The Sudden Fear Spell

"Believe it or not, that's up to you..." Lockhart sneered coldly. "You may not know this, but the entire Wizarding World—especially the wizarding communities in Britain, France, and Germany—has been turned into an iron fortress by Anduin's Silver Flash Merchant."

"Anyone with the nerve to cause trouble in these areas will face a Thunderous Strike. You've probably never seen Aurors arrive at the scene within five minutes of a spell being cast..."

"Isn't that a bit far-fetched?" At this point, not just Rodolphus but the other Death Eaters, Bella included, all looked disdainful.

They had all been someone, once. Every one of them had blood on their hands, and they had committed crimes more times than they could count.

Years ago, whether they targeted wizards or Muggles, it was rare for the Ministry of Magic to find out the same day. Getting there within an hour would have been considered extremely efficient.

So what Lockhart said sounded like something out of a fairy tale to them. It was simply too outlandish.

Lockhart may be fiercely loyal to the master, but he has his flaws. This habit of bragging is a pretty big one. Rodolphus shook his head to himself. He didn't believe a word of it, but since Lockhart had just helped them out, he couldn't be bothered to call him on it.

Seeing the Death Eaters' reaction, Lockhart could only feel helpless. He had finally told them the truth, and they still wouldn't believe him. Fine. Go ahead and bring trouble on yourselves, then...

After that, the Death Eaters stopped talking to Lockhart and began loudly discussing how to break out, roughly settling on the timing and route.

Azkaban was supposedly under heavy guard, but it was severely understaffed. So the group discussed their plans loudly and openly, without