Andy was speechless at the sight.
Well, it is only natural. Dumbledore, despite being an annoying old man, has lived at Hogwarts for nearly a century and has never given up his pursuit of magic. What's more, he is a genius in magic in his own right, so his mastery of magic is nothing to be surprised about.
It is an honour to be called 'Voldemort' by him; because if Dumbledore were to meet Voldemort in person, he would simply call him 'Tom'.
Tom...
Andy thought, Why don't I just change my name to Jerry?
No, it's better for Harry to change his name.
The name Tom makes people associate it with Jerry.
While Andy was talking to Dumbledore, Voldemort had already led the Death Eaters into Azkaban Prison.
Andy turned to Dumbledore when he saw this: "Professor?"
"Don't worry..."
Dumbledore's expression turned serious, but his tone was as calm as ever. "Do you remember what Harry said?"
Andy casually shrugged.
That's why I'm asking.
If anyone is anxious, it must be Dumbledore. He is on the scene right now, and no one wants to save the Aurors more than Dumbledore.
But he can't intervene now.
Because in Harry's 'dream', Voldemort would initiate a massacre of the Aurors. The masked man would not appear until the remaining Aurors retreated to a cell and took up a defensive line.
"Let's go and have a look," Dumbledore added.
Andy naturally had no objection.
As they walked towards Azkaban Prison, Andy looked around and asked, "Professor, there seems to be something wrong with the Dementors."
Dementors are the guards of Azkaban, but they didn't show any desire to attack at the moment.
A rat-like Patronus stood guard at the entrance to Azkaban, and a large group of Dementors surrounded it and watched, creating a stand-off between the two sides.
This is outrageous!
Although Dementors are restrained by the Patronus, they shouldn't be intimidated to this extent.
If the wizard's Patronus was not strong enough and the Dementors were numerous, then the situation would reverse.
But at the moment... it seemed that the Dementors were just goofing off.
"Dementors are not creatures without intelligence."
Dumbledore slowly explained, "The Ministry of Magic knew this, and that is why they assigned the task of guarding Azkaban to the Dementors."
"But they often overlook one thing."
"Life is the world's greatest miracle, and even the most insignificant lives will show their value when necessary."
Andy raised an eyebrow on hearing this.
From Dumbledore's words, it seemed that the dementors knew Voldemort and were planning to cooperate with him?
"You really are a qualified professor..."
Andy first made a joke, then said in a serious voice, "It seems that the dementors are not satisfied with their current living situation."
Dumbledore chuckled, "Collins... as a qualified professor, I will tell you one more thing: intelligent beings would never be satisfied with the status quo."
Andy: "..."
You're addicted to lecturing, aren't you?
But there's nothing wrong with Dumbledore's words.
It's like how rich people want to get richer.
Humans can't quench their thirst for various desires.
"Desire is the driving force of development."
Andy said calmly, "The reason we humans are the dominant species on the planet is because desire drives us to progress."
"We just need a little wisdom when it comes to making choices."
Dumbledore didn't say anything else, and the conversation ended there.
The two men had very different values, and there was no right or wrong in this difference. It could only be said that their perceptions of the world were fundamentally different.
And this difference in perception cannot be easily swayed.
As they spoke, Andy and Dumbledore had already reached the gates of Azkaban Prison.
Andy glanced at the two people on the ground.
One of them had been killed by a Killing Curse and had died very cleanly, without any pain.
As for the other person...
Andy glanced at the wound on the man's neck... Judging from the traces of the wound, it was a bit like the Sectumsempra curse invented by Snape.
The attack was clean and swift, and there was a hint of dark magic in it, preventing the wound from healing normally.
This spell really works well, a bit like the invisible sword energy in martial arts novels, invisible and formless and difficult to defend against.
"This person is still alive..." Andy suddenly said.
It has to be said that although the physical fitness of wizards is not much different from ordinary people, the vitality of wizards is really quite tenacious.
If an ordinary person had sustained such an injury, they would have probably died long ago.
