Cornelly Fudge's memory was not very good, but he could not forget the name of the wizard in front of him - Sirius Black.

He was the deputy director of the Department of Magical Accidents and Disasters. When he came to deal with magical accidents, he happened to meet Sirius standing there laughing wildly;

Based on the judgment at that time, he determined that it was Sirius who killed Peter Pettigrew, and promoted the subsequent related events, sending Sirius directly to Azkaban;

It was precisely because of this political achievement that he was able to defeat his opponent with a slight advantage many years later and obtain the position of Minister of Magic;

In a way, perhaps he should thank Sirius...

"Give me that..." Sirius' voice came again.

Cornelius Fudge raised the Daily Prophet and said condescendingly: "You want this? What are you going to do?"

Sirius said calmly: "I want to play a crossword puzzle... There is nothing here..."

Such a calm voice made Cornelius Fudge feel like being struck by lightning, and a chill rose in his heart.

His hand shook subconsciously, and the Daily Prophet fell to the ground. Sirius stretched out his arm, his shoulder easily passed through the iron railing, and grabbed the Daily Prophet in his hand.

Sirius stuffed the Daily Prophet into his arms like a vicious dog protecting its food, and went directly to the window to read it in the weak light.

Cornelius Fudge felt even more uneasy, and hurriedly called a guard over, "Go! Bring me the newspaper!"

"Fall to the ground!" The guard nodded, and directly pulled out his wand to cast a coma spell.

With a flash of red light, Sirius hit the wall, and the Daily Prophet in his hand fell to the ground.

"Does he usually do this?" Cornelius Fudge asked.

"Wingardium Leviosa!" The guard cast a levitation spell and slowly picked up the Daily Prophet. "He wouldn't be like this normally... Normally he would just say 'I killed them'..."

"Abnormal! Too abnormal!" Cornelius Fudge muttered, "Remember to keep an eye on him!"

The guard quickly stood at attention and agreed with his head held high: "Yes! Minister Fudge!"

...

"No wonder the Dementors are so agitated today... I guess they haven't eaten such a good meal..."

"Gilderoy Lockhart... My wife loves his books, but luckily he's a liar!"

"Haha! Now that you see him being tortured, you feel relieved..."

"That's true. I guess he'll be like the other prisoners in a month at most..."

"Just don't be like Black... It was really scary just now!"

"I was with Pride at that time Luo handed over the work... What happened?"

"It was the Daily Prophet that we didn't hide well. Wasn't it snatched away by Fudge? I don't know what happened later... It was snatched away by Black again... Fudge was scared at the time..."

"He should be scared. I heard that many people are dissatisfied with him now... If there is any accident again, I am afraid he will have to bid farewell to the position of Minister..."

"That is also a short-lived Minister. How long has he been in office? Has any wizard stepped down earlier than him?"

"I don't know... It's all returned to Hogwarts. I just remember how to cast spells. Who will remember the history of magic..."

"There are so many Dementors in Azkaban. It shouldn't be possible for something to happen, right?"

"Yes! This is the point! No one can escape from here!"

A series of voices gradually made Sirius regain consciousness...

Chapter 74 He is in Hogwarts!

Sirius used all his strength to turn over. The pain from his body was so real that he wanted to thank the guard who knocked him out.

If he hadn't been hit by the pain of the Stunning Curse, he would have definitely thought that everything that had just happened was a dream.

He recalled the picture in the Daily Prophet, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "He's in Hogwarts! He's in Hogwarts!"

He murmured in a low voice, and the outline of a plan emerged in his mind - he was going to leave from here and find that person!

Unconsciously, a tear slipped from the corner of his eye, and it seemed to slide down his waxy cheek and onto the floor.

He quickly reached out and swallowed this precious tear into his stomach.

He had to save every bit of resources to ensure that he could complete the jailbreak and find the damn traitor!

A Dementor appeared, and as soon as the guard opened the cell door for it, it couldn't wait to get in, hovering above Sirius, constantly absorbing the faint happiness.

The happiness was so faint, but so long, as if it could hardly absorb it completely no matter how hard it absorbed it.

Even so, Sirius couldn't stand it. With a strange "cluck" sound of breathing, he fainted again.

