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If those two investigators could really step into Azkaban, they would find that this huge prison has completely changed! It has completely changed into a different look!
Although the prison is still the same prison on the outside, it is very different on the inside - when you enter through the gate, you are no longer in a gloomy alleyway and stone cell, but in front of you is a huge and bright patio! Countless dark cells that once were once completely penetrated, until a big hole was opened in the roof, allowing the sunlight to pour in without any obstruction!
A half-constructed, off-white sailboat was parked in the center of the square. The dense scaffolding and ramps surrounding the roughly three-story-high hull are still in place, proving that this is a project that is still in progress. However, the construction site was empty at this time, and everyone gathered in the shadows on the other side of the square! There were about a few hundred of them, arranged in more than a dozen rows, standing there in an orderly manner, listening to a man's speech.
"Do you still have money? Do you still have a job? Do you still have a family? Are you still a noble? In the outside world...does anyone remember you?" A middle-aged man, also wearing prison uniform, stood in front of everyone. On the podium in front of the people, they shouted angrily! His hands were swinging wildly along with his speech! "I mean, is there a future for people like us...?"
"Duang!" He clenched his fist and slammed it on the podium, "No! Give up your illusions, friends! If there really is a proletariat in the world, we are the most complete proletariat! We have nothing!"
"...Many people ask me, why are you not afraid of dementors?" The middle-aged man's speech entered the next stage. Even though his hair was disheveled and his beard was unkempt, he managed to get closer to the prisoners - not to mention that under the sunlight, every strand of his dark golden hair and beard shone brightly in the light!
A dementor who had been "arranged" by the podium for a long time floated onto the stage on his own. The middle-aged man reached out and hugged the Dementor's shoulders without hesitation, even deliberately getting closer. "Tell me, my friend. Can you sense the fear and despair in my heart?"
"...no!" After a long time, the Dementor spit out a word from his cloak.
"Then my friend, I have another question," the middle-aged man's hands were like steel, firmly restraining the Dementor, preventing it from escaping. "Can you feel my happiness? Am I happy? Am I happy?"
This time, the Dementors were silent for longer. But in the end, it said the same word, "no."
"Very good, you can leave temporarily." When the middle-aged man let go of his hand, the dementor quickly fled into the corner. The middle-aged man faced the prisoners again and looked at their doubtful eyes. He said in a firm and powerful voice, "Why can't the dementor do anything to me? Why can't he swallow my feelings? Because I am neither happy nor happy. Sad, there is only firm faith in my heart! You ask me what makes my faith unbreakable..."
He opened his arms, facing the prisoners, the sky, and the distance.
"Because I love this country! Love deeply!"
"Ah!" Someone among the prisoners suddenly cried loudly! The sound of crying gradually spread throughout the square like a contagion, and there were people everywhere holding their heads and crying. The middle-aged man looked at this scene, his face still serious, but the corners of his mouth curled up slightly.
In the writing of modern history, history has become a bitch that can be played with! Anyone, and any country, can tamper with it to their liking - of course, the Japanese took the tampering sport to the point of ugliness, and the Koreans turned it into a ridiculous comedy.
We can’t talk about what’s close, but we talk about what’s far away.
In the records of foreigners, almost all Nazi members are green-faced, fanged, blood-sucking, cannibalistic perverts, while the Jews are all little angels who work hard and get rich but are brutally persecuted. World War I bonds and financial crises are nothing like them. It doesn't matter.
We do not evaluate Hitler and his high-ranking officials, and exclude the opportunists among them. Let’s just talk about those people who initially joined the Nazi Party and were inspired by Hitler’s speeches to be passionate and desperate—they had nothing at the time. They had no power, and no hope of successful election. All they had was dissatisfaction with the current situation in Germany at that time!
But that’s what they did!
Those people were actually a group of idealists who wanted to change the status quo in Germany... It's not that they completely supported Hitler, but Hitler was the only one who didn't ignore them, and they had no choice. Voldemort, Auntie is the villain boss created based on Hitler. He is bloodthirsty but ambitious and lacking in talent. Those who follow him are all ugly, greedy and conservative pure-blood nobles... But is this really the case?
When we look at the time when Voldemort launched the "revolution", we know that it was the era when the industrial productivity of the British Muggle world exploded: electricity became popular, computers appeared, science and technology advanced with each passing day, the people were prosperous, and industrial products were exported to the world!
We have said that Muggles and the wizarding world influence each other - on one side there is the rapidly advancing Muggle world, and on the other side there is the conservative magical world that has remained unchanged for hundreds of years. The power ratio between the two worlds reversed during this period, and the emergence of nuclear power caused the balance to completely collapse! Ordinary people are still confused, but those elites on the magic side have already felt the end of the world!
Especially at that time, it was the period when the United States and the Soviet Union were competing for hegemony, and the shadow of nuclear war enveloped the world. As an ally of the United States, Britain may be completely wiped out by the Soviet Union's first nuclear strike at any time - and the magic side cannot even stay out of it! Once a nuclear war breaks out, they will probably be destroyed without even making a sound! By that time, no one in the world even knew that such a world had ever existed... How could those magicians who regarded themselves as gods endure this?
It was in this situation that Voldemort took advantage of the situation. "Pure blood", if you can figure out what it means, you should understand - this was just a boundary to distinguish ideologies in the beginning, and it has nothing to do with discrimination. Because although Muggle wizards have become wizards, they believe that Britain is their motherland, and the wizarding world is like... a special big business; while traditional wizard families have always believed that the wizarding world exists independently of Britain.
This is the root of the conflict!
