"You do not know who I am?"
The crazy witch bared her teeth in a neurotic smile, and looked at Dracula who was slowly walking down the narrow staircase through her messy hair that covered half of her eyes.
"Why do I know who you are?" Dracula looked at her with interest, raised the corner of his mouth, "Do you think you are famous?"
"How boring! So you are not from the Ministry of Magic." The witch's nervous smile suddenly disappeared, and then she said with a sad face, "How boring! I thought that idiot Fudge was driven out of office by my cousin."
"Oh? Sirius Black is your cousin?"
Dracula walked forward and wanted to lean against the grille where the witch was imprisoned, but when he saw the rust on the grille, he silently gave up the idea.
"If that's the case, then I might actually know who you are," he continued.
Dracula had once seen the tapestry that recorded the family tree in the Black family's house. With his excellent memory, it was not a problem for him to recall the specific content of the tapestry.
If this witch was Sirius Black's cousin, and Regulus was Sirius's biological brother, then she was also Regulus's cousin.
Regulus once introduced Dracula to the family tree. He had a brother and three cousins.
They are Andromeda Black, who married a Muggle-born wizard and was thus expelled from the Black family tree; Narcissa Black, who married Lucius Malfoy; and Bellatrix Black, who married into the Strange family.
Andromeda Black didn't care about the pure-blood concept that Voldemort valued most, and it was obviously impossible for her to become an unforgivable Death Eater and be imprisoned in Azkaban;
Dracula was quite familiar with Lucius and knew that he and his wife were fine, and Draco Malfoy did not have a mother imprisoned in Azkaban, so this crazy witch obviously could not be Narcissa Blake;
Then the result is obvious. This witch is Bellatrix Black, who married into the Strange family, or Bellatrix Strange.
"Bellatrix Strange, am I right?" Dracula said softly.
The crazy witch leaned against a dirty haystack, looking at Dracula with eyes full of curiosity and a crazy smile on her lips.
"It seems that you are really not one of those boring officials in the Ministry of Magic." She said with a smile, "So, does this handsome gentleman have anything interesting to bring to those of us who are so bored?"
"Or do you want to rescue us as a reward for joining the Dark Lord?"
At this point, Bellatrix's face suddenly showed an extremely fanatical expression, "I can feel that the master has never been far away from us! You - that's you! As long as you rescue us and send us to our master, you will be reused!"
"Since you can bypass the surveillance of the Ministry of Magic and enter Azkaban, you must be a wizard with some skills." Bella's expression suddenly calmed down again, and she stared deeply into Dracula's eyes.
"Come on, sir, it's time for you to make your choice..."
The seventh floor of Azkaban seemed to be awakened by Bella's words. The Death Eaters in other cells also turned their eyes to Dracula's position. Some of those who were in a slightly better condition even started to make a noise.
"Boy, let us out quickly, the Dark Lord will not treat you badly!" shouted an ugly wizard.
"Carlo, be quiet!" another elderly wizard shouted in a hoarse voice, "If this gentleman gets angry because of you, an uneducated fellow, and this ruins our chance to leave the prison, you will see how I will deal with you!"
"Mulciber, how do you know this guy can lead us out?" another witch shouted, "What if he is just pretending to be a ghost and sneaking in?"
"I'm thinking about our freedom! You..."
The prisoners on the seventh floor of the prison soon started quarreling.
It can be seen that they were indeed not overly affected by the Dementors. Most of them still had the strength to speak and were quite confident when arguing.
But neither Dracula nor Bellatrix made any noisy quarrels, but looked at each other with interest.
"Have you made a decision?" Bella grinned.
Looking at the performance of the crazy witch in front of him, Dracula chuckled softly.
"Before I tell you my choice, there is one piece of news I really want to tell you." There was a hint of teasing in his eyes.
Bella didn't hear the answer she wanted and seemed unhappy. The corners of her mouth drooped again and her expression became listless.
"Tell me about it," she said weakly.
"The news I want to tell you is related to your Lord Dark Lord." Dracula said slowly.
Bella's eyes suddenly widened and she looked up at Dracula.
Her eyes seemed to radiate a captivating light, and they were sparkling, as if she was about to burst into tears nervously at the next moment.
"Speak now! Hurry—" Bella screamed.
"Hehehe... then you better listen carefully." Dracula raised an intriguing smile at the corner of his mouth and said word by word, "Your Lord Dark Lord... is indeed not dead!"
The air on the seventh floor of Azkaban suddenly became quiet, and the entire space seemed to freeze.
The Death Eaters who were originally quarreling fiercely and venting their depressed emotions suddenly stopped, all kinds of expressions froze on their faces, and then turned their heads to look at Dracula in disbelief.
Bella's performance was the most frightening.
More than a decade of imprisonment seemed to have no effect on her physical fitness. She jumped up from the haystack and rushed to the grille of the cell, holding on to the rusty metal grille tightly, her eyes filled with fanaticism.
"Are you sure this news is true?" Bella gritted her teeth and stared at Dracula who seemed nonchalant outside the grille.
"Of course." Dracula said with a half-smile, "There's no need for me to lie to you, right?"
"Hahahahahaha... I knew it!" Bellatrix raised her head and laughed crazily, "I knew the Dark Lord wouldn't leave us so easily! Hahahahahaha..."
The other Death Eaters were a little bit incredulous at first, and then they showed ecstatic expressions one after another. Some Death Eaters even showed a desire for freedom that had not appeared for a long time.
