Ravenclaw's Blue Gem

It didn't take long for the boat to reach the landing."Hey, Mark! Are you interested in having a drink together?" Steve invited with a laugh. "Although there is only ugly tea, you can warm yourself up."

"I agree. Are you okay, your face is terrible." Ian looked worriedly at Mark's face that seemed to have lost his blood.

"It's okay. I'm just coming here in a hurry." Mark said, speaking slowly, "I'm already late."

"It's kind of weird, you've never been late before, even in worse weather than today." Ian smiled and patted him on the shoulder. "Don't mind so much, it's just a few hours late...what's new News?"

"It's nothing, it's all the same, but in just a few months, I'm actually used to this kind of danger." Mark said, "It just so happens that I want to ask you something too.

"Wait, let me ask first." Steve interrupted him anxiously. "You told Ian that we'll be back soon, is that true?"

"It's true. The Minister has issued an order. I will come and take you away next Friday, and then bring another team to station."

"Great!" Steve laughed."What do you want to ask, Mark?" Ian sighed, he had no energy to accuse his partner of the exaggerated behavior.

"The three arrested Death Eaters, have they repented for their crimes?"

"Repent?" Steve sneered. "Do you expect Rodolphs Lestrange to count his sins and then weep bitterly? He is like his lunatic wife, if we hadn't been subject to the law, Constraint, I have long wanted to use some radical methods to make him'confess'."

"The thing that bothers me the most is that I can't use lynching to kill him and his two little servants. I have to endure the murder in my heart every day." Steve said with red eyes, and Ian stopped him from continuing. Go on.

"It's better to keep them alive. The ministry still needs to try their charges and join the party." Mark said, "Where do you keep them?"

"Where else? It is enough to just pack a cage inside. The environment in that place is not the worst, only worse." Ian shrugged, "Stop talking about these annoying topics, you brought what I wanted. ?"

"A pair of wizard chess, and a best-selling novel, you told me last time." Mark pointed to the protrusion covered with thick cloth behind him. Because of the waterproof curse, the heavy rain did not affect the goods.

"I thought you would only bring one of them!" Ian patted Mark on the shoulder gratefully.

"Let's inspect the goods in the past." Steve pushed Ian and asked Mark jokingly while he was walking towards the goods, "How about bringing me a bottle of wine next time?"

"That won't work, Steve. This is against the rules." When the sound of pulling the cloth rang behind him, Mark suddenly raised his wand at Steve, "fainted!" When Steve fell, his mouth was still hanging. With a slight smile.

"What?!" Before I could think about it, the Auror could have made Ian quickly draw out his wand and was about to knock the opponent down, but he seemed to have suffered a heavy blow to his head. He rolled his eyes and fell.

"Now, stun yourself." A voice came from the void.Mark raised his wand in a daze, his struggling expression flashed away, the dominated body faithfully executed the order, the light flashed, he fell to the shore and passed out.

The noisy ambient sound made the attack very inconspicuous. The outline of a person first appeared in the void, and then his real figure was gradually revealed. She was still holding the magic wand in her hand, and the rain slid down her cheek.

Zoe watched her surroundings carefully. She stepped over the three people who fell on the ground and wiped the rain off her face.In front of her, the silhouette of Azkaban lurked in the gloomy sky, like a giant beast with an open mouth, silently welcoming her return.

Chapter 64 The Robbery (Part 2)

Rodolphs withdrew his eyes from the dirty wall outside the prison.He was sitting next to the corner, where he could observe the environment outside the prison to the utmost extent.The hard life of imprisonment took away part of his weight. His body seemed to have shrunk. In addition, he couldn't cut his hair or shaving. His face was messy and he looked like a savage who hadn't eaten for a long time. He was still wearing the robe he was in prison. It just became very dirty, Azkaban's mouse liked it very much and added several holes in it.

But compared with the previous encounter in Azkaban, this time is simply a vacation. Even if he still faces the problem of malnutrition, he doesn't need to be shrouded in those cold mists, and even his mind will be frozen.Normally, black wizards have a certain resistance to the erosion of dementors, but this does not mean they can ignore this influence.

At this time, there was a rhythmic percussion on the other side of the wall behind him.Three long and one short, this is to ask whether the environment is safe, Rodolphs’ prison is facing the guard lounge, and he is in charge of watching the wind.It seemed that someone couldn't help it anymore, and Rudolphs smiled contemptuously.He slowly raised his hand, taking care not to let the heavy chain that bound his hands make a noise that would disturb the guards, and a short tone was returned on the back of his hand to indicate safety.

"When can I leave?" It was Crabbe's well-recognizable low voice, "How did you plan?"

"All you need is a magic wand," Rodolphs replied.

"Wand? What a joke, you know it's impossible!" Crabbe growled.

"You have a complete brain, Crabbe, use it for things other than muscle training." Rodolphs said sarcastically. "It's too late to inform Nott. He is too far away. You can listen to me first."

"Among the six Aurors stationed here, one can use it." He licked the gap in the corner of his mouth. The blood has dried up, but he can still taste the unique taste of blood. "The Auror named Steve , The goal is his wand."

"Steve... is the one who beat you two days ago?" Crabbe frowned. He remembered the curses and kicking noises that came out of Rodolphes' cell two days ago. Those Aurors were so angry. The behavior was just turning one eye and closing one eye, and only stepped forward to stop it when Steve was about to lose control.

