Chapter 271: Azkaban's call

"Sister, what's wrong with you? Your face hasn't been good since yesterday, is it because of the game?" Furong pushed in with a pale face and sat shakyly beside the bed. This was her and Gabrielle. In the small room, the interior of the Boothparton carriage is actually much larger than everyone sees, and each student is equipped with a cabin.
Sister Dracul is special. In order to take care of her sister, they are a room for two.
This is a childlike room, the whole room is wrapped in a gentle hue, pale gold, emerald green, and sky blue, giving people an illusion of being in the fairy tale world.
A few ropes were suspended from the ceiling, and they were covered with thousands of paper cranes.
In the center of the room was a large coffee table, and the mouth of the teapot was spurting heat outside.
At the end of one side, two small beds are placed, and one bed is filled with various dolls and dolls. Needless to say, this is naturally Gabrielle's small bed.
Most young girls of this age like this style.
Gabrielle was wearing velvet pajamas just now, lying on the bed looking at the unknown fairy tale picture book, looking at his sister's complexion, immediately asked with concern.
"Not because of the game." Furong shook his head weakly, as if suffering a big blow, and then she sat beside Gabrielle's bed.
"Tomorrow my sister might get up early and check things, Gabrielle will sleep well, okay? Don't cry because my sister is not there." Furong took a deep breath, calmed his mood, and then faced Jia Brie said,
"Okay, sister." Gabrielle nodded cleverly.
"Oh, sister, how do you spell this word?" Gabrielle shook the picture book of fairy tales in her hand, writing novels or moving fairy tales in English line by line.
In the illustration on the side, a beautiful young girl with thick, silky hair is looking around in the tower. Surrounded by the lush forest, she lost her freedom and longed for freedom.
"Where?" Furong asked softly, finally reluctantly clearing his mood, and smiled at his sister.
"Well...sister," Gabri stretched out her finger, paddled through the tree, and said in a soft, sweet voice: "Lettuce" slowly became the most beautiful under the world Girl, when she was twelve years old, she was taken by a witch...in a tall tower. "
"I don't know the word." Gabri pointed to the word in the place she just skipped.
What she did not notice was that her sister finally recovered a little face, and suddenly the color disappeared again, becoming pale.
"--Captivity means being locked in a place and losing your freedom." Furong explained with a trembling voice.
"That's really pitiful." Gabrielle shook his little head, looking sympathetically at the "lettuce girl" who longed for freedom in the illustration.
"Gabri, it's time to sleep, okay?" Furong touched Gabrielle's forehead, and then her sister put the book on the head of the bed.
Early the next morning, Furong woke up when the sky was dark, crouched and rolled over from the bed, then kissed gently on Gabrielle’s forehead, began to wash, and finally hurriedly stepped out of the room, Go straight to the door of the carriage.
The target is Hogwarts' library.
"Azkaban and Newmongad are the two most famous prisons in the wizarding world. The former is famous for the notorious evil creature Dementor as a guard, the latter is the towering, so that Tower of despair."
"If I really committed a serious crime, I would rather be caught in Newmontgarde." said a normal wizard.
"The British Magic Law Enforcement Division established a prison on a small island in the cold waters of the North Sea..."
"Guarded by dementors, the more terrible thing than losing freedom is the loss of souls. In the dark prison, the only freedom a prisoner may have is the mind that he can think freely, but the dementors can deprive this only freedom. "
"They will devour all positive emotions. Once the prisoners are held for a period of time, they will lose all their good feelings and thoughts."
"As for the solution, the only way is the guardian curse."
Even in Booth Barton's class, Furong has learned a part of the relevant history and literature, but when reading again, Furong still felt a cold chill spread from her heart.
This is really a desperate punishment.
"Am I going to inform him?" Furong pressed himself inwardly.
That night she was going to talk to Mrs. Maxim about the Goblet of Fire, and express her apology by the way. After all, her headmaster had very high expectations of her. She failed to win the championship. I'm a little sorry, and I can also talk about other things, such as Gabrielle's education.
But as she walked to the door of Mrs. Maxim's office and was about to knock on the door, she suddenly heard the voices of two other men in the room, and they seemed to be arguing fiercely.
She could tell that it was Dumbledore's voice and Kakarov's voice, the former's voice was slightly more peaceful, while the latter was yelling in excitement.
"Scratch him and close to Azkaban." Kakarov's sweet voice disappeared and turned into a sharp roar, full of resentment in his tone~EbookFREE.me~ I I really can't think of that. The young man would do such a thing. To be honest, Furong had a good impression of him at first... Of course, Dumbledore, I support your decision. "This is Mrs. Maxim's voice.
"The award ceremony of the Goblet of Fire is a good time..." Dumbledore's thick voice penetrated the wall. "We can take this opportunity to announce the return of Voldemort and make everyone alert."
"Voldemort's return?" Furong's head suddenly froze, leaning against the wall, as if the nerve receiving the information could not bear such an impactful event.
Voldemort at that time did not just ravage Britain, the horror he caused spread almost all over Europe.
"Still feeling?" She even heard her name in the conversation and thought of the boy almost immediately.
Then Kakalov's words confirmed her conjecture.
"I want to strangle the kid named Malfoy personally! If it weren't for him, if it wasn't for him... Vol... that person wouldn't be resurrected!" Kakarov wanted to say the name of the person, but he was still in fear Too.
"My students have such problems. I'm also very sorry, but now that anger is useless, he will also get the punishment he deserves." Dumbledore's voice was tired at this time, and he seemed unwilling to talk about it again. These things.
"He let that person back?" Furong thought about their words.
Then there was a crunch in the room.
"Kakalov, this is my favorite cup!" Maxim said with regret.
Perhaps it was Kakarov who shook the tea cup in his hands because of fear. These hibiscuses were unknown. Now the only thing she knows is that someone may be caught in Azkaban. ) Download the free reader!!