Hogwarts becomes host

The cells were very empty, with only one or two cells occupied.

Most of the prisoners were as numb and quiet as the animals on the two floors below:

Some of them sat in the dark, muttering to the wall.

Some were sitting on the ground, staring at the windows with empty eyes.

Some were lying on the bed, rolling and screaming crazily, as if they had some horrible nightmare.

However, when the members of the Wizengamot passed by, a prisoner suddenly jumped on him with a yell, and the audience in the live broadcast room almost had a heart attack from him.

His eyes were full of despair and madness, and his hands kept shaking and hitting the iron railings. He even stretched out dry and thin hands from the gaps, desperately trying to grab people's robes.

No one in the Wizengamot slowed down, and until the end, no one even glanced at the prisoner.

Elaine shivered suddenly, it was so cold here.

"Tsk" the old witch who hated Dementors complained displeasedly. "I hate dementors. Even if they are imprisoned for only one year, these people will be useless and crazy. This damn place is not suitable for a prison at all."

"People must pay for their crimes," the person who just scolded Sirius said coldly, "These guys deserve it. They have jobs everywhere, and they can use magic to provide food and clothing, but they don't do serious things. They deserve to be fed to dementors." "

Most of the Wizengamot members agreed with the latter's words, while only a few shook their heads helplessly.

"Let me tell you, although Adair Shafiq made a big fuss, he had enough reasons why he had to compromise with Fudge." The man continued to complain, "These scum should become the nourishment of the Dementors, even if they have An unbreakable oath, who knows what those people will do if they are released."

Since there are fewer prisoners and fewer dementors nearby, the air and atmosphere on this floor are better than those on the lower two floors.

This made the members of the Wizengamot looser their mouths, and they began to chat casually.

"I don't think they will agree." Another middle-aged man sneered. "Holy 28 families, how arrogant they are. To hand over their inheritance and wealth to mudbloods like us is tantamount to asking them to die."

"It's better to die, just a waste of food and air." An old man muttered in a low voice.

"It's okay to let them go," said the leading man walking at the front. "Even if you accept the conditions, these people will have to be monitored by Aurors for two years. And I heard that the Ministry of Magic is planning to destroy the term pure blood and declare that pure blood wizards are extinct. All wizards have Muggle blood. Although it has not been proposed yet, If they are close to agreeing, let’s talk about it.”

"Hey, hey, is it true?"

"Who knows, isn't this proposal approved yet? Maybe it doesn't pass in the end and disappears without a trace."

"Aha, I like this idea."

"Ahem, there are children here." The old witch looked at them displeased. "You guys calm down."

"It's okay, Elaine is not an ordinary child." Dumbledore said calmly. "A normal child, Adair, would not be thrown into Azkaban. After all, he is the last bloodline of the Shafiq family."

""Elaine felt speechless. The old principal said that she was like a monster. She was just more mature than ordinary people.

"If you value a place like this, you will throw it here."

“Uncut gems don’t shine.”

They chatted like this while walking through long corridors one after another, and finally came to the center of the fortress.

When she heard the leader say that this was the heavy prison area, Elaine was confused.

Heavy prison area

This is only separated from the ordinary prison area by a corridor. There are no other partition walls, barbed wires, control entrances or defensive magic. The specifications are exactly the same as the ordinary prison area, except that there are many more dementors. This place is called the heavy prison area.

No wonder Sirius was able to escape from prison successfully

"Excuse me, are the only measures in Azkaban to prevent prisoners from escaping: sea water, iron bars and dementors?" Elaine asked with a headache. "No other defensive magic or facilities"

"Why?" The Wizengamot member standing next to Elaine touched her head, "Don't be afraid, they don't have wands and are as fragile as Muggles. Even if they are lucky enough to escape through the iron railings, they can't escape. Overwhelming Dementors."

"That is, it is a bit troublesome to release it privately internally." Another person continued. "Only the Ministry of Magic's portkey can access this island. Outsiders can't find their place, and those inside can't escape. This can be said to be the most secure wizard prison in the world."

