The ghost ship advanced in the thick fog, and the black demon seal was suspended on the bow statue, emitting bright green light, guiding the direction of the ship. There was a thick sea fog like a curtain around it. Guru finally stood on the deck as Bojin. He was still the honor of raising little fairies, but in the eyes of others, he had regained his appearance as a wizard.

This made him look a little twisted while holding the house elf's pleasing and humble expression, while pressing against Bojin's body.

After Chen Ang maliciously transformed him into a domestic elves, the contract curse and curse of ancient wizards had permanently destroyed part of his cognition. Chen Ang was extremely interested in this magic and had been collecting relevant data displayed by Guru.

The black magic marks entrenched under the skull emitted an increasingly strong and stable green light, which meant that they were getting closer and closer to Azkaban. Guru whispered to Chen Ang about what he knew about Azkaban: "There are actually few Aurors stationed there. The Ministry of Magic once stipulated that at least one Aurors must be guarded there... But later the Aurors protested strongly that they were unwilling to stay with the dementors, nor in a place where there was no Flying Net, and even owls did not come."

"You see everything, master! Those Aurors are just afraid of the boredom and hard work. Since the goblin rebellion, fewer and fewer wizards have been able to endure loneliness and boredom. They are even afraid to stay with the dementors and regard guarding Azkaban as a chore."

"In the end, the Ministry of Magic symbolically arranged for two people to stay here, one was the old Auror who was about to die, and the other was often short of posts."

"Take the most dangerous prison in the Ministry of Magic to guard a group of greedy black magic creatures who want to suck human souls, and do not supervise any supervision..." Chen Ang sneered: "Which genius came up with this decision to guard the black wizards by black magic creatures? Are you afraid that they will not collude with each other?"

"For the bureaucrats of the Ministry of Magic, they are afraid that Dementors are more reliable than Aurors!" Guru laughed.

"Dementors are naturally hated to all humans and wizards. They suck human life and happiness and hate all creatures that are not theirs. Many famous white wizards have proposed to exterminate them. However, the Dementors Office, a subordinate of the Ministry of Magical Magical Animal Management and Control Department, strongly opposed it. They claimed to respect the survival rights and cultural customs of the dementors and give them the freedom to live according to their own way of survival."

"This proposal has been approved by many experts in the protection of magic animals. They proposed that racial equality is greater than heaven and give dementors the right to be human. Since the 14th century Wizards' Speaker Buldock Malden held a racial summit in the magic world and tried to grant human rights to Ballfowp, Elf and Fairy, Fox and Trolls, which triggered the ridicule of wizards, the Ministry of Magic farces frequently appeared on this issue..."

"It was not until 1811 that the new Minister of Magic Groggan Stump issued an order: Defining "man" is "an creature with sufficient intelligence to understand the laws of the magic society and to bear part of the responsibility in the making of these laws."

"Based on this definition, our dementors have gained human rights with the efforts of the Ministry of Magic's Dementors' Office."

"It is worth mentioning that the horseman and the fishman, who are truly recognized as 'human', later voluntarily withdrew from the 'human' ranks and chose to be a magical animal... This may be related to the magical animal protection law. After all, many magical animal reserves, such as Forbidden Forests, Atlantis only magical animals are allowed to live there."

"At this point, the power of the dementors is protected by the Ministry of Magic, and every wizard is required to respect their right to absorb human souls. In order to better use the power of the dementors to serve the Ministry of Magic, a genius Minister of the Ministry of Magic proposed that they guard Azkaban, so that the power of the dementors will not violate the safety of the wizards."

"This genius proposal has caused the average lifespan of prisoners in Azkaban prisons to never exceed ten years."

Chen Ang sighed: "So that's it. I don't know that there are such strange stories in the magic world. The wizards did not receive education for the dementors and obtained the right to study in Hogwarts. It's really discriminatory against them! When I become the principal of Hogwarts, I must be like the Ministry of Magic applying for special recruitment of dementors and other humanoid races that have not been able to enjoy the treatment of wizards... I want to add a Dementor Academy, and maybe a vampire Academy so that these vulnerable groups and special races can enjoy their rights."

"And magical humans are called wizards, but these races that have gained the power of ‘human’ do not have a reciprocal identity. I think they should be called ‘minority and race with special rights’ for short… how about it?”

"And those who have special lifestyles and magical bloodlines in minority races should be treated more specifically. In order to demonstrate this special interest, we should call them "Gods" so that the wizards know the importance."

After Chen Ang said this with a sarcastic sarcasm, he turned his head to the direction of the bow of the ship, and the sound of waves hitting the reefs came there.

Looking at the dark gray reefs exposed in the thick fog, who doesn't know that the most fearful prison in the magic world is Azkaban, a forbidden topic, is already in front of him. Chen Ang pulled out his wand in his arms and whispered: "For this, I will give them equal rights to die and be tested."

The ghost ship took a big bend in the deep-water port area before finding the port to moor. As Chen Ang made his first step on the pier, the surrounding fog faded like a tide, and the sky showed a blue sunny day. The entire island was clearly visible in front of Chen Ang's eyes, as if one step was taking two worlds. In the distance, an ancient castle-like building had a silence.

A small gray dot-like figure walked towards Chen Ang and the others from afar. He was carrying a broken horse lantern and stumbled on the path.

It was a very old wizard. He was wearing a torn gray robe and was a little unconscious. He shouted to Chen Ang and the others from afar: "Muggle, this is not where you should come! The damn magic spell imposed by the Ministry of Magic has problems again... Are they all maintaining Merlin's boots?"

Chen Ang ignored him and walked quietly towards Azkaban. The old Auror pulled out the wand that seemed to be moldy in his arms and pointed it at Chen Ang tremblingly, as if he wanted to give him a "forgetfulness" but how could Guru, who was following Chen Ang, not responding at all? He subdued the old wizard with a disarming spell.

Chen Ang came to the gate of Azkaban's castle. The dementors floated quietly behind a gate, waiting for him to come in, preparing to suck Chen Ang's soul. The darkness in Azkaban was cold and a kind of indifferent aura was particularly solemn.
Chapter completed!