[HP] Rosier's Rose

##1981 Azkaban

The prisoner who just came in next door is really annoying.

Most of the time he was either laughing wildly or yelling, yelling things like "I'm not me or I'd rather die." Occasionally he himself could calm down, but he seemed to be hitting his head against the wall, and the iron chain in his hand was smashing. rattling on the prison bars.

Why do dementors only know how to suck happiness, but can't give noisy prisoners a kiss to quiet them down?

Sefula tossed and turned on the straw irritably, raised her hands and slammed the shackles on both wrists fiercely.The intentional loud noise paused the unintentional collision for a while, and before Sevra could breathe a sigh of relief, that annoying guy started yelling again.

Was I like this in the beginning?Sefula let out a long scream in annoyance, turning all the mania in her heart into a rustling pain in her throat.But at least I'm like that because I was sucked by a dementor. How did he go crazy all the time?

Maybe it was because the witch's long howling was really harsh, the movement over there actually stopped, and the prison fell into a sudden silence, only the dull sound from the bitter sea wind blowing through the thick rock wall outside Azkaban .

"Hey, newcomer, are you crazy?" Saifula leaned against the railing, trying to poke her head out a little more so that her hoarse and deep voice would not be absorbed by the stone wall of the prison, "I don't believe it Crazy people can commit crimes worthy of being thrown into the highest-risk prison area. I advise you not to toss about. There has never been a precedent for a felon in Azkaban to be retried. Besides, if you would rather die, why don't you give him a slap in the face before you are caught? How about an Avada by yourself?"

There was no reply for a long while, and Sefula counted ten silently again, convinced that it was really a while and not her own illusion.

"I said, you can't really be a lunatic, are you? Azkaban has no shortage of lunatics. I was hoping that you would quarrel with me when you first came in."

"Okay, okay, then I'll start a fight, right? Then I'll start—within half a year, the Dark Lord will definitely die."

Sefula thought the buddy next door would yell, or laugh at herself, or praise the Dark Lord so madly that it would attract dementors, just like the non-mad Death Eaters in the nearby cells did at first , or at most ignore her, just like they are now.

Unexpectedly, he said, "The Dark Lord is dead, and he was defeated as prophesied, just the day before yesterday."

Sevra opened her mouth, and her ears were immediately overwhelmed by the shouts and curses of the Death Eaters around her. It's been a long time since Azkaban has been so lively. Those Death Eaters have long learned to think that Sevra is a lunatic, yes Her provocation fell on deaf ears, not expecting that the first human words of this obnoxious noisemaker could have so much energy.

Sefula felt happy for a long time, and she couldn't be happy the next moment.

【Sephora...I'm sorry...It's raining too much...I can only rely on my feelings...】

no no no!Say no more!shut up!

The faint image of Moody dissipated, and Sefula heard Evan's voice. Evan seemed to be fighting with someone, chanting a spell and yelling, "Who gave you the courage to bully my Evan's sister?"

Sefula turned her head following the sound, wanting to find Evan in surprise, but the moment she turned her head, she saw a green light hit Evan, and Evan fell stiffly.

Do not! ! ! !

Sefula rushed over to catch Evan's falling body, but she was blocked by an invisible wall, and she kept retreating as if evading, but suddenly her arm was clamped by a strong hand. Erfin handed the ring of the Rozier family to her, and the light of the ring pointed directly at Sephora.

Sefula struggled to leave, but behind her seemed to be a soft bed, on which she was pressed, Dolphin pinched her neck and yelled something ferociously.

【Blame that damned lion!Damn Lion and his damn Mudblood friends! 】

Sefula woke up suddenly, she fell to the ground, covered in sweat, her wet hair was messily sticking to her face, she didn't know whether it was tears or sweat covering her face.The dementor had drifted away contentedly, the Death Eaters were silent, and Azkaban fell into silence again, only Sephora was panting heavily.

Sefula gasped for a while before feeling that she could barely breathe again. She groped to stand up, but her legs and feet were still weak. excruciating pain.

Sefula laughed lowly, and the laughter became louder and louder, from a low laugh to a wild laugh, and then to a hysterical scream. She screamed several times in a row, and every time she screamed, she squeezed out all the breath accumulated in her chest. Pressing it out until her voice was completely hoarse and she couldn't make a sound, Sefula fell backwards on the cold ground behind her in a kneeling position.

The dementors didn't come, and there was clearly no joy in the laughter.

"Are you all right?" asked the prisoner next door.

Sefula raised a hand, and the two iron handcuffs collided perfunctorily twice, which was the answer that she was still alive.

"I... I didn't expect this to make you so happy, I thought you were a Death Eater too?"

Sefula grinned in place, thinking how do you know I'm not?I'm obviously happy for other reasons, otherwise why do you think I'm quarreling with someone?

"Of course she's a Death Eater." Another hoarse female voice answered the noiser's question instead of Sephora, "Never mind that crazy woman, but you, boy, tell me, what exactly did you mean?"