Ancient wizards return to Hogwarts.

[Visitors, present permission from the Ministry of Magic]

It is a semi-open secret among the dementors to "take advantage" of visiting humans and suck the happiness out of them. Except for those big shots at the Ministry of Magic, every other wizard has to go through this.

This time, a soft nail hit the four people in front of them, which made the Dementors extremely surprised, and at the same time they couldn't help but become cautious.

They then followed the rules and asked visitors for their permission slips.

Taurus opened his robe and took out a crystal ball from his arms. Different from ordinary prophecy crystal balls, this crystal ball is filled with colorful smoke, and you can feel a burst of joy from the heart just by looking at it.

The moment they saw the crystal ball, the dementors became commotion.

"This is our 'permission letter'. We will not take away any prisoner, we are just asking simple questions." Taurus said calmly, facing the heavy siege of dementors, telling their needs without changing a face.

His meaning is simple and clear: let the four of us in, and we won't cause you any trouble.

After he finished speaking, he handed the crystal ball to the Dementor closest to him.

The Dementor subconsciously raised his arm and took the crystal ball from Taurus with a gray, thin, scab-covered hand that emitted a shimmering light.

After the crystal ball was handed over to the Dementor, the colorful smoke inside immediately dissipated. The commotion among the Dementors became more intense. Many Dementors in the back row pushed directly to the front, trying hard to suck in the escaping smoke. Not to be outdone, the dementors who were already in the front also joined the ranks of those eating the smoke.

No dementor wanted to deal with four uninvited guests.

Anyway, they don't know how to take prisoners from the island, and they don't dare to, so just let them be.

Seeing that the Dementors no longer stopped him, Taurus immediately took his three companions deep into Azkaban.

"It's a genius idea to put emotions into a crystal ball!" After entering the castle, Gemini couldn't help but praise.

"Excuse me." Taurus is the inventor of that special crystal ball. He was really embarrassed to be suddenly named and praised at this moment.

"But apart from feeding the dementors, is there any use for this emotional crystal ball?" Gemini's next words silenced Taurus like a tongue spell.

This invention has indeed not found a use yet. Perhaps when people are depressed, they can inhale a little "happy" emotion to make them happy?

"Eh? Since it can fill you with happiness, then other emotions can also be filled with it? Then can you give me a crystal ball of that kind, a crystal ball for things like that between men and women? I'm quite curious. What were the emotions like at that time! It would be better if the heroine could be customized -" Gemini didn't seem to notice the change in Taurus's mood. He slapped his head and found a great application direction for Taurus's invention. .

"Jiminy, if you still want to return to the headquarters alive, you'd better shut up." Aries tried hard to suppress his smile and told Gemini to shut up first.

A trace of confusion and confusion flashed in Gemini's eyes: He was helping Taurus find the application field of his invention. He should thank himself, right?

However, after seeing Taurus's face gradually turning red, he decided to keep his mouth shut.

The four of them walked into Azkaban Prison and passed by cells.

The cell is in semi-open mode, with no walls blocking the view, and only black iron pillars trapping the prisoners in the cell.

These pillars are full of traces of time, and you might be able to break them with a few hard kicks. However, after the prisoners imprisoned in Azkaban stayed here for a long time, they became half-dead and could not even think of escaping from prison.

When the four of them passed by the cells, they noticed that many prisoners were wrapped in dirty blankets, huddled in the corners of the cells, motionless, and seemed to be asleep. Their dinner plates were placed at the door of the cell. The food inside was as cold as ice and looked completely untouched.

Gemini noticed that one cell was an exception. The plates at the door of other cells looked untouched, but the plates at the door of this cell were empty.

This makes Gemini a little curious: Who can maintain an appetite in this environment? He was pretty sure that dementors had no such skill as cooking.

The turkey, bread, jerky and pickles on the plate just now should only be cooked enough to be eaten.

He looked into the cell and saw a man huddled in the corner of the room like the other prisoners. The man had long, dirty, tangled hair. He was so thin that he looked like a skinned skeleton.

Hearing someone approaching, the prisoner raised his head. Gemini found a pair of eyes in the deep, black sockets, and he caught a hint of something strange from those eyes: this person seemed different from other prisoners.

He also maintains his "emotion", which is the ultimate luxury here.

Gemini paid attention to the nameplate on the door of the man's cell, which read: Sirius Black.

"Interesting guy." Gemini had a hunch that he would hear this name again in the future.

After searching one cell after another, the four of them finally stopped outside the room with "Bellatrix Lestrange" written on it.

Gemini glanced specifically at the dinner plate outside the cell, and he noticed that Bella seemed to have eaten a little of the food inside, but not much, only taking one or two bites of each item.

"Bellatrix." Aries called the prisoner's name, but the prisoner in the cell paid no attention to them.

Taurus glanced at Gemini and took out a crystal ball from his arms that was exactly the same as the one he used to bribe the dementors.

"This is its proper use." Taurus gently stroked the crystal ball, letting the colorful smoke inside float towards the prisoner in the cell, and penetrated into her nostrils along with her slow breathing.

call……

Bella's expression gradually became vivid, and the happiness that Taurus injected into her moistened her soul like nectar moistening dry soil, bringing a little life to her and adding a little more life to her face.

The smoke continued to be injected, and Bella's condition improved little by little. When a hint of blush appeared on her cheeks, Taurus cut off his emotional supply to her.

This time she reacted. She turned her head and looked at the crystal ball in Taurus' hand with greedy eyes.

"More, more!" A hoarse voice came from her throat.

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The first update is here.

Tired, sucked dry by the company...

Please wait a moment for the second update, there will definitely be more tonight.