Even so, his murmurs did not stop, and he kept uttering weak sounds, "He's in Hogwarts! He's in Hogwarts!"

...

Sirius had a long dream, like a beautiful dream. He returned to Hogwarts in the scorching sun. He could catch the damn traitor with just a pinch of his hand;

But the traitor escaped again. He kept chasing him, passing through the dark forbidden forest. The surroundings became darker and darker, as if he had chased him from day to night;

The traitor disappeared, and a small house appeared in the endless night. It was James's house;

He took a few steps forward, and it seemed that as long as he did so, he could see Lily holding Harry and James making faces through the warm light;

He discovered to his horror that he was wrong. He was getting further and further away from the hut. Even though the hut looked close at hand, he could not take another step forward;

He wanted to reach the doorknob, slap himself hard in front of James and Lily, and then tell who the traitor was;

It was too late, the traitor appeared in front of him, and there was a slender figure standing next to him. The figure was wearing a black cloak, like the god of death harvesting souls;

The figure moved and took the lead in pointing the wand at James. The fierce green light bloomed like thunder, destroying everything in an instant!

"I killed them!"

Sirius opened his eyes suddenly, and out of the corner of his eye he caught a glimpse of a tattered cloak. It was the Dementor who had finally sucked away his only happiness.

As the joy continues to disappear, his dreams turn into nightmares.

But it also reminded him that he was still a sinner, even if he caught the traitor, he would still be a sinner;

If it weren't for his self-righteousness, if James and the others hadn't trusted themselves too much, all this tragedy would never have happened!

This is also the reason why he lives in Azkaban. Death is a relief for him. He needs to live to endure the torture of dementors;

He hoped that it could continue like this. It would be best if he could die later so that he could endure more torture. This was the punishment he deserved...

If that's the case, then why do you want to leave here and just stay and receive punishment...

Sirius suddenly got excited and murmured again, "He's at Hogwarts! He's at Hogwarts!"

One of the effects of being absorbed by a dementor is that he will become negative. He needs to resist this negativity and strengthen his own ideas.

The traitor stayed with the Weasley family, and counting the time, not only the Weasley children, but also Harry should have entered school...

Since the traitor is in Hogwarts, Harry will definitely be harmed...

That's James and Lily's child, that's his godson...

He needs to get out of Azkaban!

He needs to get out of Azkaban!

The Dementor is back, hovering above Sirius again, making a weird "gurgling" sound, and once again squeezing out the sudden positive emotions;

For Dementors, happiness is just delicious food. There are many other foods it can absorb. All kinds of positive emotions are its food, and the soul is the ultimate delicacy.

"Have you noticed that Blake seems to have changed..."

"What has changed? Hasn't it been like a corpse all day long, lying there motionless?"

"He seems to be talking in his sleep, shouting something like 'He's at Hogwarts' all day long..."

"Is it... okay? Record this abnormality and report it to the Ministry of Magic!"

"Also, he has become more diligent in eating. Before, he would wait until the food was spoiled and get maggots before picking it up and swallowing it. I thought he had pica..."

"Maybe it's a special hobby of the pure-blood family... Don't worry too much. Could he still escape from Azkaban? Dementors are smarter than us!"

"That's also true... Dementors have been visiting Black's place recently. It seems there is still value left to be extracted..."

"It's really scary! After being imprisoned for so many years, the only one who can still attract dementors to visit frequently is Lestrange..."

"That Lestrange is a lunatic. He shouts every day, 'The Dark Lord will find his most loyal servant.' How long has the mysterious man been dead? How can he still fake his body?"

After an unknown amount of time, Sirius was finally ready.

Not only does he need to be thin enough, but he also needs to be strong enough to escape from here.

Taking advantage of the break when the Dementors were patrolling other places, he transformed into a thin black dog and climbed up the iron bars of the window with brisk movements.

He desperately used his faith to control the instinct from the black dog, jumped up suddenly, and landed on the mass grave outside Azkaban.

Bang!

This is a place used to deal with dead prisoners. He fell on a flat ground and made a small pit. There was a buried skeleton under the pit.

Not only did this cause him unspeakable pain, but the sound also alerted the dementors, which floated over the mass graves.

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