Chapter 471 Who Is the Dark Lord’s Favorite?

"Good afternoon, everyone."

William stepped into the prison, and at a glance, he saw that there were still three acquaintances - the prison boss was still there, the big guy was still there, and a passerby who he didn't have a good relationship with before was still there.

A smile appeared on the face of the prison leader who was about to squat down with his head in his hands. As he stood up, he kicked the stupid big man up.

"Good afternoon, William."

The prison boss waved his hand and grabbed the big man who wanted to come over and give William a hug. "Long time no see. You are getting more energetic. Have you gone to work at the Ministry of Magic?"

"That's not true."

William ignored the people squatting on the ground and walked straight to his previous bed. As he passed by, he picked up another person he knew, and then sat down on his bed, "Just a small favor. Got transferred."

"It seems that you have done quite well recently," the prison boss came over with a smile and sat on the bed next to him. "I have nothing to entertain you, and I am still waiting for your charity."

"I know, I brought a lot of gifts."

As William spoke, he began to pour chocolates from his bag and piled them into a high pile on the bed.

"Perfect! I love you so much, little William!"

The big man took out a chocolate frog, tore it open and stuffed it into his mouth without looking at it. "Those gray skins don't know why they've gone crazy lately. The prison is undergoing a major cleaning, and foreign supplies have been temporarily stopped." The entrainment - I stopped eating chocolate for half a month!"

"Look at your...****!"

William cursed something for the first time that he had never said since leaving Azkaban, and sadly picked up the bag of chocolate frogs - over there, on the two cards, a witch was hiding in fear on the left side of the chocolate frog card. On the wreckage.

This is one of the rarest cards in the entire Chocolate Frog series, and the only one William lacks.

His whole body was feeling bad. He had been eating chocolate frog for so long without getting this card. Today he finally got a glimpse of his true appearance, but...

If he hadn't always had a good relationship with the big guy, he would have wanted to take out his wand and cast a little curse or something.

'Forget it...let's try to fix it...but it probably won't work...'

In order to prevent someone from counterfeiting rare cards, Chocolate Frog Card adds precious materials to the rarest cards to prevent copying and modification and a series of magical changes. This not only increases the value of rare cards, but also almost completely eliminates the possibility of repair. .

"I have to be calm. Now that I'm out, he's still in the cell. There's a big psychological gap. If I show that I care too much..."

However, before he could pretend to be calm and calm, the prison boss's eyes were already filled with anger. He took off his shoes and started whipping the big man without thinking.

"Probably the only one I have!!!"

"A gift from little William!!!"

“Did you know that I started collecting Chocolate Frog cards when I was eleven years old, and it’s only now that I’ve seen my first physical card?”

"Make you greedy!"

"My card!!!"

"My chocolate frog card! Woohoo!"

There was even a hint of crying in the cell leader's voice, which William had never seen before in Azkaban. Only then did he remember one thing. It was the cell leader who taught him those Chocolate Frog cards back then. story, and even popularized the subtle differences between several versions of cards...

After watching the cell riot for a long time, William finally remembered that he should stop this.

The prison boss was still furious, and the big man knew that he had made a serious mistake. He stood there with his head hanging down, but he was still much taller than the others.

"Can you fix it, William?"

The prison boss gasped and carefully took out the Chocolate Frog card. William had no choice but to bite the bullet and took out his wand - instantly, he felt several greedy rays of light projecting from the ground.

People who have never mastered the power will not understand the wizard's desire for the wand, especially now that there are a group of wizards here who have mastered the power of the wand but have been deprived of it. More importantly, they are all real criminals.

"It's not just any trouble—"

William looked at the Chocolate Frog card, "You know, the rarest card..."

"Then I can only give it a try. I don't worry about this precious card leaving the prison and being repaired by some master. I would rather it accompany me to the grave."

"You are about to be released from prison, why are you saying such unlucky words?"

"unlucky?"

The cell leader smiled and said, "Do you think those who left have been released from prison? There are two guys lying in Azkaban right now."

"Lying in Azkaban? Them?"

"I can't stand it anymore. Even chocolate can't bring me joy. I'll die in despair. If there's no sweetness in eating chocolate, I won't be able to get out of Azkaban."

