The draw starts from Azkaban

Chapter 178 Avada Eats a Big Melon [22]

The taste of freedom is sweet, so sweet that even a fire dragon forgets the pain in his body and spreads his wings to fly.

It's blind.

But its nose can still smell the cold air, and it can still smell the smell of water vapor in the air.

It doesn't belong to Gringotts, it belongs to the deep forest, it belongs to nature.

It wants to drink water and find a place that suits it.

It flew very high and far away, and Du Wei didn't know where he came to. He only knew that the dragon that carried him was finally tired after flying for a long time.

It began to gradually lower, lower, lower, lowered into a lake.

It dived down by itself, splashed a huge splash, drenched Du Wei, and was covered in water.

Du Wei jumped off the back of the fire dragon.

This is a place that he has never been to. Du Wei looked over and saw that there were bunkers everywhere on the distant mountains, which looked like a kingdom of bunkers.

Forest coverage is not low.

What's more, there are no shortage of wild animals.

"exotic."

Du Wei picked up his wand and repainted himself with several layers of armor.

It is not uncommon for the fire dragon to fly out of England. After all, the country of the entire Europa continent is not very large. It is not difficult for the fire dragon to cross several countries at this speed.

To Du Wei's surprise, neither Fire Dragon nor he was shot down by missiles along the way.

Does the fire dragon still have the effect of shielding radar?
Dewey doesn't know.

He stared at the dragon, feeling very relaxed and extremely quiet.He looked at the fire dragon tenderly, watched it burn the surrounding trees clean, watched it gradually dive down, and began to drink water.

"Ah." Du Wei lay on the ground, supported his head with his hands, and looked at the sky.

He really wanted to rest.

He seemed to be picking up his wand, thinking of nothing, looking at nothing.

But just when he was about to use "Avada Kedavra" on himself, suddenly, a sudden stabbing pain woke him up on his arm.

He turned his head and saw the scar on his arm.

Perhaps to be more accurate, it was not a scar.

It was a dog leash that a Dark Lord had tied around the necks of his subordinates.

Usually, this arm is quite normal.

But now.

Du Wei glanced at his arm.

Voldemort is calling.

He felt the call of the Dark Lord who left the mark.

"It turns out," Du Wei said, "this is what it feels like to be summoned."

Du Wei stood up and looked at the bunker in the distance.

"Albania," Du Wei said, opening his mouth and licking his teeth, "Albania, the famous country of fortresses in the world.

It was awesome.

Nothing could be better than now. "

……

Deep in Gringotts.

Mad-Eye Moody watched Dumbledore commit a crime.

This old man with a white beard, he used magic to open the door in front of him.

And also took out a thing like a lighter.

It opened quietly, and then, the whole world went dark.

Dumbledore cast a spell on the sky.

The sun that fell was gone.

It's back to darkness here.

"If you would," Dumbledore said to Moody in the dark, before going in, "could you stop those outside who were going to come in?

No need to beat them, just give me a little time. "

Dumbledore said.

Mad-Eye Moody glanced toward the breached cavern.

He picked up his wand and said, "Then you'd better hurry up, I don't know if my expulsion spell will work or not."

"I will, thank you, Moody."

Dumbledore walked into the private vault in front of him, his wand glowing.

Even Dumbledore had never entered the private vaults of these ancient wizards.

He is not qualified.

Dumbledore's family can be regarded as a wizard family, but compared with the 28 pure-blood families, Dumbledore's family is not prominent enough, and his ancestors did not get enough benefits in the war against the elves.

Especially Dumbledore's previous generation, that is, his father's generation.

That sucks.

In the early years, Albus Dumbledore resented all this, resented his family, and refused to forgive himself.

Squib's younger sister, because of hurting Muggles, was thrown into Azkaban's father, a decadent family, and a youth who was despised and looked down upon.

The gloomy past and the hard-working school days made Dumbledore become extremely extreme at that time, wanting to prove himself and throwing away the past.

Then, there is a road of no return.

His father died, his sister died, his younger brother Aberforth refused to forgive him, and his lover wanted to destroy Muggles, so he sent him to prison with his own hands.

During this process, Dumbledore has been making mistakes and growing up, until now, he has become such an open-minded appearance.

"I really envy these young people, who can still taste the sting of love."

Dumbledore speaks.

The open-minded and happy old man walked into the vault in front of him and exclaimed.

First of all, compared with the rest of the treasury, the treasury of these pure blood 28 families is obviously much larger than the rest of the treasury.

On the ground, there are gold and silver and some small utensils everywhere.

