I swung a sword at Hogwarts

Even the most experienced sailors would be overwhelmed by this depressing environment at night.

The young sailor made a bet with his crew that he could stay out all night.

The darkness that has not yet arrived makes him full of confidence.

But as the sun completely set, the endless darkness and loneliness were about to swallow him up.

The noise generated by the passing ships is infinitely amplified in the ears.

Young self-esteem insisted on him not to give up. Fear and cold spread to his ankles like a tide and covered his body.

He could only divert his attention by looking for the constellations in the sky.

His dream is to end his life as a captain, and the starry sky is a skill that every captain must learn.

He looked up at Sagittarius.

Fortunately, there were no clouds to obscure the starry sky that day.

The stars are much brighter than those in the city.

"You can do it, don't let them look down on you."

The young sailor encouraged himself and began to indulge in the starry sky.

Just as he was recording the route of his journey, the starry sky turned pitch black.

When the end of the world comes, everything loses its vitality.

The sailor screamed and banged on the cabin door frantically.

"The sky, the sky is swallowed!"

The young sailors were overwhelmed by the darkness, and the old sailors in the cabin burst into laughter.

Laughing at the young sailor's cowardice.

No matter how the young sailors explained, they just thought that young people could not bear the darkness of the ocean.

At this moment, the darkness in the sky faded away.

To be precise, it flew over.

It was a giant beast-like creature, flapping its bat-like wings and its shadow covering the sea.

Killer whales in the ocean make calls to their companions.

The fish hide in the mud and sand.

Losing their intelligence, they gained a sense more sensitive than humans.

All creatures in the ocean know that there is a big guy crossing the ocean with the shadow of destruction.

Fluttering wings, from morning till night.

John transformed into the shadow of destruction, and his huge body flew for a day.

The location of Azkaban has not changed in hundreds of years.

In the infinite darkness, he glimpsed an island standing in the darkness.

The fortress above has never changed.

From Extis to the Ministry of Magic taking over and then John getting involved, Azkaban has changed a little.

Arriving above Azkaban, John's huge body shrank rapidly as it passed through the clouds.

Transformed into a human body, falling rapidly from the clouds.

His body fell directly into the sea.

A shark roaming the ocean smelled his scent and swam towards John with its bloody mouth wide open.

John turned and swung his wand, and the invisible blade slashed across the shark's body.

The shark swam out two meters and its body split in the middle.

A strong smell of blood wafted out, and those bloodthirsty creatures became crazy.

The terrifying dragon power that appeared immediately covered the area within a hundred meters, causing those creatures to wake up and flee for their lives.

A dragon tail grew out from behind John, swimming quickly in the water like a fish's tail.

Thanks to the fact that he will take over the transformation of Azkaban in the future, he knows Azkaban very well.

At the bottom of Azkaban there is a cave eroded by sea water. This was the stopping point that Axtis used to lure sailors to approach.

After the Ministry of Magic took over, they would not come into contact with the sailors and abandoned the place.

Because they all rode in the Thestral carriage, they had no use for this place at all.

John jumped out of the water, shaking the water with his tail behind him.

The magic wand tapped the rock wall, and the super-sensory spell was activated, which fed back the surrounding scene to the visual sense.

No one came to this place, not even the guards in Azkaban knew about it.

Many ships that were smashed and soaked by sea water were hidden in this cave.

The cave has a staircase leading to the upper level.

But it has been blocked.

John walked up to the steps and tapped them with his wand.

A flash of white light passed by, and the sealed entrance peeled off layer by layer.

"It's decided to be you, Dementor Catcher!"

John took out a red and white ball from his homemade bag and threw it toward the hole.

The red and white ball hits the wall and bounces upwards. After falling to the ground, the red and white ball begins to roll. Even if it encounters stairs, it can stick to the wall.

After throwing out more than a dozen of them, Dementor catchers appeared in every hidden corner of Azkaban.