The prison head shook his head, "Repair it quickly so that no one will have any thoughts that they shouldn't have. Even I got a little excited when I saw the magic wand."

"That's really not the right time to be excited - now is probably the most dangerous time for Azkaban. More than a dozen Aurors came today."

William looked around at the guy squatting below with a smile, "There are two thieves? One seems to be a smuggler? That one is probably a poacher? And the other one - I can't figure it out, looks like a fraud?"

"It's not a scam, it's not a scam, it's just that I was caught giving some warmth."

The only one I missed had a smile on his face, very warm. If this face appeared in any store interview, then one more salesperson position would be filled even if it was full.

…

This class of prisoners is still...

William didn't know how to comment for a while, but the prisoner squatting below had already put his mind aside - the guy above him knew everything, right?

"More than a dozen Aurors? What big thing happened recently?"

The prison boss finally took his mind away from the cards and asked with concern.

"Nothing, Umbridge was arrested and a review revealed she was a Death Eater."

"Umbridge?"

The prison head was stunned for a moment, and then the half-opened chocolate frog fell from his hand with shock on his face - Umbridge?

"Is that Umbridge?"

"That's right."

"How can it be?"

The cell leader stood up, with a flustered look on his face. He couldn't even stand still, "How is that possible, Umbridge, she is the Deputy Minister of Magic..."

"Why would the deputy minister transfer so many Aurors?"

"Can!"

"You won't have anything to do with her, will you?"

William finally saw that something was wrong. The prison boss nodded desperately and lowered his voice, "I just passed five thousand galleons through connections half a year ago to Umbridge's organization. It can probably reduce my sentence by about half a year." ."

I've never heard of an investigation... Before William answered, he remembered something, who Umbridge belonged to.

"Stop yelling, or you may be liquidated..."

William patted the prisoner on the shoulder and began to lower his head to study the cards. After several attempts - as expected, they all failed.

"I'm afraid I can't do it anymore. There are special potions and materials on it. Even if I study hard, it will probably take more than half a year to completely repair it, but now I simply..."

He spread his hands, indicating that he was helpless.

"Then there's no need to repair it. I'll keep it. This is the most precious gift I've ever received in my life."

The prison head nodded and put the card away under William's reluctant eyes.

"Okay, it's time for you to leave. There are two different worlds inside and outside Azkaban... Don't come so diligently. I hope the next time we meet is outside Azkaban."

To William's expectation, after learning that Umbridge was the one who was arrested, the prison boss didn't even ask him for information about other people outside the prison, and refused to tell him where the other people who had been released from prison were - "Just don't ask." It’s not good for you, and it’s not good for them either.”

He had no choice but to give up and leave, and start the next task he had planned before coming - to see the lives of the Death Eaters and let them know that following the Dark Lord had no future at all.

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"Good afternoon, we meet again."

In the deepest prison, William greeted a Death Eater who seemed to be barely conscious.

“Hello, there’s—go to hell!”

The opponent almost flew to the iron gate, and his thin arms tried to grab William to attack, but it was obvious that this was impossible.

He glanced at the prisoner and remembered his crime - suspected of illegally trapping and killing children with wizarding talents in Muggle society, and all seven of them died mysteriously.

‘Next up. ’

William pulled out his wand and gave the other party a hard blow, causing him to lie on the floor of the cell and scream, and then walked to the next room.

"Hello--"

Before he could say anything, a mouthful of spit flew out. William waved his left hand and bounced it back, then directly hit him with a magic spell - this seemed to be suspected of attacking a Muggle-born wizard student on summer vacation?

I can't remember clearly. Anyway, there are not two Siriuss in the depths of a prison. Just because he has never punished students corporally does not mean that he is still polite in a place like Azkaban, especially when facing these guys in the depths.

"Hello?"

Silent - the prisoners in the cell shrank directly into the corner.

William ignored him and walked to the next cell. The news he brought could not stimulate these unqualified Death Eaters - the only one who could observe was to see if joining those people during the summer would change their stubbornness. idea, but it was obvious that they had no intention of cooperating.

