The draw starts from Azkaban

Chapter 225 Two Candid Wizards【5k】

Dumbledore waved his wand, and Du Wei's head was pulled out from the wall by him. When Dumbledore pulled out his own Du Wei Jones' head, he thoughtfully held his head to prevent him from Something happened to his cervical spine.

Immediately, he skillfully waved his wand again, and the surrounding shattered walls, tables and chairs that fell on the ground all returned to their original state.

It's like stepping back in time.

Only Du Wei, his state, did not suffer any improvement.

He looked like he was about to die, his whole face was pale without a trace of blood, but his eyes seemed to want to bleed out.

It looks terrible.

Even Dumbledore frowned when he saw Duvi Jones like this.

"Maybe you should go see Madam Pomfrey, Jones, you're not well."

He picked up the applewood wand from the ground and stuffed it into Duvi Jones' hand.

This is not a Lupine cypress wand.

Du Wei returned Lupine's wand to him.

"Thank God, Mr. Principal," Du Wei said, "Of course, if you are willing to take me there.

I see three of you now, Mr. Principal, stand up, three of you, it looks so interesting.

So where the hell are you?
Also, leave your wand here, I can't cast magic anymore in my state.

Put my old friend there, what if it breaks if bumped?"

Dumbledore bent down, and the tall old man said, "I'm by your side, don't worry, your wand will not break, and, Jones, grab my arm."

He stretched out his arm, grabbed Duvi Jones' hand, and put it on his arm.

"Don't let go."

Dumbledore to Duvi Jones.

"Oh, I hope."

Duvi Jones said casually, but his hands obviously lacked strength.

Dumbledore grabbed his hand and twisted it for a while. Du Wei felt the pain in his mind getting worse.

The severe pain turned everything in front of his eyes into black.

He heard someone talking in his ear.

But who was talking, he didn't know.

He didn't pass out, he was still conscious, and probably stayed sober despite the excruciating pain.

Madam Pomfrey looked at this difficult patient, also very sad.

Obviously, even Madam Pomfrey, the school doctor who has seen many scenes, this is the first time she has seen this scene today.

Anyone who dares to cut his own soul with a knife is a real ruthless person.Just like Avada Kedavra, who has researched magic that can harm the soul, such wizards are extremely rare and powerful wizards.

Du Wei, he looks very powerful, and he doesn't seem to have any connection.

He is just more ruthless.

This is true for yourself, and it is also true for others.

"Principal, do you want to send Professor Lupine to St. Mungo's Hospital?"

Madam Pomfrey said.

"You don't need to go to St. Mungo's Hospital, Madam Pomfrey, it's fine here."

Du Wei said on the bed that he felt as if he had lost his vision, but he still spoke very calmly, at least he could hear the sound, couldn't he?

This is a good thing.

"Professor, are you sure? You look like you have been permanently injured by a spell. You need to go to St. Mungo's Hospital."

Madam Pomfrey said firmly.

"Yes, I'm sure, ma'am. I've heard of the permanent curse ward in St. Mungo's Hospital, but as far as I know, the people in this ward are at best maintaining the status quo...

There is no cure for me. "

Du Wei felt that the blood vessels on his forehead seemed to have their own thoughts, trying to struggle to jump out of his head.

want to explode.

With the beating of my own heart, I am beating the drums.

chug.

chug.

The feeling of dying, the beating of the heart, the protruding of the eardrums of both ears.

An extremely rare experience.

Du Wei licked his teeth, there was no smell of blood, but his nose already smelled of blood and rust.

That's the smell of blood.

Maybe somewhere else, it's bleeding.

He didn't make himself laugh.

He coughed.

"So, ma'am, is there any potion in the school that can calm people down a little bit?

Pain relief is okay too.

It affects my thinking. "

Du Wei asked.

Pomfrey looked at Dumbledore, who nodded slightly and said, "Yes."

Du Wei smiled again.

It seems that the side effects of this potion should not be small. Du Wei felt a little bit of cool potion appear on his dry lips, and poured it into his mouth.

Immediately afterwards, he felt that his soul was comforted to a certain extent.

It was like a clear spring on a high mountain, comforting my burning mind.

It's really not easy.

"I think it will be all right for Professor Lupine and I to be alone for a while, is that all right, ma'am?"

Fortunately, Du Wei couldn't see it at this time, otherwise, he could see that Dumbledore was a little timid when facing the powerful Madam Pomfrey—especially in Madam Pomfrey's own domain shrink.

"Well, you are the principal, you have the final say."

After Madam Pomfrey finished speaking, when she walked out, she thoughtfully closed the door of the school hospital.

In the entire school hospital, there were only two people left.

Du Wei.

Dumbledore.

The Hogwarts hospital hospital is empty most of the time, and the busiest time here is when Hagrid finishes his classes and there are Quidditch games.