After doing all this, John landed on a wooden boat that had run aground on a reef.

This ship has been around for hundreds of years and it can be seen that it is a merchant ship.

John went in from the deck and came to the cabin.

The things inside were covered with moss and mold. I kicked open a box and poured out a box of jewelry.

John just took a glance and saw that the most valuable things on this merchant ship were a pile of porcelain and the destroyed tea.

There are no corpses or bones.

I guess he was captured by Axtis for experimentation.

The ship owner could never have imagined that he was not attacked by pirates but was harmed by an evil wizard.

"The power of a wizard?"

Recall Gail's words to change the world.

The power of wizards is very strong, they are a group of idealists.

It can be said that there is no limit to the power of a wizard.

The more powerful the wizard, the more extreme they are. This is the price of power.

Gale wanted to change the world. He couldn't kill all the Muggles, so all he could do was make the world fear wizards.

"His future followers will carry his ideas across the entire European continent."

John was silent. What would happen if it were him?

"This is only possible in the face of a more powerful enemy."

John shook his head. Idealists will eventually die in their pursuit.

He spent a night in the cave of Azkaban, and this night was a disaster for the Dementors.

...

As guards of Azkaban, Dementors' greatest pleasure is to make the prisoners lose motivation.

Every night, the prisoners' desperate howls could be heard.

The howl was enough to drive anyone crazy.

And to the Dementors, it was the most beautiful music.

A Dementor patrols the cells of Azkaban.

A prisoner had all his happiness sucked out of him and lay there motionless like a soulless body.

The Dementor wiped his mouth and headed towards the next cell.

Suddenly, the Dementors stopped.

It turned its head and looked in one direction, conveying a happy emotion from there.

A prisoner escaped?

It doesn't matter, I will take action.

This is what the Dementor likes best, because in that way he can directly suck the ignorant prisoner dry and give the prisoner a strong and fatal kiss.

The Dementors flew towards that place.

Wherever it passed, cold ice, a symbol of death, condensed on the ground.

Bypassing a prison cell, it came to the place where emotions were emitted with greed, and stepped into the darkness where the moonlight could not reach.

next second.

Fear radiated from the Dementors.

The Dementor fled frantically from the darkness, but the black thread was entangled around it, dragging it into the darkness little by little.

In the darkness, the red and white ball opened, and dense black silk threads stretched out from it, stuffing the bound Dementors into the body little by little.

The space is so small that the Dementors would need to break their bones to fit in, if they had bones.

The night is quiet.

The Dementor's shrill cry was swallowed by the darkness.

Even the prisoners who were no longer happy did not dare to breathe at this moment.

One after another, the Dementors in Azkaban were caught by the emerging black threads.

The Dementors fled madly in Azkaban as if they had encountered their natural enemy.

Unfortunately, the final result was the same. They were unable to escape the restraints of the black threads and were eventually stuffed into the red and white sphere.

After swallowing thirteen Dementors, the red and white balls rolled out of the shadows one by one and rolled back the way they came.

The clanking sound was particularly terrifying in the silent Azkaban.

After today, a legend about the clanking of Azkaban began to spread.

But it was only limited to Azkaban, because in the eyes of others, it was more like the prisoners were sucked by the Dementors too many times and went crazy.

John opened the wall back up after the sun rose.

Neatly arranged red and white balls appeared there.

Pick them up one by one.

John tapped the button in the middle of the ball.

The reopened orb spits out Dementors.

The Dementors that came out thought they were rescued, but instead they saw John's smiling face.

"Hello, Dementor."

Apparently, the dementors didn't know the man.

However, it recognizes the black silk that is spinning itself into silk.

The Dementor's body was decomposed, and the black curse and the silver soul were separated into two sides.

Finding some containers that could be used to store things on the ship, John stuffed the Dementor souls into them.

Looking at the thirteen pure silver souls, John stroked his chin and said, "It seems a little insufficient."