From Azkaban To Hogwarts

"We have contacted the black marketeer who is smuggling people, and he can provide us with a door key that is not recorded, and then we can fly directly to the Canadian border and turn back through there to our destination."

The Purifier said respectfully to Barty Jr. During this time, they had been impressed by this bold, careful and cruel Death Eater.

"Have you investigated it?"

Little Barty looked up from the newspaper and asked.

"He is a boss with a good reputation. He has been doing this business for a long time."

The purifier answered with some nervousness, but little Barty showed his teeth, smiled brightly, shook a finger, and said in a very kind voice, "No, no, no, I mean, we have investigated near his residence. ?"

"His reputation is very good, and if he dies, then our whereabouts..."

"Why would you think of such a cruel thing? We only need an Imperius Curse, just an Imperius Curse. It is a good choice to make him one of our own... It is not a good thing that he has a good reputation in the local area. It means It's easy for us to be betrayed by him..."

Little Barty smiled heartily, but the Purifier couldn't help but shudder - after seeing the Death Eater laughing after killing people, he didn't dare to look at him directly.

"Let's take Ms. Bella to explore the terrain later. She's so suffocated there that it's time to move on."

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"Now?"

Dumbledore looked at William in the office, his face full of uncontrollable surprise.

He has always been very well-mannered in the office, and even the resurrection of the Dark Lord has never made him look so frightened, but this time is different - this time it is a real crime.

Yes, crime.

To be honest, whether other wizards can enter the depths of Azkaban depends on the jury's mood for a serious crime - robbing a bank.

"It's too early, Professor William."

Dumbledore now had a strange emotion that he wanted to express, but he didn't know what to say - the visit to Azkaban had just ended, and both the students and the Ministry of Magic felt very good, and then this person persuaded the students not to commit crimes The professor started to encourage him to invade Gringotts...

Ever since that decisive battle that he was reluctant to recall, Dumbledore had never encountered anything so embarrassing - the invasion of the wizarding bank Gringotts, and he had to be the main force...

You can't just leave it to your own professors - although the Ministry of Magic knows that this will happen, if it fails, the Ministry of Magic will not dare to protect people...

After finally recruiting a very reliable professor, he couldn't trick the professor back into Azkaban for his own reasons.

On the other hand, William was completely unaware of the embarrassment of his principal.

"Now is the best time. Bella's Death Eaters have escaped from prison, and the entire magical world is hunting them. The goblins in Gringotts don't dare to touch the things in the vault. It won't be certain after a while. They can Not a good thing."

"There are many ways inside, principal. I have heard before that after many pure-blood families died or wizard families were disbanded due to accidents, the goblins would secretly investigate everything and hide the property. This is true! "

William wasn't lying - the one next to his cell had previously worked for a prisoner in the depths to collect information. Their gang was eyeing the property left in the vault by the wizards who died during the Wizarding War, thinking about what was inside. I haven't updated the protective measures for a long time. If I don't have them, I won't be discovered. But after collecting information and sneaking in, I found that the vault was so empty that it would make a mouse cry...

"Not many goblins would dare to touch something from a pure-blood family."

Dumbledore didn't say anything, but the mural on the wall said something dissatisfied.

"You are wrong about this - goblins are the most treacherous existence in the entire wizarding world," William knew very clearly about those guys. "Those guys regard the treasures and props entrusted by wizards to make and buy as their own, and those money It’s just rent.”

"Headmaster, look at the Horcrux we found now," William pointed to the crown sealed by glass on the table, "Ravenclaw's crown is an antique, Slytherin's locket is an antique, and that ring that day ——”

William looked at it and didn't see the ring on the table. "It's also an antique. It's not an ancient diary or it belongs to the Dark Lord himself, so the next one is probably an antique. Do you think the goblin will let it go?"

This reason successfully convinced Dumbledore - Horcruxes are too dangerous, and God knows if the goblins will bring out another Voldemort if they hide them.

"So, where should we go first?"

"The Lestrange family - the Bella family."

William took out the list from his pocket, "She is said to be the Dark Lord's favorite Death Eater, even more favored than the Malfoy family. Check that family's treasury first."

"Besides, we have to find..."

William's fingers crossed the list, making Dumbledore feel guilty for the first time - how many vaults were he going to invade?

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"right here?"

The last section of the journey was the most difficult - for the sake of confidentiality, they could not directly apparate to the vicinity of Ilvermorny. They had to use a broomstick and the Disillusionment Charm to fly all the way there.

This is a very difficult journey. The Death Eaters who have long been accustomed to apparating are not good at this kind of travel. Not to mention that their bodies, which were extremely damaged in Azkaban, are also not affected by this transfer. How much to recover.

But everyone, including the Purifiers, was in good spirits. The Death Eaters who escaped from Azkaban even began to unconsciously touch their left arm, but then hesitantly moved away when the arm was about to fall. .

Little Barty was the first to get off the broomstick. It was midnight, but he didn't feel sleepy at all. "How much longer do we have?"

"It will be ready soon. I sent the owl the time of our arrival in code words."

The Purifiers answered quickly, but with a bit of anxiety in their tone - they didn't know how well they had completed their mission. The primary target, Barty Crouch Jr., had been brought back intact, but Aziz Prisoners of Caban…

In particular, the death of Umbridge, who was known as the number one Death Eater in the British wizarding media, greatly compromised the results of their operation.

"The side door will open..."

The Purifier whispered, feeling that the Death Eaters around him were becoming a little more crazy, which was really scary.

His feeling was correct - the madness increased and increased almost without stopping in the following time. Before heading to the office where the Dark Lord was, he was even a little scared and wanted to slip away.

But the door opened after a knock.

The Dark Lord sat on the large desk and looked at the group of visitors.

