Chapter 44: The Bicolored Phoenix Soaring Freely!

House-elves are a subspecies of goblins. Having been domesticated by wizards for a long time over generations, they have deep-rooted servility and guaranteed loyalty.

In addition, house-elves possess considerable spell-casting abilities, and their innate Apparate is much more powerful than that of wizards. They can even Apparate within Hogwarts Castle where Apparate is completely prohibited.

If he had such two attendants secretly protecting his parents, Dudley could be more at ease.

However, house-elves are not cheap items that can be bought casually. Only prestigious pure-blood families have them, and they generally do not sell them externally.

Hogwarts does keep hundreds of house-elves, but these house-elves are loyal to Hogwarts itself and are public property of the school. Dumbledore cannot transfer them for private use.

So, Dumbledore can only privately purchase them in the wizarding world in his own name, hoping to be able to buy some.

But several days have passed, and there has been no news.

August 11th.

Cornelius Fudge, who no longer holds any positions, suddenly visited the isolated island in the middle of the sea - the wizard prison, Azkaban.

The Dementors guarding Azkaban had not yet received the news that Fudge had been dismissed from office and still regarded Fudge as the all - powerful Minister of Magic.

Regarding the absurd order issued by Fudge, they could only reluctantly carry it out.

They were like black smoke with upturned ends wrapped in tattered gray rags, fluttering and swirling everywhere. They found all the cells where the die-hard Death Eaters were imprisoned.

First, they took a big, hard suck right in front of their faces, sucking away all the little happiness that these prisoners had managed to brew recently. Then they opened the cell doors.

The group of Death Eaters had just been drained to the point of collapse by the Dementors. When they saw the cell doors that had imprisoned them for many years being opened, they didn't react for a moment and still lay there like dead bodies.

It wasn't until the Dementors made strange noises to drive them out of the prison that these Death Eaters realized that they were about to regain their freedom.

"Wa hahaha! The Dark Lord! It must be the great Voldemort who has returned!"

"Ah - we're free!"

"Ah ah ha ha ha ga ga!"

"..."

The reacting Death Eaters raised their heads and roared wildly, cackling strangely. Their weak bodies were infused with a burst of strength by the newly secreted adrenaline, and they all excitedly jumped up one by one, rushing out of the prison cells like hungry wolves.

They ran and converged on the open ground of the island, howling and sharing their excitement of regaining freedom with each other, envisioning the pleasure of returning to the wizarding world and dominating everything. They were extremely daring and even ordered the Dementors to unlock the handcuffs and shackles that bound them and return their wands to them.

The fluttering and swirling Dementors had already been in a bad mood because they would have a large amount of "happiness food" less in the future.

Seeing that these "food-producing" prisoners were actually so arrogant, not only daring to order them around but also daring to dance and emit happiness in front of the Dementor clan!

It was simply that The mind can endure, but the mouth can't!

So in the next second, countless tattered rags stretched out their black claws, pouted their mouths, and dived down rapidly...

The carnival and hubbub of the Death Eaters came to an abrupt end.

Just then, an old wizard with white hair and beard, wearing a dark purple wizard robe, half-moon glasses, and a crooked nose, suddenly appeared beside them.

He raised the Elder Wand with knobby joints in his withered right hand, aiming it at the Dementors who were feasting and the Death Eaters who were their meal.

A blinding light blazed out!

On August 12th.

The front page of the the newspapers was filled with a large moving picture.

The main scene that played in a loop in this picture was:

Two vivid phoenixes, two phoenixes that were rampaging through everything in their path.

One was an orange-red flaming phoenix, burning a large number of Death Eaters to ashes alive;

The other was a silver Patronus phoenix, purifying a great number of Dementors into flying ash.

In the lower left corner of this picture, there was a blurry old figure.

Although the picture was blurry, there were few people in the entire wizarding world of Britain who couldn't recognize this person's identity.

That's right! Besides Albus Dumbledore, the greatest wizard of the 20th century, who else could possess such power?

The wizarding world of Britain was in an uproar!

It was mostly the common wizards who were in an uproar. They had been panicking about the returning Voldemort just two days ago, but now their hearts were filled with courage.

With Dumbledore around, what's Voldemort's main soul, which can only parasitize now? It's nothing!

What they were thinking now was: The Dark Lord? I spit on that! Don't let us catch you, or we'll turn you in with a flick of our hands!

The wizarding world of Britain also became quiet!

It was the pure-blood wizards fence-sitters who had once been Death Eaters who became quiet. They knew very well that Fudge, who only knew how to make money and seek power, would never have the crazy idea of going to Azkaban to release the Death Eaters and pull off a big stunt.

The gentle old lion Dumbledore has changed his stripes! He showed his fangs and started playing tricks!

This was really terrifying!

Dumbledore, whose strength was unparalleled in the wizarding world of Britain and even in the international wizarding world, now also had the power-playing skills to match.

Before Voldemort returned in his full glory and at full strength, they, these double-dealers, could only be law-abiding good wizards!

All the pure-blood wizards who had planned to cause some trouble all stopped their actions and behaved themselves after getting the news.

In addition, the news that Dumbledore was secretly purchasing house-elves also caught the attention of these double-dealers.

They didn't have the slightest intention of selling before, but now they can't wait to give them away for free.

On August 13th.

Dumbledore, who came to the the Dursleys' house to give lessons, brought two house-elves.

One was Dobby, a male house-elf given as a friendly gift by Lucius Malfoy, and the other was Winky, a female house-elf obtained at a low price from Barty Crouch.

"Looks like the operation had a great effect, Dumbledore!"

Dudley looked at Dobby and Winky who were swearing loyalty to the the Dursleys' house and showed a smile. "Also, that move of yours, no, those two moves, were really cool!"

"Dudley, you're right! And thank you for the compliment! Soon, you'll master them too!"

Dumbledore was in a good mood, just like the excellent result of the anti-evil operation.

In order to prevent Voldemort from using the power of Azkaban, he not only wiped out all the Death Eaters but also, by the way, eliminated seventy percent of the Dementor clan.

The reason given was that the Dementors colluded with the former Minister of Magic to stage a malicious rebellion.

Now, the remaining Dementors in Azkaban have finally become completely obedient. They can't even enjoy sucking the joy out of prisoners.

"There are some things I gotta talk to you and Harry about."

After a brief smile, Dumbledore's expression grew a bit more solemn. He took Dudley and Harry to the second floor.

Leaving Dobby and Winky downstairs attentively currying favor with the new masters, Aunt Petunia and Uncle Vernon, while Hagrid was there explaining the traits and perks of house-elves to the Dursleys.