Hogwarts in the shadows

"Dipper, right?" Hephis nodded, his tone suddenly becoming cold, "I want the ownership of Azkaban."

Dipper was silent for a moment, and there was a hint of struggle in his voice.

"Azkaban is under the jurisdiction of the Ministry of Magic, and we have always only cooperated with the Ministry of Magic."

Hephis sneered, "I don't like negotiation. I only like to force."

He glanced at the Dementors around him, "These Dementors may be able to escape, but what about you?"

Dipper's body trembled slightly, "How...how did you know?"

"Guessed." Hephis smiled slightly, "It seems that I guessed right."

"You..." Dipper's voice was filled with anger.

Hephis raised his right hand slightly, and the milky white light shield that originally covered Azkaban disappeared.

Like a huge funnel, it poured madly into the body of the Dragon Guardian God.

The dragon's body swelled up instantly, reaching a length of sixty feet, and its light became even brighter.

"You can try and see which is faster: they go for help or I kill you." Hephis said coldly.

Dipper's eyes were fixed on the huge dragon guardian and he fell silent.

He finally spoke slowly: "You have to promise not to kill all the prisoners in Azkaban. We... need food."

Hephis rolled his eyes. He was not a murderer.

The prisoners in Azkaban, what do the crimes they committed have to do with him.

He is not a saint who has to kill all the bad guys.

"Okay, the prisoner will still be under your guard." Hephis said lightly.

An ancient contract floated out of Dipper's body. He gently kissed the end of the contract, and the contract instantly emitted a faint light, and then returned to calm.

The contract slowly floated towards Hephis.

"Sign your name and the contract will take effect," Dipper explained.

Hephis took the contract and looked at it carefully.

The content of the contract is simple.

To sum it up: Hephis only needs to sign his name on the contract.

You will then gain the same authority as Dipper to command Dementors.

As long as he doesn't kill Dipper, he can command the Dementors first, and his power is even above Dipper.

It can be said that in order to save his life, Dipper directly gave the entire Dementor clan to Hephaestus.

Hephis smacked his lips, this Dipper is really smart!

"Dipper, you're pretty good," he praised.

He used magic to leave his name on the contract.

The contract lit up again, turned into a badge, and disappeared into the air.

Hephis felt the mark of a badge appear in his mind.

As long as he wanted, he could control all the Dementors at any time through this badge.

From this moment on, the control of Azkaban officially fell into Hephes' hands.

"I'm going to take a look around the prison." Hephis said to Dipper.

Dipper nodded and called the other Dementors to open the prison door.

Hephis informed Lucius that Azkaban had been taken.

Not long after, Lucius came over in a hurry.

His face was filled with shock and disbelief. "I never thought you would succeed."

Hephis rolled his eyes. This was something that could be done with hands.

He pointed to the open door and said, "Lucius, do you want to go inside with me?"

Lucius looked up at the Dementors still wandering in the sky, hesitated for a moment, but nodded.

Seeing this, Hephis waved his hand, and the Dementors left.

Lucius was no stranger to Azkaban.

After all, the Malfoys were a pure-blood family, and many of the people imprisoned in the prison were his relatives.

He took the initiative to walk in front and lead the way for Hephaestus.

The corridors inside the prison were narrow and deep, with faint magical lights flickering on the walls.

On both sides were tightly closed cells, from which faint groans and wails could be heard.

The environment inside the cell was extremely bad, with a foul smell filling the dark and damp air.

The prisoners were all wearing tattered prison uniforms, and they lay on the hard stone beds with empty eyes.

Dementors constantly drain the prisoners' joy and hope, causing despair and madness to erode their hearts.

The top floor of Azkaban holds the most vicious criminals.

As soon as Hephis stepped onto the top floor, he heard a woman's heart-wrenching scream echoing in the corridor.

He looked in the direction of the sound and saw a tall woman.

Her long hair fell like a tangled mess, covering most of her face, revealing her pale complexion that looked almost sickly.

Her eyes were narrow and deep-set, full of madness and despair.

Her mouth opened wide, emitting a sharp, shrill, incoherent roar, and her hands were waving in the air wildly.

"She is Bellatrix Lestrange."

Lucius whispered beside Hephaestus, with a barely perceptible hint of pity.

Hephis stared at the woman quietly, his eyes surprisingly calm.

He had heard Professor McGonagall mention this woman's name before and knew that she was the murderer of his original mother.

He even pretended to be angry at the time.

But he didn't mind avenging his original mother.

After all, he occupied the original body and had to do something.

Lestrange had apparently noticed their arrival as well.

She stopped screaming and instead let out a strange and shrill laugh.

She clutched the bars of the cell tightly with both hands, the corners of her mouth raised with a hint of contempt and ridicule.

"Yo, yo, yo! Look who this is! Lucius, our lovely coward."

Lucius was about to open his mouth to refute, but was interrupted by Hephis.

"It seems that you are quite happy here." Hephis' voice was calm.

"Whose little baby is this? Come on, let your sister give you a kiss."

Lestrange finished speaking and licked the inside of his right hand, from the wrist to the tip of his little finger.

"Did you kill Martina Braine?" Hephis asked.

Lestrange's eyes suddenly became crazy, her eyes widened and her eyeballs almost popped out of their sockets.

"Martina? You do look alike. You do look alike." Her voice became sharp and piercing.

"You know what? She actually volunteered to put down her wand to save a Muggle."

"I tortured her, and tortured her over and over again, and her screams were just beautiful."

Lestrange became more and more excited as he spoke, as if he was already immersed in those memories.

"She begged me to let her go because she had a newborn baby."

Her laughter became even crazier. "Baby, is that child you?"

Hephis looked at her with cold eyes, without any emotion.

"Want to kill me?" Lestrange licked his lips and pointed at his heart.

"You know the spell. Take out your wand and say the spell."