But this person still has a breath left and is one step away from truly dying.
Dumbledore took out his Elder Wand and lightly tapped the person's wound with it. Immediately, a visible black gas dissipated, causing the cut wound to heal at a rapid pace.
"Let's go!" Dumbledore made no delay.
Andy hurriedly followed.
As they walked into Azkaban Prison, Andy heard screams, cheers, and the sound of fighting coming from the depths of the prison.
Andy glanced back again.
Apart from himself and Dumbledore, there didn't seem to be a third person here.
Could the masked man really be me?
Andy couldn't help but doubt.
But...
Dumbledore was there too. If someone had to step in, why couldn't it be Dumbledore?
But that person was wearing a mask!
It was unlikely that Dumbledore would hide his identity behind a mask.
Because he didn't need to.
Andy was a little troubled. Could it be that the masked man was really me?
Dumbledore didn't say a word. He walked quickly, silently calculating the time in his mind as he walked towards where the battle was taking place.
Unlike the troubled Andy. Although Dumbledore didn't know who the masked man was.
If that person doesn't show up...
Dumbledore decided to disguise himself as the masked man and save the Aurors, who were fighting bitterly inside, and to complete this part of history in the process.
He was in no mood for conversation at this point.
After a few more steps, Dumbledore suddenly stopped and then quickly pulled Andy towards the side corridor.
Andy was first startled and then had a hunch.
Someone is truly heading this way!
Ta-ta-ta.
Even though there was a battle ahead, the footsteps were so clear.
Soon, Andy saw the person!
It seemed that the person had also noticed Andy and Dumbledore.
He paused, turned his head, and glanced in Andy's direction before continuing towards the battlefield as if he hadn't noticed anything.
Dumbledore's expression turned serious.
Did he notice me?
Although he hadn't seen that person fight, the impressive momentum and keen insight... he was a strong person!
Who on earth is he?
As for Andy...
Andy was now completely dumbfounded!
This person's attire... was strikingly familiar.
In another world, he would be considered a top-notch villain!
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'This masked man...' Andy's expression grew rigid.
Just by looking at the man's attire, Andy already guessed who he was.
That person was wearing an all-black robe with cloud-like flame patterns, with a yellow spiral mask on his face, revealing only one eye, which faintly shone with a scarlet glow.
Brother Tobi, is that you?
This attire is obviously a cosplay of Uchiha Obito.
But...big brother, you've entered the wrong set!
The Naruto set is next to the next door, and it's not even in the same world as this one, with a completely different style of drawing and setting.
Andy didn't know what to say for a moment.
In this world of Harry Potter, there is obviously only one person who can cosplay Uchiha Obito.
That is Andy Collins himself!
What the hell happened in the future?
Hermione died?
Am I going to create a world with Hermione?
'Is that the future me?'
Andy thought to himself, 'The future me dressed like this, obviously to hint to me, the present self.'
'But...what on earth is the future me thinking?'
'If it was just about saving someone, then at the moment Dumbledore and I are both in Azkaban, so there is no need for the future me to go to all this trouble and use the Time Turner again.'
'But if it wasn't about saving someone...'
Andy's eyes narrowed slightly.
If his future self wasn't there to save someone, then the reason he came to Azkaban was obviously to find out some secret.
What had I discovered?
And when?
As the masked figure disappeared at the end of the corridor, Andy looked sideways at Dumbledore next to him and tentatively said, "Professor..."
"He found us."
Dumbledore frowned slightly, then whispered, "Let's go and check out."
Andy nodded lightly, which was exactly what Andy wanted.
Perhaps he would soon find out why the future Andy had come.
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Three hours later.
Hogwarts, lavatory.
Having completed the exchange of identities, Andy and Dumbledore walked out of the lavatory one after the other.
"It went surprisingly well."
Andy said with a normal expression, "Although some Aurors were killed, others survived."
"This is already the best news."
"But...who was the masked man? Professor, do you have any suspects?"
Dumbledore's face looked a little serious.
