[HP]Aluet

"Can you give a specific description of the process at that time?"

"...I used magic in the muggle world, and the man saw it, and I... I was afraid of being discovered so I wanted to run, but he kept chasing me, so in a hurry I used all petrification on him...but I didn't expect him to fall..." My palms were sweating non-stop, and I finished the outline of the process word by word.But my nervousness is whether they will see my weakness, not other.

The man in front of him narrowed his eyes, turned to talk to another person in a low voice.

"...she is a child, underage, I checked her information...it is a negligent death...what she said is basically consistent, and the on-site investigation seems to make sense..."

I pricked up my ears to listen to every word they said. Although they didn't deliberately avoid my intentions, the distance was a bit far after all, and it was still a bit difficult to capture the information.

Hearing this, I was secretly relieved.

"...Aside from this case, it also involves the abuse of magic in the Muggle world. Is there any investigation there?"

My heart reached my throat again.

"Yes, Zongsi has shown that there are magic fluctuations nearby, but there are more people in that area... There is no way to confirm..."

A few of them got together to discuss a few words, and their expressions didn't seem very serious. Finally, they nodded as if they had reached a consensus, and the interrogation was hastily ended, and it was judged that I had served in Azkaban for three years.As for what method Hogwarts will take to deal with it is still to be determined-in fact, I was also impulsive at the time, after all, it was the easiest way in front of me, and I didn't consider whether I would be expelled if I did so. and other issues.

I frowned, feeling that things were not easy to solve, the most important thing was Dumbledore's side, and I didn't have the confidence to hide it from him-I didn't even dare to think about it.I just hope that my Occlumency is strong enough to resist Legilimency, even if I can't win trust, at least it will be easier if I don't find out the truth and find no evidence.

But I always have a feeling - Dumbledore probably rarely used Legilimency, or in other words, I always think he disdains using this kind of magic to spy on other people's minds.He doesn't seem to need to do that at all, as long as his deep eyes stare into yours for two seconds, you seem to have no secrets to speak of.And especially at times like this, I'm very reluctant to face him.

However, the most important thing I need to think about right now is Heinrich.

I sat against the cold and damp wall, and my eyes began to look around.

There is a narrow opening in the wall facing the door, which is very high and very small, only for ventilation.But they obviously didn't expect that I was a special existence like Alouette, and such a narrow place was enough for me to fly away from here.I secretly rejoiced in my heart.Regardless of whether Heinrich can be rescued successfully, at least I can save myself in the worst case.Then the next plan for me, the mentality is much more relaxed.

I made a plan in my heart, probably spend a few days to familiarize myself with the terrain from the perspective of others, and see if I can find any loopholes in management.

However, the calculation is simple, but it is only when I actually implement it that I find that the difficulty is several times more than I imagined.

Food is provided on a regular basis every day, and the guards just put down their things and leave, and they don’t stay longer. I have no chance to control him, let alone use him to help me explore the terrain.

The mood that was a little bit lighter was gradually worn down day by day in the clueless day by day.I don't want to stay here for a long time, no matter the environment or what, everything here makes me feel that something is wrong, nothing happened on the first day, nothing happened on the second day, after a long time, I obviously noticed that I became more and more restless, and my thoughts changed. I'm so confused that I don't even have the desire to eat.

I started to waver, I stared at the narrow hole, thinking that if there was really no other way, I would just escape by myself.But I know it's a bad idea, and I can't do it unless I have to, because Krell committed manslaughter, and I'm underage, so it won't affect me very badly.Once I'm jailbroken, it's another story.

At this time, I suddenly heard an unclear conversation coming from outside the door, I turned my head to look at the door vigilantly, after a while, the door lock was opened, I quickly looked away, because of nervousness, heartbeat The frequency is even a little higher.

Dumbledore nodded to the person outside the door, who closed the door and guarded it outside.

He looked around, found a wooden stool and sat down.The air was silent for a long time, and he finally spoke in the midst of all kinds of suffering: "Did you do it, Ashley?"

I was stunned. Dumbledore's tone was lower and more serious than anything I had ever heard before. I couldn't help but look at him in surprise, and the kind smile on his face had completely disappeared. He just stared at me seriously and solemnly, without any emotion in his eyes, waiting for my answer.

"I... I didn't mean it, it was an accident..."

"No." He shook his head, interrupting me, "I'm not talking about the nature of the matter itself—

"—did you do it?"

dong dong... dong dong...

The sound of my heartbeat seemed to be in my throat, and my temples were beating slightly again and again.

"Yes." I said a word with certainty, and then I closed my mouth tightly.