It seems that many are still antiques.

Dumbledore can see the age of these things from the perspective of archaeology.

But he also remembered what he was doing here.

Dumbledore picked up his wand.

He didn't use the Flying Curse. The Horcrux here must have cast a protective spell. Using the Flying Curse may not work.

Tom is not such a silly kid.

Dumbledore's bright eyes looked around several times, and after a while he raised his Elder Wand.

He has an idea.

A large number of gold cups, silver cups, gold coins, pearls, and corals all floated up, and there were even long swords, armor, some documents, and other messy things.

Dumbledore waved his wand, and these things seemed to be alive, bouncing and sorting towards the distance.

It's tap dancing.

Dumbledore was still directing, looking very happy.

The objects here belong to one category.

Dumbledore's eyes looked into the distance, onto the pile of gold cups sorted.

Most of these utensils are covered with spells, but it is a pity that the person who casts the spell is not Dumbledore's opponent in terms of the attainment of the spell.

This is not black magic.

Dumbledore has studied these magics quite deeply.

Soon, Dumbledore saw that among a group of bouncing golden cups, there was a cup that was particularly inactive.

It doesn't fit in.

This is an extremely beautiful cup. Its ears are made of pure gold. There are many patterns on this cup.

Among the tap dancers, it lay quietly on the ground, completely unaffected by Dumbledore's magic.

"In this case."

Dumbledore took two steps forward, stretched out his wand, and picked it up gently.

He compared it with the Hufflepuff Gold Cup in the portraits and books in his memory.

Yes it is right.

"I found you, Tom."

Dumbledore said in a relaxed tone, as if meeting an old friend.

He stared at this horcrux. Every horcrux created by Tom has a breathtaking effect. Tom is a professional in bewitching people's hearts.

It's a pity that Hufflepuff's cup does not have the effect of reversing life and death.

Therefore, it cannot bewitch Dumbledore.

"Dewey Jones, what the hell do you know?"

Dumbledore looked at the cup and said softly.

【You pursue freedom, and you would rather sacrifice your life for it.

So, what am I after, Dewey Jones, I am a coward, I neither seek the truth nor my conscience, I deceive myself, and I was once afraid of the magic mirror.

I am not afraid of death, but I long for life.

I value order.

But I also understand freedom. 】

After he finished speaking these words softly, he heard Mad-Eye Moody's voice outside.

"Hurry up, Dumbledore, I can't hold it anymore, someone is coming in from outside."

"Very well, I see, thank you, Moody."

Dumbledore answered Moody in a raised voice.

After saying this, he put the golden cup on the ground.

"Goodbye, Tom."

He raised his wand.

Magic was used on this golden cup.

"Avada eats a big melon!"

Under the flickering green light, a green phantom appeared in front of Harry's eyes again. The severe pain made him scream, and he lay down straight from the chair, which shocked Lupine next to him.

Harry saw, no, he heard someone screaming.

"You are not him, who are you? The one who dares to steal from me!"

It was an angry voice.

It lay on the ground, trying to attack the person in front of it, but was stopped by an invisible barrier.

It feels extraordinarily angry.

"Harry, Harry, what's the matter with you?"

Harry's sudden fall startled Lupine.

The real Lupine.

Lupine tried to wake Harry, but Harry fell into a deep sleep and couldn't hear him at all.

A big black dog ran out from his own place and saw Harry Potter.

"We need to take him to Madam Pomfrey, something happened to Harry."

Lupine said to the big black dog.

Lupine had no idea what was going on, he was just a new teacher.

Just now, he was staring into Harry's eyes like his mother's, when Harry suddenly fell to the ground in pain, his head covered in sweat, and twitched, which startled Lupine.

Fortunately, he realized right away that he should take Harry to the school hospital.

The big black dog was beside him, wishing he could pick Harry up and run away!

Lupine snatched Harry up, and Harry wobbled.

Didn't move.

Imprisonment for so long is not without side effects.

Lupine's strength seemed to have shrunk a bit.

In desperation, Lupine tapped Harry with his wand, and Harry followed Lupine staggeringly as if being hoisted by an invisible thread.

He strode outside.

On the way, he also met Ron and Hermione. Ron and Hermione were very surprised to see Harry like this.

"What's the matter with him, Professor?"

Hermione asked Lupine.

Lupine pondered for a while and said, "I don't know, lady, but please step aside and don't delay me taking Harry to see Madam Pomfrey."

"The lady?"

Even Hermione was surprised to hear Professor Lupine's unfamiliar address.

(End of this chapter)