Chapter 640：

Among this group of people, there are two outliers.

"Norman."

Old Gore, who not only lost weight but gained a lot of weight in prison, greeted the employees.

His eyes fell on Theodore, and he said with a look of surprise: "Theodore? I am your Uncle Gower."

"Uncle Gower?" Theodore was stunned.

Connect the fat man in front of you with the big and silly person from before.

His eyes fell on the other party's prison. Although the difference didn't seem big, if you look closely, you could see that the other party's food was not very good.

There are also entertainment facilities such as Gobstone chess board and magic chess board.

"Are you coming to see your father?" Old Gore rubbed his belly and said with a smile, "You have to persuade him, he is still dreaming about the Voldemort era."

"Okay, Old Gore," Norman shook his head helplessly, "You will be going out soon, so you'd better lose weight first."

Old Gower was a little dissatisfied and said: "Have you seen Crabbe? He is the fattest one."

Norman was speechless, what's the comparison?

To be honest, he also envied these two tough guys.

If others live in Azkaban, they will be skinned even if they don't die.

But luckily for them, not only did they not lose weight, they also gained weight.

The original life sentence became two years.

The two fools understood their fate, so they decisively turned their backs on Voldemort.

They did not waste the opportunity that their elders and younger brothers had fought for. Two years were about to pass, but nothing happened at all.

At first, the Death Eaters would yell when they were caught, but they just felt like returning to their own homes.

As time goes by, your heart naturally becomes lighter and your body becomes fatter.

Those who come in with them will either be imprisoned until death or die directly. They will be out in two years, not to mention how happy they are.

Theodore's heart sank when he saw this. If he had directly looked for John, he might not have been able to get out forever.

After bidding farewell to Old Gore, they continued deeper.

Azkaban is divided into the upper nine floors and the lower nine floors.

The further down you go, the more serious the crime, and the worse the environment.

A biting chill came from the lowest level, and Theodore exhaled a white breath.

He saw his father, old Nott, standing like a living mummy.

Her hair was disheveled and she was mumbling to herself.

"I'll wait for you outside."

Norman saw the shock in Theodore's eyes and turned around to go out.

He is not afraid that Theodore will suddenly rob the prison or something, there is not even a window in this place.

All the light comes from that kerosene lamp.

This was brought in by Norman.

On weekdays, there is not even a trace of light here, and the silence of death and painful moans torture the prisoners here all the time.

Those fears are infinitely magnified in the dark, and they will basically go crazy.

"Father."

Theodore approaches old Nott.

But when Old Nott saw the light in his hand, he huddled in the corner as if he was afraid of being burned by the flames.

"The master will lead pure blood to rule this world, and we will kill all Muggles." Old Nott yelled crazily, "The Dark Lord will come back, and everyone will die!"

"Hahaha…"

He was raving and laughing wildly.

Theodore looked at his father and said to himself: "You are thinking about him even when you are crazy. You are not thinking about your children at all."

"Child? By the way, kid!" Old Nott seemed to have just seen who it was, and climbed out from the corner on his hands and knees.

Holding the fence with his skeleton-like palm, he stared at Theodore and said: "My son, you need to find the master. He is immortal and he will definitely come back!"

"When the time comes, we will rule the world and everyone will be our slaves!"

Theodore looked at him quietly and said: "Voldemort is dead."

"No!" Old Nott roared ferociously, "You are lying to me!"

"He is the most powerful wizard, he is omnipotent!"

Old Nott banged his head on the fence that could not be unlocked, roaring like a wild beast: "He will come back, and then all the disloyal people will die!"

"I'm here to tell you," Theodore took a deep breath. He closed his eyes and opened them again. The last thoughts of family love were gone from them, "My king, he will conquer this world, and the old , will all be swallowed up.”

Looking at his father for the last time, Theodore put down the lamp in his hand.

"I will take Nott back to its rightful place, using my own method."

Theodore turned and left. This would be the last time he saw his father.

Under the weak light, Old Noto let out a roar that chilled people's hearts.

Walking out of the bottom floor, Theodore saw Norman looking at his watch.

"I thought you would stay longer." Norman put down his hand as if nothing had happened and asked, "Is it okay to confirm?"

