[Comprehensive · Main HP] Arthur's Adventure

The jury whispered to each other, and Ludwig calmly pointed out the facts, "You probably won't be able to keep your wand. I didn't expect them to invent such a new thing."

Arthur was a little regretful, after all, it was a magic wand that had been with him for so long.

The jury quickly discussed it, and the judge tapped the hammer and said, "Now, please raise your hand if you think Mr. Arthur Max is innocent."

Only three people raised their hands, including Lucius Malfoy.

But it didn't help, the outcome was already doomed.

The judge said again, "If you think Arthur Max is guilty, please raise your hand."

The rest of the jury raised their hands.

The judge tapped the hammer, "Then, Mr. Arthur Max, will be sentenced to three years in Azkaban, and his wand will be broken."

The red-haired witch waved her wand, and Arthur's wand floated up from the basin. A black-haired wizard stepped forward, holding both ends of Arthur's wand with both hands, and exerted a little force.

Arthur heard a snap, and his scarlet wand snapped in two.

Then the red-haired witch waved her wand, and the broken wand was blown to pieces.

Then some Aurors in black uniforms came over, they put iron chains on Arthur's hands and feet, and then carried Arthur out of the dock.

Arthur saw Lucius' indifferent face and Mrs. Zabini's triumphant expression.

Arthur had a panoramic view of everyone's expressions, and finally he lowered his head and followed Auror's footsteps out of the court.

Afterwards, Arthur was blindfolded by cloth strips, and after turning more than a dozen turns, he was put on a boat.

The boat swayed for a long time before the black cloth was removed from Arthur's face.

At this time, there was an isolated island in the middle of the sea, and there was a huge building in the center of the island. The whole building was made of black unknown stones, and it was broken and broken in all directions.Near the top there are small windows closed by iron bars.

The cold that penetrated the bone marrow spread from the limbs to the heart.Arthur let out a hot breath, and looked coldly at the dementors hovering around them.

Above their heads, a civet cat and a big dog were running in mid-air, and the dementors kept approaching them and were kept driven away by the patron saint.

Arthur knew in his heart that when the two Aurors left, the dementors would swarm up and suck away all his happy memories.

Arthur was escorted all the way in. He looked to both sides, and the ragged prisoners were slumped in the corner like mud with their eyes blank. There was a black-haired woman who looked a bit nervous lying in the cell. On the iron railing of the door, she stuck her head out desperately, and when she saw Arthur coming in, she let out a series of very weird laughter.

The Aurors ignored her and just led Arthur into the cell opposite the woman.

Arthur was cast with a Petrifying Charm, and then unshackled from his hands and feet.

The Aurors left the cell and locked the door, and the Patronuses followed their master.

The coldness invaded the room, and Arthur felt terrible, his thinking gradually became dull, and all the joy and good memories of the past were leaving him.

At this time, a little warmth dispelled the cold like night, 'What is that? ' thought Arthur, but his dull brain could come up with nothing.

It seemed like a long time later, Arthur heard the sound of a woman crying, Ludwig said something softly, and a cold hand covered Arthur's forehead.

As if a century had passed, Arthur lifted his heavy eyelids. Above his head, a phoenix was hovering in the air. The light of the patron saint illuminated the dark prison cell. Ludwig helped Arthur sit up, Then he reached out from Arthur's pocket and took out the potion for nourishing the soul and poured it on the crown placed aside.

The noisy voice reached Arthur's ears, and Arthur gasped a little uncomfortable.

"Lord..." Arthur heard the crying woman from the opposite door, and the people locked up in the rooms next to her were also crowded in front of the iron railing, all of them looked at this with excited expressions. side.

"Wow, are these all your old subordinates?" Arthur said, "It seems that they are very loyal to you."

Ludwig smiled, "Are you better? If you are better, you can summon the patron saint yourself. This spell requires too much magic power."

Arthur nodded, and amidst the exclamations of the Death Eaters, a similar phoenix shot up from Arthur's palm.Then the phoenix began to shrink, and finally shrunk to only a slap.

Ludwig stood up, walked a few steps forward and walked to the aisle outside the cell, "Long time no see, Bella, long time no see, my faithful servants!"

The Death Eaters knelt down to Ludwig in the cell with excited faces, "Mylord!"

Arthur leaned against the wall and let his Patronus fly over Ludwig's head to add to his aura.Arthur saw that Ludwig's few words had aroused the fighting spirit of the group of Death Eaters who looked very depressed and full of lifelessness, and couldn't help feeling very emotional.

Ludwig quickly calmed down the emotions of the Death Eaters. With Ludwig's encouragement, the Death Eaters who knew wandless magic released their patron saints one after another, and through the patron saint The word was sent to set the time for each to use the Patronus Charm.