""

This is the most secure wizard prison in the world. A large number of Death Eaters escaped within seven years.

Stupid wizard, let’s learn about the American TV series Prison Break. Yes, you don’t even have a TV or a computer.

Please, this is not easy. If you want to escape here, you have to stay awake first. I want you to stay here for two days.

No, I almost went crazy just watching the 20-minute live broadcast. I retreated and waited for the edited version.

The Death Eaters were able to escape only because the Dementors let them go. Only Sirius actually escaped on his own.

After entering the heavy prison area, the crowd must pass among the dementors.

Because there are dementors guarding the cells in the heavy prison area day and night, which is why a wizard just said that this place is hell.

24-hour dementor personal protection, this is not hell, what is it.

Many people have strengthened their patronus, but what's even more annoying is that the dementors are still very interested in Elaine.

Dementors continued to abandon their guard duties and follow the crowd until they were dispersed by Dumbledore's Phoenix Guardian.

Whenever he dispersed a dementor, a new dementor would automatically appear from a distance to take over as guard. Only then did Elaine understand why Dumbledore said that when Dumbledore destroyed the island, some wizards would be afraid of the entire island. It seems to have autonomous consciousness, it desires life and offerings, and can detect and respond to the movements of wizards.

"We're here." The wizard walking at the front finally stopped and shouted inside. "Blake, are you dead?"

"It seems, not yet." The deep male voice replied. "Long time no see, Realdes."

Inside the cell, Sirius Black was sitting against the dark wall. The light passed through the window and left a mark on the dark ground. He was staring at the mark.

Relying on the light of the patron saint, Elaine could see his appearance clearly: a long-haired man in his forties or almost fifty years old, with pale skin, wearing a dirty and torn robe, skinny as a stick, with no flesh on his body or cheeks. His eyes were hollow and sinister, looking like a mummy.

However, if I remember correctly, Blake is only thirty-three years old this year.

"So many Wizengamot members, even Dumbledore is here, kid." When Elaine looked at him, Black was also looking at her curiously. "This is not a place for children, Professor, since when did Azkaban become an outdoor teaching location at Hogwarts?"

"Shut up, you traitor. This has nothing to do with you." The wizard who hated Sirius kicked the iron railing hard. "Why aren't you crazy? Damn it. Damn it."

He pulled out his wand and pointed forward, and the people beside him hurriedly stopped him.

"Don't be like this, the child is watching." One person said. "Follow the procedure to confirm his identity first, then force him to drink the Veritaserum and the Revealing Agent. No need for the Revealing Agent, just the Veritaserum."

"If you can drink something other than water," Black tilted his head and said, "Then let's have a glass of fire whiskey. I haven't had it for a long time. I miss the taste."

"You're a guy who only deserves to drink slug slime."

The red light emitted by the wand hit Black and knocked him hard against the wall. Most of the wizards shook their heads and sighed, but Elaine noticed that a few people had expressions of approval.

"Crona, you impatient fool, what are you asking us to do with the stun spell?" the old witch shook her head and pointed at Black with her wand, "Follow the procedure and tie him up."

Several wizards obeyed the order and raised their wands, used magic to tie Blake into a rice dumpling, and then force-fed Veritaserum into his body.

Their actions were very rude, causing a barrage of curses, and a large group of human rights groups suddenly jumped out to brush up the frequency.

Elaine said nothing. This is how prisoners are treated.

"The interrogation begins now." The old witch waved her wand, and Black was pulled up by the rope and forced to the iron railing. "Who are you"

"Sirius Orion Black." Sirius replied with a dull face and unfocused eyes. "I am the eldest son of Orion Black and Walburga Black."

"He's right." Another wizard stared straight at Black's face and said, "The memory is confirmed."

Two old wizards holding parchments in the back began to write records.

"When did you enter Azkaban?" the old witch continued to question.

"April 1981, 11."

"Are you a Death Eater?"

"No."

"This...I can't find the memory of the Death Eaters either."

This answer made many members of the Wizengamot frown, and the wizard in charge of the potion was busy for a while.

