Chapter 228 Bellacritus and the Happy Crystal Ball

[Visitors, show your permission from the Ministry of Magic]

It is a semi-open secret among the Dementors to "take advantage" of visiting humans and suck their happiness. Except for those big figures in the Ministry of Magic, any other wizard has to go through this.

This time, the Dementors were very surprised to hit a soft nail on the four people in front of them, and they couldn't help but be cautious.

So they asked the visitors for their permission letters according to the regulations.

Taurus opened his robe and took out a crystal ball from his arms. Unlike ordinary prophecy crystal balls, this crystal ball is full of colorful smoke, and you can feel a burst of joy from the heart just by looking at it.

The moment they saw the crystal ball, the Dementors became agitated.

"This is our 'permission letter'. We will not take any prisoners away, just simple questioning." Taurus said in a calm tone. Facing the heavy siege of Dementors, he expressed their needs without changing his face.

His meaning was very simple and clear: let the four of us in, we won't cause you any trouble.

After finishing his words, he handed the crystal ball to the Dementor closest to him.

The Dementor subconsciously raised his arm and took the crystal ball from Taurus with a gray, thin, scab-covered hand that was emitting a faint light.

After the crystal ball was handed over to the Dementor, the colorful smoke inside immediately dissipated. The commotion among the Dementors became more intense. Many Dementors in the back row squeezed to the front and tried hard to inhale the dissipated smoke. The Dementors who were already in the front were unwilling to lag behind and joined the ranks of sharing the smoke.

No Dementor was willing to pay attention to the four uninvited guests.

Anyway, they would not and dared not take the prisoners from the island, so let them go.

Seeing that the Dementors no longer stopped him, Taurus immediately took his three companions deep into Azkaban.

"It's a genius idea to fill emotions in the crystal ball!" After entering the castle, Gemini couldn't help but praise.

"Thank you." Taurus was the inventor of that special crystal ball. He was a little embarrassed to be praised by name.

"But besides feeding Dementors, what else is this emotional crystal ball used for?" Gemini's next sentence silenced Taurus like a tongue-locking curse.

This invention has indeed not found its place yet. Maybe when people are in a bad mood, they can absorb a little "happy" emotion to make them happy?

"Eh? Since happiness can be filled, other emotions can also be filled? Then can you fill me with 'that kind' crystal ball, that is, a crystal ball for things between men and women... I'm quite curious about what the emotions are like at that time! It would be even better if the heroine could be customized--" Gemini didn't seem to notice the change in Taurus's mood. He slapped his head and found a very good application direction for Taurus' invention.

"Jemini, if you still want to return to the headquarters alive, you'd better shut up." Aries tried to restrain his smile and let Gemini shut up first.

A trace of confusion and puzzlement flashed in Gemini's eyes: I'm helping Taurus find an application field for his invention, so he should thank me, right?

However, after seeing Taurus's face gradually turning red, he decided to keep his mouth shut.

The four of them walked into Azkaban Prison and passed by one cell after another.

The cells were in semi-open mode, with no walls blocking the view, and only black iron pillars trapped the prisoners in the cells.

These pillars were full of traces of time, and they might be broken by a few kicks. However, the prisoners who were imprisoned in Azkaban became half-dead after staying here for a long time, and they couldn't even think of escaping.

When the four of them passed by those cells, they noticed that many prisoners were wrapped in dirty blankets, huddled in the corner of the cell, motionless, and looked like they were asleep. Their dinner plates were placed at the door of the cell, and the food inside was as cold as ice, and it looked like they had not been touched at all.

Gemini noticed that there was an exception to the rule. The plates at the door of other cells looked untouched, but the plate at the door of this cell was empty.

This made Gemini curious: Who could keep their appetite in such an environment? He was sure that Dementors did not have the skill of cooking.

The turkey, bread, dried meat and pickles on the plate just now should only be cooked and edible.

He looked into the cell and saw a man huddled in the corner of the room like other prisoners. The man had dirty, tangled long hair. He was very thin and looked like a skeleton covered with skin.

Hearing someone approaching, the prisoner raised his head. Gemini found a pair of eyes in the deep and dark eye sockets, and he caught a hint of strangeness from the eyeballs: this person seemed to be different from other prisoners.

He still maintained his "emotions", which was the most luxurious thing here.

Gemini took notice of the name tag on the man's cell door, which read: Sirius Black.

"Interesting guy." Gemini had a feeling that he would hear this name again in the future.

After searching through the cells one by one, the four finally stopped outside the room with "Bellatrix Lestrange" written on it.

Gemini took a special look at the plate outside the cell. He noticed that Bella seemed to have eaten a little bit of the food inside, but not much, and only took one or two bites of each thing.

"Bellatrix." Aries called out the prisoner's name, but the prisoner in the cell didn't pay any attention to them.

Taurus glanced at Gemini and took out a crystal ball from his arms that was exactly the same as the one he had used to bribe the Dementors before.

"This is its proper use." Taurus gently stroked the crystal ball, letting the colorful smoke inside float towards the prisoner in the cell, and along with her slow breathing, it went into her nostrils.

Huh...

Bella's expression gradually became lively. The happiness that Taurus injected into her moistened her soul like nectar moistening dry soil, bringing her some vitality and making her face more lively.

As the smoke continued to be injected, Bella's condition was getting better little by little. When a trace of red appeared on her cheeks, Taurus cut off the emotional supply to her.

Now she reacted. She turned her head and looked at the crystal ball in Taurus's hand with greedy eyes.

"More, more!" She made a hoarse sound in her throat.

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