Chapter 190: Entering the Prison

Chapter 190: Entering the Prison

"But if only French Aurors are used, after the bloodline cleansing, the number of French Aurors will certainly be reduced, perhaps to the extent that there is no way to maintain the rule of the Ministry of Magic, and it will certainly not be easy to suppress the resistance of the muggle wizards in the territory." This chapter is updated by nov(e)(l)biin.com

"At this moment, the dark lord wants to mobilize reinforcements from his base camp, and it is necessary to hide the identity of all of them, even if there are suddenly so many high-strength and professionally trained wizards emerging, it will undoubtedly arouse the suspicion in the hearts of many people, but as long as they do not really reveal their identity as British wizards, then some French wizards will still be able to deceive themselves and cheat themselves. "

With Jon explaining the relationship by breaking it through like this, if Fred couldn't understand it anymore, then he wouldn't still be Weasley anymore.

"That is to say, the reason why this Auror guy is so afraid of us knowing this information is that he is worried that we will expose this matter and let all the French wizards know that they have actually been long controlled by the British?"

Jon looked at Scabior and sneered.

"If we learned of this information and then conveyed it to Professor Dumbledore and the others, even if it spread out, the French Ministry of Magic headed by the Dark Lord could argue that the Professor and the others are lying. What he is afraid of is that, after we learn this information from him, we would use his identity to give proof of this matter, since there is no actual evidence.

"At that time, it will be more painful than killing him personally, as long as he has a family in Britain, the dark lord will certainly not spare his family, and then there will be no place for him and his family in this big magical world. Am I right, Mr Scabior?"

Scabior's eyes were vacant, his mouth opened mechanically, and he simply spat out a single word.

"Yes."

Fred got excited, Jon's words made it clear to him how much help they could provide to Dumbledore and the others if they captured Scabior here.

"So how do we hand him over to the Professor and the others?"

Jon said as he shook his head.

"Don't worry about it for now, Professor Dumbledore said that he would let Fawkes find us after his side stabilized, at that time we can hand over this Auror to him. What's more, don't forget that learning of this information is not our fundamental purpose in capturing him in the first place."

He stared at Scabior and continued to ask.

"How do you usually communicate with the dementors?"

"Those. Ghost things. They have their own leader. I usually only have contact with the leader they left on the island. They can basically understand human words, if you want to understand what they are trying to say, you need a spell."

The closer they got to the castle, the colder the temperature got, and they both unconsciously tightened their robes, blowing out a dense white mist with every breath.

From a distance, they could already see the wide open castle door.

The original magnificent wooden door looked like it was broken in half by some kind of explosion, and when they got closer, they could see the gaping black fracture.

This is obviously damage suffered not long ago, Jon guessed that it is likely that Sirius and Lupin broke them during their escape in the first half of this year.

The floor was covered with black stone slabs, and they walked on it with clear footsteps echoing in the castle.

After entering the door, there is a spacious entrance hall, almost as big as the one in Hogwarts Castle, from here you can see that the original purpose for which this castle was built was not to be a prison.

And after they walked in, at the corner of the entrance hall, two extremely tall creatures clad in tattered grey cloaks, appeared abruptly and floated over in their direction.

At the instant of seeing the dementors, Fred's body obviously stiffened, Jon tapped him on the shoulder from behind without a trace, to let his tense body slightly relax a bit.

After the two dementors came close, Jon softly recited the communication magic spell that was obtained from Scabior's mouth. Then, magically, he understood what the two dementors were expressing as they approached them.

''Sorcerer. What's the matter now.''

Jon said calmly in Scabior's voice.

"Take us to your chief, we have some orders from the Ministry of Magic that we need to tell him now."

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