"Are you sure you want to go to?" Patis asked in surprise at Zhang Chen.

After obtaining his wand, Zhang Chen did not return, but entered the shop of the Malfoy family on Diagonal Street.

Through magic and communication with Patis, Zhang Chen told him the real purpose of his leave this time.

"I'm going to Azkaban!" Zhang Chen said.

Although Azkaban is not as terrifying as it will in the future, as the largest prison in this magical world, it can also make countless people afraid.

"I didn't know anyone there, or, no one could have any relationship in Azkaban," Patis said.

"No, I didn't plan to ask you to help me with any connection. I just need to know whether the Ministry of Magic has delivered prisoners to Azkaban these days." Zhang Chen smiled.

Patis was stunned.

"You are not planning to..."

"That's right, I just plan to sneak into Azkaban under the name!" Zhang Chen said.

Crazy!

This was Patis' first idea.

He could clearly feel Zhang Chen's madness, and he could even feel that the guy standing in front of him at this time was pretending to be an extremely terrifying existence like a madman!

He couldn't imagine what Zhang Chen was thinking, nor could he use his brain to think about Zhang Chen's madness.

So he could only ask, "How do you plan to escape?"

Patis was very clever and didn't ask Zhang Chen what he planned to do. This made Zhang Chen's interest increase a little, so Zhang Chen smiled and said, "You don't have to worry about this. There are not a thousand ways to escape from Azkaban in my head, but there are eight hundred!"

Since Zhang Chen said that, Patis certainly had no choice but to help him.

So Patis found his friend in the Ministry of Magic and asked about some vicious prisoners who had been there recently. Soon, he gave Zhang Chen a message.

"There are three people sent to Azkaban this time, one of whom was an unlucky guy who burned the Ministry of Magic's archives. There were also two very dangerous black wizards who used human bodies to practice black magic and killed hundreds of people." Patis said, "Which one did you choose?"

"The first one!" Zhang Chen said directly.

"Why is the first one?" Patis asked curiously, "Just a weak Ministry of Magic official. Using this identity to sneak into Azkaban should be greatly hindering your actions, right?"

Although he didn't know Zhang Chen's purpose, Patis knew without using his head that there would definitely be no good things if this kid entered the Azkaban!

Zhang Chen smiled and said, "Indeed, an identity that does not conform to action will greatly hinder my actions, but the problem is that such an identity has a very important point!"

"What?"

"Mysterious!" Zhang Chen narrowed his eyes and smiled like a fox. "Think about it, a weak clerk was sent to Azkaban for a small mistake. And just as he entered Azkaban, a series of murders occurred in that terrifying prison... What do you think the outside world would have about this person?"

"At the beginning, no one would doubt him, but doubts would soon appear, followed by curiosity and doubt. In the end, everyone would feel extremely curious about his small mistake... and even many rumors came out!"

"So, what if these rumors are related to the seven things we made?" Zhang Chen asked.

hiss!

Patis took a long breath and looked at Zhang Chen in disbelief. All the eyes were filled with surprise.

"He really wants to have a big game!"

Thinking in a daze, Patis felt his blood boiling.

That’s right, since you want to play, you have to play big things, and the whole magic world will be upside down. At that time, this world will belong to his Malfoy family!

...

It was indeed just a accidental burning of the archives room. After Zhang Chen used his move to an African tribe and extracted some of his memories, he knew clearly.

"I was caught in Azkaban just by making a mistake, and even knocked out halfway through. Even my identity cannot be left behind. Your life is really tragic." Zhang Chen said with a look of indignation, "Don't worry, I will help you continue your life well, so you can go to hell with peace of mind!"

As he said that, he yawned, then slept with his body, and the beautiful dream came to his mind. The vow just now was forgotten completely.

Anyway, I just changed his face, wiped away his memory, and sent it to a celestial tribe. This guy is not dead, so what should I care about doing so much!

Soon, the ship escorting Zhang Chen and others had arrived in Azkaban.

After sending three prisoners, including Zhang Chen, into Azkaban, the Ministry of Magic, and then turned around and left. From front to back, there was nothing nonsense left.

There are no guardians in Azkaban, and in fact, the prison does not need anyone to take care of it.

Although the dementors wandering around outside the prison cannot cause any harm to the prisoners due to the regulations of the Ministry of Magic at this time, the gloomy atmosphere created by countless dementors is enough to give birth to a soul-stimulating power in this extremely depressing prison, which makes people unable to move.

