Harry Potter’s Natural Villain Chapter 282: The Robbery (Part 1)

Without the help of boats or other means of transportation, a man in a black robe suddenly appeared on the coastline and set foot on the island within the range of Azkaban.

The waves lashed against the beach walls and rocks wantonly, making a rumbling sound. This may be the most common sound among the islands deep in the sea.

He randomly looked at the granite castle-like building in front of him. The towering fortress was daunting. Most criminals were imprisoned in it and could only taste the almost infinite despair, but they were left with them.

"I'm here, my loyal subordinates." The man whispered, "I have come to rescue you. As a reward for your loyalty, you will receive supreme glory and my respect."

Voldemort, he came to robbery, or in other words, in order to reorganize his power.

He has never been imprisoned by Azkaban, but his knowledge of this place is not ignorant. On the contrary, he has a thorough understanding of this place.

Azkaban has existed since the 15th century, and its construction dates back to an earlier period. It was originally not a prison, but as a residence for a wizard.

The wizard called himself Ekrizdis, an extremely powerful and crazy dark wizard. He seduced, tortured, and killed Muggle sailors in the middle of the sea for pleasure. For this reason, he even nurtured A group of sea monsters-siren.

Their singing sounds like a natural sound, even the veils in the wizarding world are half inferior, which can make the best navigators get lost in the course, causing them to hit the rocks and destroy them.

The wizards use their power to capture Muggles. Day after day, year after year, the banshees are also happy to see it. This seems to be their destiny, and fulfilling their instincts is enough to make them happy. And contentment.

But one day, this rule was broken.

Like all vulgar love stories, they fell in love with a sailor on the deck at first sight. They gave up their singing and chose silence.

The sailors on the ship were prepared for a long time. He heard that there are charming sea monsters in this sea. Their singing is intoxicating wine but also deadly poison. So he plugged his ears with wax and chained them. He was tied to the mast.

But this is useless.

The siren’s singing can penetrate everything, and the seduced’s passion can break things harder than chains and masts.

When the sailor passed the sea, he was even complacent. He saw the movements of the sea monsters. He thought they were singing, but he was already prepared.

The banshees' necks are turning, they are breathing deeply, eyes are full of tears, their mouths are half open, but they are more beautiful than ever, stretched out and stretched waist, fluttering and spinning, spreading is daunting Let her hair flutter in the wind, keeping their hooks on the rocks.

How fascinating is the power of love.

But the sailor would never know for the rest of his life that there was a group of sea monsters who admired him in the endless sea.

The siren gained the fleeting love, but paid the price—they lost the ability to sing forever.

The sailor also escaped under the release of the sea monsters

This made the dark wizard furious, and he killed all the sirens.

It wasn't until after his old age that the concealment spell he cast expired and the Ministry of Magic realized the existence of the island or the building.

There were dementors all over there at that time, and they guessed that maybe it was the desperate siren who died before, and the emotions that spread, attracted them.

Afterwards, the magic part is for two factions. Many authorities believe that Azkaban is an evil place, and it is best to destroy it. Others worry that if the dementors who occupy the castle are left homeless, the consequences will be severe. These creatures are already very powerful and cannot be killed. Many people fear that if they destroy the thriving habitat of the dementors, they will receive terrible revenge. The walls of this building seem to be soaked in grief and pain, and the dementors insist on staying here. Experts who study the relationship between architecture and dark magic believe that Azkaban himself may retaliate against anyone who tries to destroy it. For these reasons, this fortress was abandoned for many years and became the home of dementors.

Of course, these eventually fell apart when a dictator came to power. He forcibly promoted the construction of Azkaban prison. In this way, according to him, the dementors can be used like guards and save the department. Time, reduce troubles and expenses.

The subsequent authorities have only seen the perfect record of the prison in terms of holding prisoners.

Azkaban, it continued like this.

And Voldemort came here today, the purpose is not simply to rob prison, he also wants to go to him to instigate those evil creatures, let them turn their backs, for his own use.

He himself does not know how to curse the gods. This is one of the few magic that he hasn't dabbled in, but he doesn't need it either. Voldemort himself represents the ultimate evil. He is the embodiment of fear and despair, the dementor. It is almost ineffective to him.

But looking at the now empty island with nothing but the castle, Voldemort's scarlet eyes narrowed slightly, and he noticed something unusual.

The hordes of strange creatures, rumbling noises under their feet, crossed the sand and rushed towards him.

There are tails that catch fire. They are the snails. This is now the main force of Azkaban’s guards. As the number grows, their lethality increases geometrically, and they are waving themselves at this time. The giant pincers, cruel in nature, they have reached a temporary peace within their own group, which means their unprecedented unity, hunting against foreign invaders.

A terrible water snake rose suddenly from the water not far away, it was as thick as a bucket, and it was daunting. It shook its body and slammed into them fiercely.

The sturdy water column stirred up sprays in the sky, blasting around, the flame at the tail of the snails was immediately extinguished, and these creatures were dying in a blink of an eye, lying stiffly on the sand.

"Oh, vulnerable." Voldemort glanced at the creatures not far from death with disdain, and continued to walk towards the prisoner Azkaban's castle.

"Jike!" The old trees on the road on both sides of the trail seemed to feel the invasion of foreign enemies. They swayed their bodies excitedly, seeming to be brewing something, making strange noises.

"What an nasty trick." Voldemort frowned again.

At this time~IndoMTL.com~A sea breeze suddenly blows across the coastline. The tall ancient trees seem to have spirituality. With the help of the wind, they bend their torso backwards, like a bow and arrow that is accumulating power. , As if it would break at any time.

Swish swish!

The wind stopped, and almost at the same moment, they straightened their bodies again, releasing the power they had just accumulated.

The fruit on the tree launched a fierce attack on the invader with the strength of the talent.

That is a kind of fruit that looks very much like a coconut. , At this time, it seemed like a round of cannonballs fired.

"Stab!"

Almost instantaneously, the hard shell of these fruits shot at Voldemort had a few openings, with a very anthropomorphic expression.

The stick figure-like eyes and mouth are very funny, and the angry eyes are very out of tune.

Voldemort felt a brutal greed from them.