Azkaban originally housed many wizards, mostly Death Eaters from the Dark Lord's time.
The 'witch pregnancy' incident caused by Regulus Black has reduced the number of people here.
The female wizards among the prisoners all went home to give birth to their children because of their pregnancy. The lovely girls became the continuation of their lives and were valued and protected by their own families.
Male wizards are not so lucky. They are still imprisoned in Azkaban. However, through information exchange with their families, they can choose witches to give birth to their own offspring. In fact, there are not many choices, but if you can't bear the number of children, you can Many, at least each person has no less than three descendants.
For witches who are surrogates for male wizards, it is impossible to even think about finding pure-blood witches. However, mixed-blood witches are very popular, and even witches from Muggle families were eventually selected.
This is a very difficult thing for the pure-blood wizard nobles, but for the sake of the number of descendants, they have to lower their standards and accept these non-pure-blood witches who they usually look down upon.
These witches and their children all owe their lives to one man, Regulus Black.
In addition to charging a high fee for each child, Regulus Black also became the godfather of these children, and hoped that these godchildren and goddaughters could live with their mothers. So the wizarding family who did not want to lose these children could only The one who can take these witches in and make them members of the family.
However, there are some die-hards who are unwilling to accept the 'service' of 'cursed pregnancy'. The Ministry of Magic saw that the effect was so good, and fully promoted this service in Azkaban. As expected, some die-hards were left behind in the end. .
But now, as expected, someone came directly to Azkaban to rob the prison for these die-hards.
The wand was waved, and lightning-like magic swept across the entire Azkaban, covering the black building from top to bottom.
As long as they were the guarding Aurors of Azkaban, they were all injured by this magic. The cells of those die-hards were confirmed after the magic swept through them. Then the walls of the cells were shattered. The cells, which were sheltered from the wind and rain, were all open.
"Hahahahahaha!"
This was the sound of joy at regaining freedom, and 12 Death Eaters weakly walked out of their cells.
The surrounding dementors were in panic. They did not dare to take action against the figures floating in the sky, and they did not dare to attack the escaped prisoners at this time.
They were howling in panic, calling out to the Aurors who were guarding Azkaban with them.
"Shut up!"
The figure floating in the sky uttered a cold word, which directly blocked the Dementor's voice.
"Come with me! I'll let you go and I'll give you a chance to atone for your sins."
The dementors were completely shocked. I don’t know why, when facing many wizards who were more powerful than them, they were not as scary as this figure. As a dementor that frightened many wizards, they faced this figure. The figure was full of fear.
The dementors gathered one after another and expressed their obedience to the man who even they were afraid of.
The handsome Harry Potter was wearing a black robe, with black mist like fluffy clouds surrounding him. As Voldemort's soul fragment before his death, he naturally knew how to subdue these dementors, just by mobilizing his own magic power. , can give the dementors a feeling of fear, and then easily subdue them for their own use.
Each Dementor has had a trace of magic drawn out of him. This magic is concentrated on the handsome Harry Potter, constantly improving his magic level. For such behavior that will make the Dementors weak, these Dementors are After some commotion, I had to accept that it didn't matter if I was just a little weak rather than disappearing from this world.
It is said that when everyone adds fuel to the fire, the handsome Harry Potter has plundered a trace of magic power from all the Dementors present, and his strength has returned to the basic level during Voldemort's heyday.
In fact, if possible, the handsome Harry Potter would not be willing to use this method to regain his strength.
Just like the pure blood theory, extracting magic power from these dementors is an unclean act.
However, in order to restore strength and power as soon as possible, there is no need to worry about much.
"Who are you?"
A Death Eater had no impression of the young man in front of him at all. Although the other party released him, it did not mean that he had to leave with him. However, seeing that all the dementors in the sky had already expressed their surrender, he did not dare to offend him too much. .
"As my subordinates many years ago, I have seen your loyalty, but I don't want to see anyone questioning me."
The handsome Harry Potter thought, and the Dark Mark on the Death Eater's arm became hot.
"Master! I am your most loyal servant. I am willing to dedicate everything to you. Please punish me for my rudeness just now!"
This Death Eater seemed to be a pervert who liked to be tortured. He knelt down on the gravel-filled ground. Half a step further was the reef under the Azkaban Tower.
"I can forgive you...and you, now come with me, you need new wands."
The handsome Harry Potter waved his hand, and the black flocculent cloud enveloped everyone, and even the dementors were taken away together.
A black cloud rushed directly into the Leaky Cauldron Bar, and the entire bar was frozen instantly as if it had been blown by a blizzard.
This effect comes from the coldness inherent in Dementors, and only their talents can achieve such an effect.
But this was unlucky for those who happened to be in the Leaky Cauldron, as they were directly turned over by the dementors.
One by one, they collapsed to the ground, as if they had been attacked by a witch.
The wall in the backyard of the Leaky Cauldron was violently smashed by the black cloud, and then the black cloud headed straight for Ollivander's Wand Shop.
With a loud bang, the window of Ollivander's Wand Shop was broken, and 12 Death Eaters were released by the handsome Harry Potter.
"Take your pick! We still have a lot of things to do after that."
His face was obscured by black clouds. The handsome Harry Potter closed his eyes and looked around. The owner of Ollivander's Wand Shop was hiding in the back room.
"There's no use hiding when I want to find you."
The handsome Harry Potter was talking to himself, while the Death Eaters around him were quickly selecting wands. Suddenly, abnormal situations occurred frequently in Ollivander's Wand Shop, and all kinds of wonderful scenes were staged one after another.
"Bring the shopkeeper out, I have a problem with him."
The handsome Harry Potter has a subordinate, so naturally he doesn't have to do such small things personally.
The two Death Eaters quickly found Ollivander from the back room. The short old man actually dug a small secret room in the closet that was only big enough for his body.
"I wonder what you want from me?"
Ollivander, who was trembling as he spoke, looked at the chaos in his wand shop. The gang of robbers had broken many of the unselected wands.
What a waste. Every wand was carefully crafted and took no less than a week to break. It was simply trampling on Ollivander's heart.
But no matter how sad you are, it is not as important as your life. The posture of these people will kill you at any time.
Ollivander was so resigned to his fate that he was scared!
"I know, you have a special wand in your shop. The Elder Wand, one of the legendary Three Holy Wands of Death, is made of elder. The core of the wand is made of Thestral tail feathers. Give it to me!"
The figure in the black mist reached out to Ollivander.
What would happen if he didn't give it to him? This is an obvious thing, but the problem is that Ollivander no longer has the Elder Wand. The Elder Wand was stolen decades ago.
"I-I don't remember where I put it!"
Garrick Ollivander said cautiously.
"Almost all the students at Hogwarts buy wands from you. Ollivander can remember all the wands sold and their holders. Now you are telling me that you don't remember where you put them?"
The figure in the black mist took out a wand and waved it in front of Ollivander.
"This wand... This is Harry Potter's wand. How did you get it...?"
Ollivander was just thinking that Harry Potter had been robbed of his wand, but he saw the other party dispelling the surrounding fog and revealing his true appearance.