The Blood Professor at Hogwarts

"It's inside, I'll take you there." Augus shrugged, and then shouted into the room of the hut, "Aurors, come out! Director Yaxley is here, remember to take your The key, the door of the prison cannot be opened without the keys of our two positions!"

"Understood, August." A rough voice came from the room in the corner of the hut.

A slovenly wizard came out of the room, muttering as he went: "Just patrolling among a large group of dementors, I didn't expect to go out again... Seriously, if Yaxley hadn't given us The rewards are generous enough, I definitely don't want to bring people in...it's too painful!"

"Who says it's not!" August said approvingly, turning his head to look at Yaxley, "So, Director Yaxley, don't think our asking price is high. We have a lot of reasons for bringing you in. Big risk!"

"I see." Yaxley said casually, "don't worry about the remuneration. The Yaxley family has never been a pure blood like Wes who lacks money. As long as you can bring me in, The reward is absolutely indispensable to you.”

Augus groped under a messy table for a long time, found a rusty key, and held it in his hand.

"Ah, I found it!" he said, "Then let's go quickly, go back early, so as not to suffer from the dementors!"

"I'm fine." The Auror next to him also nodded, and shook a bunch of keys in his hand, making a crisp jingling sound.

"Wait a minute!" Just as the two were about to step out of the room, Yaxley suddenly stopped them.

The two Aurors and observers stationed in Azkaban turned their heads and looked at him suspiciously.

"Where did the other Auror go?" Yaxley asked seriously, "I gave money for three people, why are there only two of you now?"

"This..." Augus quickly looked at the unkempt Auror wizard beside him with questioning eyes, and asked in a low voice, "Didn't Raymond still be with you just now? Why didn't he come out with you?"

"Raymond was stopped by a dementor when he was on patrol just now. He was so sucked into a dizziness that he has gone to sleep now." The Auror wizard explained, "Mr. Yaxley, if you must If you follow suit, shall I wake him up now?"

"Going to sleep..." Yaxley thought for a moment, then waved his hand, "Forget it, don't wake him up, let him sleep well. Just a few of us go, and you lead the way."

"Okay, what about our reward...?" Augus asked cautiously.

"It's still for three," Yaxley said dryly.

August nodded joyfully, and turned to the narrow door of the hut.

Then he took a deep breath and put his hand on the doorknob.

"You guys get ready to face the dementors, I'm going to open the door!" Augustus had the aura of looking down on death.

The Auror beside him also became serious.

Yaxley stood two feet behind them, gripping his wand quietly.

The moment Augus pressed the doorknob and opened the door, and when the two observers and Aurors were all concentrated outside the door, Yaxley suddenly raised his wand——

"Stupefy," he murmured to himself.

Two silent stun spells shot from the tip of Yaxley's wand without interruption!

The first hit hit Augus's back without hindrance, and Augus didn't notice it, and fell limply on the ground, unconscious for a moment.

The second stun spell went right at the slovenly Auror.

However, just when the spell was about to touch the Auror's cloak, he seemed to have been on guard against Yaxley's sneak attack, and rolled on the spot, dodging the inevitable stun spell!

"Hehe, are you surprised?" Auror stood up from the ground, put his hands on his hips, and showed a mischievous smile that was completely incompatible with his slovenly face, and looked at Yaxley with a smile, "Instructor Moody really said nothing." Wrong, you are the internal response of the mysterious person in the Ministry of Magic, right?"

"what?!"

Yaxley was taken aback, and quickly added another spell, but was firmly blocked from his body by the Iron Armor Curse that Auror had prepared for a long time.

Just when the two were at a stalemate with their respective attack and defense spells, Yaxley didn't notice that another Auror quietly appeared behind him and raised his wand——

A silent petrifying curse hit Yaxley hard on the back.

Yaxley's wand fell to the ground, and he froze in disbelief, hearing the sound of wooden legs hitting the ground, "winter", "winter".

