The draw starts from Azkaban

Chapter 309 The Weasley Family Meeting
The Weasley family had more sources of news than anyone thought.

As their owls flew out, many grandparents' owls flew up outside the Burrow.

Although they fly slowly.

But they must accomplish their mission.

Molly Weasley looked up at the flying owl, worried. In her memory, the serious period of the Weasley family was the last time when Voldemort ruled the wizarding world in England.

During that dark time, Voldemort didn't like the Weasleys, but he didn't kill the Weasleys.

That's not in his interest.

He was crazy, but at that time he was not as crazy as he is now. He even killed the retired minister who was interested in the pure blood family.

Slaughtering the Weasleys would do him no good.

One is because he has been on stage for a relatively short time, and the other is because the Weasley family can be regarded as a top-level magical pure-blood family no matter what.

Many of his subordinates have connections with the Weasley family in one way or another. It is too wishful thinking to eradicate such a family.

He just killed some pureblood family wizards who resisted him.

Many pure-blood families gave their lives for resisting Voldemort's rule.

This time, will the Weasley family do the same?

To sacrifice blood for justice?

Just when she lowered her head worriedly.

Mrs. Weasley saw that there were two more familiar people in front of her.

twin.

They all smiled brightly.

Showing white teeth.

"Hello, Mom."

"Oh, Bill, and Charlie?"

Seeing the two children appearing in front of her, Mrs. Weasley was extremely pleasantly surprised.

"Why did you come back?"

Mrs. Weasley opened her arms, embraced the two children with joy, and kissed their foreheads. Because they were so tall, the two boys had to lower their bodies so that the mother could reach their foreheads.

They also hugged their mother tightly.

"We've got the letter."

Charlie said that because of raising dragons in Romania, his skin was tanned and he also had some scars on his body, which are unavoidable things when dealing with dragons.

Every time Molly saw it, she felt sorry for her son.

There was another one, Bill, whom they had just met, in Egypt, who was also tanned.

Hearing what her son said, Mrs. Weasley felt very strange.

"Who wrote you the letter?"

she asked curiously.

"It's me, Mrs Weasley."

Behind them, someone said.

Only then did Mrs. Weasley see an "uninvited guest".

Rufus Scrimgeour from the Ministry of Magic stood behind everyone, looking slightly limp, he looked at the people in front of him and said, "So, can I go in and have a rest.

Coming from afar, I am so cold.

A cup of hot tea is best, but whiskey is also fine. "

He said.

"In that case, let's come in together."

Seeing Scrimgeour, the smile on Weasley's face froze instantly.

As if she had noticed something, she glanced at her child, then at Scrimgeour, her expression was extremely ugly.

"Come on, sit down."

She invited Scrimgeour to her kitchen, and soon Arthur Weasley sat over.

The same goes for Molly Weasley.

"This is a family meeting."

She said coldly, completely different from her usual kind look.

Arthur glanced at his wife, and thought of his son who came from afar when he was out.

Immediately, he made a guess about the matter.

Duvi Jones did not speak, he picked up a glass of whiskey, put it under his nose and sniffed gently.

Of course he understood that Molly Weasley was speaking to him, she was resentful that she didn't say hello, and called her child back from outside.

put them in danger.

Molly was already very restrained, if it was him, he might poke a few holes in the opponent's body with his wand.

"Master Scrimgeour, the weather is fine today."

Arthur said with some embarrassment.

"No, today's weather is not going to be good, today's weather is terrible, I am so tired of this kind of weather, gloomy sky, always gray.

Either snow or rain.

My legs hurt like there are a thousand, ten thousand ants burrowing into my bones, constantly biting and biting.

It made me irritated, a kind of unbearable irritability. "

Dewey Jones said.

As he spoke, he lightly hit his knee with his fist.

Like a dying old man.

Molly Weasley's face was still frosty, but her eyes had clearly expressed a kind of "attention".

She became a little interested in what Scrimgeour said.

Duvi Jones smiled a little, didn't care about it, and talked about the rest.

"I remember, there are still four Weasleys in Hogwarts, right?
Ron Weasley, and a pair of mischievous twins, and a Percy Weasley graduating this year, right?

Among them, Ron Weasley and Harry Potter, Hermione Granger, are good friends. "

Duwei Jones said in a calm and unhurried manner.

Molly Weasley was attracted.

"Yes, I just didn't expect that a director of the Ministry of Magic would be so interested in my children."

Molly Weasley said stiffly.

But the tone started to loosen.

Duvi Jones didn't mind Mrs. Weasley's attitude at all.

He still sniffed the glass of wine and continued: "No, no, ma'am, you misunderstood me, it's not that I'm so interested in your children, it's another thing—I'm interested in Harry Potter.

I just found out about Ron Weasley when I was investigating Harry Potter. At this time, I suddenly thought of something.

With all due respect, I didn't say what if Voldemort returns.I mean, Voldemort is back, Harry Potter and him are eternal enemies, and as for the other one, Miss Hermione Granger, if I remember correctly, she is a Muggle-born wizard?
I don't have much obsession with blood, don't look at me like that, Mrs. Weasley.

I don't discriminate against Muggle-born wizards.

But I remember that Muggle-born wizards are thrown into Azkaban, or at least persecuted.

If at that time, we are dead and the Ministry of Magic is destroyed—believe me, this day may not be too far away. I don’t know why Voldemort slowed down his actions and prevented him from mastering the Ministry of Magic in the first place. But I know, what should you do if he masters the Ministry of Magic?

two?

You are telling your sons that we should hand over your good friend and show our loyalty to Voldemort.

Or, fight him to the end?
Call your fourth year, Mr. Ron Weasley, to go on a runaway? "

Speaking of this, Mrs. Weasley couldn't sit still.

"We have Dumbledore."

Duvi Jones laughed.

"So, are you going to hide your children at Hogwarts for the rest of their lives? Harry Potter doesn't care, but Ron Weasley?
What if Voldemort kidnapped you both and forced your son to come back with Harry Potter?
Don't say it's impossible, Voldemort can't do anything with a bottom line.

After thinking about this matter clearly, we can continue to talk about another topic.

How to save yourself. "

　Spaces are not included in the number of words...I wrote it smoothly, sorry, and I changed the previous typo when I saw it, and I am even more sorry

　　
　
(End of this chapter)