Hagrid was in class, of course, because when Hagrid was in class, he thought of those students' physical fitness as himself, and as strong as himself.

Not everyone can face his cute little ones.

After Malfoy's accident.

Hagrid has indeed restrained himself a bit in educating the students, but this restraint is compared to the fact that he gave the students a practice with hippogriffs like Buckbeak, which is somewhat restrained, and some of them are very harmful to the students. Hagrid also put it in the classroom grandiosely.

As for the Quidditch game.

Do you think that every time there is a problem, it is a Quidditch player?

No, to be precise, not all.

The mutual harm between students was mainly reflected in the finals.

If it is the final between Hufflepuff and Ravenclaw, or any two of the three houses of Hufflepuff, Ravenclaw, and Gryffindor, the final will be played.

Then the college students are relatively harmonious.

But if the final battle was between Gryffindor and Slytherin, then every now and then, a student or a few students would come to the school hospital to lie down and receive treatment.

The reason is that Hogwarts has abundant martial arts.

There are always students who are fighting and being rescued while lying in the hospital.

It's not yet the Quidditch final, and Hagrid has been busy recently because he helped Mr. Bob negotiate with the horsemen.

So not many people here.

Just two.

Although Hagrid's theory class was not easy, after all, it was something that needed to be dealt with carefully when facing the "Monster Book of Monsters" written by a furry, big spider.

"Oh, I must tell my father, this book is too dangerous", said Pansy Parkinson, the original language should be spoken by Malfoy, unfortunately, Malfoy is studying very seriously now, even if It was Hagrid's course, and he studied it very seriously.

"He seriously doesn't look like a Slytherin, he should go to Ravenclaw."

Some people commented on Malfoy so sourly, but obviously, no one dared to say that in front of Malfoy, because now Malfoy is a good duel fighter.

Even the buck-toothed Flint, the captain of Slytherin's Quidditch team, suffered several big losses at Malfoy's hands, and dared not speak out!

Lying on the bed, Du Wei hummed softly, it was Hedwig's Variations, he hummed Hyde's Variations, and Dumbledore sat next to him, his eyes turned around him.

"You became Tom's Horcrux too, didn't you?"

asked Dumbledore, straight to the point.

Du Wei smiled hehehe.

"Isn't it obvious, Professor, so how does Cruciatus feel?"

Du Wei asked.

His voice didn't sound provocative - because Du Wei really wasn't provocative, he really wanted to ask Dumbledore how Cruciatus felt.

"I'm afraid it's not very good, Mr. Jones."

Dumbledore also answered his question, but this is not the question now.

Now the question is.

Dumbledore looked at Du Wei and said, "How long have you been at Hogwarts, Mr. Jones?"

"Always, my Mr. Headmaster.

It's no surprise, Hogwarts is the safest place to be when all the Aurors are after me.

I think you should know about this. "

"I do know about it, and I sometimes wonder where you and Sirius are hiding under the arrest of the Aurors. I thought you should be hiding in the Shrieking Shack.

It was a place Blake was familiar with, and no one would go there.

Sirius wanted to see Harry, and being there was a good choice. "

Dumbledore said, he took out a piece of chocolate from his clothes, stuffed a piece into his mouth, and then stuffed another piece into Du Wei's mouth and said: "I noticed that you like eating chocolate very much, Jones. "

"Yes of course."

Du Wei said vaguely.

"So, my dear professor, you also know that Sirius was wronged?"

Du Wei showed a smile and said casually.

Dumbledore's hand paused for a moment.

"Yeah, I know."

Dumbledore said.

"So, after you knew the truth, you didn't try to fish poor Sirius out of Azkaban?"

Du Wei then said more relaxedly.

"Yes."

Albus Dumbledore said, this time, his answer was exceptionally succinct.

Du Wei was silent. He lay on the bed and closed his eyes.

For a moment, the school hospital became extremely dull.

A dullness that shouldn't belong in this season.

Dumbledore's voice came over.

"So you hate me for it, Mr. Jones?
Are you resenting me for not coming out to testify? "

"No, to be honest, I'm not surprised by this, my professor.

You are a coward at some point, and I can understand that.

Besides, in Azkaban, I asked myself countless times, is there really a God in this world.

My answer is, no.

You did not come out to testify, I can understand your logic, because you have no obligation to come out to testify, so, professor. "

Du Wei exhaled softly.

"A living person still has the courage to reverse the case, so professor, are you willing to restore the reputation that the dead person should have?
Would you open your eyes for a dead man?

I have no reason to blame you for not coming out to testify and prove a person's innocence, because this matter is too difficult.

But now, Professor, there is another thing standing in front of you, that is, whether some people really have legitimacy by fighting Voldemort with their own lives.

