Chương 33: Chapter 33: A Newcomer Who Can Be of Assistance

Dumbledore went to Azkaban overnight.

The fact that Pettigrew was the mastermind behind the events of that year was too serious, and Dumbledore had to quickly uncover the truth about this and what happened that year.

If all of this is true...

Then Pettigrew's destructive power would be too great.

Of course.

Dumbledore had to go to Azkaban alone.

Because Snape wasn't suited to roam Azkaban.

In the past, Severus Snape had sided with Voldemort and was a Death Eater highly regarded by Voldemort. Otherwise, Voldemort wouldn't have hesitated for a moment when killing Lily Potter.

But.

Later, Voldemort got into trouble.

The Death Eaters under Voldemort were all thrown into Azkaban.

This also meant that the Death Eaters imprisoned in Azkaban now were Severus's former colleagues, and their reunion might not be very pleasant.

Coupled with the tense relationship between Severus and Sirius Black.

If Snape went along, there might be no chance to ask any questions. They would probably just insult each other through the bars all night...

Late at night.

On a small island in the North Sea.

This island was cold all year round, and hardly anyone dared to stay here.

Because besides the coldness of the island and the surrounding waters, there also lived a group of eerie and terrifying dark creatures.

Dementors.

These creatures were hollow and formless, surviving by sucking out the happiness and courage of humans, and when they wanted to kill, they could directly suck out a person's soul.

Even when humans approached them, they would lose their courage and happiness, experiencing the utmost darkness of the world.

Without a doubt.

These were some of the most terrifying creatures in the wizarding world.

However, Dementors were very low in intelligence, and the Ministry of Magic reached an agreement with them, making them the guards of Azkaban.

This small island in the North Sea was not only the prison Azkaban of the wizarding world but also the dwelling place of these creatures.

When Dumbledore arrived on this small island, the Dementors immediately sensed the presence of a stranger, and a group of Dementors quickly gathered into a dense mass of shadows and rushed towards him!

However, when they smelled the scent on Dumbledore's body, they quickly stopped their actions. They knew this was an extremely threatening person!

Dumbledore then took out a document with the special seal of the Minister of Magic. The Dementors smelled the scent of the ink, and quickly dispersed.

After Dumbledore dealt with these guards, he slowly walked along the road on the island and entered Azkaban Castle.

When Dumbledore walked in, he saw a group of Death Eaters imprisoned in Azkaban Castle, most of whom were tortured by Dementors and hardly recognizable.

These prisoners, who had long lost their spirits, couldn't help but call out Dumbledore's name as if they saw hope of leaving Azkaban, hoping Dumbledore would save them.

Of course.

Among them, there were naturally those who couldn't stand Dumbledore's presence.

Like Voldemort's loyal follower, Bellatrix Lestrange. This crazy woman with disheveled hair lay on the ground cursing Dumbledore: "Stubborn old man... the traitorous headmaster who betrayed his own Magic... bah, a wizard traitor!"

"..."

Dumbledore paid no attention to this.

Because at his age and in his current position, whether it's insults, questions, or praises, it's all irrelevant to him.

Dumbledore sighed and ignored his former students who had gone astray, stepping slowly towards a narrow cell.

Sirius Black lived here.

Sirius Black, a wizard with a very noble bloodline and surname, lived a life in this prison as if he didn't care about anything.

Even the Dementors couldn't find happiness from him anymore.

Dumbledore looked at the emaciated Sirius Black, his brows slightly furrowed, softly calling his name.

"Sirius..."

"Hmm?"

Sirius Black had been listening to the insults in this prison castle all along. Suddenly hearing a familiar voice calling his name, he was a little unaccustomed.

Sirius lay on the floor, slowly turning his head to look at the small window of the cell door. He slowly got up, almost crawling to the door.

"Dumbledore?"

"I have something to ask you."

Dumbledore stared into Sirius Black's eyes, his old eyes unusually sharp: "Tell me, was it you or Pettigrew who betrayed the Potter family?"

"You want to know?"

Sirius Black took a deep breath, then hung his head again: "It was me who trusted the wrong person back then. I thought he was still our friend, but now, it doesn't matter anymore..."

His friend James Potter's family was already dead.

The only surviving orphan, Harry Potter, Dumbledore and Hagrid and others did not allow him to be raised or even approached.

Now everything seemed meaningless.

Dumbledore didn't comfort Sirius Black's emotions. Instead, he continued to ask in a deep voice, "Was it you or himself who caused the explosion incident in the Muggle world eight years ago?"

"...What's the point?"

Sirius Black waved his hand indifferently, about to lie back on the floor: "Anyway, that traitor is dead, and I don't want to live anymore..."

"Tell me!"

Dumbledore's voice suddenly increased a lot.

"It was him."

Sirius Black immediately answered the question. He recalled the scene that day: "I cornered that traitor in a crowded street corner, leaving him with no way to escape. He created an explosion and committed suicide..."

"I understand."

Dumbledore nodded slowly.

After saying that, this old man was about to turn and leave. Before leaving, he looked at the dispirited Sirius Black again, and continued in a low voice, "If we can find evidence to prove that all of this is true, we will try to get you acquitted..."

"There's no need for that..."

Sirius Black weakly hung his head.

Although he still felt a bit downhearted, at least there was hope in his heart now.

If he wasn't worried that Dumbledore might not completely trust him again, Sirius Black would have wanted to escape secretly...

The days were still long.

Black could wait patiently.

Sooner or later, he would be able to see his godson openly.

Sirius's mood lightened up a bit.

However, what he didn't know was that when Dumbledore left Azkaban, his mood became unusually heavy.

Peter Pettigrew.

The person who betrayed the Potter family.

Coupled with Pettigrew's understanding of Voldemort's Horcruxes, and his past deception of Voldemort, it also meant that Pettigrew had been playing a game of chess behind the scenes all along.

Now...

Everyone had become a pawn on Pettigrew's chessboard.

For the first time, Dumbledore was shocked by Pettigrew's intelligence, and even felt a hint of astonishment and unease at his scheming.

Perhaps.

The only fortunate thing was that Peter Pettigrew miscalculated the future. He only knew how to manipulate the powerful wizards of the past, neglecting the future young wizards...

The future was unknown...

There would definitely be many newcomers full of courage to fight against Voldemort in the future, and among them would be people who could destroy Horcruxes.

Especially this year's newcomers, among whom there was a little guy who could wield Gryffindor's sword. In the future, he would surely become a helper in the fight against Voldemort and the destruction of Horcruxes.

TN: I'm laughing like a hayna after reading this chapter.