Of course, with the collapse of the Soviet Union, the end of the nuclear standoff, the establishment of formal relations between the Ministry of Magic and the British government, and the gradual development of two-way exchanges, the shadow of the war has dissipated! From this perspective, Voldemort, who has lost the basis of crisis, is doomed to fail in his comeback. Now Voldemort can only rely on those pure-blood nobles and his own terrifying methods to rule. The banner he is raising at this time has completely turned into racial discrimination.
So this time he only rescued ten Death Eaters from Azkaban, all of whom were pure-blood nobles! The remaining "old subordinates" who were imprisoned in Azkaban have been temporarily abandoned by him. Because the common ideal basis no longer exists, he doesn't know whether he can continue to lead these people. Instead of rescuing these people and causing trouble for him now, it would be better for him to wait until he takes control of the Ministry of Magic and force these people to surrender and return to his command with overwhelming force!
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"Strive! Struggle! Struggle!" The prisoners followed the middle-aged man and shouted at the top of his lungs, trembling all over and with blue veins popping out!
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"Come on, we are not afraid of you!" The middle-aged man pressed his face against the Dementor's face.
"Come on! We are not afraid of you! Come on! The lackeys of the Ministry of Magic!" The prisoners grabbed the dementor's neck and roared, their red and ferocious faces almost sticking to the dementor's face! And the dementors who used to specialize in causing panic are now struggling and screaming, but they just want to escape from these madmen! They also tried to bite the hearts of those people, but found that there was steel! Like lava! It's like an aerial bomb is about to explode at any moment. That's not a sentiment they dare to express!
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"Recess, fifty push-ups!" The middle-aged man neatly lay down on the ground with everyone else, and then did the first support in a standard posture.
"One, don't tie me up with your dick!" "Don't tie me up with your dick..." The hundreds of people who were supporting me roared together.
"Two, my dick is as hard as iron!" "My dick is as hard as iron..."
"He...who is he?" Elaine pointed to the middle-aged man outside the window in disbelief and asked, "Where did you find it? I have never seen a more provocative person than him! A person like him should You must be very successful, how can you still be unknown in middle age?"
This is the highest floor in the northwest corner near the prison courtyard. Now the entire top floor in the side corner has been opened up and turned into a huge room for rest and work. There are plenty of fine clothes, fine food, red wine and furniture. Lao Lu's body was trapped in a pile of furs and he was paralyzed. There was a book floating in front of him and he was flipping through it automatically. He didn't look like he was in jail at all.
"Him? Charlie! You don't recognize him, do you?" Lao Lu replied casually.
"Charlie?! You said he was transformed from my elf?" Elaine was simply unbelievable.
"It's not a transformation, it's his other body. I promised him that if he did well, I would let him return to his human identity."
"Why, why do you do this?" Elaine asked at a loss, pointing to the sweaty people, "Also," her fingers turned to the unfinished ship. "I know there are only stones on this island - but for you, whether it is wood or steel, you can have as much as you want? Why do you use stones to build ships?"
"A great man once said," Lu Yuan raised his head, his eyes bright. "If you want to civilize your spirit, you must first brutalize your body!"
Elaine completely lost the ability to speak. She watched helplessly as those people, after doing push-ups, swarmed back to the construction site with a whistle. They demolished the prison and turned the stones and wall tiles into an internal polygon. Soaked stone materials - and then used his body to carry the "stones" one by one to the boat without using any tools! That kind of concentration is simply terrifying!
Every time, it’s “Charlie” who takes the lead! He is always the first, so as long as he sets an example, the prisoners will follow him enthusiastically! Those people obviously all have magic wands again, but they would rather use their muscles and sweat to work!
This crazy atmosphere made Elaine tremble all over.
At this time, a low singing voice came from the window, and it was Charlie taking the lead again! He carried the stone bars and shouted, "What a slap," and "Hooray!" as he walked up the steps. The prisoners behind him lowered their heads, carried the stones, and responded in low voices. "It won't make any sound even if I shoot it!"
"Everyone applauds!" Sweat drops rolled down Charlie's face and shattered on the slope. "Hey, hey, hey!" Everyone behind them gritted their teeth! They are neat and orderly, like a silent army of marching ants! "The sound is shocking!"
Elaine knew what they were singing. It was obviously a translated vocabulary, but the spirit of it was not diminished at all! And when the prisoners responded in a low voice, that kind of courage even made this Azkaban prison unable to imprison him! Elaine felt her body go limp and fell back dizzily, but fell into a warm embrace.
Even when she leaves the window, the singing continues! She could still hear the low sound, like a huge fleet of planes preparing to take off!
"A penny... Hooray!... It's hard to cross the vast ocean... Hooray!... Let's row the oars... Hooray!... Start the big sailing ship!"
Elaine's heart felt cold, it was over, it was all over! This was the moment when the fish jumped over the dragon gate, the wind and cloud transformed into a dragon, and King Joseph pulled out the sword in the stone... She suddenly wanted to laugh, laughing at Dumbledore who had calculated so hard to send Lu Yuan to prison, but instead gave it to him. He has an iron army!
"Two things," she heard Lu Yuan whisper in her ear, "First, who am I? I have the innate Taiyi Divine Calculation from the "Emperor's Tianzhu Tushu Zhenchi" personally passed down by Changmei Renshou. ! In terms of prophecy, Trelawney is not even worthy of carrying my shoes. Dumbledore using her to plot against me is simply ridiculous!"
"Second," Lu Yuan opened the window and let the singing sound deafening.
"Dumbledore, be prepared. When this ship docks in England, I will be outnumbered!"
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