The towering, somber walls of Azkaban loomed in the distance, a fortress protruding from the unforgiving sea that surrounded it. The small wooden rowboat lurched forward, nearly throwing its occupants overboard.
"Sorry miss," the elderly fisherman shouted over the howling winds. "I told ya this trip ain' for the faint o' heart."
Edith Howard nodded, afraid that if she opened her mouth, the contents of her breakfast would make an unwelcome appearance.
Edith's fingers desperately gripped the edge of the boat as the waves tossed them back and forth. Sopping hair fell into her face, the wind having torn her neat braid apart. Icy water sloshed around their feet, turning her wool socks into an icy mush inside her leather boots.
Not for the first time did Edith curse the incompetence of the Ministry of Magic, and their long, arduous meetings. Ten years ago, a witch Aparated into Azkaban and was killed by one of its prisoners and ever since, Ministry officials were at war with one another, trying to determine if Apparating into Azkaban should be legal or not.
And so Edith was left with little choice: risk flying through the notoriously dangerous storms, or employ a local fisherman to take her across. With the hopes of sneaking two prisoners off the island, Edith had no choice but to traverse the dangerous sea that surrounded the wizard prison.
Before stepping into the rowboat, Edith had full faith she would have no problem sneaking two people out of the prison without causing a ruckus. But the closer they drew to the prison, the more her faith dwindled.
Edith only hoped she didn't regret her decision of freeing the one man she knew that deserved a life sentence in Azkaban.
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In the Shadow of Azkaban
Fiksi PenggemarAfter absorbing the repository's power, twenty-three year old Edith Howard is in search of an ancient book left behind by Charles Rookwood that is said to hold the secret to controlling the repository's power. At the age of sixteen, she made the de...
