Chapter 478
Late at night.
Northern sea.
Several Death Eaters came to the isolated island where Azkaban prison was located.
The Dementors had been completely turned against the Dementors, and the Carrows handed the list of people they needed to release to the Dementor leader.
Soon, dozens of Death Eaters were brought out, all of them skinny and weak.
The woman walking in front had messy black hair, but a crazy smile flashed in her eyes. Seeing the Carrows, she asked directly:
"Where is the master? I want to see the master."
"Don't be crazy, Pera, how could the master come to such a place." Lucius Malfoy frowned and said, and then handed down the flying broom that he had prepared in advance.
A few hours later, these Death Eaters who escaped from Azkaban returned to Malfoy's manor.
Voldemort was ecstatic to see so many capable subordinates, and laughed with ecstasy. The Death Eaters were also laughing crazily. Bella looked at Voldemort with fiery eyes, knelt on the ground, and kissed his toes.
Suddenly, Voldemort felt a pain in his brow, and a consciousness violently invaded his brain.
Bang!
The powerful magic burst out, and Pera, who had just stuck out her tongue, was blown away.
"Harry Potter?"
Voldemort screamed in disbelief.
Voldemort only felt a consciousness running rampant in his mind. This was not an illusion. His mental power was shaking, and the external consciousness wanted to explore his secrets.
The brain occlusion technique was running wildly, and finally, the intruder was found in his mind.
"Harry Potter!"
Voldemort was shocked and angry, wishing to tear Harry into pieces. His violent mental power did the same, mercilessly tearing the consciousness into pieces.
Far away in Hogwarts, Harry frowned in his sleep. At the moment his consciousness was torn apart, his eyes rolled back and he fainted.
"Master, what happened to Harry Potter?"
Seeing Voldemort gradually calm down, Bella dared to get close again and asked in a low voice.
"Nothing, the little bug just disgusted me." Voldemort took a deep breath and calmed down.
He quickly figured out the key to the matter.
It seems that because of the previous killing curse, he and Potter had established a special connection, and perhaps there was also the reason why he used Potter's blood to revive.
It was actually able to enter his mind.
Voldemort's eyes flashed, realizing that this was a threat, but also an opportunity. If he could invade Potter's brain, or take this opportunity to pass on some false information
"Rookwood." Voldemort pointed out the name of a Death Eater, "You used to work in the Department of Mysteries. You know what I need. Get it as soon as possible. If someone blocks your way... just get rid of it."
"Yes." Rookwood's heart tightened, and he quickly agreed.
After giving the order, Voldemort left.
He was going to=|
...
Harry's face changed. He knew that he might have been discovered. The anger was not directed at those people, but at Voldemort.
Realizing that he might be in trouble, Harry hurried to find someone who could help him-Professor McGonagall.
He also wanted to find Wayne directly, but Wayne had not appeared in school since yesterday.
After finding Professor McGonagall, Harry did not tell the content of the dream, but just said that his scar hurt and needed Wayne's help.
Professor McGonagall stared at him for a few seconds, as if to confirm the credibility of the content. In the end, she still believed it.
"Come with me, Potter." Professor McGonagall said simply-"I'll take you to see the headmaster."
The two came to her office, and Professor McGonagall sprinkled a handful of Floo powder into the fireplace, "Mr. Potter, remember not to call the wrong name."
After that, she walked in and shouted, "Greengrass Castle!"
Is Greengrass Astoria's home?
Harry thought to himself, without stopping his movements, and imitated Professor McGonagall to sprinkle a handful of floo powder, and clearly saw Greengrass Castle.
After a dizzy spell, Harry stumbled out of the fireplace, and Professor McGonagall helped him up to avoid falling to the ground.
"Thank you, Professor." Harry adjusted his glasses and looked around. It seemed to be a castle similar to Hogwarts, gorgeous and magnificent.
Bang!
A house elf flashed in front of the two.
"I'm here to see Mr. Lawrence." Professor McGonagall explained her purpose, and the house elf took them to the lawn behind the castle. Wayne was teasing the panda with Astoria, and there was a white-haired old man standing next to him, respectful like a butler.
"I'm not interested in your master's terms. I don't object to the deal, but you have to offer a price that makes me excited."
Wayne pushed Tuantuan to his buttocks and said to the old man. He saw Harry and Professor McGonagall walking towards him and waved.
"Okay, I have guests here, you go back first."
The old man sighed imperceptibly and bowed, saying, "LaoMr. Lance, I will convey your words to the adults. "
"Well, let him think about it carefully." Wayne responded, and the old man Apparated away.
"Professor McGonagall, Harry, why are you here?"
"Mr. Potter said that his scar hurts a lot, and he must see you." Professor McGonagall said, and glanced at Astoria who was trying hard to pull Tuan Tuan away to prevent it from getting close to Wayne.
In theory, except for the Hogsmeade Open Day, students are strictly prohibited from leaving the school even on weekends.
But obviously, their new headmaster did not take this school rule seriously.
After explaining, Professor McGonagall also tactfully left the space to Harry and Wayne, and found an excuse for not having eaten, and followed the elf into the castle.
"Wayne, I seem to be in trouble. "Harry immediately told all his dreams and guesses.
