Chapter 1.2: Azkaban

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(first person)

After God knows how long, Dumbledore finally stopped walking. I woke up from my short nap that I secretly took to prevent myself from panicking. I looked up and to my horror, I saw Dementors flying everywhere. I rubbed my eyes but the Dementors were still in front of me. That proves it. I'm definitely not dreaming. Dumbledore put me down from his shoulder. Nymphadora pointed at the building in front of us. "y/n, this is Azkaban. The prison that holds the deadliest, most evil death eaters and people who committed the worst crimes." I scratched my head, wondering why they brought me here.

Author's note: it's starting to get suspicious...

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