In the next four days, no dementors appeared. Even all the cells on this corridor did not dare to appear. The dozens of dementors in the Azkaban were destroyed by Wang Yao, and the rest did not dare to come forward.

Although Wang Yao was very curious about how the dementor, a soulless terrifying monster, had the emotion of retreating and fearing.

He lived a very stable life these four days and had nothing to harass Wang Yao. Of course, except for the woman in black robe. Due to the existence of the woman in black robe, Wang Yao could not absorb the blood of the monster. He was idle all day long and visited the entire Azkaban, and even ran outside to sit on the reef and blew the sea breeze, but no dementor dared to stop him.

The deserted island is worthy of its name, with only stones and sea reefs.

Azkaban Wizard Prison has 164 cells, 103 of which are empty, and the rest are all walking dead or mentally broken wizards. After Wang Yao failed to communicate with a seemingly rational strong man, he gave up his plan to continue communication.

Being imprisoned at Azkaban, they must be extremely evil people. If they release it recklessly, they will only increase the variables. Who knows which one of them will be the Death Eater?

The wizard loses his wand, but it will only prevent most of the magic power from exerting its due effect, rather than losing its magic power. It occupies the light of the woman in the black robe. He has been eating the food transformed by women for the past four days. Although it is rich, it always feels that there is something missing from the taste. But it is not a problem to use it to satisfy hunger. This is much better than the canned fruits of Silent Hill.

Thinking of this, Wang Yao couldn't help but think of the canned beef mixed in a pile of canned fruits. After opening it, the rotten smell penetrated into his nostrils. Balls of meat were soaked in turbid, sticky and smelly water, like maggots in thin shit. After enduring the nausea, Wang Yao almost vomited it out.

"It must be Danny who deliberately tricked me." Wang Yao shook his head and smiled, feeling sad. Nearly three months have passed, and everything that happened in Silent Hill is vivid in my mind. Whenever I think of Danny who fell in the nurse and the deep white marks on his neck, Wang Yao felt a little confused. After the second violent riot, it made him feel emotionally unstable and he had a faint urge to explode.

The woman in black robe glanced at Wang Yao who was talking to herself in confusion. The contradictory feelings emanated from him made her inexplicable.

Time flies and the fifth day is coming, in the evening, Snape appears and brings news to Wang Yao, who is sitting on the reef and blowing the sea breeze and watching the sunset.

Fire clouds filled the sky, and the sunset was half exposed in the distant sea level, emitting the last heat. A black robe and black hair were shaking by the wind. Snape stood behind Wang Yao, his cold tone was stained with the red afterglow, as if he also had a hint of warmth.

"Professor Dumbledore asked me to pick you up."

Wang Yao turned his head and looked up at Snape's pale face and hooked nose. Snape came over and was unexpected.

"Where is Harry?"

"The three of them will sneak into the trapdoor guarded by the three-headed dog tonight."

Sure enough... he knew everything. Dumbledore's old face appeared in Wang Yao's mind and he twitched. Is the game about to end?

The fog was faintly blown away. At least it has been cleared that the game was Dumbledore. Everything that guided Harry and the other three to return to the plot was not the 236 man, but Dumbledore.

"If it's okay, we'll go back now." The light blue flying carpet hovering above the two of them fell at their feet. Snape stood up and invited Wang Yao.

Wang Yao raised his eyebrows slightly. The Ministry of Magic stipulated that flying carpets were strictly prohibited from entering the UK, but not only the Aurors of the Law Department were used, but now Snape has also used them. Although this is to make it more convenient for him to ride.

"Wait a minute!" Wang Yao stepped out and suddenly stopped. He frowned, and a hint of surprise and confusion appeared on his little face.

"Is there anything else?"

"No...no." Wang Yao always felt that he had forgotten something important, but he couldn't remember it anyway. His eyes bypassed Snape, stared at Azkaban under the sunset for a long time before he stepped onto the flying carpet.

The flying carpet floated and flew towards the direction where Hogwarts was.

Inside Azkaban, the sunset shines in through the small window, adding a touch of vitality to this cold and silent prison.

On a long corridor, a group of dementors surrounded a cell without a door. These monsters that absorb human emotions and memories and make the wizards look scared to talk about it actually showed the ministers' awe of the emperor. They were afraid of the dark shadows in the cell without a door.

On the haystack, the woman in black robe raised her head slightly, her hood slid down, revealing a delicate jaw. Her eyes seemed to pass through the prison wall and look at something in the sky.

The stars shifted, the afterglow dissipated, and the sun disappeared on the horizon. On the other hand, a half-full moon slowly rose, sprinkling moonlight.

Above the flying carpet, there are mountains in the distance, and the moonlight is covered with silver light. There is no fire, and below is a wild area. In the distance, Hogwarts, which stands halfway up the mountain, is brightly lit.

20:50

One hour and twenty minutes have passed since supper.

"Is it too risky for us to do this?" Ron watched the two of them busy preparing back and forth, and spoke out to dissuade them. "We must at least wait for Wang Yao to come back."

Hermione sat on Wang Yao's bed, stroked the young owl with her little hand, and said to Ron: "Yesterday the little guy brought Wang Yao news, he asked us to set off tonight."

"Will there be a prison in Azkabanli?! That might be Snape's trick, so he can sneak in with us."

"Snape is not a bad guy." Harry spoke at this time and told him everything Wang Yao told him.

"How come he even knows this..."

"You can't go, coward." Hermione disliked the timid Ron and spoke sarcastic.

"Who said I dare not!" Ron thrust his neck, his tone full of sarcastic expression: "Go and go! Wang Yao is also my friend, of course I will trust him, just out of caution!"

The three little guys argued, but in the end, no one retreated. After they were ready, they used their invisible cloak to sneak out of the dormitory and set out for the third floor restricted area.

The Magic Tower of Hogwarts, with Dumbledore's office on the top floor.

The round office wall was hung with photos of previous principals, each moving, even talking to each other. They were very quiet, avoiding noises in Dumbledore sitting in front of a long-legged oak table with many documents and books.

Dumbledore wore a nearly floor-mopping white wool pajamas, with a blue nightcap covered with white dots. Half-moon glasses were framed on the bridge of the hooked nose.

Behind it, a shelf is placed with a grey and patched branch hat, and a Gryffindor sword is placed in a glass box next to it. Behind the door, a gilded perched branch is a fiery red feather that looks like a parrot but is bigger, and is tidying his feathers. It is Dumbledore's pet.

Phoenix Fox.
Chapter completed!