"Welcome, my Death Eaters."

The Dark Lord stood up, "Welcome home. Fourteen years... fourteen years since our last gathering."

"thump…"

The Purifier heard this sound, and then the sound of knees hitting the floor.

"Master...Master..."

Those Death Eaters who were so cruel that he was afraid of on the road knelt down and walked on their knees. Their eyes of disbelief and regret intertwined, and they slowly crawled to the side of the Dark Lord and kissed his robe. , then step back, stand up, and leave the position to the next person.

Little Barty was the first to complete this strange ritual, his eyes full of piety and uneasiness.

"Master...Master, I messed up...I messed up..."

After everyone stood up, Barty knelt down again, "That Umbridge was killed before I rushed in... I underestimated Azkaban's defensive strength, and I killed your loyal servant…"

‘…’

Voldemort looked at this loyal follower who was imprisoned one after another, and wanted to punish him but couldn't get angry no matter what - was Umbridge his Death Eater? Little Barty, you were the most loyal person back then, you should know that, right?

At this moment when manpower is somewhat stretched, Barty Jr. and the Death Eaters he brought back are important reinforcements and absolutely loyal reinforcements - most of the people rescued by Barty were the first batch to be imprisoned in Azka Ban's prisoners, they are people who would rather be captured in Azkaban than betray.

This was good, he liked it very much. Although the rest of the Death Eaters did not betray directly, they were not that loyal - not absolutely loyal... and it was not a pity to be sacrificed.

The only regret is Umbridge's death - if she is really the most hidden Death Eater, then she must have a group of subordinates who are more loyal and able to do things, but now, with Umbridge died, and the contact information of those people disappeared.

But, he has no memory at all...

"You have tried your best, Barty, but a mistake is a mistake," Voldemort raised his ferocious face, opened his two slit-like nostrils and sniffed. "You should know how."

Little Barty closed his eyes, and the Dark Lord quickly raised his wand.

"Heart-breaking and bone-cutting!"

He began to twist and scream in pain, but the Death Eaters around him showed no fear at all, and even had a bit of fanaticism on their faces.

The spell casting ended quickly, and little Barty lay on the ground in pain, letting out a small scream of unknown meaning.

"Welcome to you too, my loyal Death Eaters."

Bella's face became twisted and agitated.

"It can be seen that you are not doing well. The living coffin was tortured in Azkaban. Voldemort will not let the loyalty of the loyalists be paid in vain - take a good rest and recover your body. We are going to have a fight next It’s a very big show.”

"Bertha," Voldemort's smile froze for a moment, but quickly recovered, "Bertha will arrange everything for you. Although she doesn't always do the right things, she is absolutely loyal and trustworthy."

'Bertha? ’

This strange name entered the ears of the Death Eaters, and it also made them a little jealous - why is that Bertha so trusted?

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"Is it this way?"

In the deep underground passage, William compared the surrounding environment and signs, and roughly determined that this was their target.

He now wears an invisibility cloak - loaned to him by Dumbledore.

That's right, whether it's a loan or a gift, this makes people wonder - Dumbledore can't even afford a set of Invisibility Cloak as a gift?

But Dumbledore obviously didn't have William's thoughts. He was still embarrassed at the moment - he had been upright in the wizarding world for almost fifty or sixty years, and now he actually wanted to steal things!

"Yes," Dumbledore put away the weirdness, carefully identified it, and raised his wand after confirming that he would not get the wrong target this time, "This is right here."

"Wait a minute, principal!"

William lowered his voice and shouted, "Try not to take action!"

This weird statement made Dumbledore look at William - after spending a long time to trick him, he didn't let him take action?

"Here I go, I'll try to crack it, and you can help stop the alarm message from sounding with a slightly clumsy method."

As William spoke, he took out various magic tools from his bag and explained, "If you take action, you won't be able to leave any traces, and you will be in big trouble."

‘Are you in big trouble? ’

Dumbledore was stunned for a moment, and then understood what William said.

No trace is the biggest trace - according to the protection of Gringotts, if a person sneaks in without leaving any trace, he is basically pointing at his nose and telling others that the prisoner's name is Albus Dumbledore.

Although this can be regarded as recognition of his strength, he obviously has no intention of signing and checking in at such a place.

William took two steps back when Dumbledore didn't speak, and suddenly became happy - who in the entire wizarding world could let Dumbledore hold the door when it was unlocked, and then conquer the Gringotts vault?

'this is not OK…'

‘This...can’t do it either’

For about twenty minutes, William tried sixteen or seventeen sideways methods, and then found a suitable method around the twenty-third minute - this violent method of removing the guardian magic naturally triggered a series of alarms, but Before it could pass outside, it was quickly intercepted by Dumbledore.

"opened!"

William didn't know where his inexplicable sense of pride came from, but it was indeed very happy - although without Dumbledore's assistance, he might have been blocked by a striker or even an Auror ten minutes ago.

"Next—we need...this!"

As William spoke, he took out a lamp from his backpack and lit it carefully.

"Items found in a dark magic prop shop, used to roughly identify the age of items. The more severe the light changes color, the older the item is. Of course, Horcruxes may be immune, but that's even better - is this?"

He was stunned, and then looked at a gold cup in a conspicuous place. It glowed like a diamond under the light - there was a very obvious Hufflepuff logo on it that no one could doubt was fake...

"You're kidding...you found it now?"

William swallowed and looked at Dumbledore, and Dumbledore looked at him, with disbelief in their eyes.

That's it?

"How about... if we search more, maybe there are other Death Eater families?"

William looked unbelievable.

Dumbledore showed a tangled expression, but in the end he nodded helplessly, "Search them all once and try not to make any mistakes..."