Chapter 737
Chapter 737
Chapter 737
The students were all driven away, leaving only William, Hermione and Sirius in the room.
"Are you sure you will drive this ship and not let those students drive it?" Sirius asked doubtfully.
He knew that William was a genius, and he could even say that he was the most evil wizard he had ever seen.
But he has never seen William driving this boat... Even if he is a genius, we have to learn, right?
"No need to learn, I just watched other people's operations, and I have already learned it." William blinked.
"It's just a trifle."
Staying in the time loop for eight years allowed him to equip enough skill packs.
All kinds of vehicles, big cars, small cars, tanks, domestic cars, foreign cars... there is no one that William has never driven.
Old driver.
As for the magic ship, it was parked in the Black Lake, and William had already stolen it directly while everyone was watching the game.
He also took Hermione to play along the Thames.
The first few times it ended badly due to rough driving.
I wanted to stand on the bow and shout "I am the king of the world", but the speed of the boat was so fast that it directly collapsed the London Bridge.
This ship has also become a real Titanic.
In the most outrageous time, the hull rushed out of the river and knocked down Westminster Abbey.
You must know that Westminster Abbey is buried with many celebrities in British history, including the great alchemist...Newton.
This time Newton's coffin board really couldn't hold it down.
So, the queen sadly announced that night that it was a national disaster day, and everyone was asked to observe 3 minutes of silence, and the criminals should be caught as soon as possible.
William also pretended to be the No.14 Doctor Who and invited people to take risks everywhere.
As for why TARDIS doesn't look like a blue police booth, of course he repaired the chameleon system.
William still underestimated the status of Doctor Who in the hearts of the British.
Just this kind of lies, really deceived many little girls, crying and calling for him to be his female companion.
Well, they probably were willing to be cheated because they saw that William had a boat.
If you really want to change to a police booth, it’s fine if you don’t call the police, who will take care of you!
William manipulated the control panel skillfully, and the whole ship sank towards the water.
Did you really learn it after just watching it once?
Why don't you go to heaven!
For a moment, Sirius seemed to be a master of expression management, switching back and forth between the emotions of 'fucked by the dog' and 'fucked by the dog'.
The former is surprise, the latter is fright.
Excited and painful.
William looked at the map of the North Sea, took a ruler, and looked for the location of Azkaban on it.
"Do you know where Azkaban is?" Sirius asked.
Azkaban is enchanted and cannot be marked on the map.
Ordinary wizards really can't find it, at most they know it is on a small island in the middle of the North Sea.
But he, Sirius, was a man who had been in there for 12 years and successfully escaped from prison, so he naturally knew where he was.
"I know, probably at this location." William pointed to a certain location on the map.
"It is indeed here, but why do I feel that your direction is wrong."
Sirius raised his chin in doubt.
"Azkaban is to the north, why are you heading west?"
William glanced at him and asked, "Are you sure you can tell the difference between north, south, east, and west?"
"Hey, I'm not a Lu Chi, of course I can tell the difference clearly." Sirius said dissatisfied.
William and Hermione rolled their eyes at the same time.
Not Lu Chi, can you swim to France?
If it is a little bit more biased, your sister will go to the border of Italy.
William began teaching Hermione how to steer the ship.
The cold dog food slapped randomly on the face.
After watching it for a while, Sirius felt uncomfortable all over, so he had to leave.
He somehow thought of James and Lily.
Alas... happy single (dog)!
Sirius had no choice but to comfort himself in this way.
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Azkaban,
The dementors, who were jailers, opened the doors one by one and swam in.
Soon, there were bursts of heart-piercing screams in the room.
This scene happens every day, because it's time for dinner again.
But instead of the prisoners eating, it was the dementors.
As a civil servant with a establishment, it is naturally his responsibility to help the Ministry of Magic guard the prisoners.
But the corresponding rewards... The Ministry of Magic tacitly accepts that they get 'rations' from prisoners.
In addition to the happy emotions in the wizard's memory, there are also those wizard souls who are about to die.
But the number of prisoners is limited, and the number of dementors is also limited to a certain extent.
After eating the dementor leader of a cell, he swam out and rubbed his belly.
Still hungry!
Originally, it could bear it, but after seeing the prosperity outside... how could it endure this kind of hunger?
Speaking of that kind of prosperity, it has been almost two years since today, and the aftertaste is still endless.
Speaking of which, thanks to Sirius Black.
After his escape, but the Ministry of Magic was understaffed, Minister Fudge asked the dementors to go to the country to capture.
First, a dementor was lost in France, and then hundreds of dementors were lost in Hogwarts.
I thought it was a hopeless situation, but unexpectedly, since then, spring has come.
The dementors are not in sufficient numbers, and Minister Fudge allows them to proliferate.
As an innate instinct, dementors harass Muggles everywhere, and where there is happiness, they will absorb it.
The peak number of dementors not only exceeded the original number, but also achieved the goal of quadrupling.
This year's life has been very tight, and I haven't had a few full meals until now.
Once dementors are deprived of happiness and souls, they will shrink in size and slowly 'wither'.
Many dementors who could not eat "food" began to wither, and the number of ethnic groups once returned to the original level.
"Eating" is an innate instinct, and it is difficult to go from extravagance to frugality.
The dementors had long been dissatisfied with the Ministry of Magic and Fudge.
Damn it!
It can't be reversed... Although the intelligence of dementors is not particularly high, they still know that they are no match for wizards.
The good news is that the Dark Lord is said to be resurrected, and Death Eaters are sneaking up on them.
The conditions are very generous, as long as they agree to mutiny, they are allowed to absorb Muggles.
The leader of the dementors didn't agree immediately. What if the Dark Lord didn't come back to life, is it false news?
At least thirty must be enshrined first... No!Fifty Muggle souls would do.
The Death Eaters will definitely not agree. The Ministry of Magic will definitely notice fifty Muggles disappearing at once.
The two sides also froze.
Thinking of this, the leader of the dementors swam towards a cell again.
I'm not full, let's have another meal.
Bella screamed in the cell, recoiling in terror.
After being absorbed for 13 years, she didn't have many good memories for a long time. She just relied on the belief that "the Dark Lord will come to save her" and struggled to support her.
The dementor hissed excitedly.
This wizard is a wizard named by the Death Eaters to protect, but it does not prevent it from visiting.
As long as it doesn't kill her.
"Scream, even if your throat is broken, there is no wizard to save you!"
Bella's husband, squatting in the opposite cell, watched this scene with dull eyes, without saying anything.
What about the husband's ex-criminal?
Just don't suck him.
A small dementor swam in.It made a hissing sound, and said in a unique way of communication:
"Boss, a ship has been spotted near Azkaban."
"Is it a Muggle ship?"
"Looks like a wizard..."
"Don't worry about it, since you're in Azkaban, tell the brothers to have an extra meal tonight!"
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(End of this chapter)
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