These Death Eaters imprisoned in Azkaban are Voldemort's most die-hard followers. They are all people who are impressed by Voldemort's personal strength and tough attitude and are willing to sacrifice their lives for him.
When they heard the news that Voldemort was still alive, they were all filled with joy from the bottom of their hearts. At the same time, they firmly believed that their master would not abandon them and would rescue them from this dark prison one day!
"We are saved!" Amycus Carrow, a die-hard Death Eater, clenched his fists with satisfaction. "The Dark Lord will not forget us, his most loyal servants. When he regains his strength, he will definitely come to save us!"
Dracula looked at their performance, and the curve of his mouth became even more exaggerated.
"Yes, your master has not abandoned you." He said happily, "As soon as the Dark Lord regained some of his strength, he immediately thought of getting you out of Azkaban."
Hearing Dracula's words, Bella suddenly loosened her hands on the grille and fell to her knees.
"Wuwuwu... Master, how can I repay your kindness?" She covered her face with her hands and sobbed with tears in her eyes, "Master really hasn't forgotten me..."
Then, she suddenly raised her head again and lifted her face from her hands.
"Are you the one the master sent to save us?"
Bella was crying as she looked at Dracula. Her face was covered with rust from the hand that had just held the rusty grille, and it became a little hideous as two lines of tears spread across it.
"Well... let me keep you in suspense." Dracula chuckled and changed the subject without leaving a trace. "I have another question for you—"
"I want to know, did any of you see how Sirius Black escaped from Azkaban?"
By this time, the Death Eaters, who had been imprisoned in Azkaban for many years and had long lost hope for freedom, had regarded Dracula, who brought the good news, as a ray of light in their dark lives. They almost obeyed his every word and believed everything he said.
As soon as Dracula asked a question, the Death Eaters began rushing to answer.
"Sir, I live across from Sirius Black. I am definitely the one who saw it most clearly." A wizard walked two steps into the prison and said loudly to Dracula, "I saw Sirius Black lying in bed the night before, and he disappeared the next day."
"It was as if they disappeared out of thin air. I didn't notice anything wrong there at all."
"You mean, you didn't see what method he used to leave Azkaban, right?" Dracula asked with a frown.
"Not at all," said the wizard. "By the way, sir, why are you concerned about Sirius Black? Is there something wrong with this matter?"
"No, it's fine." Dracula shook his head slowly and turned to look at the others. "This is really a bit strange... Has anyone else seen how Blake disappears?"
The other Death Eaters also shook their heads. No one noticed the method Sirius Black used to leave Azkaban.
"Could he just disappear out of thin air?" Dracula stood in the cell where Sirius Black was originally located, frowning and looking at the various furnishings inside.
A tattered wooden bed, a haystack, and a tray with a big crack in it for serving food.
The furnishings inside were no different from those in other cells, and there were no signs of damage to the cell's grilles or walls, as if Sirius Black had really disappeared from this cell out of thin air.
It's not that difficult if the wizard has a wand: just use Apparition to leave; use the Unlocking Charm to open the door, and lock it again after coming out; use the Cutting Charm to cut the grille, and restore it with the Repairing Charm after coming out... There's no problem as long as you have magic in hand.
But it is different in Azkaban. Not only is there an anti-Apparition spell covering the entire island, there are also ancient runic arrays that prevent magic.
In addition, the prisoners here do not have wands, and their minds will be disturbed by the Dementors, making them dizzy.
It was obvious that these prisoners had no possibility of performing any magic!
So, how did Sirius Black get out of the cell
Dracula fell into deep thought.
"Sir, why do you care so much about an outsider like Sirius?" At this moment, a Death Eater suddenly asked.
"Outsider?" Dracula was stunned.
"Yeah, if he hadn't been locked up, I would never have known there was such a person in the Death Eaters' team." The Death Eaters all grumbled, "And he was quite hostile to us before he was locked up. After all, he was a member of the Order of the Phoenix back then."
"Is he also a member of the Order of the Phoenix?" Dracula felt more and more that something was not right.
A wizard who was recognized by Dumbledore and joined the Order of the Phoenix would join the Death Eaters after Voldemort's fall, and also killed thirteen innocent people with a drastic change of character...
At this moment, Bella's voice suddenly rang out.
"Why are you still entangled in Sirius's affairs?" She looked at Dracula and asked impatiently, "He is an insignificant outsider, understand? Tell me quickly, are you the one sent by the Dark Lord to rescue us?"
Bella couldn't wait to hear Dracula's good news about Voldemort.
"Are you in such a hurry?" Dracula sneered, "Well, in that case, I will talk to you in detail-"
"I'm sorry to disappoint you, but I'm not the rescuer he sent to save you," he said.
The Death Eaters showed disappointment on their faces.
"But..." Dracula changed the subject, "The Dark Lord has come in person and wants to rescue you personally."
Hearing this, Bella burst into tears again and wiped the mud and rust on her face with her hands.
"Speaking of this, you may be a little curious." Dracula chuckled, "Since he has come to rescue you personally, why has the Dark Lord, as a wizard as powerful as he is, not yet successfully invaded Azkaban and rescued you?"
The Death Eaters present were also stunned.
Could it be that the Dark Lord's strength was far from recovered, and he couldn't even attack Azkaban, which had few Aurors stationed there? Or, could it be that the Ministry of Magic had strengthened the security of Azkaban
They looked to Dracula for an answer.
"Because... I don't want him to succeed!"
Dracula laughed happily.
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