"It's him," said Rodolphs. "That guy hates us so much that he wants us to die. But it's nothing bad, it's better to say it's awesome, a guy who has lost his mind and has only hatred in his heart, no more What can be better controlled than this."

"That guy is like a pile of explosives that explodes at one point."

"What we have to do is to ignite the leads. The best thing is that when this guy beats me, there will be a blank period of more than half an hour. No other Aurors will come over, and they will not doubt the abnormal sound. , No matter what happens here, they will only think that I was beaten." Rodolphs moved his body carefully. The injury on his body affected his mobility, and even a touch would cause pain.

Crabbe could probably guess that Rudolphs was injured, but he would never mention anything to help.Even if he really offered to help, Rodolphs would not agree. He couldn't afford to look at these two accomplices, nor would he give them this critical task.

"Aurors always like to put their wands in their easy-to-access pockets. When he gets closer, I can steal the wands." Even if there is adaptability between wizards and wands, there are wizards with wands and those without wands. Wizards are two completely different types. "Then we can return to the Dark Lord smoothly."

"Then when shall we act?" Crabbe breathed a sigh of relief.

Before Rodolphs had time to reply, he heard an explosion first, followed by a dazzling flash, which swallowed the corner of the wall in Rodolphs' vision with a bang.He squinted, regardless of the size of the wound on his body, he just kept moving his body, trying to see more clearly.

"What's wrong!" Crabbe shouted alertly.

"Shut up, Crabbe." Rodolphs said coldly, looking out through the gap in the railing intently, "...our Auror gentlemen got a surprise attack. Something is attacking them." In accordance with Rudolphs' conclusion, the sound of heavy objects falling to the ground echoed in the room.The furious scream was only halfway through, but it seemed to be stuffed back into his throat, and then there was the oozing sound of wood cracking and shattering.

"Is this demolishing the house?!" Crabbe could only hear his voice, roaring irritably.

"Azkaban was attacked by an unknown person." Rodolphs gloated, "Auror is fighting back."

"Will it be ours?" Crabbe asked hopefully.

"I don't know. But I don't think the owner will plan to rescue us. He has more and bigger goals to deal with." Rodolphs said.

"Then who else in this world can go to Azkaban to make trouble with a full meal?"

Rodolphs saw a sturdy figure flying backwards and fell to the ground, and rolled a few times. He knew this guy, one of the six Aurors, but now fell to the ground like a dead dog, and stood no longer. Can't get up.

"How come it suddenly became quiet?" Crabbe asked, his chains rattling in panic, sounding like he was trying to get up.

Rodolphs knew this was because the battle was over, and the loser was the Auror.He stared straight ahead, as if someone would come out of the corner in the next second.Although he still had some doubts in his heart, he also agreed with Crabbe's words that, besides the Death Eaters, it is unlikely that a third party would come to Azkaban to make trouble at this time.

Since the Auror moved into Azkaban, torches have been installed everywhere in the prison.Rodolphs didn't wait long, and soon a shadow was stretched by the firelight and hit the wall, and the sound of footsteps couldn't be more obvious in the quiet room.

Rodolphs' brows were twisted together, and the thing he was puzzled was that he only heard the sound of one person's footsteps.The man quickly revealed his figure, a man in a black robe with a hood, his whole body wrapped tightly, unable to see his facial features.The man looked around, as if looking for something.

Rudolphs' instinct told him that this man came to them, and even if he was not their companion, at least he would not be from the Ministry of Magic.He touched the iron railing with his foot, and the sound quickly attracted the other's attention.Sure enough, the man kept walking and came straight to this side.

"Rodolphs Lestrange." The man said in a playful tone, and Rodolphs could hear that the owner of the voice was "her."

"Your Excellency knows me. Can you tell me your purpose?" Rodolphs' eyes flickered.

"Since I'm going to meet a friend whom I haven't seen for a long time, naturally I have to choose an impressive gift." She chuckled and said nonchalantly, "No honorifics, Rodolphs, I'm here to find the three of you. Here, where are the two remaining?"

"Crabbe is in the cell behind me, and Nott is on the right, a little bit away." Rodolphs said, "Are you here to save us?"

"I said, just preparing a souvenir. You are of no use to me." Rudolphs could hear this as the truth, and this person doesn't care about their lives.It seemed as if an invisible blade was wiping the tip of his nose quickly, and there was crazy excitement in his nervousness. For a moment he thought he was facing the Dark Lord, "Of course, you better not arouse my interest."

Looking directly at the wand that the man slowly raised, Rodolphes' body was tense. It was not his body that was broken, but the iron fence in front of him, which was cut into neat sections and hit the ground one after another. .Then he felt his wrist loosen, the heavy iron lock was quietly opened, shaking and making a loud noise.He knew he was free.

Rudolphs stood up after a long absence, moving his wrists."Thank you for your help, sir." There was a hint of eagerness in his voice.But his savior ignored him, went to another cell like a ghost, and released Crabbe and Nott from the bondage, and all three of them were free.

"Thank you again, my friend." Rudolphs leaned against the wall, he was still very weak, "I will repay you if I have the opportunity." Crabbe and Nott also showed gratitude.

"The three of you will leave with me. There is no correct route. With your current body, you will die on this sea."