From Azkaban To Hogwarts

The days in jail are dull and boring.

If there were no regular meals for Dementors once a day, it could be said that life here would be as dull as water - but unfortunately, no prisoner would welcome Dementors to come over and have some excitement.

Even a little bit of new information is valuable to the prisoners here. If a newspaper is handed in, the greedy prisoners will not even let go of the advertisements in the cracks, let alone the new information that appears in the cell. It's over.

The prisoners' own affairs are just those old sesame seeds and rotten millet. They can't escape the few tricks over and over again, stealing and robbing. They were scammers, kidnappers, murderers and arsonists. When they first came here, they were quite surprised. After two months of squatting there, one could see the newcomers and know why they came in. They didn’t even have the desire to inquire.

Occasionally, if a guy who commits a strange crime comes, the nearby cells will be as excited as New Year's Eve - just like half a month ago, there was someone in the cell next to William and his friends who violated the Protection of Magical Creatures Act.

Generally speaking, people who violate this law either harm endangered species or secretly breed organisms that are prohibited from private breeding, but this case is different.

He was sent to Azkaban for research purposes, and his sentence was quite long - if he hadn't been greeted before entering, he would have stayed with serious criminals.

According to his self-introduction, he has published thirteen papers on centaurs, including "Research on Centaur Reproductive Behavior" and "Research on Centaur Feeding Cubs Behavior". "Research on Centaur Embryonic Development" and a series of works.

After these papers became known, the angry centaur negotiated with the Ministry of Magic, and he was prosecuted and sent to Azkaban - it is said that the Ministry of Magic officials searched for a long time to find the basis for the prosecution.

This story has been the talk of the town in Azkaban for a whole week, and you can see how lacking in daily entertainment it is here.

Today, the prisoners in each cell have gained a new way of entertainment - last night, the method used by William and his cell to discipline newcomers has spread throughout the entire light-duty prison area through adjacent cells.

This new routine of letting newcomers confess without having anything to do has been adopted by almost all cells.

Azkaban is a place that does not talk about democracy. There are eight people in a cell. It is so cost-effective for a newcomer to entertain seven old people. As for the newcomers, it is best if they are willing. If they are not willing, others will teach them. He is willing.

So when William gave up studying the system that suddenly appeared and switched to studying magic, he unexpectedly received a series of system messages.

[A magical creature recognizes you, and you get a treasure chest. 】

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Similar messages were sent twenty-one times, and these twenty-one wooden boxes were uniformly shabby and shabby, nailed together with a few pieces of wood that were about to rot, as if a gust of wind could break the wood outside.

These boxes, which were even uglier than the treasure boxes provided by Mengton, could only produce two cards each, and the skills attached to them were even worse.

Ignoring the different names and pictures above, nineteen of the twenty-one cards are related to theft, and the success rate is also an unbelievable probability - if William guessed correctly, then these boxes The sources are all the prisoners who are being treated in various ways in each cell.

Because the character introductions attached to those cards all have suffixes like (grudge).

As for the remaining two cards, one is a card with a certain probability of successful deception, and the other is the only card among all the cards that is not a character-the card has a blue face with a blue picture on it. Meal coupon.

[Meal coupon; you can use it to offset the cost of using a card]

This is probably the only thing of any value in these twenty boxes.

At the same time, William also roughly understood how to get more boxes and whether only related character cards could be found in the boxes.

However, there are no eggs.

Being trapped in the cell and unable to get out, he has no ability to get more treasure boxes. This system is not of much help to him at this moment - unless he is willing to risk being wanted and hunted for his escape, and he may not be able to. success.

William put away the system and continued to study magic.

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It’s another big windy day in January.

William once again refused the big man's kind invitation and began to wander among the prisoners.

"Massage, massage! Massage with magic medicine, two pieces of chocolate per person, genuine products at a fair price, and the female prisoners are half price for a limited time!"

"Gallons have been replaced by cigarettes! One galleone is a whole cigarette, and three xike is a cigarette butt!"

"The cans have been replaced by newspapers and periodicals, four in a can, four in a can, cheaper, cheaper!"

The various low-pitched shouts were just right - just enough to be heard by each prisoner but not reach the ears of the overtime beaters, and William felt this atmosphere close to the normal human market.

Although some of these transactions will not be seen in the normal trading market, they can be regarded as special transactions in Azkaban.

However, there is no other ancient human transaction other than killers here - it has happened before, but too much joy in the air attracted the attention of the dementors. When those guys can't control themselves, no one can stop them. live.

It is said that after being released from prison, the man is still anxiously checking the advertisements in various magic newspapers and magazines.

And while William was wandering around, Menton, who had been cleaning toilets for a whole month and on duty to warn dementors, sneaked into the corner of the prison.

The beaters were talking happily about how much gold they could exchange worthless things for during this shift. When they saw the prisoner coming, their faces all changed - they were not afraid that someone would file a lawsuit because of this, mainly because of this new prisoner. violated their authority.

Menton was controlled by magic almost instantly.

As he yelled, "I want to see Mad-Eye Moody," the beater kicked over.

"You dare to call Lord Moody's name?"

The tall and lanky striker looked disdainful - Mad-Eye Moody is an Auror, the ace among the aces of the Ministry of Magic. He is strong and has outstanding records. He is an unattainable big shot among strikers. Although he has retired, he occasionally He will still be invited to give lessons to batters, and his reputation is very high.

Don't look at the batters making money here, but this does not affect their worship of Mad-Eye at all.

"I have agreed to be an informant. Please inform Mad-Eye."

The two batters at the front looked at each other and nodded.

A guy with just a few informants can't do anything - it's common to get more information by lenient treatment of individual people who have not committed serious crimes.

"I'm Mundungus Fletcher, Mad-Eye knows me."

Mengton took a deep breath and said quickly to the batter.

He has known Mad-Eye for a long time and helped Dumbledore through him - but the work he did was too dangerous. This time he was sentenced to a short sentence, and he did not want to contact Mad-Eye at all. This sentence was compared to those of The danger is far away.

Unfortunately, after a month of living in Azkaban, he suddenly discovered that it was actually quite good to help Mad-Eye and the others.