The next cell is the new Death Eater - to be precise, the Death Eater who was tricked in because of Mr. Malfoy's betrayal and accusation.

Out of basic respect for them, Mr. Crouch, together with the Aurors and Strikers, happily prepared Area 2 of the core area for them, which was a prime location where Dementors only visited seven or eight times a day.

There was no way, this group of people really had no torture value. Back then, these people escaped the trial by hiding from each other as a team and by the combination of Galleons and their backgrounds. Now that they were caught again, they naturally refused to betray their partners.

After all, after so many years, there are already those who should have heirs. The purebloods still need to help each other to maintain the family property left outside. If they can survive on their own, they will naturally not want to harm the family - betraying may not bring peace for a long time. We also have to lose allies, the loss is too serious.

Don't talk about them. If the only heir of the Malfoy family hadn't fallen into the hands of Crouch, he would have been caught and confessed on the spot, and he would never betray his teammates after entering.

However, William's target is not them - but the deepest Death Eaters who feel they are the Dark Lord's favorites. After learning the news of the Dark Lord's disappearance, they even kidnapped Aurors to try to get to the core of the news.

"Good afternoon, everyone."

Ignoring the stinky cell where Pettigrew lived, William went straight to Bellatrix's cell - this was the craziest Death Eater, even if he was arrested, he still claimed that the Dark Lord was destined. Will come back and refuse to say anything bad about him.

Compared with the previous mental illness, this is actually the most emotionally stable cell - real dark wizards cannot be driven crazy by dementors, because they have already driven themselves crazy before the dementors take action. Lost.

"A young Auror who just passed the test?"

Bella smiled contemptuously, but she quickly stopped laughing - she thought of William, who had been here before.

It seems like - sending that rat here?

"Who did you send here again?" She smiled crazily. "That rat went crazy not long ago. It was really a feast - I wanted to do that a long time ago. If it hadn't been for him, the Dark Lord would have Don’t fall into that despicable trap.”

"For the sake of this feast, maybe I should tell you something that concerns you?"

"The things I care about have been obtained from Mr. Malfoy. Thanks to him, Azkaban is now full."

William's tone was very relaxed, as if he didn't understand the sarcasm in Bella's words.

"Although you got your wish," Bella stared at William, her eyes were like a snake that found food, "but I suddenly felt that it was not bad. The Dark Lord trusted them so much, and they should repay the Dark Lord's trust instead of hiding behind There’s a lot of bragging about the Ministry of Magic.”

"so?"

"Then why not provide them with more, so that they can have a try and get the treatment they deserve?"

As soon as William finished speaking, a mocking smile appeared on Bella's face, but before she could speak, William had already taken out a newspaper from his pocket.

"In exchange, I will tell you who the new person is and what his identity is."

"Don't even think about it."

Bella gave a look of contempt.

"Okay, then, here it is for you."

William pulled out the first newspaper, then the second, and waved his left hand to let them fly in.

Bella grabbed the newspaper almost instantly and found that most of the area had been covered in ink, leaving only the front page.

"This is?"

"Necessary security measures - it would be terrible if there was another jailbreak."

Bella began to read quickly, and the expression on her face became more and more exciting - first angry red, then livid, then pale...

"One more..."

William shook the thing in his hand in time, which was the inside page of the magazine.

"Give me!"

"Three names."

"Give me!!!"

"Three names, I only want three - just three cowards hiding outside!"

"Only two names!"

"Then two!"

Bella's face was even a little distorted, and dark plants even crawled out of the surrounding iron railings - the longer a wizard stays in one place, the easier things here are to become magical, which is why there are so many magics in the wizard's home. Reasons for biological immigration.

But William was unmoved - not to mention that this thing just looked scary, Bella was an enemy that deserved to be dealt with carefully, but it was only worth dealing with carefully, not to mention that she had lost her wand.

After all the turmoil, Bella spoke out two names with difficulty, William wrote them down, and then waved his arm to let the inside pages of the magazine fly in without the photos.

After all, the photo seems questionable - but the news did come from the magazine.

He is a person who keeps his promises. If the other party gives information, he will give Bella what he promised, even if the other party is a Death Eater, it doesn't matter.