The Mysterious Return of Hogwarts

When deeper evil is spread.

Quirrell and Lucius found that the coldness in the air was gradually disappearing, and heat flowed from their arms, warming their almost frozen bodies.

"As expected of a great master!"

Quirrell looked at the Dementors who began to cower and float toward the sea with feverish eyes.

Lucius had a complicated expression. He had experienced the days when Voldemort was all-powerful and had seen many such situations, but the joy he felt at the time could no longer be felt. He even felt like one of those fleeing dementors.

Clinging at the feet of the devil, all you can gain is fear.

Neo flew to Lucius's side, and he could see through the other person's expression behind the black mist at a glance. He was afraid of himself, worried that the swing in his heart would be discovered.

Neo comforted the other person kindly.

"I am tolerant of my servants... and my family... but let me see how strong this tower is."

Neo waved [Insect Slayer], and a thunderbolt explosion similar to Lucius's before was thrown out, and the red curse hit the high wall of Azkaban.

For a moment, the light of the lightning was obscured, and the thunder was almost silent.

"Boom!"

A hole with a diameter of three stories high was forcibly knocked out, and rubble fell on the sea surface, causing whitecaps.

"Lucius, stop being weak, it will get you killed..."

After saying that, Neo leaned over and flew towards the breach. The black mist on Quirrell's face seemed to smile and followed him.

Lucius was stunned for a moment when he heard this whisper, and immediately flew to the prison of Azkaban.

"This devil..."

When he arrived, he saw Neo and Quirrell standing quietly at the breach in the tower. The strong wind was tearing their robes. The prison was pitch black, there were no torches, only the occasional flash of thunder and lightning. Lucius could barely see his surroundings.

This was originally a cell, but its owner was unlucky enough to be buried under the rocks, adding a hint of blood to the dirty water vapor in the air.

"Go and save our suffering compatriots."

"Tell them I'm back!"

Neo said.

Quirrell and Lucius immediately rushed towards the cell. They showed the mark of the dark devil on their arms, letting the squirming maggots lying around behind the cell door see it. As long as the other party also showed the mark of the dark devil, they would wave their wands. Open their cell doors.

From the sudden level, one going up and one going down, the two men freed many howling hyenas: Rodolphus, Dolphin...

After these insane Death Eaters were released, they stared with bloodshot eyes, many of them had distorted facial features, and their bodies were filthy after not washing for more than ten years.

They rushed out of their prisons noisily, gathered into a group, and ran eagerly towards Neo's location.

Quirrell ordered them to stop and order them, but no one listened at all, which made the young wizard curse loudly.

"You brainless goblins, pigs!"

"They're all choked up."

Lucius said kindly.

"But the master hates clutter!"

Quirrell knew very well how self-controlled and rhythmic Master Neo was in normal times. He didn't know why Master Neo decided to rescue this group of losers. As a new Death Eater, he despised and did not hope that these senior and experienced people would The guy who has proven his loyalty comes to divide his loyalty to his master.

All servants are afraid of falling out of favor with their masters.

Is Lucius afraid?

He was trying to comfort himself in his heart that the master had just given him the order to raise the dragon and would not do anything to him.

But looking at so many brothers and sisters running out of prison, he had new worries. Once these rabid dogs discovered that compared with their terrible crimes, he had lived a comfortable life these years. Thinking about the traditional Death Eaters He must not be able to bear the bond between brothers and sisters!

For the current plan, one is to keep a low profile, and the other is to win over companions...

"Don't take it to heart, we can't order them. You also saw the look in their eyes, that is, they don't have a wand in their hands, otherwise they would have faced your scolding just now... ha..."

Lucius and Quirrell said this in an affectionate manner.

"Let's follow, everyone is here..."

When all the Death Eater prisoners rushed to the top of Azkaban's tower, on a wide triangular platform, they unconsciously held their breath.

Amidst the noisy waves, I saw a house elf holding a golden candlestick high. It used magic to protect the weak candlelight in the strong wind. Next to it was a quiet child, with a heavy notebook and quill spread out in his hand. He danced wildly on the paper, while his eyes were firmly fixed on the ground.

There, a broken Dementor was lying motionless. Neo picked up its scabbed palm, and the [Insect Killer] gently slid, and the shriveled skin was cut open.

"It turns out that this thing can be killed by negative energy, curses, black magic, strong killing intent..."

Seeing that this one was almost dismantled, Neo raised his arm and pointed to the sky: "Avada Kedavra!"

The green beam of light bit an unlucky guy hiding in the clouds. It let out a wail of soul, and then like a fallen leaf in autumn, it withered and fell lightly...

"How is it possible...that the dementors were killed so easily?!"

A Death Eater asked in confusion.

"It's also a petrification spell. The eyes of the basilisk can cause death, and you may not even be able to style my hair..."

Neo didn't even raise his head. He didn't need to check the situation of these people in front of him. He was more concerned about the experimental inspiration brought to him by these semi-spiritual beings than the fragile self-esteem of his younger brothers.

This time it was a complete corpse. He slowly peeled off some things that might be considered nerves and packed up the remaining minced meat before raising his head again.

"One more one, this time it's going to be alive!"

He loudly issued the command to the sky, the ring on his finger flashed with light, and the fluctuation of his soul instantly swept through the surrounding areas, which was both a deterrent and a translation.

Especially the insulting quantifier 'only' must be expressed properly.

Originally, he planned to use the Dementor language inherited from Tom to communicate with these idiots, but after preliminary research, he was surprised to find that these guys were very similar to himself when he first came to this world... In terms of their devouring souls superior.

This gave him an interest in research.

Everyone was still confused, they didn't know what Neo's words meant, but some guys understood it.

I saw a dementor in the clouds, wearing a rag that was almost the same as other dementors, except that it was about three meters tall. It should be the strong one in this group.

Faced with Neo's arrogant persecution, these guys sent a victim, which was a stone to ask for directions, or a self-imposed prisoner for Neo to vent his murderous intention.

It flew tremblingly to the top of the tower. There was no cold around it, but instead it was filled with inexplicable sadness. The spiritual body always has a strong emotional effect on the environment.

It came to stand in front of Neo, and bowed its head deep into a black hole.