Chapter 62 61 Silent Island

Chapter 62 61. Silent Island

The gray mist was filled with dead despair.

Tall creatures covered in tattered black robes wandered around the island, guarding the castle in the middle of the island together.

After the erosion of time, the castle looked extremely dilapidated, and the mottled stone walls were covered with black moss. Bathed in the sea breeze, they looked like withered arms stretched out from the walls, struggling between sin and death.

Watching the two Dementors floating side by side from the corridor, Lupin, with a pale face, steadied his breathing, stepped lightly on the black stone slabs, and walked to a cell in the deepest part of the prison.

Strangely, there was no one imprisoned in the cell, but a big dog with pure black hair was lying inside.

The black dog's sensitive perception allowed him to detect the movement outside the iron bars. He opened his fierce eyes, and after seeing Lupin, his eyes became calm again.

The black dog's body was twisting, and almost in the blink of an eye, a tall, strong, fair-skinned man with a pair of striking gray eyes appeared in the prison.

"You came here too soon this time." Sirius said casually.

He seemed to be unaffected by the Dementors. He did not feel any sadness or despair, but was full of activity and restlessness.

Lupin looked in poor condition. In addition to his pale face, he seemed to have overdrawn a lot of physical strength. His breathing was obviously much faster than that of a normal person, and his bloodless hands were also trembling slightly.

"I can't help it. I came out of the cave just after the full moon last night. There was a lot of news coming from outside, and there were many things on the island that I wanted to let you know. If it wasn't the wrong time, I should have come here last night."

Sirius sat on the withered straw and raised his eyebrows.

"Let me guess, is it more good or bad that makes you come so anxiously?"

"Dedalus died in prison."

The scene became quiet.

It was so quiet that only the breathing of two people could be heard.

Sirius, who was sitting casually, tensed up for some reason. His gray eyes stared at Lupin, and his voice seemed to be squeezed out from his teeth.

"You told me last time that he performed very well!"

"Yes, he was very good, but he was almost crazy at that time." Lupin's already rapid breathing became more unstable. "He cried and laughed, and said he wanted to die in pain, and then he said he must hold on and go home to see his mother."

"When I went to see him the day before yesterday, he couldn't hold on. I brought him a lot of his favorite chocolates and puddings, but he lay on the ground and couldn't even sit up. He could only repeat that he wanted to see his mother."

Lupin's voice trembled, and he could only say this. Sirius clenched his fists tightly, and he tried his best to suppress his voice, as if he had used up all his strength to say this sentence.

"67! When we came here, there were 67 of our people imprisoned here! Now that Dedalus is dead, there are 42 left! Counting the three people including Hesjia who were captured later! Those beasts sucked 28 people to death in the past three years! 28 people! 28 lives!"

In the end, he seemed to control his emotions, just like covering the boiling water with a lid, covering up all the irritability, and asked in a calm and weird voice.

"What is the current progress?"

Lupin took a deep breath.

"That's exactly the second thing I came to you to tell you. Dumbledore has sent a message. If nothing unexpected happens, we can start before June next year."

"Wait another year?"

"This time is just right. According to our previous estimate, we can make all the preparations by next spring."

"Why can't it be earlier?"

"Don't forget, if you start early without meeting expectations, what will be the consequences of failure." He stared into Sirius' eyes, "There are still so many people counting on us. We have been encouraging them to hold on until now. Don't let them wait for despair in the end."

Sirius fell silent, and Lupin also quietly looked at the gray stone wall without windows on the prison.

Azkaban Island is very quiet today, but it will not be so quiet forever.

...

Hogwarts' summer vacation has begun.

But in fact, for most students, there is no difference whether there is a summer vacation or not. They are homeless, and even if they don't have classes to attend, they have to stay in the carriage.

Among the freshmen who will not be freshmen in two months, Ron and Neville can still go home, but Justin and Lavender can only spend this summer in the carriage.

Just when they thought that Jon was the same, on the evening of the third day after the final exam, when the students gathered in the restaurant for dinner, Dumbledore took Jon out of the carriage without disturbing anyone.

Their appearance at this time was no longer the same as before.

Dumbledore's Transfiguration has reached a superb level, and even the title of Master of Transfiguration is somewhat unworthy of his level of Transfiguration.

Without the need for any potion as an aid, he directly changed his and Jon's appearance completely by relying on the spell itself.

They all looked like middle-aged wizards, without any notable features. They were the kind of common faces that would be subconsciously forgotten after a glance.

After being sent off the carriage by Hagrid in a field, Jon asked in confusion.

"Professor, how do we get to our destination?"

"Use Apparition, but Apparition cannot allow us to land directly at the destination. Wherever there are a large number of wizards, the starting point and landing point of Apparition are also strictly monitored. We need to wait for the carriage to go far away, and then choose a location not far from the destination."

He explained softly and reminded by the way.

"Don't forget, don't call me professor from now on. You are Jack and I am Williams. We are brothers. Our mother is a Muggle wizard, our father is pure-blooded, and we are mixed-blooded."

Jon nodded.

"Don't worry, Williams, I have already written down the information you prepared in the carriage."

Estimating the time, Dumbledore grabbed Jon's arm.

"It is highly likely that we won't use these things, but preparing in advance can always prevent any accidents." He waved his wand as he spoke.

"Apparition."

The next moment, the two figures twisted and disappeared into thin air, and at the same time, in an empty alley in London, the "wizard brothers" reappeared.