"Okay." He didn't ask any more, but before I could relax, the next question made my hair stand on end again, "During the time I was away, you were the one who came into my office, right?"

My eyes widened, and I didn't know how to answer for a while.

"I'm not questioning you, Ashley, I just want to know." His tone was still very calm, and it was indeed not an attitude to question me.

"……Yes."

"I see." He nodded.

After pondering for a moment, his voice slowed down a bit: "You are still a child... There are some things that you cannot solve by yourself.

You are smart, Ashley, and you have the gift of being a powerful wizard.But right now, you're not mature enough.Some truths do not require you to explore, you will take many detours. "

"Then who else can I rely on?" I asked rhetorically, "I didn't get an answer from the beginning to the end, and I learned everything only after I intentionally explored it."

"You'll know sooner or later, but not at this time, in this way."

I looked at him, wondering why he wouldn't tell me outright that Riddle did it until now.He clearly knew what kind of person Riddle was, did he still want to protect him?

"I'm not a kid anymore, I need to know the truth, and I have the ability to solve my own affairs."

"I don't want you to be blinded by hatred." Dumbledore shook his head, didn't speak any more, just sighed lightly, stood up heavily, and planned to walk out the door.After walking a few steps, he turned his head and turned back.

"That's right." He moved closer, and tapped the glass ball hanging around my neck with his finger, "Space replacement."

"What?" I didn't respond, he suddenly said something that seemed to be in French, but I couldn't catch it, so he repeated it again.

"The spell to open it, I'll pass it on to you." Dumbledore didn't give me time to ask questions, "Also, I know you want to get some information here, but remember, don't do stupid things."

After he finished speaking, he opened the door and left. The sound of locking the door sounded again, and I was still sitting there in a daze.

My brain is still sorting out our earlier conversation.I'm aware of a possibility - Dumbledore may have guessed that I have an intersection with Grindelwald?After all, his last sentence had no deep meaning, as if he knew that I came to find Heinrich, but I really couldn't figure out how he knew it.

Dumbledore was really scary.I thought to myself.Good thing he's a nice guy.

I frowned, but I still had doubts in my heart, so I didn't think much about it.

I turned to look at the small window in the door, with a sad face.It was a rare and perfect opportunity when the door just opened, but unfortunately Dumbledore was here, so I didn't dare to take any action.So, unfortunately, I lost a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

I lowered my head, pinched the inconspicuous glass ball hanging around my neck, and looked back and forth.

"Space replacement..." I hesitated and recited the mantra softly. The joints of my fingertips seemed to be stuck by countless filaments, and a faint suction appeared from the glass ball.I held my breath and chanted the spell again and again. Suddenly, my whole body seemed to be pulled violently by something, and the world was turned upside down in an instant, until my feet lightly stepped on the ground.

I looked around, and was surprised to find that I was in a strange space, I could only see a small circle around me, it was pitch black on all sides, I didn’t know where to go, I couldn’t see the way, It's not clear how big the space is.I can only grope forward carefully. The weird thing is that my exposed skin always feels a touch of electric shock from time to time. Strange symbols often flash in different places in the air and disappear quickly. Not clear, probably only a blink of an eye, I even thought I was hallucinating.

Right in front of me, a sharp-edged stone was suspended there, and as I approached, the tingling pain on my skin became more and more clear, and the symbols regularly distributed in the air near the stone could also I could barely see them flickering.

The stone is black, but has a faint luster, exuding a strange black hole-like attraction.

I stretched out my hand and approached slowly, the symbols in the air lighted up a little imperceptibly, and then twisted around my fingers, as if countless thin needles were pierced into the flesh in an instant, the sudden pain made me reflexively want to withdraw my hand , but a strong air pressure hindered my movement, so I just bit the bullet and continued to approach. I saw fine blood droplets overflowing from my fingertips, and the faint blood color dissipated.I was a little scared, but fortunately things didn't get worse, and I grabbed the stone in my hand.

The moment I got the stone, the feeling of oppression all over my body suddenly disappeared, but the original luster on the stone also disappeared.I flipped it back and forth, and at this moment it looked like a regular-shaped stone, with nothing special about it, and no matter how I fiddled with it, I couldn't see the slightest reaction.

Wouldn't this be the legendary resurrection stone that the wizards blew up?Does this thing really work?I have some doubts in my heart.

I tried to chant the spell again, and the feeling came back, but this time it was different from last time. This time, my limbs seemed to be pulled in all directions by invisible hands. After the feeling of weightlessness left my body, My whole body seemed to be falling apart.I blinked my eyes vigorously, and the darkness in front of my eyes gradually became brighter. I still sat in the same position as before, but there was indeed an extra stone in my hand.

