HP the red-haired savior

Azkaban.In the dark weather, there is an uncomfortable smell in the air.

Hisoka stood tall on the cliff, followed by the nobleman Lucius Malfoy with light blond hair.

"Look," the young man seems to have suddenly grown taller, and his voice has faded from softness. At this time, the elegant voice full of joy was blown by the sea breeze, and it seemed a little ethereal and strange, "The prisoner of Azkaban is about to be released." I came out, although I don’t know how to shut my mind for so long, but it can still be used anyway.”

Lucius' complexion was not good, but he was not bad either. With a handsome face, he said, "Most of the people locked up inside have bad brains. After more than ten years of being locked up, it can only get worse."

"That's right." Hisoka smiled slightly, turned his head and glanced at him lightly, "Smart people like Lucius will not be imprisoned in Azkaban."

Lucius didn't speak, but touched his left arm subconsciously.

"But Lucius has no way out this time~" Hisoka said in a cheerful voice, "I'm not the same as Voldigo, I don't like covering my face~" As he spoke, he reached out and stroked Lucius's cheeks. Her face, with her golden phoenix eyes bent into crescents, seemed to be in a good mood.

Lucius also understood in his heart.If it fails this time, the Malfoy family may not be able to get away with it.But... Thinking of Little Potter's intoxicating attack power, coupled with Lord, Lucius felt that the possibility of failure this time was very low.

The Malfoy family needed to be restored to their former glory, so Lucius stood behind Hisoka with little hesitation.

"I naturally believe that you will succeed." Lucius ignored the fingers on his face, "As for the retreat...the victor doesn't need that kind of thing."

"Well~Lucius is really~good~" Hisoka withdrew his hand, "I hope that Black Apple is as knowledgeable as you~"

"Black apple?" Lucius was a little puzzled. He knew Hisoka's language habit of "fruit" one at a time, but this "black apple" really made him unable to think of a partner.

"Hey, it's dear Professor Snape~" Hisoka showed a sweet smile, coupled with the youthful face, there is a kind of charm that makes the heart beat faster and the mind is stunned, "I can see you when I think of the beginning of school Professor, I'm so happy~"

Gee.

Lucius pouted inwardly.

When you said you were happy last time, you were thinking about today's journey to destroy Azkaban.

He gloated a little and lit a candle for his friend. Thinking that he would not have to see little Potter for a long time after the summer vacation, Lucius' mood couldn't help but rise by five percentage points.

"Hogwarts has Dumbledore." The schadenfreude was over, and Lucius reminded Hisoka out of what state of mind he couldn't tell.

"Yeah~ Professor Dumbledore is so cute~" the young man laughed, "especially... when he knows that his dear little savior has become like this... ah~ that feeling must be very good~"

Lucius was silent - compared to him, the master Malfoy, who was known for his cunning and treachery, seemed full of integrity.

"Okay, I won't say much~" Hisoka took a few steps forward, twisting his waist happily.It was still the weird outfit, but now that Lucius had gotten used to it, he thought it was pretty good, and Little Potter looked especially good on him.but……

Thinking of the Daily Prophet once comparing Little Potter to the most Gryffindor Gryffindor, and the phrase "Gryffindor is between your eyebrows and eyes", it made Lucius a little funny.A little Potter dressed like this will not make people think of him as a "Gryffindor".

"Let's go~ let's go~"

In an instant, the boy leaned down and flew towards the gloomy prison, the poker cards in his hand one after another, adding many places for the boy who fell from the sky to step on the way.Lucius watched from the cliff, couldn't help but twitched his eyes, and used a lightness spell to let himself float and land leisurely.

There are no Aurors in Azkaban, just dementors in tattered black robes.Hisoka doesn't know the Patronus Charm, but he can deal with Dementors with his thoughts.Although it is said that dementors can evoke the most painful memories in people, this is also different for people. For people like Hisoka who are not troubled by the past at all, the power of dementors is very limited.

Hisoka seemed to be in no man's land, harvesting the lives of one dementor after another - if they had such a thing - the gesture made Lucius really... not sure what to think.He came here with little Potter this time, but he didn't have the confidence to successfully rob the prison. After all, this was Azkaban, which was heavily guarded, and there were only two of them.If it weren't for the coercion of little Potter - Mr. Malfoy was very reluctant to admit that he was a little afraid of little Potter - he wouldn't have followed.only……

Little Potter's fighting power really opened his eyes.Azkaban's complete and fortified defenses turned into a vulnerable crispy shell in front of Little Potter.

Lucius didn't know what was going on in his mind. Facing such a powerful team member, he was a little worried about Lord's authority.

"Lord, the Lord is here to save us!"

As Hisoka killed fewer and fewer Dementors, the Death Eaters imprisoned in Azkaban gradually became more and more active.Those old Slytherin nobles were all ragged, yellow and emaciated, with no face, no reason left, only endless madness and admiration for Voldemort.

Lucius looked coldly at those classmates and colleagues who could be regarded as childhood sweethearts. Such a distressed appearance really lacked the dignity and elegance of aristocrats.

"Why are you?!" A sharp female voice sounded, "Where is Lord, where is Lord?"

Lucius looked up, but it was Narcissa's sister, Bellatrix Lestrange, the formerly bright and dazzling Slytherin rose, but now she was a completely disheveled lunatic.He showed a cold ritualized smile, and his voice was slightly ironic: "The Lord has no time to care about you, after all, you are just weak people who have failed."

"You liar!" Bella stared at Lucius fiercely with her dark eyes, "Lord will not give up on me! The Lord must be here, otherwise who else can break Azkaban's defense!"

"Yeah~ It's really not Voldigo~" came the boy's clear voice, "But, it was indeed Voldigo who asked me to help destroy Azkaban~"

Seeing the slender and straight red-haired boy, Bella could hardly hold her breath: "Who are you?" Dressed up so strangely, and the makeup on his face revealed an indescribable wickedness, which made him look childish. His face looked dangerously deceptive.

"Well~ let me introduce myself, my name is Hisoka—but I still have an identity in the magic world," Hisoka said here, his brows and eyes curved, showing a sweet smile, "Charlie Potter, the so-called savior yo~"