task assigned by Voldemort.

Azkaban is a remote island isolated in the sea. There is no other way to get to the island except for the monthly transportation of supplies and the ships that change guards.

Due to various spells, Muggle ships and planes are naturally unable to go there, and there is no mark on the map.

The wizards' methods such as Apparition and Portkey cannot be used here.

In addition, only a few people in charge of this department know the specific information of the ships that change shifts and the location of the island.

The specific route is also known only to the captain, which further ensures the safety of Azkaban.

In addition to the Dementors as guards, this is why only Sirius has successfully escaped from Azkaban for many years.

In fact, whether it is escaping or robbing prison, it is too difficult.

Liverpool, midnight, outside an abandoned dock.

Mandel looked at Voldemort behind him carefully, and led the way respectfully in front.

After seeing the target of this trip, Mandel immediately pointed to the huge wooden three-masted sailing ship in front and said respectfully to Voldemort.

"Master, this is the ship to Azkaban."

"Good job!"

"Your mission is over!"

"Yes, Master!"

Mandel immediately stepped aside. He didn't want to go to Azkaban either. It was not a good place.

Besides, there was no benefit in doing more. On the contrary, if something went wrong, it would cost his life.

Seeing this, Voldemort waved his hand, indicating that he could withdraw, and then boarded the ship alone.

Mandel had already given me the information about the ship. I just needed to take down the guards who were changing shifts and a captain.

Even though he couldn't defeat the Balrog, Voldemort still took a few ordinary wizards seriously.

After boarding the ship, Voldemort went straight to the captain's room.

The cabin door was open. There was only an old man who was at least over 60 years old and a little thin, making preparations. He was not alert at all and didn't even notice Voldemort coming to the door.

But there was nothing I could do. Nothing had happened in so many years. There were many abandoned docks that looked quite ordinary in Liverpool, and they would not attract anyone's attention at all.

Voldemort didn't say anything and threw an Imperius Curse on him.

After all, he would have to rely on him to reach Azkaban later, so he naturally couldn't kill him.

After controlling the captain, Voldemort didn't act in a hurry.

Instead, he began to learn about the news on the ship and planned to have the captain trick the guards who were about to change shifts over and take care of them together.

Otherwise, even if he was absolutely sure of taking down those guards, it would still be easy for them to destroy the ship if he was not careful.

There was no way. This wooden three-masted sailing ship could be completely sunk to the bottom of the sea with just an explosive spell.

The result was beyond Voldemort's expectation. There were no guards on the ship heading to Azkaban for a shift change.

There was only a shipload of supplies shipped there to supply the guards and prisoners.

The reason was that the Ministry of Magic was quite busy recently, so the Ministry of Magic asked the guards in Azkaban to stay for another month before changing shifts next time.

Voldemort had no doubts about this result.

After all, under the Imperius Curse, everything about the captain was controlled by himself, and it was impossible for him to fool him.

What he just said was what he knew.

Besides, wasn't the Ministry of Magic busy because of him?

The logic was all right, but it was a pity that he couldn't vent.

Without a target to be solved, Voldemort naturally did not want to wait any longer, and immediately ordered the captain to start sailing.

Under the captain's operation, the three-masted sailing ship, which had an unknown number of years of history, just came to the deep water area, retracted the mast and sank to the bottom of the sea, and sailed rapidly on the bottom of the sea.

As a ship in the magic world, it was naturally modified, otherwise this antique from hundreds of years ago could not be operated by one person.

Time came to the early morning, a whirlpool appeared on the calm sea, and a huge three-masted sailing ship suddenly rose from the bottom of the sea.

It was fortunate that no Muggle saw it, otherwise it would be another ghost ship incident.

Here, it was not far from Azkaban.

Voldemort also came to the deck at this time.

It was just that the sun had risen from the sea level at this moment, but it was still drowsy here, and the sky was still covered with layers of dark clouds.

Even Voldemort was still in the dark clouds and saw something rolling inside.

As the ship approached, Voldemort even felt a hint of chill.

After undergoing human transformation, Voldemort's perception was quite good.

But when the ship arrived at the dock on the island of Azkaban, no guards came to greet him.

This made Voldemort feel strange.

According to common sense, every time this time comes, the guards are the happiest.

Even if they can't change shifts this time, they still have the necessary supplies delivered.

With a hint of doubt, Voldemort came to the dock and headed towards the interior of Azkaban.

I originally wanted to catch two wizard guards here to lead the way, but it was a pity.

As for the captain, he was left on the ship by Voldemort. Voldemort had questioned him enough on the ship, and the other party was not familiar with Azkaban.

It was mainly because of the Dementors. Every time he came, he didn't get off the ship. He returned directly after unloading the goods.

On the way to the interior of the island, there were many Dementors along the way, and there was not a single wizard guard..

Are their guards so lax?

Or is there something wrong here?

But since they are here, even if there is a problem, Voldemort cannot return.

How could he know that Amelia Bones had already arranged everything.

There are no guards changing shifts, because Amelia Bones does not want innocent sacrifices.

The captain needs to shoulder the mission of going back and forth and can save his life, but guarding is a tool for Voldemort to vent his desire for killing.

Even the guards in Azkaban are now gathered together with the Aurors who arrived in advance.

The Dementors were also ordered not to attack in advance.

Even all this was not told to the captain who came today.

He thought that this was just a simple material delivery mission.

After all, he was the only one who knew nothing, so he could hide it from Voldemort.