I opened my hand for a quick glance, then quickly closed it as if I had done something wrong, and my heart beat a lot faster.

If I knew it shouldn't be taken out, I put it inside and protected it well, so I have to make trouble for myself.I can't help thinking.

I tucked the stone into the innermost pocket of my suit, making sure it wouldn't fall out.

This should be the so-called resurrection stone, it is almost inseparable.I don’t know if the glass ball necklace is useless after I take it out, but I put it into the collar with extra care, and I’m already thinking about how to use this small glass ball in case something happens. It's a blindfold.

I stared at the top of my head aimlessly. There was a gap in the corner, and water was dripping from top to bottom. The sound could be heard very clearly in the silence.Water dripped on that ground all year round, and the slabs there were dented and cracked.I went over and knocked, and it was still solid, but there was a small hole at the bottom of the wall, which didn't allow light to pass through.

Looking carefully, there seemed to be something rustling inside, but I couldn't see what it was, maybe it was a mouse.

This place sucks.

Time passed by, and in the evening, the guards in charge opened the door and put the food in.

I suddenly came up with a solution.

"Wait a minute!" I called out to him.

The guard stopped at the door and looked at me suspiciously: "What's the matter?"

"I'm sorry, but I seem to have mice here. I can hear the sound all the time, and I'm a little scared." I tried my best to sound a little scared.

He looked around in confusion again: "There's nothing to be afraid of mice." After speaking, he planned to leave.

"Can I do you a favor? Thanks." I said quickly before he left.

He hesitated for a moment, but finally walked in.I sat obediently on the side, motionless.

"Restored as before." He took out his wand and pointed, and the hole disappeared in an instant.

"Thank you." I said politely.

"Hmm." He put away his wand, frowned and glanced at me, shook his head and sighed, and said to himself, "Little girl is so troublesome..."

I didn't pay attention to what he was muttering, just stared into his eyes, my nerves tensed.

The eyes of the person in front of me froze for a moment, then turned around silently, opened the door and went out, locked it, and continued to work very naturally, but I clearly felt that I had touched an illusory body, and I did not try any further Control, just clinging to it, passes through it to my concrete perception.

This feeling is very strange, as if two souls have split, and I am still sitting quietly on the bed, and the other "I" transmits various information under the leadership of strange thinking, but I can clearly distinguish the two. different senses and environments.

I carefully observed every place he passed along the way, and "saw" every prisoner who was locked up.But I soon discovered a strangeness, and this also caused a lot of trouble for my plan.

On every floor and every room, he opened the door normally and put the food on the table next to the door, but when I reached the fourth floor, I suddenly noticed a difference.There is a special window next to each door on the fourth floor. He doesn't need to take the key to open the door, he just needs to pass the food in through the window.

I remembered that Grindelwald told me that Heinrich himself had a way to escape from prison, but he needed a medium.I originally thought it would be easy, but from this point of view, it’s no wonder that he couldn’t escape by himself, he had no chance of contact, and could only see inside through the small window on the door.

The guard does have a key for this level, but now it seems that it can't be used unless it is a special case.As for when it is considered a special situation, I guess it may be used when relatives and friends visit, or when the department comes to check.In any case, as long as you have the key, things will be much easier.

The guards here are not the same every day, so in the next few days, I used almost the same method to touch the whole of Azkaban.

Over time, I found that besides the exit from Azkaban, there is another exit behind the first floor, going all the way in—but probably that is not an exit in the true sense.For such a long time, I have only known this place through two guards, because there is no room for prisoners on this side, so I usually don’t pass by, and I don’t see an exit here.This exit is behind the fort, and the outside looks more like an empty cemetery, which is creepy.

Those two times were also because someone from the Ministry of Magic came to investigate. Because there were many people and uncertain factors, I didn't dare to take any action, so I honestly took them back before they went out and didn't know what they were doing.

It wasn't until later that a prisoner died of depression and hunger strike that I was able to confirm that it was a cemetery dedicated to burying the dead prisoners in Azkaban.That is, this time, I discovered a point that I had never discovered before.

After the death of the prisoner was discovered, when the Ministry of Magic was notified to arrange for someone to record and deal with the funeral, they stood at this door for a long time without going out.I was shocked to see that the sky outside was completely black, and a large number of dementors were wandering here. After waiting for almost 10 minutes, the dementors dispersed one after another.

If there have always been so many dementors gathered here, it's no wonder no one has escaped.