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Chapter 192 Azkaban was Robbed
Time passed quickly during their exchange.

Although the process is more tortuous, but the result is relatively perfect.

Sirius' goal was successfully achieved, and he succeeded in making Harry's future residence next door to Vernon Dursley's family.

That place has long been bought by him who is not short of money.

Just need a little decoration, it's just like a new home.

Before leaving, Petunia just stared at Harry for a long time, making Harry feel a little scared.

"Actually, I've known for a long time that you and your mother are the same kind of person, but originally I only wanted you to grow up as an ordinary child."

"I have a prejudice against you in my heart, and you can feel it."

"Maybe I shouldn't control you like that, control you, and try to keep you away from that world, but now it seems that what I did was obviously wrong."

"Harry, you have your own life and your own future, and what your future will look like depends only on you."

Looking at the peaceful Aunt Petunia, the resentment in Harry's heart that had always been in his heart was gradually diminishing.

Finally, he sighed inwardly.

"I know, Auntie."

After getting Harry's reply, the expression on Petunia's face was not so calm, and there was a smile inside.

He raised his head and looked at Snape, who was standing not far away, staring at him, and vaguely understood his reason for coming.

Snape nodded slightly towards her, still silent as before.

He has found a chance to revive Lily.

After having a clear goal, his life seemed to suddenly become more colorful, and it was not as unkind as it used to be.

He can fully make up for previous regrets.

Several people looked at each other, Apparation activated, and the three of Harry disappeared in front of the Dursleys.

Since it was night, no one would see them using their magic.

As long as no one saw it, it wasn't a violation of secrecy laws.

………………

cold, lonely, dark

This is the deepest part of Azkaban, and it was originally used to imprison Sirius Black.

But Sirius is not needed now either, just leaving it to Peter Pettigrew.

Here, Peter Pettigrew will be sucked away by the dementors that come and go around him every day. His most important emotions.

hapiness! ! !

Without happiness, all he could feel was the uncontrollable fear in his heart.

For the past few days in Azkaban, he felt like he was going crazy.

That kind of madness came from his heart and gradually swept through his whole being.

It is estimated that after staying for a while, Peter Pettigrew will really be driven crazy.

"How did he keep his sanity?"

He was puzzled.

Those bloody dementors passed by his cell at least four or five times a day.

Every time he came, the feeling of being cold all over and freezing his mind would torture him for a long time.

Just passed, feeling a little better, those dementors came again.

Peter Pettigrew couldn't figure out how Sirius Black stayed in the damn Azkaban prison for 12 years based on the number of times these dementors came every day.

What Peter Pettigrew doesn't know is that the presence of those dementors is deliberate.

They were ordered, and the Aurors who guarded Azkaban were full of malice towards Peter Pettigrew, a traitor.

Naturally, he also hoped to let him experience the "happiness" brought by the dementors more, otherwise how could he be worthy of Sirius Black's 12 years in Azkaban.

Peter Pettigrew often suffers several times more than anyone else.

Come four or five times in the morning and two or three times in the evening.

Look, what a wonderful arrangement this is.

"Hahahahahahaha, Peter Pettigrew, you have today too."

Quite a few Death Eater prisoners who live nearby laugh at him every day.

Their demeanor is crazy, and it is not difficult to see that they have been crazy in every move.

Tortured to insanity by dementors, but they still believe.

Their Lord Dark Lord, Lord Voldemort, will come back to rule the wizarding world, and he will come to rescue them from this ghost place.

That time is not far away, and they just need to wait patiently.

After suffering for 12 years, I don't care about a day or two anymore.

However, Pettigrew is different.

After entering Azkaban, he only stayed here for five days, and he couldn't stand this ghostly place anymore.

It can only be said that Azkaban is indeed a place that all wizards fear.

Some wizards who knew they were going to stay in Azkaban for more than ten years would rather commit suicide the moment they were caught than be brought into Azkaban by those Aurors from the Ministry of Magic.

Time passed little by little amidst such torture.

Peter Pettigrew's eyes were bloodshot, and he bit his finger with horror in his eyes.

The time is now very close to the arrival of the next Dementor.

He had crouched in a corner and curled up his body, trying to find a little warmth from his body.

But he clearly failed.

He could feel the biting cold from the surrounding walls and the stone slabs on the ground, and he could also feel the icy cold brought about by the constant fear from the depths of his heart.

In this place where there is no hope, only fear and desolation, I can't feel the slightest happiness and warmth at all.

He is going crazy.

If you continue to stay here.

"Whoever comes to save me, anyone can come."

Just when he was muttering to himself, his expression was in a trance.

A few figures walked in, and there was no scene of the dementor coming as he had imagined.

"Peter Pettigrew, someone is here to see you."

The impatient, even disgusted tone made him raise his head subconsciously.

The first thing that caught the eye was a slightly tall, white-haired figure.

From the wrinkles on her face and the loose skin, she knew that this was an old man.

The first moment he saw this figure, two lines of white tears flowed from the corners of Petit Peter's eyes.

"mom!"

He muttered to himself, wanting to crawl forward, wanting to get a closer look.

However, there are several heavy shackles on his hands and feet.

They restrained Peter Pettigrew's movements, and firmly fixed him in a corner of a few meters around here.

In order to prevent him from escaping with the Animagus, the Ministry of Magic can be said to have gone to great lengths.

"Mom, save me, I don't want to stay here anymore, mom takes me out of Azkaban, I don't want to stay here."

Peter Pettigrew kept crawling forward, even though he was firmly bound here by the shackles.

Seeing his pitiful appearance, the unexpectedly old white-haired figure showed no expression.

It was very calm, as if watching a farce.

"Don't worry, I'll take you out of here right away."

The white-haired figure turned his head, looked at the Aurors and strikers from the Ministry of Magic, and suddenly laughed strangely.

Just when they felt bad and were about to use their wands to imprison the actions of the person in front of them.

A figure suddenly appeared in Azkaban, accompanied by a few small spells.

The Aurors and Strikers of the Ministry of Magic passed out on the ground in an instant.

The white-haired figure looked disdainfully at the Ministry of Magic Aurors and strikers who were lying on the ground.

Walking forward slowly, he bent down and took out the wand that was taken away when he came from someone's pocket.

This change shocked Peter Pettigrew and several Death Eaters around him.

When the white-haired figure turned around to face Peter Pettigrew.

Where there is his mother, there is only a face that Pettigrew Peter is very familiar with.

Little Crouch! ! !

(End of this chapter)