In the Harry Potter Without Harry Potter

The grey haze was filled with deadly despair.

Tall creatures covered in black tattered robes roamed the island, jointly guarding the old fortress in the middle of the island.

In the erosion of time, the fortress looks exceptionally dilapidated, with mottled stone walls covered with black moss, bathing in the sea breeze like a withered arm sticking out of the wall, struggling between life and death realm.

Watching two dementors drifting away in the corridor side by side, a ghastly pale Lupin stabilized his breathing, stepping lightly on the black stone slabs, walking to a prison cell in the deepest part of this prison.

The prison cell oddly does not contain any people, instead, there was a large dog with pure black hair lying inside.

Keen perception allowed the black dog to detect the movement outside the bars, it opened its fierce eyes, and after seeing Lupin, its gaze became calm again.

The black dog's body was twisting and turning, and almost in the blink of an eye, a tall, fit, pale-skinned man with striking grey eyes appeared in the prison cell.

"You've come at too short of an interval this time." Sirius casually said.

He seemed like he was not affected by those dementors, you could not feel half a bit of sadness and despair, on the contrary, he was full of vitality and restlessness.

Lupin appeared in a poor state, his face looked pale, and the whole person seemed like he had overdrawn a lot of physical strength, his breathing was obviously much sharper than normal, and the bloodless hands were trembling slightly.

"It can't be helped, when I came out of the cave just after the full moon last night, there was a lot of news passed from outside, and there are a lot of things for you to know on the island, if it wasn't for the bad time, I actually would have come over last night."

Sirius sat on the yellowing straw and raised his eyebrows.

"Let me guess, something that would make you come in such a hurry is it much of a good thing or a bad thing."

"Dedalus died in jail."

A silence fell over the place.

Quiet to the point where only the sound of two people breathing could be heard.

The body of Sirius, which was originally sitting casually, tensed up without realizing it, and his grey eyes just stared at Lupin, his voice sounded like it was squeezed out of his teeth.

"Obviously when you came last time you told me that he was doing very well!"

"Yes, he was indeed pretty fine, but he was on the verge of going crazy at that time." Lupin's already rapid breathing now became even more erratic, "He was crying and laughing, saying he wanted to die in agony, and then saying he must persevere and go home to visit his mother once more."

"I went to see him the day before yesterday when he could not hold on, I brought him a lot of his favourite chocolate and pudding, but he was lying on the ground, can not even sit up, his mouth only kept repeating that he wanted to see his mother."

Lupin's voice trembled, and he was only able to bring his voice to this point. Sirius clenched his fists tightly, he desperately suppressed his voice, as if it took all his strength to get the words out.

"67 of them! There were 67 of our men locked up here when we arrived! Now that Dedalus is dead, there are only 42 left! Including the three of them, Hestia and the others, who were brought in later! 28 people have been sucked to death by those animals in the past three years. 28 people! 28 lives!"

In the end, he seemed to be able to control his emotions, as if he had covered the boiling water with a lid, muffling all the rage, and asked in a voice that was so calm that it seemed eerie.

"So what's the progress now?"

Lupin took a deep breath.

"That's the second thing I came to find you to say. Word has come from Dumbledore, and if there are no surprises, we'll be starting right before June of next year."

"Another year of waiting?"

"The timing is 100% right this time, and according to our previous estimates, we will be able to make all the preparations just before next spring."

"Why can't it be a little earlier?"

"Don't forget what the consequences of failure are if you start early without reaching expectations." He stared into Sirius' eyes, "There are still SO many people counting on us, we're the ones who have been encouraging them to persevere until now, don't let them end up waiting for despair."

Sirius fell silent, and Lupin quietly looked at the windowless grey stone wall of the prison.

Today Azkaban is silent, but it will not always remain this way.

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The summer break has begun at Hogwarts.

But in fact, for the vast majority of students, there is no difference whether there is a summer break or not, they no longer have a home to return to, and even if there are no classes to attend, all they can do is stay on the wagon.

Among the freshmen who will not be freshmen in two more months, Ron and Neville can still have a home to return to, while Justine and Lavender are stuck in the wagon for the summer.

Just when they thought Jon was also the same, on the evening of the third day after the final exams, when students gathered in the great hall for dinner, Dumbledore without alerting anyone, took Jon out of the wagon.

They are not in their original appearance at this time.

Dumbledore's transfiguration has reached the point of perfection, even the title of master of transfiguration is somewhat unworthy of his level of transfiguration.

Without the use of any magical potion as an aid, just relying on the spell itself, he directly changed the appearance of both himself and Jon completely.

They both have an appearance of a middle-aged male wizard, with no distinguishing features, a kind of common face that will basically be forgotten subconsciously after one glance.

After being dropped off by Hagrid from the wagon between a field, Jon asked in confusion.

"Professor, how are we going to get to our destination?"

"With Apparition, it's just it's not possible to directly arrive at our destination, wherever there is a large gathering of wizards, the starting and landing points of the apparition will be strictly monitored, we need to wait for the wagon to go far away and then pick a place that is not far from our destination."

He explained softly and cautioned in passing.

"Don't forget, don't call me Professor from now on, you're Jack, and I'm Williams, we're blood brothers, our mother is a muggle wizard, and our father is a pureblood, while we are half-bloods."

Jon nodded.

"Don't worry, Williams, I've memorized all the information you've provided on the wagon."

After estimating the time, Dumbledore grabbed Jon's arm.

"The odds that we will use them are low, but it is always a good thing to prepare in advance just in case." He said as he waved his wand.

'Apparition.'

The next moment, the two figures twisted and disappeared from thin air, and at the same time, in a deserted alley in London, the two "wizard brothers" regained their forms.

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