The draw starts from Azkaban

Chapter 264 Scrimgeour who got into trouble, where did you go?
After signing his name, Du Wei, who was planning to leave here, suddenly paused.

He stopped, turned around, and took out a black notebook from his arms.

He opened the notebook and saw the latest page of densely written text.

He handed the diary to the distraught Rita Skeeter behind him.

"Someone looking for you."

While talking, Du Wei handed the diary in his hand to Rita Skeeter.

Rita Skeeter doesn't know why.

She took the diary casually, and immediately after, the densely packed words on the diary came to her arm like shackles!

There was a scream in the long street.

……

Christmas is coming.

It is estimated that no one will give Du Wei a gift, but Du Wei still wants to give some gifts to several "good friends".

For example, these Death Eaters, or, for example, these goblins around him.

Both he and Bertha Jorkins left the street.

But Bertha Jorkins clearly had something to say.

She wanted to wipe Du Wei's face again.

"I found some Italians, and I learned how the Italians shave their heads and cleanse their faces."

When Bertha Jorkins said this, there was still light in her eyes. She obviously thought of the last time that she didn't wipe off the blood on Duvi Jones' face. Although Duwei didn't say anything at the time, But Bertha must have kept the matter in mind.

"Next time, Bertha, though the next time will be soon."

Du Wei spoke first.

"So, Ms. Bertha, the selected safe house, have you found it?"

he asked, and Bertha Jorkins looked cheerful after her disappointment.

Speaking of this matter, this may be one of the happiest things she has done recently.

Such an important matter as finding a safe house fell on her head, and she thought it was because Mr. Du Wei trusted her.

This is true.

Du Wei really believed in Bertha Jorkins.

On the long street, Rita Skeeter was trembling. She was trembling and trying to stand on the street, taking pictures. Du Wei asked Bertha if she still remembered where they bought the weapons for the first time in London.

"Of course, Mr. Du Wei, I will never forget these things, they will be engraved in my mind forever."

"Go find these people, Bertha, with some magic, you should be able to do it, we may need some Muggle means to deal with the wizarding world.

According to my observation, in the magic world, some people can be changed, but some people cannot be changed.

Like Mr. Crouch, I still think about him.

He is the stubborn wizard who cannot be changed. "

Du Wei smiled slightly, took out a box of chocolates from behind him, handed it to Jorkins like a treasure, and said, "Surprise, Ms. Jorkins, the best chocolate I found in a Muggle shop, Do you want to try it?"

Bertha Jorkins covered her mouth in surprise.

"Thank you, Mr. Du Wei, I really like it."

She took the gift with both hands.

"Thank you for your gift, Mr. Du Wei."

She thanked Du Wei repeatedly, and Du Wei shook his head to signal that she should not be too surprised.

It's just a gift.

"Cold winter, Bertha, don't you remember our first fireworks? How long have we not had fireworks in the City of London?
Now London is trembling under the threat of Voldemort. "

Du Wei said, Bertha's eyes were bright, and she looked at Du Wei with admiration.

Because she really likes the scene of fireworks all over the sky.

She also knew that Mr. Du Wei would definitely be able to create such a scene.

again.

……

It was already half an hour later when Ms. Bernsch knew about it. She hadn't slept, and she had no right to sleep.

No time to sleep.

In the evening, the minister of the Ministry of Magic came to the scene in person, saw the hanged Death Eaters, and remained silent.

Beside her, Ministry of Magic operatives were on the move.

"This scene...

Who did it? "

Even though she knew who did it, Ms. Burns asked subconsciously. She knew it was a stupid question, so Bob beside her didn't answer what her old boss said.

He tried to curl himself up, trying to make himself look inconspicuous.

He let out a long breath, and he didn't know if it was an illusion. Bob felt a sense of bleakness appearing on the iron lady beside him.

"Where's the Rufus?"

"I don't know. Mr. Scrimgeour told us to come here and said to bring someone."

He didn't know what to do here, most likely he was asked to deal with the mess and end it.

But he dared not speak out his guess.

He was afraid of pissing off his old boss.

Bob saw that Ms. Bernsch's lips were trembling. He didn't know whether it was cold or angry. Bob would rather he didn't see anything.

Ms. Burnsch took a deep breath, calmed herself and said, "You'd better not tell me, you don't know where Rufus has been."

Still afraid to speak, Bob pretended that he had just been deaf.

Glancing at her subordinates, Ms. Bernsch knew something was wrong, but he really didn't know.

She got nervous.

Such a large-scale killing did not occur even when the Dark Lord ruled the wizarding world for the first time.

It's not that Death Eaters tortured Muggles on a large scale and killed so-called mudbloods.

It has never happened that the Aurors of the Ministry of Magic have wiped out so many Death Eaters in an organized way.

Not even the battle hero Mad-Eye Moody did.

So when she saw this scene, she knew it was broken.

After the Dark Lord knew about this, he would definitely choose bloody revenge.

At this point, there was no point in berating Rufus.

need protection

"Go find Rufus, I need to see him in my office before dawn tomorrow.

Also, use an owl, no, forget it, I will go to Hogwarts myself. "

Ms. Burns frowned and said, although when she was the director of the Department of Magical Law Enforcement of the Ministry of Magic, she despised sending owls to ask Dumbledore's Fudge from time to time, but now, she found that she has become another Fudge .

But she had no choice.

Because Dumbledore is known to be the only person Voldemort is afraid of. Even without this layer of brilliance, he is still a wise elder. When he is uncertain, he will find an elder and get his Wisdom is always right.

Fortunately, Dumbledore at Hogwarts is indeed a wonderful tool man. He doesn't sleep at night. After hearing the request from Ms. Burns from the Ministry of Magic, he quickly responded.

"You are welcome, Susan, you can come to Hogwarts anytime, but what happened outside?"

(End of this chapter)