Chapter 184 Scabior

Scabior was reading a book.

Entertainment is scarce in Azkaban, not to mention having to live with someone you can't even talk to.

That's right, he doesn't like Macnair at all.

Although both of them are half-blood, no one is more noble than anyone else in the British magical community, but he idolizes Severus Snape, who could stand above most pureblood wizards as a half-blood, as an educated, motivated, and talented half-blood, he really despises a mindless half-breed like Macnair.

Even if their birth did not give them much advantage, as long as they are not miserable like the mudbloods, they will always have a chance to advance in the future.

He personally does not have much discrimination against the mudbloods, after all, before Voldemort ruled the entire British magical community, he lived in that "abnormal" magical society for many years, and at that time he also had many mudblood friends.

But even if he did not agree much with the pureblood supremacy theory, so what?

As long as he wants to gain power, wants to climb the hierarchy, it is necessary to embrace this ideology.

Therefore, when suppressing the Order of the Phoenix led by Dumbledore, he did not hold back in the slightest, more than three members of the Order of the Phoenix were directly or indirectly brutally killed by him.

It is because of this outstanding merit, he was able to rapidly advance his position in the Auror office.

Lucius Malfoy, the head of the Auror office, had already hinted to him in private that after the completion of the Azkaban mission, the ministry would very likely transfer him to other key offices in the Department of Magical Law Enforcement, giving him a chance to be head of the division.

It was because of this realization that Scabior did not like watching Quidditch, playing wizard's chess, or travelling.

He only liked to read books and constantly enrich himself with knowledge as a way to not miss the opportunity when he needed to take it.

And this time, he felt that he might have come across an extremely crucial opportunity.

Of course, if not handled properly, then this opportunity may also turn out to be a deadly danger.

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Regarding how to solve the remaining Auror in the building, Jon and the others had no better way.

He obviously does not have any intention of going out and has been staying in one of the rooms on the second floor, and if they want to launch a sneak attack on him, they have to enter the building.

This is undoubtedly a very risky move, after all, this is still an Aurors' residence, and they simply don't know whether there are any special arrangements available inside.

But no matter whether there is any risk or not, they have to solve this trouble today.

"Nick follows us, you are a ghost and will not be harmed by any magic spell, so please go ahead and scout the way for us, while Fred and I will stay behind wearing the cloak of invisibility together."

"If you spot the enemy and the enemy doesn't spot you, please stay quiet and use hand signals to point us to his location, and we'll try to sneak up on him. But if he finds you back, you give us his position out loud, with the cloak of invisibility in hand, he won't be able to determine our position at all in the first place, so we still have the advantage of the first attack."

"The same goes for the rhythm of spell casting, listen to my pronunciation correctly, Fred. No matter what, we need to assume that our opponent is maintaining a shield charm at all times, and the very first attacks will be aimed at breaking the charm. Finally, it is important to pay attention to our own safety, and never have any idea of dying together, that is simply not worth it for us."

Jon assigned everyone's tasks down, Nick and Fred nodded together, and then the three of them were ready to start sneaking into the building.

Nick was in the front, he did not even have to open the door, he went straight through the solid wooden door.

After checking the entire first floor was free of any abnormalities and problems, he passed back through the door again to indicate to Jon that they could enter.

Then Jon re-enveloped the cloak of invisibility in his own body and Fred's, the two together gently held the handle to push open the door and carefully walk in.

Their movements were so slight that they barely made any noise.

But just as the door was opened, Scabior who was reading a book in the study on the second floor, instantly became grim.

On the first day he came here, he placed a vigil on the only entrance door of the entire building, as long as someone enters and exits this place, it will trigger the magic he left behind for him to sense.

Of course, he will inevitably be aware when Macnair enters the door, but if he returns, it will never be this quiet.

The guy with his head full of horse shit would yell that it was too cold outside, and he needed a cup of hot cocoa or to bring him a coat down every time he walked in the door.

That stomping around the door to clean the mud off his shoes was even louder like he was trying to startle all the dementors in the castle altogether.

It was too quiet now.

So quiet that Scabior can only suspect one possibility in the first instance, in the context of the current chaos in the magical world.

Someone else had broken into Azkaban Island, and that fool Macnair had been taken care of!

The next second this thought rose in his mind, he gripped the wand that had been placed on his desk with a flash.

He stood up from the sofa, first went to the door of the study, and reached out to open the door gently with a slit, then his eyes were fixed on the owl cage that had been placed on top of the bookcase.

There was an owl belonging to him in the cage, and it met him at eye level.

After hesitating for less than a second, he went back to the bookcase, opened the owl's cage, and released the owl, which had been with him for less than three years.

He pulled out a piece of parchment from the desk, and with quick strokes, wrote a line of letters on it with a quill pen, then rolled the parchment up and let the owl grasp it in its talons.

Lastly, he took out a locket from his robe coat pocket and hung it around the owl's neck before opening the window opposite the building's door for it.

"This thing will help you fly out of the mists. Go back to the Ministry of Magic, go to Lucius Malfoy, the head of the Auror office, and be sure to deliver this letter to him, and make sure to take off with a lighter motion!"

Every owl that delivers a letter to a wizard is capable of understanding human speech, and it flew out of the room with the pendant, grasping the letter and carefully flapping its wings.

Scabior couldn't be sure what people had landed on Azkaban and how many there are, but he had to make sure the message got out before he was ready to take the chance that was right in front of him.

Otherwise, if he seized the opportunity, it's okay, if not, it's likely that all his previous achievements will not be able to offset this one screw-up.

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