Snape, the Sunshine of Hogwarts.

Chapter 87 The First Criminal to Escape from Azkaban (Fourth update, please subscribe)

With a deafening roar, the tomb was completely blown open.

A decaying coffin was also completely blown apart, revealing a white skull inside!

Kingsley held his breath, waved his wand a few times, and simply cleared away the surrounding dirt, exposing the skeleton completely to the air.

As a seasoned professional Auror, he didn't look anywhere else; his gaze was fixed intently on the skull's pelvic area.

This location provides the most direct evidence of whether the skeleton was male or female in life.

Kingsley felt dizzy after just one glance at that pelvic bone!
He staggered and almost fell backward!
Even though he had subconsciously believed Severus's words before he arrived, Kingsley still felt a sense of panic and shock when he actually saw the evidence in front of him.

It's actually true!
The Death Eater Barty Crouch Jr., who should have died in Azkaban long ago, was actually his mother in disguise!

As an Auror, Kingsley was fully aware of the enormous impact this would have if it were made public!
Since its establishment, no prisoner in Azkaban has ever managed to escape.

For over two hundred years, almost all Ministers of Magic have regarded this place as a forbidden island, and the wizarding community has believed that it is absolutely safe to imprison the most heinous criminals here.

However, this place, which was considered an absolute shackle, has already been broken!

Barty Crouch Jr. is the first confirmed prisoner in magical history to have escaped from Azkaban!

Especially considering his special status, his ability to escape from prison suggests he was a top official in the Ministry of Magic, and his father, Barty Crouch Sr., was abusing his power and helping him escape!

"Is this enough evidence, Kingsley?"

Severus simply stared into Kingsley's eyes. He was clearly not surprised by the outcome. The reason he had brought Kingsley to Azkaban was simply to prepare for the cleanup of the operation.

Kingsley was pale and it took him a long time to recover from the shock.

He gripped his wand tightly and said in a cold voice.

"He did something that insults his past! If he really couldn't bear to part with his son, why did he personally conduct that trial in the first place!"

"He may be able to make some tough decisions from a father's perspective, but as a husband, he cannot refuse his seriously ill and dying wife."

Severus said calmly.

"Sometimes that's just how it is; almost every moment, some people have to face the most difficult choices."

After taking a few deep breaths, Kingsley finally calmed himself down.

He turned his head and looked at Severus with a firm gaze.

"Are we going to go there now and expose what they've done?"

"As long as you are determined and don't care if people criticize you for making the decision to arrest your boss's boss without authorization, we can come over anytime."

Upon hearing Severus's words, Kingsley did not hesitate. He picked up the lantern, turned around, and walked back the way he came.

"I don't care about those things!"

The Isle of Man.

This is an island located between England and Ireland, and in some contexts it is referred to as the British Isles along with Great Britain and Ireland.

At the northernmost tip of the island, near the North Strait, lies a place untouched by Muggles for over two decades. Originally a privately owned forest, it vanished from Muggle boundaries in the 70s after a man feared by all wizards landed on the island, becoming a secret stronghold belonging to a specific organization.

Using the door key, Greyback led the werewolves, panting, to this place.

He was furious, his mind filled with hatred for Severus, and he even forgot that there was actually an acquaintance of his with that traitor.

"Damn it!! The Dark Lord won't let him get away with this! That damned traitor!!"

The other werewolves also looked like they had just escaped death, their faces filled with lingering fear, especially the werewolf whose arm had been cut off by a spell; he was lying on the ground howling in pain.

Lupin, who had arrived earlier under the watchful eyes of three werewolves, stood in front of the children and simply watched Graybury quietly.

"Who did you run into?" he asked.

“Severus Snape!” Greyback roared.

Today, for what felt like the umpteenth time he'd heard that name, Lu Ping, who had thought he was numb to it all, was momentarily taken aback.

Even Harry, who was behind him, instinctively peeked over, but quickly realized what was happening and pulled his head back in.

"I thought everything he said at the Ministry of Magic trial was an act! All lies! Turns out he really became an Auror's lackey!"

Greyback was panting heavily, his face contorted in a grimace, but he quickly regained his composure and finally let out a cold laugh.

"But he's probably still in the dark! He doesn't even know about the Dark Lord. Does Snape really think he can rest easy from now on? He's dreaming!"

"Pierre, you stay here with four men, the rest of you come with me!"

Lupin quickly came to his senses and looked at Graybury, who seemed to be about to leave again. He wanted to ask them what they were going to do.

But as if he had guessed what was on his mind, before leaving, Graybury suddenly turned and looked at him.

"Remus, don't you think things are a bit too coincidental? How did Snape find our seaside outpost?"

At this moment, all of Lu Ping's muscles tensed up, and his back was already soaked with sweat!

However, he maintained his usual composure and calmness.

"You're doubting someone who doesn't even have a magic wand?"

Greyback just stared at him, his eyes fixed on him.

"I've already told you, you're different from other werewolves. Who knows what you're capable of without a wand? This is just a final warning: if the Aurors or Snape manage to get here, regardless of whether you did it or not, I'll make you suffer first!"

"Go! Those who stay behind, keep a close eye on your wands!"

After uttering his final warning, Greyback didn't linger. He and the werewolves following him vanished from the spot using Apparition.

Having received his warning, the remaining werewolves all turned and looked at Lupin with ill intent.

Lupin ignored their stares. He simply sat down quietly, helped Jimmy, the child who still had a low-grade fever, wrap his clothes around him, and then spoke to the children in a relaxed tone.

"It seems we won't be getting roast beef for lunch."

(End of this chapter)