A tough wizard with long gray hair and every inch of his skin seemed scarred walked up to the Auror and came into Yaxley's sight.

"... Alastor Moody."

Yaxley desperately recognized the man in front of him, knowing that he would not be able to complete today's task.

"Tonks, your desire to perform is too strong." Moody casually added a stun spell to Yaxley, making him completely unconscious, and then said seriously to the Auror in front of him, "Auror training I told you clearly when I was here, don't talk nonsense to your enemies."

"In the face of the enemy, you must defeat them as soon as possible and let them lose their fighting power. This is the best way to protect yourself! And what about you? You are smiling here, and you have been out of shape all day

! ”

"I see, Instructor Moody—" The slovenly Auror pouted, opened his arms and stretched his body.

With the stretching of his arms, the short hair gradually elongated and turned into a bubblegum-like pink, the rough skin became white and delicate, and his, or her face gradually changed into a delicate and beautiful young witch.

These two people were the most famous legendary Auror, Alastor Moody, and the trainee Auror who had just graduated for more than a year, Nymphadora Tonks.

While the two Aurors stationed in Azkaban were out on patrol, they forcibly interrupted their patrol with orders from the headquarters, and sent the two of them back to the Ministry of Magic in advance.

After that, Tonks used his natural ability to transform into the slovenly Auror wizard.

After entering the hut, she used the transformed Auror appearance to quietly cast a confusion spell on Ogus in the room, making him think that Moody was the previous Auror Raymond, and the two went smoothly. He slipped into the cabin and waited for Yaxley to come to him.

"Isn't this the first time I have participated in such an important action, and I feel a little excited."

After the transformation was completed, Tonks, who had become young and beautiful again, said flatteringly to Moody, "This is an action to deal with the mysterious man! Instructor Moody, can I become a regular immediately after I participate in this operation?"

"You don't have to be too happy, Tonks. It depends on your specific performance before you can consider becoming a regular." Moody said, "In addition, this operation is very dangerous, you must first protect Take care of your own safety!"

"This kind of high-risk operation against the mysterious person should not have allowed you, an intern Auror, to participate. But there is a thief-proof waterfall outside Azkaban, which can remove the effect of the compound potion. Except with your disguise horse It's very difficult for us to pretend to be anyone else here than Gus is capable of."

"That's why Director Scrimgeour of the Auror Office made an exception and asked you to come with us... But this does not mean that you will be able to participate in the frontline battle!"

"But my actual combat results are very good!" Tonks said unconvinced.

"That doesn't work either, grades and actual combat experience are two different things!" Moody said, "Stay behind me carefully, and don't get lost like the operation in the Cairngorm Mountains more than a year ago."

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On the other side, Voldemort had finished his speech, and led many Death Eaters away from the cemetery, towards the fortress of Azkaban on the other side of the island.

Smelling the smell of living people, a large group of dementors surrounded them from all directions, constantly exuding a cold and gloomy aura, absorbing the rarely seen joy in the air.

Many Death Eaters felt the surrounding light being absorbed, as if the whole world had fallen into darkness.The positive emotions in my heart faded quickly, and nothingness gradually occupied my heart...

However, in front of many Death Eaters, the bald wizard with scarlet eyes and no nose didn't seem to be affected by any dementors, and walked straight into the siege of dementors.

"My friends, do you remember me?" Voldemort said enthusiastically, opening his arms.

"I once promised you that if I rule the wizarding world, all Muggles in this world and those Muggle-borns who do not obey our rule will become your rations!" He said, "But unfortunately, I Under the plot of the villain, she has been silent for 12 years..."

"Today, in this deep and great night, I am back again!"

"My friends, as long as you still help me as you promised me before, you will also get my promise as before!"

"You don't have to be confined to the small island of Azkaban, and you don't have to suppress your nature, but you can enjoy your rations anywhere in the world."

"Aren't you... still not moved?"

