Hogwarts I have been guarding Azkaban for ten years

"I don't need to explain these things to you."

Browder looked at this group of heinous Death Eaters coldly, paying no attention to the noise these people deliberately made out of boredom: "If anyone makes any noise for me to hear next, I will starve for three days. Not only that, I will also ask the dementors to take special care of you."

The prison instantly became quiet. Being hungry for three days was a trivial matter, but being visited by dementors was not that easy.

No one can withstand the Dementor's Kiss.

After four months of baptism and witnessing various inhumane events in Azkaban, Browder's mental endurance is gradually increasing, and he can even casually mention the punishment of starving a Death Eater for three days. Maybe this is just a habit. The power of it.

"Remember your identity, you are poor prisoners, never question me or make any conditions with me!"

Arriving at the door of Sirius' prison, Browder saw a dejected and lifeless Sirius sitting on the ground. His eyes were dull and dull, as if he had lost all hope of life.

Browder had always been sympathetic to Sirius's plight.

Sirius, who is full of loyal qualities, has always been brooding about the fact that he killed the Potters, and even went to places like Azkaban to punish himself. If nothing else, this guy is definitely a strong-willed and loyal person!

Moreover, this guy will increase his proficiency in Animagus transformation every month. He is really a good person!

Browder threw an object casually, hitting Sirius in the head.

Sirius looked up at Browder blankly, his chaotic eyes showing no trace of anger.

Browder pointed to the thing he threw on the ground. Sirius picked it up and opened it. It was a piece of frog chocolate.

"what……"

Sirius was a little surprised and didn't understand why the jailer was willing to give himself, a notorious betrayer, a piece of chocolate.

But as soon as he opened his mouth, the chocolate frog jumped into his mouth, and a feeling of sweetness and happiness filled Sirius's entire mouth. He wanted to continue asking, but Browder had already walked away far away.

Sirius looked at Browder's leaving figure, put down his raised hand, and said nothing.

Because Christmas is coming, the entire Azkaban is showing some unusual warmth. Many prisoners even received Christmas gifts from their families, such as hats and clothes.

I told the guard that I could still receive cigarettes, chocolate frogs and other prison luxuries from the guard.

For a moment, the entire Azkaban was filled with a happy atmosphere.

In the evening, when Browder returned to his dormitory after his shift, he found a letter on his desk, written by the body's family.

During the battle between the Order of the Phoenix and the Death Eaters, Browder's parents were all killed, leaving only two younger sisters, a third-grade sister and a six-year-old sister who were taken care of by their uncle.

The letter was written by her sister, who is in the third year of Hogwarts. She hoped that Browder could go back, because the three siblings had not seen each other for a long time, and both she and her sister missed their brother.

The handwriting is crooked and not very pretty, and you can tell it was written by a child.

Browder felt a little uncomfortable. This too straightforward expression of affection was different from the education he had originally received.

After he traveled through time, he stayed in a place like Azkaban, sealing off his emotions even more. Suddenly seeing such a letter caused some changes in Browder's mentality.

Strange, didn’t everyone say in the past that foreigners don’t care about family ties?

Damn it, I was deceived by an unscrupulous editor again.

The wording of the letter written by his sister was very sensational. Browder felt that if he didn't go, he would become a heinous villain. He had no choice but to decide to go back.

He occupies this body, and he owes him both emotion and reason. He must make up for it a little bit, otherwise he will not be able to live with it.

It's a pity. I originally thought that when everyone else left at Christmas, some prisoners could come in and get another reward.

Warden Harvey was very surprised when he received Browder's leave application the next day.

Originally, he thought that a workaholic like Browder would stay in Azkaban, but he didn't expect that he would actually apply for a vacation. In view of Browder's usual excellent performance, Harvey happily approved it.

"Spend time with your family. Family is a very precious gift." Harvey instructed when signing.

On Christmas Eve, Browder packed his luggage, put on a thick scarf, and prepared to leave Azkaban.

When he was about to leave, Browder met Daniel who was on patrol, and both of them were stunned.

"Didn't you say you wanted to go home?"

"Didn't you say that Azkaban is your home?"

Daniel instantly understood what had happened. He felt that his emotions had been played on, and he was very angry: "Okay! You said you were going to stay here to work, but you sneaked home quietly!"

"Thankfully I was touched by your professionalism that day and was willing to stay with you! Didn't you say that 996 is a blessing? Damn it Browder, you betrayed the working class during the holidays!"

Browder was confused: "What professionalism? What does it have to do with me if you don't go home? Damn it? If you have something to say, please don't take out your wand!"

"Give me back my Christmas vacation!" Daniel was extremely sad and angry.

"Forget it all!"

Daniel immediately stopped thinking about waving the wand, returned to normal, and looked at Browder with some curiosity: "Hey, you, a workaholic, will also go back for vacation!"

"Well, go to work and I'll leave first."

Browder felt a little guilty, deleted the memory of telling Daniel that "Azkaban is my home," and left quickly.

Daniel looked at Browder's leaving figure, and a trace of doubt flashed in his mind, Hey, why should I stay here as a guard?

Am I so enterprising that I plan to be a prison warden in the future?

Browder walked out of Azkaban, feeling a little nervous. Apart from memories, this was his first time in the outside world, and he didn't know how to get along with the two sisters in his memories.

No matter, let's go back and talk about it first.

The address of my uncle's house seems to be No. 9, Privet Drive.

Raising his wand, Browder swiped it and transformed.

Browder instantly felt like his entire body was being torn apart and crushed, and his eyes were filled with distorted and bizarre images, but his consciousness remained awake at all times, firmly remembering his destination.

The next second, Browder appeared in front of a small house.

Number nine, Privet Drive, has arrived.

Disembodiment is an advanced spell, but Browder has already mastered it to a proficient level. When he concentrates on casting the spell, he can guarantee his absolute safety.

The magic in the wizarding world is so useful!

Browder was filled with joy. The door to the fantasy world was right in front of him, and there were many unknown treasures waiting to be discovered. This feeling was really wonderful!

Browder was about to knock on his uncle's door when he suddenly remembered that he hadn't brought a Christmas gift yet.

Christmas in the West is equivalent to the Spring Festival, and it is a very important festival. It would be too embarrassing for Browder to go to his uncle's house to eat and drink empty-handed.