Hogwarts' Wizarding Throne

In front of the conical dark brown tower, four Aurors who received the news in advance were standing bored.

"Didn't they say that an important person would come to visit the prison today? Why hasn't he come yet?"

"What's the hurry? Didn't we see the wooden boat just now? Look, those monsters with noses like dogs are going to receive the guests?"

"Hey, can't you see that I'm just making small talk? Don't you know how boring this hellhole of Azkaban is?"

"Okay, you're right. Hey, look, what a powerful Patronus!"

The other three Aurors looked in the direction pointed by the exclaiming Auror, and all took a breath.

I saw a mighty and domineering, silver-white and purple-covered, long snake Patronus with wings on its back, chasing the Dementors near the seaside like chasing chickens everywhere.

And more Dementors covered with rags seemed to be provoked. Hundreds of Dementors stationed outside flew to the seaside together, and the sky seemed to be covered with a layer of rags.

Good fellow, the Dementors were fearless in the face of the battle, but the speed at which they flew back was as if they were being chased by ghosts.

Even though these evil creatures that can bring fear and despair to people don't have facial features, you can see that they are all in a panic at this moment.

Occasionally, one or two of them flew slowly in the back, and were slapped to death by the huge, domineering, and electric Patronus.

So cruel!

Run, guys!

Looking at the dense Dementors in the sky, they all flew towards the back of the tower, as if they were escaping.

The four Aurors swallowed their saliva at the same time.

"Sure enough, he is a big, big shot."

"This, this is, a Patronus? It's a little different from what I use."

"So he is a big shot, and you can only guard the prison."

"You, you..."

As Shaw's Yinglong Patronus approached the tower, the nearby Dementors had already run away.

Harry followed closely behind him, with so many little stars in his eyes.

"Chief, you are so amazing."

Shaw didn't care.

"It's okay. You can learn this Patronus Charm when you have time. It should be suitable for you."

Harry's eyes lit up. He was very confident in Shaw's judgment.

His own disarming spell, the other party knew it was his life spell at a glance.

And the dazzling double-winged flying snake in the sky was more gorgeous than the disarming spell. Which wizard doesn't want it?

Shaw and Harry came to the entrance of the tower, and four Aurors hurried forward to greet them.

"Welcome to Azkaban."*4.

Shaw was speechless. These people must have been stupid as guards here.

Who would welcome people to Azkaban?

Shaw didn't waste any words. After removing the Patronus, he took out the visiting order approved by the Ministry of Magic from the ring and spread the parchment for the four people to see.

"I'm Shor Black. Please take me to the serious criminal area. I'm visiting Sirius Black."

Although the four were intimidated by Shor's force, they were sent to this remote place as guards.

They must have offended their superiors. They were either too straightforward with low emotional intelligence or too stupid.

So the four took the visiting order without any expression and carefully reviewed it.

Shor was surprised, but he suddenly admired these people, but he didn't express anything immediately.

After the four confirmed that everything was correct, one of them picked up a kerosene lamp from the corner and extended his hand to invite.

"Mr. Black, please follow me. By the way, my name is Tansangs."

The other three had no intention of trying to please Shor, and turned around to do their own things.

Shor and Harry followed Tansangs in the wide but dimly lit corridor, with only the faint kerosene lamp lighting the way ahead.

After a few steps, the few of them walked up the narrow spiral staircase. It was even more depressing here. Harry couldn't help but lean towards Shaw.

He felt more and more that Azkaban was not a good place.

The three of them passed by the light-crime prisoner area on the first to third floors, and Shaw had no interest in going in to take a look.

However, there were sad songs and howling cries from inside, which would probably be very creepy to hear in the middle of the night.

Light-crime prisoners had less happiness absorbed by Dementors, so they had the strength to do these things.

The heavy-crime prisoner area was really dead silent, with only slight breathing and painful throat sounds of "ho ho".

On both sides of the wide corridor, there were single cells with black fences. The Dementors that were originally densely packed here might have received the news and had already run away.

Shaw followed Tansance to the innermost part and looked at the heavy-crime prisoners in the cells they passed by. They all had messy hair and were extremely sloppy.

Some of them stared at the ceiling with lifeless eyes, some of them laughed foolishly with crazy expressions, and some of them collapsed on the ground and it was unclear whether they were dead or alive.

The only good thing about the prison in the magic world isIt was probably a good place for hygiene.

Shaw did not smell any stench or mold here.

The three of them came to a cell near the inside. Tansangs stopped and pointed to a thin figure with messy hair crawling on the ground.

"Mr. Black, this is Sirius."

Shaw looked at Sirius on the ground and saw that his body seemed to tremble slightly. He turned to Tansangs and said.

"I have some family secrets to ask. Please wait 20 meters away."

Tansangs stood there and shook his head.

"No, Azkaban has rules. Visitors cannot leave the supervision of the guards to prevent assisting in escaping."

Shaw's eyes became dangerous and cold, and his voice was unquestionable.

"I said I would let you go. Do I really want to help the prisoners escape? Can you stop me?"

Tansangs choked and still said with his neck stiff.

"No, the rules don't allow it."

Shor didn't expect to meet such a fool. He wanted to say that you deserve to be called "in trouble".

After sighing, he waved his wand, and Tansans immediately fainted, and fell to the ground with a thud.

Harry was staring at Sirius in the cell, his fists clenched so tightly that they were almost bleeding, and his teeth were creaking.

But he was frightened by Tansans' fall, and he couldn't help but feel pain for him. He turned to Shaw hesitantly.

"Chief, this is not good, the Ministry of Magic will investigate."

Shor smiled and said in a teasing tone.

"You have heard that the Ministry of Magic is controlled by me behind the scenes, will I investigate myself?"

Harry: ...!!!

Harry didn't expect it to be possible to operate like this.

Shaw ignored Harry, whose worldview was shocked, and waved his wand, and the iron fence with good magic resistance was easily cut open by his "God of Thunder Shadowless".

Then he kicked the gate open.

After entering the cell, he circled around Sirius on the ground, but saw that he still didn't react.

He shook his head and spoke condescendingly to Sirius who was still pretending to be dead.

"Hello, Sirius, I am Shor Black, the son of Regulus."