All things are three at Hogwarts

"Antonin Dolohov, Bellatrix Lestrange, Rodolphus Lestrange," Mr. Harris said quietly.

With his current strength, plus the Auror escort team that is always on hand, these few are not even clowns.

"Penello is waiting for you in the Shrieking Shack. She has brought several Muggle prisoners captured in the United States and wants to hand them over to you." A narrow smile appeared on Mr. Harris's face, "Recently, Penelope Luo will recently go abroad to Albania to catch fugitives from the World Cup. This time after the Auror reform, the crackdown on these fugitives was particularly strong, and many criminals had to flee the country. The Albanian forest, an unmanaged place full of darkness and chaos, became these The first choice for fugitives. You can say goodbye to this girl properly in a while."

Allen understood that the tower was inaccessible to people without sensory imprints, and Penello could only find a place to wait for him to receive it.

"Albania? Father, I remember there was a witch named Bertha Jorkins in the Ministry of Magic. How is she doing?"

"This is a very ordinary employee of the Ministry of Magic. Why do you think of asking her?" Mr. Harris didn't understand how Alan could notice such an ordinary employee.

"When I was investigating Little Crouch recently, I found that when he tortured Moody, he mentioned that Mr. Crouch had used a powerful forgetting spell on Bertha." Alan replied half-truthfully.

"She just returned from a vacation in Albania recently. No wonder she is becoming more and more forgetful. I will send someone to guard Bertha secretly. She can also be used as evidence to aggravate Crouch's crime." Mr. Harris became interested.

After saying goodbye to Mr. Harris, Alan did not rush to the Shrieking Shack immediately. Now that he knew that Penello was about to go to Albania, even though he knew that Voldemort should be in the UK at this time, Allen was still worried and decided to go to the perception room on the top floor to find out what Voldemort was doing and determine his location.

The silver light flashed. Allen knew a lot of information about Voldemort, but he could easily search for Voldemort's movements.

The first thing you see is an extremely luxurious restaurant. Its decoration style is full of British classical art. The walls are covered with paintings decorated with Baroque frames, and the white reliefs on the walls and exquisite ceilings all indicate that this must be a luxurious British manor.

Although the large maroon dining table is a bit old, the cups and saucers have exquisite patterns, and there are leftover barbecue and Yorkshire puddings on the dinner plate.

All this shows that Voldemort is in England at this time.

A tall man with shiny hair and a pockmarked face sat on a chair with a bored expression on his face.

There was also a man with a sinister face and a fierce look. His face was gloomy and slightly cruel, which was very inconsistent with the silver robe he was wearing.

There were some Death Eaters around, but before Allen could explore them one by one, a cold voice rang out: "Shut up and let me out, someone is spying on us."

Unbridled and crazy laughter echoed in the room, "There are people who dare to spy on my great master!"

"Is there nothing here?" The greasy-headed man raised his head and looked around hesitantly.

Snapped

There was a crisp sound, and his neck was struck by a shiny black whip. There was another muffled sound. The man was thrown out by her and hit the far wall. Then she rushed He walked over and leaned over and yelled at the man: "Shut up, idiot. Don't let me hear you question the master again."

A tall woman with a wide chin and thick eyelids came forward and hugged a bundle on the large armchair in the middle. Her skin had taken on an unhealthy pallor from being out of the sun for so long.

Although the long prison life makes this man look very haggard, he can still vaguely see the beauty of his youth.

"Okay master, I will help you realize all your wishes." She said in a particularly soft voice.

She pulled open the bundle on the ground and revealed what was inside, a slimy, ugly thing without eyes. No, it was even more terrifying than this, a hundred times more terrifying.

The thing she picked up looked like a curled-up baby, but it had no hair and seemed to have scales on its body. Its skin was dark and red, like injured tender meat.

Its arms and legs were thin and soft, and its face had a face unlike any other living child, a flat, snakelike face with gleaming red eyes.

It raised its thin arms and hugged the woman's neck.

Suddenly, Allen came face to face with his slender eyes that glowed with evil red light.

Allen continued to observe the environment calmly, and Voldemort could only detect and spy but could not know who it was, at least he couldn't do it now.

After finding that he could not collect any more information, Allen voluntarily quit the spell. The light screen flashed, all the silver light disappeared, and the room returned to calm.

Allen pondered for a long time. Even in this state, he could be keenly aware of his detection. Sure enough, he would be at a disadvantage against the resurrected Voldemort now, and his chances of winning were slim.

Leaving the scrying room, Allen told Mr. Harris the information he had learned, and then headed to the Shrieking Shack.

Before he even entered the door, he heard a man's painful moans coming from the screaming shed. Screams of pain that were barely human were accompanying Penello's unbridled laughter.

Allen hurriedly stepped in and saw at a glance that Penello was torturing a criminal with the Cruciatus Curse, smiling crazily while casting the curse.

Sensing Allen's footsteps, she turned back alertly. When she saw Allen, her eyes flickered, and she put down the wand pointed at the criminals with a guilty conscience and hid it behind her back.

Allen looked at the three criminals in the room. Apparently the criminal being tortured by Penello with the Cruciatus Curse has gone crazy. A criminal huddled in the corner had dull eyes. And there was another one who was looking at all this with a horrified expression, obviously very frightened.

"Alan, when you do the dementor experiment, you need to observe the process and consequences of being kissed by a dementor in different states. I just want to help you prepare in advance." Penello explained hesitantly.

"Jeffrey Lionel Dahmer, he would kidnap the prey he was interested in, kill, and eventually eat him. He would carve out the victim's skull and pour mercury into it. He would torture the corpse and then dismember it for consumption. . The genitals and other favorite foods are refrigerated. The rest are processed in a sulfuric acid pool. I found a large number of human heads and mutilated limbs in his house. There are also slices of human flesh." Penello said, pointing to the man who was crazy due to the Cruciatus Curse.

"Where are the other two?" Allen asked.