"Voldemort should have discovered this connection. I subconsciously used Legilimency at the time and had the action of going deep into his thoughts, so I was discovered..." Harry said disappointedly. If he had done it more covertly and had a higher level of proficiency in Legilimency, he might have been able to find out a lot of useful information.
Instead of being like now, not understanding anything yet, but revealing his true colors.
"It's okay. Even if you are discovered, there will definitely be a chance in the future." Wayne did not criticize him, but comforted him:
"The connection between you and Voldemort is not so easy to cut off. Work hard to learn Occlumency and Legilimency. One day you will be able to use them. ”
Because the professor is not Snape, Harry's brain block technique progressed smoothly.
It would have to go smoothly. Every time he attended class, he would be beaten to death by Wayne. Now the cat-leopard has to spend some effort to get the information he wants.
But Legilimency progressed slowly because there were no good experimental subjects.
Wayne gave two good ideas.
"You can also practice brain block technique at ordinary times. Just curse Snape in the potions class. As long as he doesn't find out, it will be considered a success."
"As for Legilimency... Isn't Ron the goalkeeper of Gryffindor now? You can just train with him and cheat with Legilimency. In this way, you have the opportunity to practice magic, and Ron improves his goalkeeping ability. Isn't it a win-win situation?"
"Is it...right? ” (To read exciting novels, go to Faloo Novel Network!)
Harry always felt something was wrong, but he couldn't tell for a moment.
Wayne added the last shot, "Come on, young man, when you master Legilimency, you can get information from Voldemort's mind and help me and Dumbledore."
As a protagonist with a strong sense of justice, Harry immediately felt a sacred sense of mission when he heard that he could help. He was like a chicken blood injection, and he wanted to pull Ron to the court to start training immediately.
Wayne nodded secretly.
Young people are good, they can be fooled with just a few words.
Professor McGonagallIt's not that easy to deal with.
At noon, Wayne kept the two of them for lunch. Before leaving, Professor McGonagall suddenly asked:
"Isn't that a British wizard?"
"Yes, he's a foreigner." Wayne's expression remained unchanged. "He wanted to discuss business with me, but the price was not agreed upon."
"Is that so." Professor McGonagall nodded. "I always feel that this person looks familiar... I've seen him somewhere before."
Wayne didn't mean to hide it. "His name is Rodriguez, from Germany."
"Rodriguez..." Professor McGonagall silently recited the name, thought for a long time, and suddenly recalled the long-forgotten memory.
Once the chief Auror of Germany, a loyal follower of Grindelwald, he was very powerful. Every time he was sent on a mission, more than a dozen people were needed to deal with him.
Professor McGonagall had never fought with Rodriguez, but she also knew that Newt and Tina had suffered losses at the hands of the other party.
More importantly, the meaning behind Rodriguez's arrival. []
"You..."
Professor McGonagall wanted to say something, but seeing Harry next to her, she held back her words and planned to find a time when no one was around to have a good talk with Wayne.
The moment he entered the flames, Harry suddenly thought of a question.
Why was Voldemort so happy?
113 He got the answer to this question in just one day.
On Monday morning, when the young wizards saw the Daily Prophet, many of them suddenly screamed, scaring the people around them, but when their companions handed over the newspaper, many of them changed their faces.
The front page of the newspaper was occupied by ten black and white photos - nine men and one woman, Harry recognized them in an instant, these people were the ones he had seen in his dream.
Especially that woman, she wanted to lick his... no, Voldemort's feet!
"Merlin..." a little wizard groaned, "Is Azkaban also open day?"
These ten people are only the ten with the most serious crimes, not all of them.
According to the information disclosed by the Ministry of Magic, the number of people who escaped this time has exceeded 50, accounting for half of the total number of prisoners in Azkaban, and all of them are serious crimes.
Lavender Brown read out the follow-up content loudly:
Last night, Minister of Magic Fudge was interviewed, "We strongly suspect that Grindelwald is the culprit of all this. You know, Grindelwald was showing off at the Paris meeting the day before yesterday. In order to gather more people, he set his sights on Azkaban."
"These Death Eaters were once extremely vicious criminals. They meet Grindelwald's selection criteria very well. They were also the subordinates of another Dark Lord. Please be vigilant. If you find anything, please do not approach and notify the Ministry of Magic immediately."
After reading it, Lavender Brown's face turned pale, "Oh my God... Grindelwald is really terrible!"
"I think Grindelwald is really terrible!"Lindelwald should look down on these Death Eaters. "At some point, Wayne appeared behind her.
All the little wizards looked over.
Wayne shook the newspaper in his hand and said to everyone, "Grindelwald's subordinates are called saints. There are not many records in the book, but you can ask Professor Scamander. He has high requirements for his subordinates. These Death Eaters obviously do not meet the standards."
Swish!
Everyone looked at Newt in the guest of honor again.
Newt nodded with a stiff upper lip, "I think so too. With Grindelwald's pride, it is impossible for him to subdue other people's subordinates."
After listening to the two, the students were still a little skeptical.
But after two days, everyone finally believed Wayne and Newt's judgment.
Because Grindelwald himself actually responded publicly in the newspaper..