After the shift was arranged, those Death Eaters who were imprisoned in other areas also knew about their master's return to the country.

This might be the busiest day ever in Azkaban.

With Death Eaters taking turns casting the Patronus Charm, Arthur never released his Patronus again.After the effectiveness of the petrification spell faded completely, Arthur did not release the Patronus, but began to practice wandless magic whenever he had free time every day, trying to get familiar with the way the magic power worked when each spell was cast.

Ludwig has been resting in the crown since that night, and the Patronus Charm is too much for a soul composed of pure magic without a body.

Azkaban is isolated from the outside world, and any news that reaches here will be intercepted. Arthur doesn't know what kind of uproar the outside world has caused because of him, the youngest prisoner in Azkaban ever.

Arthur just woke up every day and ate the breakfast brought by the house elf, then started to practice magic, followed by lunch, and took a rest in the afternoon or chatted with Bellatrix at the opposite door.

Arthur has always felt that Bellatrix respected himself too much.

For example, now, just after Arthur finished his spell practice for a day, Bella came to talk to Arthur, "Mr. Max, your spell level has improved a lot."

Arthur picked up the cold white bread on the plate, "You don't need to address me, Mrs. Lestrange." Arthur didn't know how many times he repeated this sentence.

Bellatrix fell silent.

Arthur didn't speak anymore, and swallowed the dry and hard bread with the cold water.

Arthur lived in Azkaban for half a month. Although there was no threat of dementors, no one from the Ministry of Magic would come here. They thought it was an indestructible cage. Even if Sirius Black escaped from prison, Nor did it ring alarm bells for them.

During this period of time, the daily food was only two white breads and a glass of water. Even Arthur couldn't hold on, and became pale and emaciated.

Ludwig searched for the spells recorded in the crown every day, and then taught Arthur to practice.

Arthur had never studied so seriously.

Because of his photographic memory, Arthur has always heard about learning, read it, and forget it after learning it. He has never practiced it repeatedly.

And now that Arthur had nothing to do in Azkaban, he began to repeatedly contact those spells.

Only then did Arthur discover that the more he practiced the spell, the shorter the interval between shots and the faster the speed.In the end, Arthur didn't even need to remember how the magic power worked, as long as he moved his finger, the magic would be released naturally.

It can be said to be handy.Arthur realized the benefits of more practice, so he naturally started to practice more.

With nothing to do all day long, the Death Eaters also began to practice wandless magic together.Most of the people who could come in had their wands broken, and only a few people hid their wands and escaped.

After another two months, Arthur managed to open the locked gate.

Arthur pushed the door open and walked out. He walked to Bellatrix's cell, put his hand on the door lock, and the door lock made a harsh sound, and it was opened after a while.

Arthur stepped back, and Bellatrix pushed open the door and came out.

The two nodded to each other, then one left and one right and walked out separately.

Arthur still remembered the way he had walked when he was locked in, so he quickly made a detour.Arthur summoned the patron saint, and the silver-white phoenix hovered over Arthur's head to drive away the dementors who wanted to pounce.

Arthur walked out of the gate of Azkaban Prison, and could see a small shack by the sea not far away, and an old house-elf with a dark complexion was staying at the door of the shack.Seeing Arthur coming out, the house-elf was terrified and was about to run away, but was caught by Arthur with the anti-apparition spell.

The magic chain was wrapped tightly around the house-elf's neck, and the house-elf was terrified.He screamed at the top of his voice, and then Arthur used the Silencing Charm.

"If you can keep listening to me, I'll let you go. Otherwise, I'll kill you. Do you hear me?"

The house-elf blinked in horror and nodded.

Arthur lifted the Silencing Charm, and the house-elf let out an ugly cry, tears and snot flowing from his nose.Arthur stood a little further away in disgust, the magic chain was still wrapped around the house elf's neck, and it would tighten as long as the other party moved slightly.

The house-elf stood there trembling, and Arthur stood beside him, waiting.After a while, a group of Death Eaters headed by Bellatrix came towards Arthur.

Bellatrix bowed to Arthur and asked, "What's next, Mr. Max?"

Arthur glanced at the Death Eaters following Bellatrix, and at the other released prisoners who were scattered around and looked at them. Arthur grabbed the crying house-elf .

"Take us away!" Arthur said.

The house elf cried and shook his head and said, "No! The master told me to watch you so I can't let you go!"

Arthur looked regretful, "Really."

Arthur bent down and picked up a rock and turned it into a knife, the blade resting on the house-elf's neck, "And now?"

The house-elf howled and shook his head frantically.

So Arthur chopped off his head.

Then Arthur cast a spell to draw out all the blood from the house elf's body, and a magic circle drawn with blood formed on the ground.