Did he do it right. "

Du Wei said softly: "Sirius is still alive, I will vindicate Sirius, there is no doubt about it.

But the dead, who will tell their stories? "

Du Wei asked like he was dreaming.

Dumbledore sat beside him and looked at Du Wei's face. At this moment, there was no madness on his face. Du Wei's expression was as calm as a lake in late autumn, indifferent and chilling.

"Who?"

he asked.

"Reculus Arcturus Black."

Du Wei said: "Sirius' younger brother, Regulus Black.

The true glory of the Black family.

A warrior of faith. "

……

Slytherin, common room.

The matches in the fireplace were beeping, and Malfoy was curled up in a chair under a blanket.

In front of him was an astronomical watch.

He is on the astronomical watch, comparing something.

On the other side of him, it was Professor Lupine's leave time. The more he investigated these things, the more dignified Malfoy's expression became, and in the end, it became even more livid.

He had a guess in his mind, a terrible guess.

But he didn't want to prove this, because he couldn't imagine that the teacher who taught him how to deal with werewolves would be a werewolf wizard.

He stood up, carefully inserted the wand into his waist, and walked out in his robe.

"What are you going to do, Draco, about to rest?"

Ms. Parkinson said aside.

She saw Draco Malfoy standing up suddenly, and she didn't know why, but Parkinson still reminded him that after Hogwarts lights out, students had better not wander around the school.

"I'll be back soon."

Malfoy said, striding out of the Slytherin common room without looking back.

Go straight to Professor Lupine's bedroom.

He stood outside Professor Lupine's bedroom, and for some reason, he suddenly felt a little panicked.

A trace of bewilderment appeared on Draco Malfoy's face. When he noticed that Professor Lupine's leave was a bit tricky-no one's illness is so regular, and it always disappears at certain times of the month. One week, when he noticed this, out of nowhere, he took out his astronomical watch and began to compare the astronomical table to investigate the days when Professor Lupine was sick.

After checking the astronomical table, the expression on Malfoy's face finally changed to panic.

He found that the time when Professor Lupine fell ill was almost a week away from the time of the full moon on the astronomical table, after each full moon disappeared.

Professor Lupine will go to class again, he looks exhausted, and the werewolf wizard described in the book——"Because of becoming a werewolf, these werewolf wizards will always look extremely tired. It is also a kind of mental torture..."

This is the text written on Lockhart's books.

The information in these books corresponds to that of Professor Lu Ping!

Thinking of this, Malfoy no longer hesitated, he knocked hard on Professor Lupine's bedroom door.

"Boom boom boom, boom boom boom."

But what he didn't expect was.

Professor Lupine was not in the bedroom.

Glancing at the time again, Malfoy felt very strange.

Now it is almost time to turn off the lights, let alone students, even many professors should go back to rest.

Professor Lupine, why aren't you in your bedroom?

where is he
He was very strange and went to the teachers' lounge, and Professor Lupine was not here either.

No one knows where he went.

"I don't know either, Mr. Malfoy."

Professor Binns said that he seemed to be reading a book, but whether ghosts can really read some information is a matter of different opinions.

Many people feel that they cannot.

Malfoy gritted his teeth and decided to check out the hunting lodge.

He was standing in the porch near the game lodge, looking out of the window.

The dark Forbidden Forest contains danger.

A round of moon did not illuminate the outside, but called the outside of the castle, showing more danger.

get out now.

Draco Malfoy also knew that if he went out now, it was very likely that he would be caught by Filch and put in confinement due to lack of time.

but……

but!

However, for ordinary things, Malfoy can take time off, but the matter touches his bottom line - he can't allow his beloved Defense Against the Dark Arts professor to be a werewolf!
When a werewolf was involved, blood finally defeated reason!

He strode outside, but this time, obviously, has exceeded the time that a student should appear in the castle.

Snape came out of the pharmacy and met Malfoy who was about to leave the castle.

"You should be thankful, it's me you met here."

Snape looked at Malfoy and said coldly.

He stopped in front of Malfoy, opened and closed his lips and asked, "Give me a reason not to punish you, Malfoy, you appeared in the corridor in the middle of the night, um, you should leave the castle, Malfoy, give me A reason not to punish you."

Malfoy was keenly aware that the professor's mood at this time should not be very good.

He felt right.

Snape was in a bad mood now.

He was in a bad mood.

in his hands.At this time there is a bottle of potion.

"Severus, find some potions about how to heal people's souls", Dumbledore sent him a letter using the Phoenix Patronus, which was nothing at all, but it was the last sentence that made him extremely uncomfortable.

"To Lupine."

"To Lupine!"

Snape was in the pharmacy, gnashing his teeth!
He wished Lupine would die!

How could he make something happen to Lupine!

But he had to listen to the headmaster's words!
Under the dilemma, he felt extremely disgusted!

(End of this chapter)