Simultaneous Time Travel: Only I am left dead?

The small island in Beihai is close to the mainland.

The leaden-gray fog, like a shroud soaked in cold water, pressed heavily on the withered forest. The green grass on the ground quickly turned yellow, and the black soil began to crack. When the wind swept through the cracks, it made a soft, long whimper, like countless sighs with their throats cut off. There was no warmth in the air, only a bone-chilling ghostly aura that lingered and did not dissipate.

Suddenly, a suffocating silence descended from above the barren forest.

Several Dementors slowly swept across the sky. They had no fixed form; only tattered, low-hooded black robes fluttered in the ghostly aura. Under the empty brim of the hood, all was pitch black, as if it could swallow all light and warmth.

They hovered low, trying to find another rare food source nearby.

Yes, it's again.

Chen Yi was the unlucky guy.

In the withered forest, Chen Yi, who had just woken up, lay peacefully on the ground with his eyes open and his hands on his abdomen.

As always, memories of his counterpart from another world flooded into his mind, and Chen Yi finally understood his identity in this world.

A member of a prominent family, secretly sent from the Eastern wizarding world to the Western continent, was unexpectedly teleported to a withered forest near Azkaban. As a result, he was captured by a few Dementors who happened to be out hunting and was sucked to death.

"What kind of mess is this?" Chen Yi sighed.

At the same time, the regret of being an alternate entity from another world also began to materialize.

Main Quest: "I hate Dementors, kill them for me!"

[Task Duration: Three Days]

[Task Progress: 0%]

"Okay, okay, I understand."

Chen Yi scratched his head, stood up from the ground, and looked up at the sky. The Dementors that had caused his death were still lingering in the sky.

As is widely known, Dementors are among the most hated, loathsome, and terrifying creatures in the world.

They are also among the ugliest things in the world.

They lurk in the darkest, most filthy places; they live in decay and despair, sucking peace, hope, and joy from the air around them. Even Muggles can sense their presence, though they cannot see them. When a Dementor approaches, all good feelings, all happy memories, are sucked away from you. If possible, the Dementor will keep sucking you until you are like it... soulless, filled with evil. You are left with only the worst experience of your life.

Therefore, Dementors are also described as "demons that steal other people's souls".

Even after they became the guards of Azkaban in 1718, their self-control still couldn't stop their habit of indiscriminately inhaling people's booby traps.

So when they saw Chen Yi fly up from the ground, they all pounced on him as if they had seen a ** ** (a derogatory term for someone who has been targeted), baring their teeth and claws.

At the same time, Chen Yi also summoned the Soul-Binding Banner. The banner grew longer in the wind, and soon a two-meter-long flag appeared in his hand.

Speaking of which, Chen Yi was also very curious about the difference between these Dementors and ordinary souls.

He immediately made a hand gesture, and a strong wind suddenly arose in the sky, with howling winds and swirling dark clouds.

"receive."

In an instant, a terrifying suction force surged from the Soul-Binding Banner, transforming into a tornado. The Soul-Absorbing Monsters were like tattered rags in a tornado, helplessly swept into it.

"That actually works!"

Chen Yi glanced at the Dementor in the banner and was somewhat surprised.

In his perception, these Dementors seemed no different from other vengeful spirits, and their yin energy was even stronger.

At the same time, the task panel also changed.

Main Quest: "I hate Dementors, kill them for me!"

[Task Duration: Three Days]

[Task Progress: 5%]

Clearly, these few Dementors alone are not enough to meet the mission requirements.

Chen Yi's gaze immediately turned to a solitary island on the distant sea.

Not long after.

Azkaban.

Azkaban, the most infamous wizarding prison in the wizarding world, is located on a small island in the North Sea that cannot be marked on a map.

This prison was originally not only a fortress, but also a den of Dementors.

In 1718, Damocles Roll was elected Minister of Magic and decided to build a wizarding prison here, with Dementors serving as its guards. This place became one of the most feared and dreaded places in the world.

Today, it has encountered a terrifying person.

A streak of light flashed across the sky above the island, eventually transforming into a figure.

With his face blurred, Chen Yi waved the flagpole in his hand, and instantly the sky became covered with dark clouds and a strong wind arose. A terrifying black tornado appeared on the sea, enveloping the entire Azkaban.

For a moment, it felt like the end of the world.

Hundreds of Dementors were swept into the air by the terrifying suction force as soon as they went out to meet the enemy, and they all entered the flagpole with the black flag.

And the world's most wicked criminals can only desperately squeeze their faces toward the iron bars of the bars, straining to look up.

The faceless man hovered in mid-air, and the world changed color with every move he made.

It seemed as if only that person remained in the world, both in heaven and on earth.

This scene was deeply etched in the hearts of every criminal, leaving an indelible memory in their minds.

The apocalyptic horror lasted only a moment. After most of the Dementors in Azkaban had been sucked away, the surroundings gradually returned to calm, and the person in the sky had already disappeared.

[Azkaban attacked, 90% of Dementors missing!]

Soon after, the Daily Prophet, bearing this oversized headline, spread throughout the country, shocking the entire wizarding world.

Meanwhile, a chilling title began to spread rapidly from Azkaban through underground channels throughout the wizarding world.

The Dark Lord...The Faceless One.

......

The joys and sorrows of people are not connected.

The shock to the wizarding world belongs to the adults, while the young wizards who have not yet entered or are about to enter the wizarding world are unaware of it and do not want to know. They simply embark on the road to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry with joy and beautiful dreams for the future.

Hermione is one of them.

"That's enough for me, I'm off!"

Hermione stepped onto Platform 9¾ as her tearful parents bid her farewell.

As soon as she entered, she was deeply shocked by the atmosphere that was so different from the ordinary world. The huge black steel train was billowing black smoke, and there were strange people as tall as giants. There were also strange sights of people appearing and disappearing from time to time.

She could clearly sense that all these people were "the same kind" as her!

Wow~

Just then, she suddenly noticed someone in the crowd. The person looked a bit older than her, but was carrying a suitcase and seemed to be a freshman as well.

Most importantly, the other person had black hair and black eyes, and his face was so delicate that he looked like a porcelain doll. He exuded an elegant and unique aura like a noble young master, and many young girls and ladies around him were secretly sizing him up.

Hermione's eyes lit up, and she was about to go up and say hello when the crowd flashed by, and when she looked again, the person was gone.

Hermione was immediately annoyed.