Is this world not destroyed?
Sirius was stunned. He subconsciously looked at Amosta, hoping to get an answer, but he found that Amosta's brows were furrowed, as if he was thinking about something.
Rowena Ravenclaw obviously knew what Gryffindor was talking about. She stared at the only island shrouded in clouds under the blue sky, her eyes dimming slightly.
The ship under their feet suddenly accelerated its speed, splitting the waves and quickly approaching the island. Amosta also put aside his thoughts and pointed at the island. This island called Azkaban is the most tightly guarded forbidden area in the wizarding world. Most of the legends circulated outside are about the notorious guards of this forbidden area-the dementors, and about the island itself. , but without much description.
"Amosta--"
Sirius huddled his shoulders and his body trembled slightly. The gradually clearer scenes before him reminded Sirius of the days when he spent time with dementors in prison. The fear that had been engraved in his soul quickly made him lose courage and curiosity, even though he knew in his heart that everything in front of him was basically false. of--
"You can be sure that we are not in the real world now, it is just a memory, right?"
"Basically certain--"
Amosta noticed something strange about Sirius, and in the blink of an eye, he understood why Sirius was so silent. After thinking for a moment, Amosta patted Sirius on the shoulder.
"If you don't get used to it, just stay on the ship later. I can just follow these two people down and take a look - I guess, the memory we are in knows that Gryffindor and Ravenclaw have finished exploring Azka The class will be over and we should be able to leave by then."
This suggestion was indeed quite tempting to Sirius. He hesitated for a moment, and his vision inadvertently touched the sword on Gryffindor's waist and the rustling robe legs of Gryffindor, who was standing in the wind.
"I'm going--"
Sirius took a deep breath. His body was still trembling, but he managed to straighten his chest.
"It's just an illusion!"
Sirius gasped, his tone sounding like he was explaining to Amosta, but also like he was encouraging himself,
"I graduated from Gryffindor House, how could I be embarrassed in front of Godric Gryffindor? Besides, if James knew that I was so scared even though I knew it was an illusion, he would definitely You’ll laugh your ass off!”
"You can make your own decision, just don't force it--"
Amosta shrugged.
The ship did not dock on the fringing reef, but stopped under Gryffindor's intervention when it was still some distance away from the island. It floated on the sea and swayed slightly with the waves.
Amosta and Sirius, Gryffindor and Ravenclaw, who were looking away, did not have any conversation.
Going further, the world seems to have lost its color.
Everything in sight, whether it is the sky, the sea, or the islands that are like charred and cracked by fire, are all gray and dark. Everything is so quiet, with only the flowing air passing through the islands and protruding from the ground. The painful cry of cracked rocks.
"The Jedi above the North Sea, the place where death is born and dies--"
The gloomy and terrifying Azkaban made Gryffindor's face look heavy.
"We finally found the clues you found in the ancient books and Helga's prophecy, Rowena--"
Rowena nodded slightly, his eyes darkened,
"Have you heard the wails of the lives that perished on this land? Godric is a complete lunatic. I can't imagine that one day such evil people will return to our world. As Helga predicted, it would be terrible. s future"
"We came here just to avoid that ending, didn't we?"
Gryffindor held onto the hilt of his sword, his sharp gaze even driving away the aura of defeat emanating from the island.
Azkaban is not so much an island as it is a huge flat reef protruding from the sea.
The only building on the huge stone island is the round tower. After years of polishing, the outer surface of the black tower is extremely smooth and can even reflect the faint light.
"Something's wrong-"
Sirius finally plucked up the courage to raise his head. He had been tortured in the tower for twelve years and had no curiosity about the towering building towering on the island. The only thing he cared about was to cause him endless pain. A dementor who was deprived of even his pain!
"The number of those dementors"
Sirius squinted his eyes, suppressed the discomfort, and said hesitantly.
"See those things, Gryffindor."
Rowena Ravenclaw suddenly spoke, and Sirius immediately shut his mouth.
"Evil creature——"
The passionate Gryffindor's tone was full of disgust,
"Yes, I saw it. I have never encountered it before, and I have never heard of it. Let's go, Rowena, let's go over and see if it is what we are looking for."
Gryffindor and Ravenclaw disappeared from Amosta's world for a moment, and when they reappeared, they were already standing on the Azkaban island. Amosta, who was afraid of missing any information, did not dare to delay, and pulled Sirius' arms and body disappeared and flew towards the island.
Dementors!
In today's magical world, there are probably terrifying creatures that no one knows about, but few people knew about them a thousand years ago.
No one has set foot on this island for hundreds of years. Godric Gryffindor and Rowena Ravenclaw should be the first wave of wizards to set foot on this island after it lost its original owner.
Dementors wandering on the shore. For hundreds of years, they can only rely on extracting simple emotions from sea creatures. The first moment the two legendary wizards who founded Hogwarts set foot on the island fell into crazy.
Thirty or forty Dementors made hoarse sounds, and wherever they passed, a faint layer of white frost appeared in the air!
The irrational creatures have no way of realizing what kind of magic power the objects they want to harm have. When they were about sixty feet away from the two legendary wizards, Gryffindor suddenly pulled out his long sword and pointed it towards the sky. The clanging sound is even more shocking than the rumbling thunder.
The billowing clouds that shrouded Azkaban were directly poked into a huge hole, and golden sunlight fell down.
Gryffindor's eyes were stern, and on the sword that flashed with thunder, power like air flow continuously emerged from the outside. This strange power seemed to be able to freeze space, and the dementors approaching them were frozen in the air. Inside, even the tattered robe that possessed him was no longer flowing.
As we all know, there is only one kind of magic that can affect Dementors - the Patronus Charm!
On Avalon Island, Amosta had also seen Gryffindor's own patron saint, which was a majestic lion. At that time, that patron saint also made Amosta have a lot of feelings. Shocked, because the lion is actually real.
In front of his eyes, Gryffindor once again gave the younger generation of wizards a lesson. Common sense can be broken. Dementors are not only controlled by the Patron Saint!
Rowena Ravenclaw on the other side also showed her magic power.
She raised her fibrous wrist towards the dementors, and the air suddenly became hazy and distorted. The dementor closest to the two of them seemed to be pulled by something, and slowly moved towards Rowena Ravenclaw's palm. Fall.
The Dementor looks tall, at least a dozen feet tall, but on the way to Ravenclaw, this Dementor seems to be suppressed by something extremely strong, and wisps of black smoke rise from its huge and terrifying body. As these evil forces left and were driven away, the Dementor's body quickly shrank, and by the time it fell into the palm of Ravenclaw's hand, it had turned into a 'mini' Dementor.
Gryffindor's eyes also fell on this Dementor. For some reason, the solemn look between his brows grew deeper and deeper.
Ravenclaw closed his palms, and countless rays of bright holy light slipped out from between the palms.
"stop!"
At the edge of the island, Amosta, who had just landed, stared at Ravenclaw with murderous intent under Sirius's stunned gaze, and resolutely raised his wand!
(End of chapter)
