In This Hogwarts Without a Savior

The gray haze was filled with dead despair.

Tall creatures covered in black tattered robes wandered around the island, guarding the old castle in the middle of the island.

Under the erosion of time, the castle looks extremely dilapidated. The mottled stone walls are covered with black moss. Bathed in the sea breeze, they are like withered arms stretching out from the wall, between sin and death. struggle.

Watching the two Dementors floating away from the corridor side by side, Lu Ping, who looked pale, calmed his breathing, stepped lightly on the black stone slabs, and walked to a cell in the deepest part of the prison.

Strangely, no one was imprisoned in the prison. Instead, there was a large dog with pure black hair lying inside.

The sensitive perception allowed Black Dog to detect the movement outside the iron railings. He opened his fierce eyes. After seeing Lupine, his eyes became calm again.

The black dog's body was twisting, and almost in the blink of an eye, a tall, strong man with fair skin and striking gray eyes appeared in the prison.

"The time interval between your visits is too short this time." Sirius said casually.

He didn't seem to be affected by those dementors. He didn't feel any sadness or despair, but was full of activity and restlessness.

Lupine seemed to be in poor condition. In addition to his pale face, he seemed to have exhausted a lot of energy. His breathing was obviously much faster than that of a normal person, and his bloodless hands were also trembling slightly.

"I can't help it. I came out of the cave just after experiencing the full moon last night. There was a lot of news coming out from outside, and there are many things on the island that I want you to know. If it wasn't the wrong time, I should have come over last night. ."

Sirius sat on the yellow straw and raised his eyebrows.

"Let me guess, whether having you come in such a hurry is a good thing or a bad thing."

"Dedalo died in prison."

The scene fell silent.

It was so quiet that I could only hear the breathing of two people.

Sirius, who was sitting casually, tensed up for some reason. His gray eyes stared at Lupine, and his voice sounded like it was squeezed out from between his teeth.

"Obviously you told me when you came here last time that he performed very well!"

"Yes, he is indeed very good, but at that time he was going crazy." Lupine's already rapid breathing became more unstable now, "He would cry and laugh, and talk about himself. He was in so much pain that he wanted to die, and then he said he had to hold on and go home to visit his mother."

"When I went to see him the day before yesterday, he couldn't hold on. I brought him a lot of chocolate and pudding that he liked, but he was lying on the ground and couldn't even sit up. He could only keep repeating, He wants to see his mother."

Lupine's voice trembled and he could only say this. Sirius clenched his fists tightly. He suppressed his voice desperately, as if he had used all his strength to say these words.

"67! When we came here, there were a total of 67 of our people imprisoned here! Now that Dedalo is dead, there are 42 left! Counting the 3 Hestia and others who were captured later! In the past three years, those who The beast sucked 28 people alive! 28 people! 28 lives!"

In the end, he seemed to have controlled his emotions, like putting a lid on the boiling water, covering up all his anger, and asked in a strangely calm voice.

"What's the current progress?"

Lupine took a deep breath.

"This is also the second thing I came to tell you. There is news from Dumbledore. If there are no accidents, we can start before June next year."

"Are you going to have to wait another year?"

"This time is just right. According to our previous estimates, all preparations will be completed by next spring."

"Why not earlier?"

"Don't forget, if you start early without meeting expectations, what will be the consequences of failure." He stared into Sirius's eyes, "There are still so many people counting on us, and we have been encouraging them to persist until now. Don't let What they end up waiting for is despair.”

Sirius fell silent, and Lupine also looked quietly at the windowless gray stone wall of the prison.

The island of Azkaban is quiet today, but it will not stay like this forever.

…

Summer vacation at Hogwarts has begun.

But in fact, for the vast majority of students, it makes no difference whether they have summer vacation or not. They are already homeless and have to stay on the carriage even if they have no classes to attend.

Among the new students who will no longer be freshmen in two months, Ron and Neville can still have a home to go back to, while Justin and Lavender can only spend this summer in the carriage.

Just when they thought Jon was the same, on the evening of the third day after the final exam, when the students gathered in the restaurant for dinner, Dumbledore took Jon out of the carriage without alerting anyone.

Their appearance at this time is no longer their original appearance.

Dumbledore's Transfiguration has reached the point of perfection, and even the title of Transfiguration Master is somewhat unworthy of his level of Transfiguration.

He didn't need any magic potion as an aid, just relying on the spell itself, he directly completely changed the appearance of himself and Jon.

They all have the appearance of middle-aged wizards, without any outstanding features, and they are the kind of faces that will be subconsciously forgotten after one glance.

Jon asked doubtfully after being dropped off from the carriage by Hagrid in a field.

"Professor, how are we going to get to our destination?"

"Use Apparition, but Apparition cannot let us fall directly to the destination. Wherever a large number of wizards gather, the starting point and landing point of Apparation are also strictly monitored. We need to wait for the carriage to go far away. , and then pick a location not far from your destination.”

He explained softly and gave a reminder.

"Don't forget, don't call me Professor from now on. You are Jack and I am Williams. We are brothers. Our mother is a Muggle wizard, our father is a pure-blood, and we ourselves are half-bloods."

Jon nodded.

"Don't worry, Williams, I have already written down the information you prepared on the carriage."

Estimating the time, Dumbledore grabbed Jon's arm.

"There is a high probability that we won't need these things, but preparation in advance can always prevent the unexpected." He said while waving his wand.

"Apparate."

The next moment, the two figures twisted and disappeared into the air. At the same time, in a deserted alley in London, the "wizard brothers" reunited.