Magical Studies at Hogwarts...

Chapter 202 We are ready

What Harry heard in the hospital room that day left him in a state of panic and fear for the entire holiday. He subconsciously avoided contact with Ron and the others, always hiding himself away in a secluded place.

He knows too many secrets, and clearly, Voldemort has the ability to see through his eyes what he is seeing now.

Harry could see what the snake saw, so there's no reason why the more powerful Voldemort couldn't.

He wasn't sure why, but Dumbledore seemed to have the answer, and he sent Snape to teach Harry Occlumency. Snape told Harry the news in the kitchen of Black's old house.

He hated Snape, but had to obey Snape's arrangements because it was Dumbledore's opinion.

"You need to learn Occlumency, which will prevent Voldemort from prying into the secrets of your mind. And without a doubt, Snape's Occlumency is the best," Dumbledore explained.

So what other choice did Harry have? He had no choice but to accept it. Fortunately, the Occlumency training wouldn't begin until after the start of the school year, so he could enjoy a few more days of vacation.

Harry, who was finally able to relax, didn't see the fleeting look of surprise on Hermione's face when he told Hermione and Ron the news...

"What have you been up to lately? It's been so long since you've spoken to me."

"I'm busy with something very important."

"What is it? Can you tell me?"

"I'm sorry, no, but I think you'll see it in the newspaper soon..."

Suddenly, there was a knock on the door, and Ike immediately put his hands in his pockets. The next second, the lab door opened, and the figure of Wormtail appeared outside.

"Young master, everyone is almost here."

"Okay, I understand."

After quickly tidying up the things on the table, I followed the insect tail to the castle's basement. I sat down in my seat and waited a while until everyone had finally arrived.

Comrade Voldemort stood up, his hands braced on the table, his wand resting on his right. He surveyed the people in the basement: the Malfoys, Crabbe, Goyle, Norton, Greyback and his men, and the representatives chosen by the dark wizards who had later joined him. Under his gaze, everyone straightened up, looking at him with expectant eyes.

"You've all heard, we're about to do something big..." Comrade Old Fu said calmly. "Yes, it is indeed a big thing..."

"We must conquer Azkaban! We must liberate those who have suffered for over a decade!"

"No one has had a good time in the past ten years or so, but without a doubt, they have suffered the most." Comrade Lao Fu slammed his hand on the table. "I can't imagine the torment they've endured, but I'm certain they are hoping their master will come to save them!"

"I've said it before, the Dark Lord will never forget anyone who betrayed him, nor will he forget anyone who helped him..."

"The traitors have paid the price, while the loyal remain trapped in their cages!"

"This is not right!" Comrade Old Volker turned to Ike and said loudly, "Ike, my student, can you do it, rescue those poor souls trapped in Azkaban?"

Ike stood up, slammed his right fist into his left chest with a loud "bang," and replied in a clear voice, "I can do it, teacher!"

"Very good, very good!" Comrade Old Fu patted Ike's shoulder with his right hand and pressed him back into his seat.

"With our new friend, along with Fenrir and his men, Lucius will arrange for you to find Azkaban." He glanced at Lucius and saw him nod in agreement, exuding a kind of confident firmness.

"Take them home, take them home..."

Comrade Lao Fu sat back down, but those whose names had been called stood up. They left the long table and gathered in the empty space beside it.

Lucius stood in the center, pulled his wand from his palm, waved it, and shouted, "Portkey, come here!" A tattered iron basin flew over and landed directly on the ground.

He looked at Ike and said, "Listen, it can take you to the closest point to Azkaban. Once you get there, watch your north and try to cross the North Sea. Azkaban is an isolated island; it's right there."

"Be careful of the guards on the island. There are more than just Dementors there. The Department of Magical Law Enforcement of the Ministry of Magic has deployed some personnel, drawn from the Aurora Force. Ever since Sirius Black escaped, the Ministry of Magic has strengthened its security around Azkaban..."

"Lucius." Voldemort suddenly called out to Lucius. After exchanging a glance with Voldemort, Lucius nodded and continued, "In short, these are the things to keep in mind. We can begin."

With that, he withdrew from the crowd.

Ike glanced at Old Fu sitting steadily beside him, nodded, and then solemnly surveyed the dozen or so people around him who were going with him. Without hesitation, he placed his hand directly on the broken basin, and the others followed suit.

"Click!"

A piercing sound rang out, and Ike appeared before a cliff overlooking the sea. Looking north, at the faint outline of a solitary island, he asked, "Is that Azkaban?"

McNeil stepped forward and replied, "Yes, young master, that's it."

"Let's go then." Ike nodded, drew his wand, and sliced ​​off a large chunk of rock. The rock fell towards the sea, rapidly transforming in mid-air until it landed on the surface, having become a boat large enough to hold more than a dozen people.

He jumped straight off the cliff, landing steadily on the boat. After a slight sway, he remained perfectly stable. The others drew their wands and used shock-absorbing spells to jump down as well. Some unlucky ones, however, missed their mark and fell into the water, but managed to swim back up.

Seeing that everyone had boarded, Ike, who was standing at the bow of the ship, immediately waved his wand, and the ship beneath his feet sliced ​​through the sea and sped toward the deserted island.

"Wonderful transformation, little master, your strength has grown even greater." McNeil exclaimed, but Ike didn't reply. He wasn't speaking to Ike, but rather to the others who had followed him and were unaware of Ike's power.

If you can't do it, then just obediently listen!

Ekko couldn't say it outright, but after his trip to Austria, McNeil, completely convinced, was perfectly positioned to make it clear. While some fools might question Ekko's standing, this move should have convinced everyone.

The ship was completely silent, except for the sound of the water churning. Everyone stood upright, holding their wands, ready to go.

Gradually, the island became clearer and larger in their view, and even the Dementors floating in the sky appeared. Ike waved his wand again, and the ship sped up even more, soon crashing onto the island.

"Boom! Crack!"

"Who goes there!"

Everyone jumped off the boat and stood firmly on their feet, allowing the boat to crash heavily into a huge rock on the shore without slowing down. The loud noise instantly echoed throughout the entire island, naturally alerting the guards who remained on the island.

In the distance, seven or eight wizards wearing round hats ran towards them, followed by more than a dozen Dementors. Some people's faces changed immediately, and their bodies trembled.

Ike remained calm, glancing at the excited Greyback and the pale-faced McNeil. Suddenly, he smiled, extending his wand forward, a soft white light shimmering on it.

"Are you ready?"

McNeil gripped his wand tightly, forcing a smile onto his face.

"Little master, we've been prepared for a long time!"

(End of this chapter)