《HP The Birth Of Darkness》Chapter 11
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As the dementors begin to approach us, I see Minister Fawley getting a little restless.
Three dementors float near us and one of them speaks in a harsh, whispering voice.
"Thing ... you bring" asked the dementor
"He's a prisoner," Fawley replied as he looked somewhat annoyed and nervous.
Meanwhile, the other two dementors began to circle around us.
Fawley and the two guards drew their wands and pointed at the dementors while Fawley asked: "what are you trying to do creature?"
After being a few moments in silence the dementor in front of us said while pointing a skeletal finger towards me who was in the middle of the two guards.
"Strange..... person"
After a few moments of silence, the dementors decided to leave.
So we continue on our way to the gigantic tower, which will be my prison for years to come.
Dementors seem like pretty curious creatures.
Their bodies are covered by large robes, I could see their face or what it should be because they have nothing, I wonder how they will speak.
Spirit things I guess
Surely in the future, I will try to capture one to do various experiments on them.
I wonder what will happen if I take off his robe.
After that encounter with the dementors, we continued walking towards the tower
I have to admit that it is a fairly large building, I did not think that the people of this time had the technology to build it, because easily this tower must be 100 stories high
After a while we reached the entrance of the tower, I wonder if I will see my uncle and grandfather
After entering through a double door, we arrived at what looks like a hotel reception, although there was no one in it, we continued straight through a door that leads to a long corridor and some stairs at the end
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Seeing this, he asked the minister "hey old man, why didn't anyone come out to greet you, or is it that you're not as important as you seem?"
It seems that Minister Fawley did not like what I said because he made a face of annoyance
Then he said "laugh while you can boy, I hope when a few days go by you will have the same energy"
"And for you to keep in mind, there is no one who lives in this prison other than the dementors and the prisoners"
"Once a day a special auror comes who brings food for all the prisoners"
As the minister spoke we reached the end of the hall and started up the stairs
"Now I am going to explain to you a little about your new home, this tower has 100 floors, as you can see, the first floor is a reception and there is a kitchen, these stairs lead to the second floor where there are some bedrooms for the guards, although not being used "
"From floors 3 to 100 there are multiple cells where criminals are locked up in order according to their crime and their history, the mildest on the first floors and the most dangerous in the highest, there is a reason why it is distributed like this. you will discover in the night "
Then we reach the second floor a long corridor with doors on the sides and at the end a door that leads to the spiral stairs to go up.
"If you were a recognized criminal or a wizard of legal age we would normally give you a cell from the 70th to the 80th floor, but after an argument, it was decided to leave you on the 50th floor," said Fawley
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As we went up to my cell I observed the cells and the prisoners
All the floors are the same, after climbing the stairs you reach a door that gives you access to the next floor, there is a long corridor to the end of the floor, on the sides of the corridor it is full of cells and the door at the end allows you to enter to the stairs to go up to the next floor
The cells are all the same, they are the same size as my room in the cabin, but there is nothing in any cell, they are all empty, you have to sleep on the floor
On the way up the tower I could see many prisoners and several corpses, in general, the vast majority seem to lack life, those who are not crazy and hysterical are dedicated to staring at a place as if they were stunned
And this gets worse as we keep going up, my grandfather was on the 27th floor, sleeping in a corner of the cell, I decided not to talk to him
After a while we reached the 50th floor, my new home for the next 10 years, this floor is empty which seems pretty bad, although if something happens to me, I doubt that anyone can believe the testimony of some crazy criminals.
After being in the cell, Fawley started talking to me for a long time, it was boring to hear him say nonsense, after a while one of the two guards made a sign to him.
Then Minister Fawley says "well boy I hope I have the opportunity to see you in the future"
And he left, but instead of going down they went to the upper floors, it seems that they are going to meet another prisoner.
As I look at my cell I could only sigh, there is nothing, not even a window to see the sea.
Then I sit down to start thinking about the things that have happened and what my plans will be for the future.
As the hours passed, although I do not have access to the time, I can imagine that it would not take long for it to darken and I see that a while later the two guards pass with the minister, they seem to be going somewhat in a hurry.
While I think what went wrong with the spell, the night came.
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