Chapter 111 The Marauder's Map
——Some time later, the Pig’s Head Bar.
"What's this?"
On the second floor of the Pig Head Bar, Yang Yun and Zheng Zha were sitting at a wine table. On the other side was Aberforth, who looked gloomy. On the table were three bottles of dark potion, which looked like a sticky substance. of mud.
"Polyjuice Potion." Aberforth said briefly. Looking at the gloomy expression on his face, you knew that if Dumbledore hadn't personally given him the order, then this awkward old man would definitely throw down the potion and turn around. Go: "According to reliable information, the group of Death Eaters will attack Azkaban within these few days."
"Because we didn't know how many of the mysterious people's nails and spies there would be among the original people, the old bee decided to transfer most of the unreliable people and guards at strategic locations to other places to prevent the Death Eaters from causing chaos. , replace those from the Order of the Phoenix...since your oriental faces are too conspicuous, it would be better to use polyjuice potion."
"Why are there only three bottles?" Yang Yun picked up the glass bottle, shook it slightly, and watched a few bubbles pop out of the liquid in the medicine bottle.
"Do you know how time-consuming it is to brew this kind of stuff? Even Hogwarts doesn't have much stock on weekdays. This small bottle is enough for you." Aberforth turned to Yang Yun angrily. With one glance, he slapped a map on the table and stood up: "The topographic map of Azkaban, I'll give you ten minutes to read it quickly. It will be destroyed automatically after reading it."
After saying that, Aberforth stood up and walked down the stairs without looking back. A few seconds later, his vulgar yelling was heard. The man who had been pretending for many years seamlessly switched back to a bar. In the role of the boss.
"Zhan Lan, please scan it."
Zheng Zha picked up the terrain map and looked at it for a few seconds, pretending that he had memorized everything, then turned to Yang Yun and said: "There are only a few days until the end of the thirty days before the return of the Lord God. It seems that this time Azkaban The battle is the first and last battle between us and the Yinzhou team... There are only three bottles of medicine, so I, you, and Zhan Lan will take it, while Ling Dian and Zhao Yingkong hide in the dark and wait for the opportunity? "
"No, first of all, no matter which one of us takes the compound decoction, Zhao Yingkong must be one of them." Yang Yun shook his head.
"Zhao Yingkong? Why her?" Zheng Zha asked doubtfully: "With her disguise ability and skill, she should be able to sneak into Azkaban without taking polyjuice potion, hide in the dark and deliver a fatal blow to the Indian team. ?”
"First of all, there is the issue of defensive sentry. Zhan Lan needs to block the opponent's mental scan, and may not be able to control the overall situation of the battlefield. Moreover, the terrain map Dumbledore gave us may not be all his backup, so Zhao Yingkong is needed as the second To be safe, find out all the sentries and defensive forces."
Yang Yundao: "Secondly, if Zhao Yingkong takes the compound soup potion, with her stealth skills, she can assassinate some Death Eaters quietly."
"Assassination?" Zheng Zha repeated in surprise: "Why do you do this?"
"From a tactical and strategic perspective, the enemy's goal is to break into prison and rescue the Death Eaters imprisoned in Azkaban. In order to prevent them from achieving this goal, the best way for us is to first Kill all these prisoners, after all, this is the simplest and fastest way." Yang Yun spread his hands and said: "Dumbledore can only let them spend their whole life in prison due to various considerations, but we have no such concerns."
Yang Yun leaned forward and lowered his voice: "From our point of view, although these Death Eaters do not have wands in their hands now, before they were imprisoned in Azkaban, they all had a lot of magic power. Elite wizards... Do you think you will get reward points by killing them?"
"It makes sense!"
Zheng Zha was startled, and then calculated the risks and benefits. First, assassinating prisoners can indeed disrupt the Death Eaters' actions; second, these prisoners themselves are terrorists who do all kinds of evil, and killing them does not require any moral or psychological aspects. In the end, although all the prisoners had their wands confiscated and were unable to use magic, the magic power in their bodies still existed. Killing them would have a great chance of obtaining reward points... This was a multi-purpose effort!
What? You mean the consequences of the assassination? Not to mention that as long as Zhao Yingkong used physical means to assassinate him and his hands and feet were clean, no one would find out. Even if Dumbledore did guess who did it, he might still have to thank us!
Which of these executioners has few lives in his hands? Sentencing them to death is absolutely unjust.
"Okay, that's it. I've always felt that sentencing criminals to prison terms of hundreds of years in Western countries is sheer retardation. It would be better to send them directly to God with a bullet."
"What about the remaining two bottles of polyjuice? As a mental controller, Zhan Lan must take one bottle, otherwise it will be too easy to attract attention on the chaotic battlefield... Should you drink the last bottle or should I drink it? "
Zheng Zha thought for a while and said, "Why don't you drink it? People in this world think that I am a vampire anyway. At most, vampires from the East are a bit strange... maybe I can sneak into Voldemort's team."
But to Zheng Zha's surprise, Yang Yun shook his head and said: "No, we are divided into teams. You, Zhan Lan, and Zhao Yingkong will drink these three bottles of compound soup, and then Zero Point will provide sniper support from the outside position. You go to Azkaban. Join the fight.”
"It's not impossible. If this is the case, Yang Yun, you will play the role of a field doctor, but this is fine..."
Zheng Zha agreed at first, but after thinking about it, he realized that he had misunderstood what Yang Yun meant: "Wait a minute, you said you want us to go to Azkaban to fight? Are you and Zhang Jie going?"
Yang Yun sighed and said: "I always feel that something is wrong. It would be better for Zhang Jie and I to stay at Hogwarts with Qi Tengyi and the two newcomers."
"Something's wrong?" Zheng Zha was stunned: "What's wrong? It seems to me that it's time for the final battle. Your early planning has achieved great results. Those two conversations not only allowed us to successfully obtain Deng With Bledo's trust, he even obtained Azkaban's topographic map and polyjuice potion, giving him an advantage in the war..."
"Based on geographical location, both the Central Continent team and the Indian team have mostly oriental faces. We have polyjuice potion as a disguise, but they may not have such a thing. Once any of us discovers the traces of the Indian team , you can catch them off guard."
"I mean in terms of the main mission, no matter whether Voldemort is finally resurrected or not, the Death Eaters' move to spread the word and want to open the battlefield in Azkaban is really too deliberate."
Yang Yun explained: "With our reminder, Dumbledore should not appear immediately on the battlefield in Azkaban. This also avoids the dark tricks. After all, no one knows what Voldemort is hiding." I know. But Hogwarts is also a very important place. If Voldemort decides to open a second battlefield here, then Hogsmeade on the periphery will definitely bear the brunt... We also have to consider the safety of the newcomers."
At this point, Yang Yun paused for a few seconds before saying: "The other thing is intuition... I have an intuition that things won't end that easily. For this reason, I specially asked Zhao Yingkong to steal this."
As he spoke, Yang Yun took out a piece of crumpled parchment, tapped a little on it with his wand, and whispered softly:
"I solemnly swear that I have done nothing wrong."