The draw starts from Azkaban

Chapter 277
Even for Duvi Jones, it took a lot of time to fabricate a logical memory.

He needs to check carefully and calculate a lot of information repeatedly. He has no friends, he only has himself.

He needed to combine Voldemort's life to create the logic he believed in.

Using Harry Potter's blood.

Step by step.

In this way, under the magic of Duwei Jones, Pettigrew fainted, and Duwei hugged him.

"Send it down the sewer, Bertha, you should know how to do it."

Du Wei issued an order clearly.

People around looked at the mighty Du Wei.

There was admiration in his eyes.

It was like Voldemort's Death Eaters looking at Voldemort.

The powerful magic and tough style, the sense of security brought to people, is so clear at this moment.

In their view, Duvi Jones, who cast such a powerful spell, didn't even feel tired at all.

This is the guarantee of safety.

This is powerful beyond people's imagination.

This is where their confidence lies.

No matter when, in the wizarding world, personal force is always the most believable thing.

Not to mention, the current Du Wei has a kind of Scrimgeour's persistence and Du Wei Jones' faintly suppressed madness.

"Yes, Mr. Du Wei."

Bertha Jorkins' wand, glowing pale blue, envelops Peter Pettigrew.

Put the invisibility cloak inherited from Harry's family on Peter Pettigrew.

Bertha just left.

Here, there is another person who needs to be dealt with.

"Are you ready, Lockhart? What do you choose?
One, or two? "

Lockhart had no choice.

A dazzling light emerged from the tip of Du Wei's wand.

Du Wei was disappointed.

"I'm sorry," he said, "since you don't want to choose, I'll help you choose."

On his arm, the wound was open.

Blood gurgles.

Drops on the ground, like flowers.

The powerful magic power caused the blood to change shape on the ground, and the expression on the other side was terrified. The powerful spell changed his thoughts and reshaped his memory.

In Du Wei's eyes, light and darkness flickered, and no one knew what he was thinking about.

After changing Lockhart's consciousness, Du Wei put away his wand.

Hit him unconsciously to make sure he passes out.

"Get to work, everyone, for the Ministry of Magic, for a brighter future."

he said softly.

"For the Ministry of Magic, for a brighter future."

The rest of the wizards shouted frantically together.

Du Wei raised his eyebrows, and looked at the black wizard and several goblin masters. These masters and black wizards were startled, and quickly expressed their loyalty.

"no need."

Du Wei closed his eyes, then put on Scrimgeour's clothes, and left the suitcase.

……

Pig's Head Bar.

Dirty behind the counter.

The tall Aberforth stared at the newspaper in his hand. He carefully read the newspaper several times.

"Not a coward."

said Aberforth, but that was all.

He still had no intention of going to Scrimgeour.

In any case, the Ministry of Magic's fight against the Death Eaters is a matter of course. The rest of the people have no need to resist the Death Eaters. Those wizards who have channels and connections are all leaving England recently.

Some safe country can always be found.

Compared to confronting Voldemort head-on, those wizards prefer to avoid the edge temporarily.

Not to mention, Aberforth, none of the buddies he could contact had a clean foundation. Aberforth dared not even think about asking these people to cooperate with Scrimgeour.

At this time, the door of the bar opened, and a familiar person walked in.

"I seem to have said that you are not welcome here."

Aberforth said.

But it can be seen that this time he has no intention of driving away.

Although he still had a bad attitude, he was not hostile to the new Director of Law Enforcement of the Ministry of Magic.

"There aren't many people today, Aberforth? How's the business going? How's everyone doing? Are you still afraid?"

Du Wei said, he put the cup on the counter, found a place to sit down and said, "Have another glass of Flame Whiskey, thank you."

A glass of flaming whiskey hit Du Wei in front of his eyes. Du Wei didn't care about the other party's bad attitude.

He reached out and took the whiskey and said, "How about it, it's about working with me."

"No, don't even think about it."

Aberforth warned him, "There is no buddy you want here, but I heard that Voldemort has appeared again, why do you still have the heart to come here?

Diagon Alley was sealed off. "

"Well-informed, Aberforth, but, I go to the Bockin' Bock store and it doesn't change anything.

Little Mr. Bork from the Bojinbok shop is also an extraordinary wizard, and those who can kill him among the Death Eaters are all in Azkaban.

So this matter, in theory, is very likely to be done by Voldemort himself.

Even if I went to the scene, the dead can't be brought back to life, Aberforth, I went to that place, there is no point.

So, with this time, I can definitely find a way to protect more people. "

He looked at Aberforth and said, "It's like now, so what are you going to do? Aberforth, you really can't help me? Just a little bit?"

"In my own capacity," Aberforth let go, and he said, "I can give you some help, in my own name, in the name of me, Aberforth Dumbledore."

"In this case, it's best."

Du Wei stood up and stared at the portrait of his sister.

"Very disappointed, although I was mentally prepared before coming here, I am still very disappointed to hear your news.

But I still want to thank you for your help, because I may indeed need your help with some things.

I heard you can get anything here? "

He asked Aberforth.

Duvi Jones knew that Aberforth could indeed get some prohibited items as long as he wanted to. After all, Hagrid's three-headed dog and dragon eggs were all obtained here.

He checked some files, and in the files, many smugglers mentioned a place.

Pig's Head Bar.

But for some reason, the Pig's Head Bar has never been seized.

What Du Wei wants cannot be imported through the official.

For him, Aberforth was a good choice.

Naturally, there are other channels to get what Du Wei wants.

Brother Weasley.

These two brothers are in school, but they have a wide range of connections.

Du Wei did not choose them.

He knew that Dumbledore would go mad if he did do something to the Weasley brothers.

No one can do anything to his students under his nose.

Not Voldemort, not Duvi Jones, not the Ministry of Magic.

Hearing this, Aberforth took out a double-sided mirror and handed it to Scrimgeour, "Tell me, what do you need?"

(End of this chapter)