The masked man was unexpectedly powerful. In Dumbledore's judgement, this person's strength was even higher than that of Snape, which was already the limit that an ordinary wizard could achieve.
But that wasn't the most important point.
Dumbledore thought of another thing—the Ministry of Magic's Department of Mysteries had been invaded many times.
Dumbledore had suspected many people.
Snape had reported that the invasions of the Department of Mysteries were not the work of Death Eaters.
So Dumbledore had suspected Andy.
But at the beginning of the third year, Andy had signed up for all the elective classes to get the Time Turner.
This undoubtedly proved that Andy had not been to the Department of Mysteries.
So the case remained unsolved.
Until today, until the masked man appeared, Dumbledore had no new suspect.
Perhaps... the person who invaded the Department of Mysteries was the masked man. Or perhaps it was the organisation that the masked man belonged to.
That black robe with cloud-like flames was obviously not an ordinary robe.
The strange pattern might have some symbolic meaning.
Dumbledore had a vague feeling.
A huge conspiracy had enveloped the entire wizarding world!
An unknown organisation.
Unknown purpose.
This organisation was perhaps even more dangerous than Grindelwald once was, and Voldemort is now.
Grindelwald was an idealist, and Voldemort is a terrorist.
Although these two men can be considered fearsome, what their actions aimed at was nothing more than reforming wizarding society.
But this unknown organisation is different.
Their first public action was to invade the Ministry of Magic's Department of Mysteries, where many of the wizarding world's secrets are hidden.
And this time, the masked man was also after the secrets of Azkaban.
Saving the Aurors was just a coincidence.
Dumbledore judged what that organisation wanted might be some kind of forbidden magic.
The pursuit of magic is not necessarily evil.
Many people in the wizarding world pursue magic.
What is really dangerous is magic involving forbidden force.
The thought of this possibility made Dumbledore feel slightly heavy.
However, Dumbledore was not a person who would condemn without investigating.
Before those people actually did something evil, the only thing Dumbledore could do was find out the origin and purpose of those people.
What a troubled time!
Voldemort's matter has not yet been resolved, and now there is a mysterious masked man and an unknown organisation.
"Collins..."
Dumbledore's tone was slightly serious. "I must go to the Ministry of Magic immediately."
The cloud-like fire pattern...
In many cultures and religions, the burning cloud pattern symbolises hope and a bright future.
But looking at the masked man, Dumbledore could not see the slightest trace of hope or goodness.
There was only evil!
Perhaps the masked man's vision of a bright future was not so bright for others.
Dumbledore decided to communicate with the Ministry of Magic and find out the origin of the masked man and their purpose as soon as possible.
"Of course, please feel free," Andy said nonchalantly.
Dumbledore nodded, and then a flash of light flickered across his body, and he instantly disappeared.
"Professor?" Andy called out softly.
"…"
The corridor was empty.
After standing still for a moment, Andy straightened his clothes and walked quickly towards the underground floor.
Thump, thump, thump –
"Come in!"
Entering Snape's office, Andy closed the door behind him. Then, with a flick of his fingers, the office door was locked.
Snape's face was cold.
He had been in a bad mood lately.
"Professor, I need a vial of Polyjuice Potion." Andy got straight to the point without any nonsense.
Snape glared at Andy: Do we know each other that well?
Andy winked: Professor, we're on the same side.
Snape: "..."
He swung his wand, and a cupboard on the right side of the office slammed open. A vial of potion flew out of the cupboard and landed in Andy's hand.
Andy opened it, sniffed it, then closed it and put the vial in his pocket. "Thanks."
"Collins...are you going to Azkaban?" Snape asked in a cold tone.
"Mm-hm!" Andy answered.
Snape was silent for a moment and then said mockingly, "I really didn't think you would do such a thing."
"You're thinking too much..."
Andy smiled faintly and said softly, "Professor Dumbledore and I just returned from Azkaban. I'm going there now for other things."
"Anyway, thanks for the Polyjuice Potion...and please keep this a secret."
Andy made a 'shushing' gesture.
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