Hogwarts: I am the White Lord

"We've arrived at Azkaban. Adam, take Peter's mother in. Remember to follow closely to avoid any problems. I'll go to the execution ground to find the captain and the others first."

"Keep track of time. The reporters will be here soon. Today is a live execution. Don't let anything go wrong."

The Auror named Adam nodded and led Peter's mother to the cell.

Peter's mother held the cane tightly in her hand and followed the other person calmly, without showing any sign of abnormality.

She breathed a sigh of relief in her heart.

I brought in everything I needed. The effect of the Fuling agent was indeed powerful. Every time the other party wanted to check for prohibited items, their attention would be diverted by my words.

The jailbreak plan is half successful, and it all depends on the rest of the performance.

Peter's mother looked at the figure leading the way in front of her, wondering whether she should take this opportunity to use the spare wand hidden in her walking stick to strike the other party harshly.

However, the feeling of the Fuling agent told her that the other party was still vigilant and now was not a good time to take action.

Even in June, Azkaban still exudes a chilling and gloomy atmosphere. Thick clouds cover the sky almost all year round, and it is rare to see a ray of sunshine.

The air was filled with damp and cold air, as if invisible fingers were brushing across the skin, making people shiver. This chilly atmosphere seemed to remind visitors all the time that this was never a comfortable place.

The prison was eerily quiet as many inmates were out of their cells for daily work.

Occasionally, drops of water dripped from the damp stone walls, echoing in the silent corridor with a dull reverberation.

Occasionally, the shrill howls of serious prisoners could be heard from deep in the prison. The sound seemed to come from the depths of hell, carrying with it despair and madness.

Peter's mother was no longer surprised by such scenes, but she felt heartbroken when she thought that her child had been locked up here for nearly a month.

"Once eight o'clock comes, I must take Peter to other places."

Adam opened the door of Peter Pettigrew's cell and spoke to Peter's mother.

"If you have anything to say, just say it. Eat the food you brought while it's hot. Make the most of these thirty minutes."

Because he had accepted the other party's gold Galleons, Adam's attitude was relatively gentle. He looked at the mother and son in the cell with pity, then blocked the cell door with his wand.

This is a special cell. Prisoners locked inside cannot undergo Animagus transformation, so it is perfect for imprisoning Peter Pettigrew.

Seeing Peter Pettigrew curled up in the corner of the cell, Peter's mother could no longer hold back and hugged him and cried softly.

Peter Pettigrew also burst into tears. He kept patting his mother's back, trying to comfort her sad emotions.

"Peter, listen to what your mother is saying," Peter's mother whispered in Peter's ear in a voice that only the two of them could hear, "I'm going to take you away from this place."

Escape from this place?

How is this possible?

Peter Pettigrew was anxious, but he didn't dare reveal any flaws for fear of being discovered by the Auror at the cell door.

"Peter, listen, there is a top-level protective badge at the bottom of the lunch box I brought you. It can resist most attack spells for a certain period of time."

"You will eat first, and at the end of your meal, secretly put the badge in your mouth. This way your safety will be guaranteed."

"Also, I have a false tooth in my mouth. It is a timed teleportation portkey. The activation time is eight o'clock. As long as we can delay until then, we can be teleported away safely."

As she spoke, Peter's mother took the opportunity of having her back to the Auror to pick out the denture from her mouth and secretly put it into Peter's hand.

Only when she saw that the denture was tightly grasped by Peter Pettigrew did Peter's mother feel completely relaxed.

She stood up, picked up the lunch box next to her in front of the Auror, and handed it to Peter.

"Eat it, child. This is what your mother made especially for you. These are your favorite foods when you were a child."

Since there were no cutlery, Peter Pettigrew grabbed the food from the box with his hands and started eating it in big mouthfuls.

Soon, he found the defense badge at the bottom of the lunch box, and then took advantage of the lunch box's cover to stuff the badge and food into his mouth.

Peter's mother sat next to him and kept talking to him about some things from his childhood.

Adam didn't notice the little actions between the mother and son, but instead sighed at the relationship between the mother and son.

Thirty minutes passed in a flash, and Adam hardened his heart and interrupted the conversation between mother and son.

"Well, ma'am, it's almost time, we have to go."

"Sir, there are still five minutes until eight o'clock. Please be kind and let me spend more time with my child." Peter's mother sobbed.

Adam shook his head. "Don't make it hard for me, ma'am. I have to take you away from here now. Five minutes is only enough for me to walk back and forth."

Peter's mother burst into tears, stood up trembling, and walked to the cell door with a crutch.

Seeing Peter's mother so cooperative, Adam relaxed his guard a little. He turned around and was about to lock Peter's cell door when he heard a vicious voice behind him.

"Collapse!"

click-

A protective item on Adam's body shattered, blocking the powerful spell.

The sudden change shocked Adam.

What's going on? She's hiding a wand?

Damn it, I was so focused on collecting the money that I didn’t check it carefully.

Adam, enraged, turned around suddenly, raised his wand and was ready to fight back, but before he could cast a spell, he was hugged tightly from behind.

Peter Pettigrew used all his strength to make it impossible for the other party to break free for a while.

"Mom, now!"

Peter's mother did not dare to delay and kept casting spells at Adam. However, Adam's protective props were soon used up and he was hit by the spell and fainted.

"Damn it, there are less than five minutes left, why can't they give us even this little bit of time?"

Peter's mother spat angrily, then pulled Peter Pettigrew back into the cell to hide.

She knew that the noise just now was very loud and would not be hidden from the Aurors at the execution ground.

She first used a smoke spell to fill the corridor with smoke, then held her wand tightly and stared closely in the direction she came from.

When she heard the chaotic footsteps, Peter's mother did not hesitate and cast a blasting spell towards the front.

"Thunderbolt explosion!"

Accompanied by terrible screams and piercing roars, a cell in the distance collapsed.

It worked!

Just as Peter's mother breathed a sigh of relief, she saw a dazzling spell flying out of the smoke and hitting her directly.

This blow filled with anger caused Peter's mother to suffer greatly.

Ah ah ah ah ah--

The intense pain made her scream miserably. Deep wounds were blown out on her chest. Blood kept flowing out, dyeing the clothes on her chest red in an instant.

Due to her severe injuries, she could no longer stand and could only lie weakly in Peter's arms.

Peter Pettigrew was going crazy. He freed one hand to pick up his mother's cane and kept casting blasting spells out of the door.

The roar continued for a while, and the violent explosions forcibly slowed down the Aurors' steps.

Time slowly came to eight o'clock, the door key was activated, and Peter and his mother disappeared into the cell in an instant.

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