Harry Potter: Charlie's Candy Factory

Chapter 189 The Origin of Azkaban

Charlie's expensive leather shoes slowly landed on this isolated, desolate island full of debris and lifeless.

The turbulent waves are like monsters that will never stop, beating tirelessly on the reefs on the shore again and again, making a "crashing" sound, as if they may be completely submerged at any time.

Raising his head, he slowly looked at the fortress on the small island, which was built of black bedrock, soaring from the ground to the sky, feeling a little dazed for a moment.Vaguely, he seemed to hear the shrill cry from within that could shake anyone's soul, as well as the silent murmurs of the dementors living in it.

"Is this your first time in this ghost place?"

As if seeing Charlie's brief discomfort at this moment, Scrimgeour turned his head, interrupting his ecstasy, and chatting with him intimately.

Only then did Charlie pull his consciousness back from the trance just now to reality.When he blinked and looked at the huge fortress-like prison again, everything just disappeared suddenly, as if it had never appeared before.

"Well, it's indeed the first time."

He didn't deny it, and smiled kindly at Scrimgeour to express his gratitude, and then replied truthfully.

"That's the best..."

Scrimgeour said noncommittally, then lowered his head, and vigorously rubbed the gravel mixed with crushed stones with the thick soles of his shoes.

"In the land under your feet, which is less than a few hundred square meters, the corpses of thousands of Muggles were once buried. Those unwilling souls, even now, are still attached to this place, sending out howls that move the world ..."

After finishing speaking, Scrimgeour raised his head and looked at Charlie again, a faint smile appeared on that serious face.

"I remember the first time I came to Azkaban as an Auror, I didn't get a good night's sleep for three days. It was a terrible experience."

"What happened here before?"

Obviously, before Charlie came here, he didn't have a deep understanding of the history of this prison.So much so that when he heard the other party's words now, a look of surprise appeared in his eyes.Looking around, I couldn't help but chuckle secretly.

"If you are interested, I would actually like to tell you the story of Azkaban before it was established."

It seemed that it was because the wind blowing from the sea was even colder. Scrimgeour pulled the thick wool coat on his body tighter as he spoke, and then walked unhurriedly towards the only place in the towering prison. Go to the entrance...

"of course."

Charlie didn't refuse, nodded, and continued to follow the other party's pace.

Scrimgeour stopped in front of the door and sorted out his thoughts.After a while, he cleared his throat, and he began to talk about the history hundreds of years ago.

"Actually, at the very beginning, Azkaban was not a prison, but a fortress without a name. His master Extis used magic to cover up its existence, causing it to never appear on any map In the past, it only existed in the word-of-mouth stories of the sailors who went to sea...

In the stories of those Muggle sailors, this is a treasure house full of infinite wealth. As long as they set foot here, the amiable Extis will fulfill all their wishes, make them heroes, kings, rich People blah blah blah blah blah blah blah…the identity they dreamed of. "

"In this way, gradually, many people who went to sea began to regard it as their lifelong dream to find this treasure house that only existed in legends. However, when those poor and stupid Muggles really set foot on the island However, what greeted them was not countless wealth and dream wishes. It was a group of hungry dementors and a cruel and perverted evil wizard."

Charlie listened to the story with relish, opened his eyes slightly, and for a moment, even forgot that the main purpose of his visit this time was to visit his poor relatives.

Scrimgeour's narration continues:
"Those stories were spread by Exces. His purpose was to lure those stupid Muggles to come here, and then torture and kill them to satisfy his perverted hobby... According to the Ministry of Magic, after landing on the island, According to the recorded information, during the more than 100 years of Extis's life, at least thousands of Muggles died here and became part of this isolated island. It was not until after his death that the island's curse finally disappeared, and Get people to notice it's here."

Having said this, he finally paused and shrugged.

"There is nothing to say about the rest. Originally, the Ministry of Magic planned to destroy this place together with Extis' fortress, but it was afraid that after the island was destroyed, the Soul Eaters living on it would flee and die. It turned into a disaster. Ever since, under the dispute of two contradictory voices, the island was put on hold for a century. Until 1718, Damocles Rolle was elected After becoming Minister of Magic, he insisted on using the island as a prison and named it Azkaban.

Because he thought that the dementors on the island could act as guards, saving time, money and energy.Despite opposition, the plan went ahead.With almost no escapes and breaches of secrecy, Azkaban has served as a prison in the wizarding world until now. "

At the end of the story, Scrimgeour took out his wand and pointed it at the tightly closed gate of Azkaban.

"Okay, let's stop here for the story part first... Next, we will officially enter this damned place. Be prepared, if you see those dirty soul-eaters flying towards you, you are welcome, Just fight back with the Patronus Charm!"

"Yeah." Charlie responded, put down the story and turned his attention back to his eyes.Immediately afterwards, he also took out the wand from his pocket, in case of emergency.

Following Scrimgeour's whispered words, a ray of light bloomed from the top of the wand, and slowly illuminated the entire door.

"Boom!!!"

Immediately, the door began to shake, as if it had been triggered by some mechanism, and gradually opened amidst the tremors, and the chilly wind that rolled into his bones blew past both sides of his cheeks with the not-so-pleasant disgusting smell.At the same time, it also revealed the true face of the so-called Azkaban to Charlie Black.

(End of this chapter)