Chapter 2 Azkaban's Redemption

A long black metal corridor leads to a pure white cell.

Bellatrix was magically held in the chair and sat motionless.

Malfoy entered the room, and the two Aurors left the man and the woman inside, then closed the door and stood guard.

As long as Malfoy doesn't kill Bella or let her escape, they don't care about anything else!

Half an hour was enough for Malfoy to fix any problems.

The moment he saw Bella, Malfoy was slightly lost, and he carefully distinguished the woman on the chair... Who is it!

Bella in the past was definitely a beauty: she had smooth black hair and piercing eyes, and she had a wild and unruly temperament!

This kind of woman is undoubtedly particularly easy to arouse the hormones of men, which makes people have a desire to conquer.

Sadly, Bella fell in love with a man she could never conquer.

Look at Bella now?

The skeleton was covered with a layer of skin, and two crazy black eyes stared on the haggard face.

"What's up with you, Si... Where's Si?" Bella hoarsely.

"She's sick, very seriously," Malfoy said softly.

"Hehe, sick?! Don't you dare to come? You were frightened by me last time."

Bella shrieked and imitated: "Oh, sister, how did you become like this... Oh, she is still suitable for hiding in Malfoy Manor as a baby!"

"Don't say that, she cried for you a lot when she got back," Malfoy sighed.

"That really moved me." Bella smirked and couldn't wait to say, "What I want!"

Malfoy took out the bag of the Traceless Stretch Charm, took a sausage from his pocket, and threw it away.

The sausage fell to the ground.

"I can't move... you feed me!" Bella stared at the food falling from the ground, her throat twitching.

Malfoy pulled out another turkey sandwich.

Got Bella's mouth.

Bella, like a mad dog, opened her cracked mouth and took a hard bite. The turkey juice oozes out of her mouth, and the whole sandwich was eaten whole in a few moments.

Malfoy pulled out some other food.

After eating for a full five minutes, she ate everything Malfoy brought.

Bella looked eagerly at the sausage that fell to the ground.

Malfoy fought back his nausea, picked up the sausage, and put it to Bella's mouth.

Bella pulled out his tongue, rolled the sausage into his mouth, opened his mouth at the same time, bit Malfoy's wrist with his black and yellow teeth, and tore off a piece of bloody flesh.

Malfoy slammed Bella's head with a punch, and the pain was unbearable, he rushed out and asked the Auror to help him stop the bleeding.

After five full minutes, Malfoy returned to the room with a gloomy face.

Bella had completely swallowed the sausage, with Malfoy's flesh and blood.

She opened her mouth wide and chewed in the void, as if to reminisce.

Bella didn't look full, and gave Malfoy a fiery look, taking him completely for... food.

Malfoy saw that his heart was broken, and he said angrily: "Are you crazy?!"

She licked the blood on her lips, looked at Malfoy, and said without emotion: "Your meat is delicious, and the ones you ate before tasted a lot worse."

"You still eat... people?" Malfoy took a breath.

"Yeah, if you don't eat, how can you live?" Bella laughed wildly. "The food provided by the dementors?"

"Some wizards with light crimes won't be locked up for long. If the dementors are not killed directly, they will be sent to my cell.

I'll taste them first, and when I'm dying, the dementors will swallow their souls, and the blame is all mine..."

"We have reached a tacit agreement!" Bella showed a row of yellow teeth.

Malfoy only felt his scalp tingle, and he took two steps back. "I asked Sissy to tell you last time, how is your thinking?"

"what?"

"Give me your Gringotts gold, and I'll run it for you, and let Fudge let you out."

"Go out?!" Bella laughed wildly, her voice echoing in the room, "Why should I go out?!"

"I've been in Azkaban for twelve years. I'm the Dark Lord's most loyal servant. After so much suffering, he'll remember... he'll come to save me, and he'll reward me."

Bellatrix suddenly sobbed.

"I was tortured for the sake of the master, I was all for him! When I thought of this, I couldn't help but get excited, and my whole body was shaking.

Lucius, you don't understand.

It was a kind of joy in my heart... The more miserable I was tortured, the more comfortable I felt... When I was uncomfortable, I would imagine that the Dark Lord was torturing me and tormenting me... I felt very comfortable. "

"Mad!" Malfoy took two steps back in fear.

