Chapter 397: Waves of the Times and Supercilious Eyes

Wow~~

wow~~~

The chain rattled, and the two Aurors held one end each. The huge metal lock ring clasped Anton's hands, which looked so strong that it was impossible to break free.

Anton walked upstairs step by step, only then did he realize that Azkaban was extraordinarily large.

There are not only serious criminals imprisoned here, but also a large number of short-term prisoners. Some were locked up for raising Sphinxes (magic animals) privately, some were dressed as ghosts to burglary, and some were sentenced to half a year for attacking Ministry of Magic officials. , who put a Muggle neighbor in a kettle...

In addition to the amount of sentencing, the place of detention is also a consideration.

It's a completely different living experience in a cell in the Ministry of Magic building, or in Azkaban.

At least Anton didn't find the cells in the Ministry of Magic building very comfortable.

Looking out from the huge floor-to-ceiling windows next to the aisle on the third floor, a messy cemetery appeared in front of me. It is said that they all went crazy and died of hunger strike in Azkaban.

Oh~

Don't wonder why Azkaban has huge French windows.

Anton had collected all the information about it in the Hogwarts school library before, and Azkaban was not a prison in the earliest days.

A powerful wizard who calls himself Extis lives in seclusion in a castle on this small island.

According to records, Extis enjoyed torturing and killing sailors and pirates who passed through here for fun.

It was not until long after the wizard's death that the magic of the concealment protection failed that people discovered this place and the large number of dementors who had some kind of mysterious connection with the castle.

All dementors will retaliate against any attempt to destroy the castle.

In the end, the Ministry of Magic used magic to expand the interior of the castle and make these dementors into jailers.

In this way, the Ministry of Magic only needs to arrange a few Aurors to station here, which can easily save a lot of expenses, and can also firmly tie the dementors to death here.

After all, the Ministry of Magic doesn't have much to do with these dementors.

If the dementors are expelled, they will be distributed all over the world, posing a great challenge to the "Act of Wizarding Secrecy" and the safety of wizarding Muggles.

Ps: Kingsley Shaker, a member of the Order of the Phoenix, did this after he became the Minister of Magic. The reason was that he could not be so cruel to the prisoners, so the dementors who lost their restraints were everywhere except in the tropics.

Ps2: This kind of thing is similar to Hermione's desire to free the house elves.

Anton has reason to guess that the dementor is a man-made creature, created by the wizard Extis.

Just like the "Despicable Haierbo" invented the basilisk and the Horcrux, the top wizards will never give up their exploration of "life and death".

In fact, if there were as many basilisks as there were dementors, they would definitely be no less troublesome than the dementors.

"Anthony Weasley!" Someone in the passing cell recognized him.

The scruffy prisoner with a mouth full of broken teeth shook the railing frantically and roared, "Weasley, our king!"

Another person who watched the excitement and didn't think it was a big deal also shouted, "Weasley, our king!"

This kind of thing, except in school classes and bars in the city, can be found in every corner, regardless of age and identity, and it is the same in Azkaban.

What's more, people here are crazy because of the cold environment and dementors.

As a result, some prisoners who didn't know the truth also yelled.

The noisy and messy voice gradually became uniform as more and more people joined in, and the sound resounded throughout the castle.

"Weasley, our king!"

"Weasley, our king!"

"..."

The dementors are obviously happy to see this, such ups and downs of emotional changes are really delicious.

The two Aurors were able to scold at the beginning, but in the end they had to shut up obediently under such terrifying noise.

even……

They began to wonder if they were really holding a newborn big devil in their hands now.

After all, a lot of gossip is saying that 'Anthony is the third generation of Dark Lord trained by Dumbledore', and the reasons are more convincing than one.

For example - the respect received by dragon slayers often comes from the terrible ravages of evil dragons.

The young Auror's breathing became rapid, his eyes were full of fear, he slowly turned his neck mechanically, and glanced at Anton quietly.

But Anton was also smiling at him, his white teeth shining in the dark corridor, like the sharp teeth of a dragon.

If it hadn't been for years of Auror training, he would literally drop his chains now, squeal, and run wildly outside.

But even so, his hands were really shaking.

The chains rattled.

Oh~

Don't laugh at him either, the older Auror was shaking much more than he was, as if he had Parkinson's disease ahead of time.

Anton curled his lips and looked around helplessly.

Blindly coax a dick!

So, he walked step by step to the cell with the highest level of detention amidst the voices of countless people praising his great name.

All the Death Eaters were lying on the railing and staring blankly at him, listening to the shouts of the whole building, recalling the news that Anton said that Voldemort was killed by Dumbledore, they couldn't help being at a loss.

The Silent Man, August Rookwood, stood silently at the corner between the railing and the wall, his face full of boredom all day was a little sad-the man they were following might really be dead, and now he is dead. It's Weasley's time.

Looking at the two Aurors holding Anthony in chains, and looking at the dementors guarding Anton's back, he had such a clear understanding.

In fact, not only him, many people were silent.

It was as if there was a voice roaring in my ears, hey, you dregs of the old era, no one cares about your notoriety anymore, you are too old.

It's time to close the curtain.

It's as if when they were invincible, the so-called saints in the past became roles that no one cares about.

That was the time of their Death Eaters.

But...

It has only been closed for less than 12 or 13 years, has the world become like this?

In an instant, everyone was emo.

I don't know who roared heart-piercingly with an extremely complicated tone, "Weasley, our king!"

Everyone was stunned.

Bella's roar came from the depths of the prison corridor, "How dare you! How dare you betray our master! I will kill you! Kill you!!!"

That person just laughed crazily, heart-piercingly, and coughed, laughing so sadly.

These two voices echoed in the empty and cold corridor, and the voice of "Weasley, our king" could be heard faintly in the distance, as if the whole world had become darker, bit by bit every death eater Minds are devoured.

I don't know when or from which corner, a sobbing cry sounded.

It seems to be telling the end of an era.

Voldemort is dead, and King Weasley has donned a new crown of thorns.

The tide of the times has to make people feel emotional.

Anton didn't speak, but rolled his eyes, and was led by two Aurors to his cell, where he sat obediently in his place, continuing to think about the relationship between dementors and Azkaban Castle in his mind.

As for these Death Eaters, hehe, none of his business.

go aside.