Hogwarts: Destroy Nurmengard Prison at the start

In the cold waters of the North Sea of ​​England, a prison stands on an isolated island.

The heavy rain mixed with lightning makes the climate here extremely bad!

A magical boat slowly approached the shore, and two Aurors wearing windbreakers walked down from the boat.

The two held wands, and an invisible umbrella shielded them from the rain.

When the two walked to the gate of Azkaban.

The Auror on duty here saw his colleague coming to take over and shouted excitedly:

"Andrew, Kara, you are finally here to take over!"

Andrew rolled his eyes at Fubingen who was shouting, and continued to complain:

"Fubingen, Charlotte, do you two have to be so excited?"

"Who wants to come to this damn place!"

"The class arranged by Director Scrimgeour is comparable to a troll!"

"Even they can't catch Sirius!"

"What's the point of sending out the Dementors?"

"And today is Christmas!"

"I should be sitting at home and gathering with my family!"

Andrew's words were full of resentment!

Now most of Scrimgeour's Aurors have been sent out to catch Sirius.

In addition, most of the Dementors are also looking for Sirius.

The remaining Aurors can only take turns to work in Azkaban.

And now Scrimgeour is very irritable because he can't catch Sirius!

The Aurors belonging to their faction can either endure the terrible environment of Azkaban.

Or they will follow Scrimgeour and be scolded by Fudge every day!

Then Scrimgeour will scold them again!

Look at those Aurors who have joined Crouch and the new recruits they have recruited!

They have a good time every day!

If he hadn't been promoted by Scrimgeour, he would definitely not be trusted if he joined Crouch.

Andrew even wants to join Crouch!

Fubingen smiled and patted Andrew on the shoulder, saying:

"No way, who told that Sirius to be so good at escaping?"

"Just bear with it, at least most of the Dementors here are outside now."

Andrew reluctantly showed a smile that was uglier than crying.

"Forget it, you guys go, leave it to me and Kara next!"

Fubingen and Charlotte immediately handed the parchment for registration to Andrew and Charlotte.

And the two of them had a smile on their faces that was hard to hide!

They have been on duty here for a month, although the Dementors will not attack them.

But these ghosts are really too uncomfortable!

They also have to endure the roars and screams of those crazy prisoners!

"I can't help but want to go back for a drink!"

Fubingen poked Charlotte with his elbow and said excitedly.

Charlotte nodded, he agreed with Fubingen's words.

"I want to hurry up too.Let's go back and have a drink!"

"This is really not a place for people to stay!"

The two walked quickly to the boat and were about to cast a spell to make the boat go back.

Suddenly, Charlotte found that something seemed to be flying towards here quickly in the storm!

"Wait!" Charlotte stopped Fubingen who was casting a spell, "Look there, there seems to be something!"

Fubingen looked up for a while and asked in confusion:

"Nothing, Charlotte, you are hallucinating..."

"Boom! "

Before Fubingen finished speaking, a flash of lightning streaked across the sky, illuminating the environment in the sky!

Fubingen and Charlotte's pupils suddenly shrank!

They saw several carriages pulled by the Thestrals flying here!

They did not receive any news that anyone would come here except for their colleagues who were changing shifts today!

There is only one possibility!

"Someone is going to break into the prison!"

...

Voldemort sat in the carriage provided to him by the remnants of the Pureblood faction and overlooked Azkaban below.

"Little Barty, let our new friend see my power!"

Speaking, Voldemort pushed open the door of the carriage and pointed his wand to the sky!

"The skeleton reappears! ”

…

About thirty minutes later, there was only a green skull with a snake spitting out of its mouth in the sky.

Azkaban, the prison known as a fortress, had collapsed halfway.

And at the gate of Azkaban, only four twisted and damaged bodies were left.

Among them, the corpse of the Auror named Fubingen was still holding a parchment that had not been sent out in time.

There was only a short sentence on it.

[The mysterious man is back!].