Azkaban Breakout

In Little Nurmengard, Hermione was flipping through a book, and Oren was reading beside her.

Hermione said angrily, "These poachers are outrageous! So many Fantastic Beasts have gone extinct!"

Oren chimed in, "That's really going too far! Don't they know what 'slow and steady wins the race' means?"

Hermione???

The castle gates opened, and Mrs. Molly helped Mr. Arthur, who was limping slightly.

"Hahaha, I, Arthur Weasley, am back!"

Everyone...

Ron asked curiously, "Where's Harry? I haven't seen him all day."

"I don't know," Oren shook his head. "Maybe this silly child got lost in the castle."

Harry walked over, looking haggard.

"Harry, what's wrong with you!" Hermione exclaimed.

Oren grumbled, "Looking so haggard? You got a T in Potions?"

"Potions is even worse than this," Harry said dejectedly. "Snape just came by; he's going to teach me Occlumency."

"Then you're doomed, you're going to suffer a lot."

Harry...

"Stop talking, my head is spinning."

After the Christmas dinner at Little Nurmengard, everyone returned to Hogwarts.

That night, Harry frantically twisted and crawled in the shadows on his bed in his dormitory.

"What's wrong with Harry?" Ron asked in alarm.

"I can't," Oren scratched his head. "Is he going to turn into a zombie?"

"What is that?"2

Neville suggested, "Why don't we go find Madam Pomfrey?"

"Don't rush, let me see if I can wake Harry up first."

Oren used the Big Bean Sprout, and the effect was outstanding.

As soon as Harry woke up, he dragged Oren and Ron to the Room of Requirement.

Harry explained, "My perception of You-Know-Who's side has become stronger; it must be from all that Occlumency training."

"I still need to learn Occlumency," Oren sighed. "It seems that's the only option left."

Ron???

Harry!!!

Taking the Potions, Harry asked skeptically, "Potions? Will this even work?"

"Don't worry, Harry, this will definitely work. You can sense You-Know-Who, but only if you're conscious."

Harry scratched his head, took the Potions, and walked out of the Room of Requirement.

Ron asked curiously, "What kind of Potions is that?"

"Powerful sleeping pills"

Ron...

The next day, Ron shook Harry anxiously. "Wake up, wake up! We're going to be late!"

"Hey, hey, don't bother," Oren said. "We'll just ask Hermione for a blank leave slip later."

"So Harry's just going to ignore it? Won't that cause problems?"

"It's nothing," Oren waved his hand. "Harry drank Potions; he probably used a bit too much yesterday."

Ron...

At the Great Hall table at lunchtime, Harry stretched and said, "That was a really good sleep."

Hermione retorted, "How could you be uncomfortable sleeping until noon?"

Harry...

Oren: "I'll have Snape give you extra practice this afternoon."

Harry wailed, "Have some decency!"

"My Phoenix Feather have been proclaimed, so I'll let you off the hook for today." Oren answered the phone (not really). "Okay, I understand."

Upon arriving in Little Nurmengard, Will reported, "Cedric Diggory reports unusual activity at Azkaban prison; it seems the Death Eaters are planning an escape."

"Our men are assembled and ready to depart at any time. Please give the order, young master!"

"Then what are we waiting for? Let's go!" Oren waved his hand.

The dark wizards strolled through the portal and arrived at the waters near Azkaban.

This thieving, convict-like behavior completely shattered the pride of Oren's hundreds of soldiers.

The group boarded a small boat and drifted towards Azkaban.

Oren said, "These are the the Saints ' badges and bandit hoods; one for each person."

"Is this gold?" Will asked, then took a bite of the badge.

"Copper-nickel alloy contains some lead, so be careful."

Will...

Oren drifted to Cedric Diggory's vicinity.

Cedric Diggory asked, "Buying fish? I also have shrimp."

Oren!!!

"Will, didn't I tell you to break his fishing rod?"

"Young master is using a fishing net now."

Oren...

"Never mind, explain the situation first."

Cedric Diggory explained, "There was an explosion in Azkaban, and fighting has started inside the prison, but they haven't broken through the guards' defenses yet."

"It's a pity the Dementors were under control, otherwise we wouldn't have needed to intervene."

Will suggested, "Young Master, let's all attack together now. We're guaranteed to thwart the Death Eaters ' plan."

Oren curled his lip. "They failed to escape, how are we supposed to maintain our authority now?"

"If I unleash three Cruciatus Curse at the last minute, it will be a fitting reward for the principal's guidance."

Dark wizards!!! This boss is just perfect!

Soon after, the Death Eaters who had been imprisoned broke out of Azkaban.

Oren used his Disillusionment Charm to become invisible and watch the show, while the dark wizards randomly unleashed Cruciatus Curse on the Death Eaters.

Seeing the Unforgivable Curses flying everywhere, the prison guards were unsure who to help.

Will kicked a prisoner to the ground, and the man begged for mercy, "No, no, no, I'm not trying to escape! Look, I don't even have a wand!"

Will raised an eyebrow and asked, "Then why did you run out here?"

The prisoner said, "I came out for some fresh air. I was in jail for playing pranks on Muggle, but I didn't get a few months in prison."

"Go back home"

"Okay!"

Oren watching the show...

Under Will's command, the dark wizards released the sea en masse, and once the Death Eaters were almost out of clothes, they too fled, leaving the prison guards bewildered in the wind.

On a small boat Will asked, "Will the young master and his men believe we're the Saints? After all, Mr. Grindelwald is still nominally imprisoned in Nurmengard."

"That was done by Grindelwald's men, or even Headmaster Dumbledore, but it certainly wasn't done by a fifth-year wizard like me."

Will...

Little Nurmengard, Oren summoned Rita Skeeter.

"It's so nice to see you. Didn't the You-Know-Who come to have a heart-to-heart talk with you?"

Rita Skeeter...

Oren pulled out a stack of manuscripts and said, "Death Eaters has escaped from Azkaban. Here's the gist of it. Tomorrow, you'll give Fudge a thorough dressing down."

Rita Skeeter said, "Um... I got fired from the Daily Prophet after that time I said the You-Know-Who was Mudblood."

"It's nothing," Oren waved his hand. "Go publish the Quibbler; that old bastard Lovegood isn't afraid of death."

"And don't let the France Germany Wizarding World newspapers get away with it either; they must smear Fudge thoroughly."

Having finished everything, Oren hummed a little tune as he teleported back to Hogwarts.

Inside the common lounge.

Hermione asked, "What happened? Why are you so happy?"

"The Death Eaters' escape attempt was averted by my men."

Hermione nodded. They were blocked by the Avada Lightning Chain. Merlin bless those Death Eaters so they can live to see their sentences.

Harry asked in a low voice, "So, did you succeed?"

"Of course... it failed."

Hermione looked at Oren suspiciously.

"Ahem, Hermione should know that those Death Eaters have survived this long because they possess extraordinary skills."

"Their escape speed was incredible! It wasn't that our troops were incompetent, but the enemy just ran fast!"

"This matter will be published in tomorrow's Daily Prophet; the three of you can just read the newspaper."

The three little ones...