Stealing a Portkey

Surging demonic flames seized the soul.

The powerful Fiendfyre Curse lunged at the Dementor in an instant. At the same time, terrifying blue Fiendfyre engulfed its entire body with lightning speed.

In theory, as a soul-based being, a Dementor could only be harmed by a Patronus Charm, but...

Lester's Fiendfyre was exceptionally powerful. Not only could it devour tangible objects, it could even erode untouchable souls until nothing remained.

Using the Dementor's body as fuel, the Fiendfyre burned ever more fiercely.

Even from far away, Lester could still feel the surrounding air growing scorching hot.

"Woooooo!!!!"

This was the second time Lester had heard a Dementor's terrifying cry.

The first time had been when he had just entered prison and thrown a pillow at a Dementor, enraging it enough to let out that wailing cry.

But although this cry also sounded like a wail, it was completely different from the last one.

Not only was it filled with endless pain, but if one listened closely, one could even hear the Dementor's terrified cries.

A Dementor was actually afraid before this Fiendfyre!

Despite the Dementor's incomparably miserable cries, Lester's expression remained unchanged.

Those who were Non-Self would surely harbor different intentions.

Besides, this sort of monster that fed on humans had consumed who knew how many lives in its lifetime. Burning it alive with Fiendfyre was already letting it off easy.

Accompanied by the Dementor's agonized howls, the smell of something charred slowly drifted out from the corner of the cave.

When Lester walked over to look, he found that the Dementor, which had been lively just moments ago, had been reduced to nothing the instant it came into contact with the Fiendfyre.

Not only that, other flames would leave behind black ashes after burning something, but Lester's Fire Shield would not.

Non-toxic, harmless, and pollution-free. A simple burn was all it took to send the target swiftly to its death.

"Awesome!"

With a light wave of his right hand, the blue Fiendfyre that had just eroded a Dementor transformed once more into a small blue fireball and flew into Lester's palm.

At the same time, the system's pleasant notification sounded beside Lester's ear again.

[Ding! Used Fire Shield to kill a Dementor. Proficiency +1]

[Dark Lord System]

[Host: Lester Bide]

[Magic Power: 10 (an adult wizard has 100)]

[Mastered Spells: God-tier Invisibility Technique (max level, cannot be improved)

Wall-Piercing Technique (basic spell, cannot be improved)

Transfiguration (from a Boggart, cannot be improved)

Fire Shield Level 1 (1/100)]

[Mission: The Angry Prisoner]

[Lottery Draws: 0 (500,000 Fear Points/draw)]

"Just killing a living creature could increase proficiency by one point?"

Lester's eyes lit up. To verify his guess, he directly controlled the blue Fiendfyre to fly out of his palm again.

Very soon, under the glow of the flames, a small black bug appeared before Lester.

Perhaps affected by its surroundings, the little bug was hideously ugly, looking exactly like an oversized and revolting dung beetle.

Lester carefully controlled the Fiendfyre and released a tongue of blue flame.

The dancing little tongue of fire immediately surrounded the entire bug. The terrifying blue Fiendfyre spread over the bug's whole body almost the instant it touched it.

The entire bug was completely set ablaze. In less than a second, the innocent little creature was burned into carbon dioxide in the air.

"Burning bugs to death doesn't work?"

After the bug was burned to death by his Fiendfyre, Lester waited for quite a while without receiving any notification that his skill proficiency had increased.

It seemed that, barring any surprises, he would need to kill intelligent creatures like Dementors if he wanted to level up his Fire Shield.

At the thought that killing intelligent life could earn him proficiency, a cold glint continuously flashed in Lester's eyes.

Don't misunderstand. He had no plans to run around the Muggle world setting fires. Even if it meant improving his strength, Lester would never harm innocent good people!

Of course, if someone could really beat him to death, he might consider it. But things had not reached that point yet, had they?

The people he wanted to kill certainly were not innocent Muggles. There was currently a group of corrupt officials in the Ministry of Magic, occupying positions without doing any work and lording it over other wizards. Why would Lester need to look elsewhere for targets?

Once he made up his mind, Lester did not hesitate at all. He recalled the blue Fiendfyre still flying about in the air and turned invisible.

He was going to steal something from the Auror outpost guarding Azkaban: a magical item that could directly transport someone from Azkaban to the Ministry of Magic.

"Portkey!!!"

Striding out of the cave, Lester passed through one Dementor after another and gradually headed toward the outskirts of Azkaban Island.

Because Azkaban had so many Dementors, anyone who stayed there year-round would inevitably be affected by them to some extent.

Therefore, the Aurors sent by the Ministry of Magic to oversee the prison usually stationed themselves at the island's outermost edge. That way, they could avoid encountering Dementors and having their happiness taken away.

Following the direction in his mind, Lester continued walking east alone while invisible.

He had arrived on shore there by ship.

He knew that there was an Auror outpost near the ship's landing point.

If nothing unexpected happened, that should be where the Aurors in charge of guarding Azkaban gathered.

Sure enough, after walking for several dozen more minutes, Lester finally saw buildings in the distance.

A completely white building stood there. From a rough look outside, it somewhat resembled Buckingham Palace in the Muggle world.

Of course, it only resembled one of Buckingham Palace's iconic buildings. After all, only a few Aurors were stationed here, so it was certainly nowhere near Buckingham Palace in size.

But although it was not as enormous as Buckingham Palace in the Muggle world, once he got closer, Lester discovered that the building was truly not small.

By rough estimate, it occupied around 500 square meters and stood a full fifty meters tall.

Judging by the windows, the office building was at least three stories high!

Lester first carefully examined the interior of the office building through the glass window by the entrance.

To his surprise, there were only two Aurors in the first-floor lobby, standing ramrod straight behind the door on guard. None of the other Aurors were anywhere to be seen.

That was not all. As Lester observed the building, two figures slowly descended from upstairs and entered his field of vision.