Theodore nodded and asked, "How long will he stay in there?"

"Until he dies," Norman said with a smile, "maybe one year, maybe ten years, or maybe a hundred years."

"If it were me, I would choose a quicker death. That eternal imprisonment is beyond death."

Sometimes death is also a gift. The longer you live, the more painful it will be.

Theodore looked at the smile on Norman's face. This man was not a good person either.

"I hope he can die within a year," Theodore put a bag of Galleons into Norman's hands, "Please."

"You shouldn't be looking for me, but..." He pushed the money back and put his right hand on his heart.

He bowed slightly and said with a smile, "My king asked me to fulfill your request."

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Chapter 656 Escape, evidence

Poland.

"Farke! Farke! Farke!"

Gauss carried a corpse and cursed him all the way.

And there are many greetings to women, including a few words about Lippi's private parts.

He dodged the flying curse with a slide, took out his wand and shot out a green light without looking back.

The pursuer was almost hit.

Gauss waved his wand and disappeared.

"Don't let him go."

The pursuers all apparated to catch up.

Both sides continue to appear and disappear in various places.

After the fourth disembodiment, Gauss took a breath. He looked at his arm and saw a scarlet scar that almost broke his arm.

"I'll be able to disapparate too many times and I won't be able to bear it anymore."

Nearly separated, he took out a bottle of fresh food and poured it on the wound.

Before he could even recite the healing spell, the people from behind were chasing him again.

Gauss was already injured, and now he was being pursued in various ways. The most terrible thing was that he even brought a corpse with him.

Using the red light that flew away, he knocked the man unconscious with a backhand blow.

What followed was a dizzying array of attacks.

Gauss was unable to stand alone, and a green light flew towards him. He sacrificed the body without hesitation to block the life-killing curse.

The already dead body would naturally not die again, but the impact bounced Gauss away.

"Minister Schmidt, you said you would be more useful dead than alive."

Gauss said something random, and then took a big step to avoid the pothole that appeared under his feet.

Looking at the woods getting closer and closer, there was no movement after he ran in.

The pursuing Aurors from the Ministry of Magic stopped one by one.

Starr came over, waved his hand, and everyone continued to move forward.

Not long after I walked in, a person screamed.

The other person turned around, drilled out a pair of restrained armor from the ground, tied it up from feet to hands, and the wand flew out.

The Auror was locked there in a kneeling and restrained position.

The mouth is sealed and cannot speak.

Other Aurors also encountered various traps one after another.

Starr ducked sideways to avoid the wooden dog that was being raised, and raised his hand to repel the wooden dog with a spark.

"Silver products?"

Starr snorted coldly, waved his wand, and an impact spread out, blowing the trap away.

"Super fluorescent flash! (lumosMaxima

He threw a ball of light into the sky, lighting up the night.

Various traps hidden in dark corners were discovered.

By the time they eliminated the trap, Gauss had already disappeared.

Starr used magic to look for traces, but found that all the footprints disappeared.

You don’t need to think about it to know that it’s Gauss’ fault.

With no clues, Starr returned without success.

"Take away all the Silver Hand products. I want to see what these people say."

Starr ordered his men to take away the unactivated traps. With these things, he would question Johnny Silverhand.

Wait until everyone leaves.

On the other side of the woods, a small boat that sank to the bottom of the river slowly floated up.

Gauss and the corpse were lying on the boat together. Gauss spit out a mouthful of water, patted the corpse's hand and said, "Mr. Minister, you are so precious."

After the corpse had been there for many days, even the Ministry of Magic began to smell.

"I've been looking all over but I can't find Yingge. It seems you are the only one who can do the job."

Waving the magic wand feebly, the boat headed towards the residence.

The Johnny Silverhand store on the other side.

Starr came here angrily with those silver hand props.

Tang Mi sat there and glanced up at Starr unhurriedly, "Mr. Rozier, are you so free to come here to see me?"

"You still want to show off?" Starr sneered, "You secretly helped the intruder and funded his silver hand props."

"Oh?" Tang Mi said in surprise, "I don't remember this happening. The Ministry of Magic has been invaded again?"