Fortunately, the island where Azkaban is located is not big, and Voldemort did not search for long before he saw a group of buildings.

There is no wall, only the Dementors floating in the sky as guards, and the Dementors did not attack him.

Just as Voldemort stepped into this place, he smelled a foul odor, and there were some crazy words coming from not far away.

Even if he was such a crazy person, he felt that the person who made this sound might be a crazy woman.

When he came to a cell, he saw that the cold and damp stone building was covered with moss, and it was also extremely dirty inside.

There were two prisoners in this cell. Both of them were leaning against the wall with disheveled hair and dirty faces. Their hair covered their entire faces, and they could not recognize who they were at all.

But these two prisoners recognized Voldemort, which was really too recognizable. (To read the most exciting novels, go to Faloo Novel Network!)

In the entire wizarding world, besides Voldemort, there are others who can look like this.

So much so that, after not seeing each other for more than ten years, they were tortured by Dementors and were in a trance, but they were still able to recognize Voldemort the first time they met.

"Master, you are finally here to save us. I knew, I knew, you would definitely come to save us..."

This voice was like a fuse, and the whole Azkaban was boiling in an instant. Countless iron fences were shaking and clanging, and sharp and hoarse male and female voices were laughing and screaming crazily, and there were sounds of constantly hitting the cage with their bodies.

Sure enough, these are the Death Eaters who are loyal to them. What kind of people are those outside?

With some excitement, Voldemort tapped the wand in his hand, and the iron cell door opened with a "pop".

The two prisoners imprisoned here ran out immediately, knelt at Voldemort's feet, and were about to kiss Voldemort's shoes.

After doing all this, Voldemort personally helped them up. Although he was a little disgusted, he still had to show his attitude.

After all, it is a bit difficult for me to absorb fresh blood now, and I still have to rely on these loyal old subordinates.

The two who stood up also lifted up their messy hair that had not been trimmed for more than ten years, revealing their thin and filthy faces, and their eye sockets were deeply sunken.

"Charles, Olier, I'm here to take you home!"

The Dark Mark on each Death Eater was set by Voldemort himself, so he knew everyone.

Even though he is now too thin to be a human figure, he can still see some of his original shadow.

"Fourteen years... Master... Do you still remember my name..."

The two people who were named were particularly excited. []

Those who can be arrested in Azkaban are all Voldemort's diehards.

What else can make them more excited than being remembered by Voldemort?

"Of course, I will never forget anyone who is loyal to me."

This answer caused deafening cheers from the surrounding cells. Those who didn't know thought that this was a fan meeting!

Later, Voldemort did not take action himself, but handed the task to Charles and Olier, who had just been released by him, and gave them a wand.

The two who got the wand did not say a word and immediately took action to rescue the captured Death Eaters one by one.

The efficiency was quite good. In less than half an hour, all the Death Eaters imprisoned in Azkaban were rescued.

There were a total of 79 people. Although the number was not large, this force was not small.

You know, the Auror force of Great Britain is not much more than them.

And most of these people were elite among the Aurors in their heyday.

"My loyal friends, congratulations on regaining your freedom!"

Standing in the open space, Voldemort, with his hands behind his back, looked at the group of people and said loudly. .

"I knew you would come to save me... I knew there would be this day..."

Pushing aside the compatriots in front of her and forcing her way out, Bellatrix came to Voldemort and shouted wildly, and bent down to kiss Voldemort's shoes.

She looked like a beast in heat, and her husband, the great enemy Rodolphus Lestrange, still looked at Voldemort fanatically, not minding that his wife, who was married in public, made such a gesture in public.

It was just this voice that Voldemort recognized, it was the voice of the crazy woman just now.

After helping Bellatrix up, Voldemort handed the wand he had prepared in advance to her.

Let her distribute these wands one by one.

To prepare wands, Voldemort naturally prepared enough for this trip.

Anyway, this task was given to subordinates to complete, and Voldemort didn't need to worry about it himself.

After receiving the wand, every Death Eater had a stained face full of excitement.

They had waited for this day for too long.

If they were not unwilling to admit Voldemort's failure and believed that he would come back one day, they would have collapsed long ago after saving themselves and others.

After all, this is not a prison like the Muggle world, where they can just do some labor.

What they need to face is the Dementors, which will make people feel despair every time.

In the past ten years, they have no idea how many times they have been absorbed by the Dementors.

After getting the wand, Rodolphus Lestrange was not interested in his wife, but studied the wand instead.

"This wand is not easy to use!"

After the magic power flowed on it, Rodolphus Lestrange came to this conclusion.

Although most wands in this world can be used as soon as they are obtained, they also pay attention to compatibility. Suitable wands can often burst out greater power.

Those wands that are not well matched can be used, but they are not smooth and have certain repulsion, and they cannot exert much power. This is also the reason why most people use a wand until they die.

And these are the wands that Voldemort ordered Lucius to prepare.

Buying in bulk on the black market, can you still expect to get any good goods? If you can release spells stably without backfire, it will be qualified.

"Indeed!"

Bellatrix, who was playing with the wand, also nodded in agreement.

The wand is your most loyal and reliable weapon. You must change it to a suitable one after returning.

After the others got familiar with the wand, they put it away. In front of the Dark Lord, they dared not be too presumptuous.

After the scene was quiet for a while, Voldemort cast a loud spell on his throat:

"Now the guard of Azkaban is yours, and everything will be avenged by you."

"Dark Lord!"

"Dark Lord!"

"Dark Lord!".