"Of course I'm a lunatic, I'm as crazy as the Dark Lord... Unfortunately, why does he just ignore me?"

Bella squeezed out a smile, black blood mixed with saliva and saliva, and spit out Malfoy.

She said contemptuously: "Go away, don't delay my enjoyment..."

Bella was taken down and replaced by Sirius.

To be honest, seeing Bella like that, Malfoy had little hope for Sirius.

Sure enough, the originally handsome Sirius also became skinny. A tangle of dirty, tangled hair hung down to his elbows, and waxy skin clinged to the skeleton of his face.

His sunken eyes stared into the distance absentmindedly, like a walking corpse.

If Bella had any hope of living, Sirius would have almost become the living dead.

No matter what Malfoy said, Sirius just murmured, "I killed them both..."

Fudge entered the room, and he said softly, "Okay, Lucius? We should go, I can't stay for a second.

Merlin, Azkaban is really bad. "

Malfoy nodded slightly, this was probably his last visit to Azkaban.

Black's family fortune do not need to think about.

Sirius struggled suddenly, staring at the Daily Prophet in the hands of an Auror next to Fudge.

"Want to see?" Fudge raised his eyebrows.

"Give it to him, Mr. Minister, and show him freedom," Malfoy said quickly. "You know, the air outside is sweet."

Maybe Blake, who has read the newspaper, will change his mind and be willing to leave?

Fudge nodded, not rejecting his big golden pig.

"Bring Black back." Fudge picked up the newspaper and threw it on Sirius.

The two Aurors, holding Sirius, crossed the corridor, shoved him hard, and threw him into a cell, then locked the door.

Little Sirius didn't get up, but couldn't wait to lie down on the Daily Prophet, looking for the photo he just accidentally caught:

The Weasleys stood in front of the pyramid, beckoning, and one of the boys stood in the middle of the crowd with a rat on his shoulder.

Sirius' face was gloomy and terrifying. He half-knelt on the newspaper, raised his head and let out a roar of a beast that pierced his eardrums, the room trembled, and a lot of dust was shaken off.

"He's at Hogwarts..."

Tears welled up in Sirius' eyes.

James once said, Hey, Sirius, you die if you die, and it's not ashamed to die against Voldemort, but you can't die, you're my son's godfather.

He didn't agree, saying that he would die in front of James and let James take care of his silly son.

Being imprisoned in Azkaban over the years, he became more and more like a human being, and a ghost like a ghost. Sirius only felt that he was atonement.

For James and Lily.

Twelve years of redemption...he wants to go out now.

Still for James and Lily.

At night, Sirius, who was in a confused state, dreamed of the Hogwarts Express.

Marauders sit in the same box on the train every time they come to Hogwarts and come home, from first to seventh year.

In the first six years, on twelve trips, Lily Evans would walk past the car door arrogantly. On the thirteenth time, she gave James a smile. On the fourteenth time, she joined the four and sat down. into this car.

So for more than a moment, Sirius, Lupin... all felt that they might as well go out and find another room.

If he could go back to Hogwarts, he would probably have to go to that carriage again.

At night, the prison door was opened and a Dementor slithered into the prison.

It threw moldy food on the ground, intoxicatingly inhaling the joy that was about to overflow in the air.

But it suddenly stopped because the joy was gone. The Dementor has no eyes, and it can only perceive its surroundings in confusion, looking for Sirius.

A thin black dog, as thin as a rib, bypassed the Dementor and slipped through the narrow gap in the iron bars of the prison.

Not a single dementor notices him!

The black dog ran smoothly to the shore, and he plunged into the vast sea without hesitation.

Sirius only needs to swim back to England from Azkaban.

The straight-line distance between the two sides is only more than 300 kilometers!

I heard that the speed of cherry blossoms falling is five centimeters per second. With his dog-planing swimming skills, at what speed can he swim this distance...

Sirius doesn't care about this!

His top priority is to figure out first... Which direction is the UK in? !

It seems to be in the southwest direction.

Sirius observed for a while, and then swam in the direction of "southwest" he identified.

England...I'm back!

When the huge wave came, the black dog stabbed hard and continued to work hard.

From the direction, if all goes well, Sirius will arrive safely...France!

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(Thanks to "Hellcat", "Shadow's Mood 123", the rewards of the two bosses.)