The overwhelming dementors seemed to understand Voldemort's words, and flew around more violently, setting off bursts of cold mist, forming a thick black cloud, covering the moonlight that was not clear in the sky.

Voldemort stood among the dementors, laughing morbidly.

He watched the dementor fly away, making way for him and the Death Eaters behind him.

wide passage.

The Death Eaters watched this scene in disbelief, and hesitantly came to Voldemort's side, and looked up at the scattered dementors, feeling absurd in their hearts.

So dementors, a species that has always been considered incommunicable, have reached a cooperation with the Dark Lord in this way?

"What are you waiting for, do you want me to urge you to move forward?" Voldemort's icy voice sounded, which interrupted the Death Eaters' thoughts.

They hurriedly followed Voldemort's pace and walked towards the fortress that was very close.

As the Death Eaters approached the fortress of Azkaban, the prison where countless criminals were held and no one escaped was slowly outlined in the black mist, appearing in the eyes of everyone present.

The prison of Azkaban is not so much a fortress, but rather a tall tower in the shape of a triangular prism——

It is constructed of marble full of vicissitudes of history. Because the island is in storms all year round, the marble that is connected into one piece has been eroded by rainwater to form countless patterns, marking lines from high to low. White lines of varying widths.

There is not a single window on the outside of this fortress, only a narrow and slender entrance designed for dementors.

No matter how thin a wizard is, it is difficult to pass through the entrance. Only dementors, an incorporeal species, can enter and exit freely, to fully absorb the little happiness left in the hearts of the prisoners.

Seeing the unguarded fortress in front of him, Voldemort laughed wantonly and got carried away.

"Go, Death Eaters, blast this fortress with your spells!" he cried. "Go and free your fellows from prison. The future of the wizarding world belongs to us!"

The tips of the wands of the Death Eaters were lit up with light of various colors. They used the powerful spells they were good at, and shot towards the fortress in front of them——

"boom--"

A huge roar resounded on this isolated island, even covering the roaring waves around the island for a time.

However, to the surprise of all the Death Eaters, the fortress of Azkaban was undamaged!

A huge transparent barrier emerged, blocking many of the Death Eaters' spells—the roar just now was the sound of the spells hitting the barrier!

Voldemort stared coldly at the barrier in front of him, and saw a fog drifting in from the vicinity of the fortress, and shadowy figures came out of the fog, and their figures became more and more obvious.

Led by two people, a dozen or so wizards came from the fog to meet the Death Eaters. They were wearing the Auror uniforms of the Ministry of Magic, their belts and hair were rustling in the wind, and everyone's eyes were full of excitement. Either panic, or perseverance, or an expression of disbelief.

"I didn't expect you to come back, Voldemort." A serious witch gritted her teeth, saying Voldemort's name seemed to overcome her great fear.

The Aurors around were panicked when they heard this name, and they couldn't even hold their wands steadily.

"Actually, when Dumbledore wrote to us and told us about this, I still couldn't believe it." Another wizard also took a step forward and stood with the serious witch, "I even thought it was Fudge As the minister said, Dumbledore has developed a greed for power again, and wants to use the war to take away the position of the Minister of Magic."

"But I did see you back. Now I only regret not letting all the Aurors come out here to stop you!"

Voldemort narrowed his scarlet eyes, staring closely at the members of the Ministry of Magic in front of him.

"Amelia Bones, Rufus Scrimgeour...the two of you actually came here in person." He sneered and said softly, "So... Dumbledore sent me to attack you Did you hear from Zkaban?"

Seeing that the two of them were silent, and Voldemort didn't care, he suddenly grabbed the arm of Lucius beside him, and poked his wand on the Dark Mark on Lucius' arm.

"Very well, Yaxley didn't respond either. He must have been controlled by your people." Voldemort said thoughtfully, "So... there are traitors among us who leaked our information. plan."

"You say so, Lucius?"

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