And the magic props that imposed on everyone and blocked their magic power ensured that almost no one in this prison had the ability to escape.

"Little guy, look at your panic. Do you want me to hurt you well?" The dark wizard beside him looked at Zhang Chen's pale face and immediately laughed.

The pale face was not Zhang Chen's reason.

It’s really Frank’s appearance that way, and Zhang Chen became too realistic, which made people misunderstand.

Of course, even if it is a misunderstanding, the only ones who can be so arrogant in the Azkaban are the two prisoners who came with Zhang Chen.

The two men who had never seen the terrifying Azkaban were staring at Zhang Chen with a smile on their faces, looking like they seemed to be eager to eat Zhang Chen.

"Well. I'm going to die anyway. Instead of being mentally upset here, it's better to die under my hands as soon as possible!" Zhang Chen shrugged and said with a smile.

The man was stunned just now. Before he could react, Zhang Chen had already kicked him up.

Bang!

There was only a crisp sound. In an instant, a big hole appeared in the man's chest, muscles, bones, and internal organs, all turned into powder. A bang accompanied by the bright red blood spilled around, and a huge hole was swaying like a smiling face.

Then, as the man's body leaned, he fell to the ground with a thud.

The other man looked at the scene in amazement. Somehow, his heart was filled with a warning suddenly. Without saying a word, he hurriedly took off and fled to the distance.

But how could Zhang Chen let him go?

"I'm also doing the trick for heaven when I kill someone!" Zhang Chen moved his body and suddenly appeared in front of the man. He stretched out his hand, strangled his neck and said.

"No...don't..." The man quickly began to beg for mercy.

But Zhang Chen was not moved at all. He shook his head and added a little strength to his hand.

Bang!

There was another crisp sound. I don’t know how Zhang Chen used his strength, but the man’s head burst open, and his broken head dyed the ground red. The white brain even splashed on some dementors, making them make excitement and scream.

After throwing away the corpse in front of him, Zhang Chen bared his teeth, "Then, the killing begins now!"

After saying that, his figure disappeared in an instant, and then a bloody storm unfolded instantly!

The killing lasted all day, and the strong smell of blood made the entire Azkaban seem to be filled with a bright red color. The aura of death and despair accompanied it, making this depressed prison even more terrifying and astonishing.

And in this prison where even the dementors felt frightened by it, there were streams of magic power constantly coming out, and a faint light shone like a small scorching sun. Although the brightness was extremely weak, it inexplicably led countless souls into it.

Zhang Chen waved his hands and instilled magic into the seven items in front of him.

There was a strong smile on his face, and he clearly felt that the seven toys were becoming rich little by little. He felt that countless souls entered it, so he could naturally feel that his plan had taken another step forward.

Killing, refining, this is his purpose in entering Azkaban this time.

There is no doubt that in an era when the trial requirements were quite high, besides the unlucky ones, there are only those black magicians who were able to enter the Azkaban.

And the unlucky guy will definitely not last a week here. Those who can meet Zhang Chen alive are undoubtedly those powerful black wizards.

And this is precisely the most obvious group in this world, who can be killed by Zhang Chen, but will not feel guilty at all. Although the feeling of guilt is just a word in Zhang Chen's mind.

There is a Horcrux first, then Voldemort, or Voldemort first, and then there is a Horcrux.

This problem is completely nothing for Zhang Chen.

Because, under his hands, the seven objects that gradually absorbed all the souls in the entire Azkaban were already roaring wildly.

A stream of soul power spread out from it, and accompanied by Zhang Chen's mental power pulling, it gradually merged together.

Then, a painted black figure suddenly appeared!

boom!

Countless hissing sounds sounded one after another, and the dementors flew around in horror. The dementors who were good at enjoying the fear of others actually felt an unprecedented sense of fear from the bottom of their hearts, and they were heard inexplicably!

Then, a powerful force fell from the sky and was pressing on their heads in an instant!

boom!

The dementors stopped and their empty eyes looked forward.

I saw a black figure who could not see clearly stood in front of them, slowly floating in the sky, making heart-shaking sounds with his strange voice.

"From today, I am your master." The black shadow said, "I am... Voldemort!" (To be continued, please search Piaotianwen, the novel is better, updated and faster!
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