Hogwarts: Wizards? Master of Fantastic Beasts!

Azkaban Lookout.

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Fudge slapped the table angrily, causing Lauter and the others to tremble.

"How could a ten-year-old kid get into Azkaban? Who locked him in? Are the two eyes an ornament?

Fudge's angry roar made everyone tremble.

In fact, everyone knows that Fudge's anger is not because he detained the wrong person.

After all, everyone knows this kind of business for the dead ghost.

Fudge was so angry that he obviously wanted to find someone to blame.

And there is a high probability of choosing one from among them.

That's why they're afraid, once chosen, the consequences....

When everyone thought of this, they all trembled with fear.

"Warden Lauter, I think you should give me an explanation. Who put a ten-year-old child in Azkaban, and who took this child?"

Fudge looked around coldly, and the finger holding his wand pointed at Lauter Shafiq, who was the leader.

Lauter trembled with fright when he heard this, swallowing saliva and wiping away the cold sweat from his forehead.

He smiled at Fudge that was uglier than crying.

"Minister Fudge, I think there must be a misunderstanding here. As you know, Azkaban has always been disciplined, and everyone who comes in and out is recorded. Jailers are no exception, let alone people and prisoners. "

Humph!!

Fudge snorted coldly and glared at Lauter with a look of hatred that iron is not steel.

People are in it, and you are telling me now that it was a misunderstanding, did the child still fall from the sky, or did he sneak in from that place?"

"We... "

Lauter lowered his head and opened his mouth to explain.

But he had just spoken when he was interrupted by Fudge waving his hand.

"You don't have to explain it to me, you should explain it to that child!

Fudge pointed at Laut's nose and cursed fiercely before turning and walking out of the watchtower.

Just stepping out of the watchtower and looking at the hordes of Dementors in the sky, Fudge pouted disdainfully.

The pureblood family is really not as good as a generation, just such an obvious thing.

Lauter only needs to put all the responsibility on his finger and push all the responsibilities over, so won't everything be fine?

But Lauterna? is still there to explain? It's stupid!

"Warden Lauter, you didn't... "

Without waiting for his men to finish asking, Lauter saw that he didn't look at the man and walked out of the watchtower.

Only a group of jailers were left in place, all looking at each other, all looking like the rest of their lives.

One of the able-bodied jailers breathed a sigh of relief.

The whole person collapsed to the ground like a detached person, his eyes full of happiness and fear.

However, no one jailer noticed his strange appearance, and even if he did, at most mocked him for his timidity.

"Minister Fudge, I'm sorry to keep you waiting. But this thing I really... "

"Don't talk nonsense, take me to that kid quickly. Dumbledore and they are still there, if you want to explain, go to them!"

Fudge interrupted Lauter unceremoniously, looking at him coldly, waiting for him to lead the way.

"Trouble Minister Fudge to come with me, Professor Dumbledore and they went to cell fifty-one. When passing by the cells, Minister Fudge did not pay attention to the group of prisoners, whatever they said, as if they had not heard. "

Lauter led the way in front while giving Fudge advice.

No way, if not told.

Based on what he knew about Fudge, Fudge must have thought that he had deliberately taken him to be scolded.

"Hurry up and lead the way, do I use your instructions, and don't look at your identity!

Fudge looked at Lauter coldly, his face full of disdain and disgust.

The Shafiq family, if they were all such guys, they would die sooner or later!

"Yes. "

Lauter gritted his teeth in humiliation, not daring to speak again, but silently leading the way.

...

Cell Fifty-One.

At this time, Bella's face had turned blue, and her hands and feet involuntarily began to twitch.

The fear of death once again drowned her like a tide.

It was as if a hand was grabbing her ankle and was dragging her into hell.

Bella's face became more and more hideous, and her legs kept shaking, as if she wanted to shake off the invisible hand.

However, all this was useless, and the lack of oxygen gradually blurred her consciousness and blocked her vision with tears.

Seeing that Bella was about to completely suffocate, Arthur was still indifferent, and Dumbledore had no intention of making a move.

Professor McGonagall gritted her teeth and raised her wand to stop Hela.

But as soon as her hand was raised, it was pressed down by Dumbledore.

"Professor Dumbledore, shall we just watch, even if Bella is a heinous Death Eater, but even if she dies, she should not die like this. At least she can't die at the hands of Arthur!"

Professor McGonagall looked at Dumbledore incredulously and questioned him in a hurried tone.

"I think you should believe Arthur, he's a good boy. Minerva, your heart is messed up, you care too much about this child. Calm down and look at this child, you will find that he is different from ordinary people!"

Dumbledore finished speaking seriously, and then looked at Arthur with complicated eyes.

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