It wasn't until he swore with his wand that the Veritaserum was effective that everyone decided to shelve the issue and continue questioning.

"Tell me what you're in jail for."

"I" Blake said slowly and emotionlessly after hesitating for a few seconds. "I betrayed James Potter and Lily Potter, I revealed their whereabouts to Voldemort, and I killed them."

"How did you kill the Potters?" the old witch asked.

"Dumbledore asked Lily and James to hide with the Fidelity Charm. He said someone informed him that Voldemort wanted Harry Potter's life." Black answered smoothly. "After using the Fidelity Charm, as long as the Secret Keeper does not leak the secret, Voldemort will never be able to find the Potter family. James and Lily will be safe, but the Secret Keeper is in danger of being found by Voldemort."

"Although Dumbledore volunteered, we couldn't put more burdens on Dumbledore, so I volunteered to protect James' secret and I served as James' secret keeper."

At this point, he shook his head and waited for a few seconds before continuing.

"Then the secret came out. Voldemort killed James and Lily. I killed them. Then I went to find Peter. I wanted to kill Peter. I killed Peter."

After that, he muttered a bunch of nonsense intermittently, and then lowered his head again.

"The memory reading failed again." The wizard using Legilimency frowned. "He's using Occlumency"

"Can you do it..." A wizard glanced at Dumbledore secretly. "Do you want to change someone?"

"Whoever replaces you"

"...Forget it, try harder."

"I tried my best but his memory was very confused."

"The confession obtained by Veritaserum is also vague," said Dumbledore. "He doesn't seem to know the answer himself."

"He is an undercover agent. The mysterious person may have erased his memory." The wizard who stunned Black snorted coldly. "The effect of the Veritaserum is still taking effect. He has admitted that he betrayed the Potters. There is no problem."

"If his memory has been deleted, it's normal." A wizard shook his head. "And if you stay in a ghost place like Azkaban, your memory may deteriorate. I agree with Crona."

"One question will confirm it." The old witch asked, "Answer me, are you James Potter's Secret Keeper?"

"Yes." Blake replied calmly without hesitation.

"Very well, he deserves to die," the wizard named Crona shouted. "The secret keeper betrayed the secret. Let us execute him and avenge the Potters."

"Agreed." Another member who was casting a protective spell to ward off the dementors turned around and complained, "This is a waste of time. It's a waste of veritaserum and I'm freezing to death. I want to drink a cup of hot tea."

"But, he just denied that he was a Death Eater." The old witch was still hesitating.

"Even his memory was tampered with in order to be an undercover agent. He doesn't remember joining, so naturally he won't think he is."

"Then why would he admit to betraying the Potters?"

"Because his master is dead and there is no one to help him modify his memory, so he should give up on himself." The old wizard who was recording said impatiently. "Anyway, the matter involving the Potters alone is enough to warrant the death penalty. Deal with it as soon as possible. I don't want it to take too long."

"It is better to jump directly to the punishment after the subsequent prisoners confirm their identity and crime, and solve the problem as soon as possible."

"I think there is no need to investigate the crime, just confirm the identity. There is no way these scum are innocent."

Every member of the Wizengamot just wants to get over it and go home as soon as possible.

Elaine wanted to agree with them, because the dementors were really annoying, and this hellish place was not suitable for people to stay at all; but this careless attitude could not find out the problem at all, let alone their preconceived notions. Blake was found guilty.

"Okay, give him the antidote and prepare to read out the message from the Ministry of Magic."

"Sorry. Can I ask a few questions?" Elaine suddenly interrupted. "My father told me to ask."

Most of the Wizengamot members looked at her curiously.

"Yes, the effect of the Veritaserum is still there anyway." After hesitating for a while, the old witch nodded, "But the questions and answers will be recorded. At the same time, you are not allowed to use any magic or have physical contact with the prisoner. .”

"I know." Elaine took a deep breath, looked at Blake, and asked.

"Is Peter Pettigrew James Potter's Secret Keeper?"

"Yes." Blake answered calmly, without hesitation, just like before.

The wizard who was preparing the antidote almost knocked over the potion in his hand.