The draw starts from Azkaban

Chapter 325 Su Li
"If we can't be the last line of defense in the wizarding world, then who do you expect to protect the world instead of us?

Those Hogwarts kids? "

Du Wei's voice was still in their ears. Everyone knew that this time, they had no choice.

"Do something, folks, protect yourselves, and if anyone is alive, bring them back.

I hope that in the next day, I can see you, and you can see me.

If, I mean, if I die in the next operation, don't worry about my body, if there is nothing to do, you can retreat. "

After saying these words, Du Wei looked at the Aurors behind him and bowed slightly.

As if this is the farewell of the last battle.

Although doing so might damage morale.

But so what?

In the English wizarding world, who doesn't know Voldemort's great name, and who doesn't know the consequences of being an enemy of him?
These Aurors knew exactly what they were about to face, especially after seeing how Voldemort dealt with the "retired" former Minister of Magic, Cornelius Fudge, they all knew that they were no better than Cornelius Fudge Even more noble status, and will not be more pure blood than him.

Even Cornelius Fudge was murdered.

After Voldemort came to power, none of them believed that they could be spared.

Mr Scrimgeour was right.

They are doing something they have no choice in.

……

In the Ministry of Magic, a large number of Weasleys are working, and the Weasleys are all distinctive, and they are easy to identify.

On the one hand, these people contacted the staff of the Ministry of Magic and arrested those colleagues who usually complained a lot. On the other hand, they closed the traffic network here and opened the defense mechanism at the same time.

These fiery red Weasleys with flame-like hair and freckled faces were active everywhere.

Among these Weasleys, a tall wizard was particularly conspicuous.

When Bernsch and his batterers came here, they were extremely tired.

A double image appeared before Bernsch's eyes.

"It's here, put her here, she needs a spacious place, and some magical magic potions."

The wizard said in a rumbling voice.

Next to him, Bob—he was deliberately left in the Ministry of Magic to prevent this old Ministry of Magic operator who knew too much from being hit by a [Avada Kedavra] when he was out on a mission, and died .

A pair of hands stretched out, and Ms. Burns subconsciously grabbed the arms, opened her eyes, and saw a pair of blue eyes right in front of her.

"Dumbledore."

Seeing the familiar eyes in front of her, Ms. Burns subconsciously said his name, but soon, she knew that she had guessed wrong. The old wizard in front of her was even bigger than Dumbledore. Blidore is a restrained wisdom, so this "Dumbledore" is a hot spring volcano that has not yet exploded.

Maybe it's because of those eyes that are the same as Dumbledore's, Ms. Burns's evaluation of the one in front of her has been improved a lot. Otherwise, Ms. Burns would tell this smelly wizard Come out with your own evaluation: "A rude gentleman."

How could there be such a pair of similar eyes in this world?
Ms. Burns looked at his wand.

Sure enough, he was not Dumbledore.

Dumbledore's wand wouldn't be like that.

It was such simple reasoning and thinking that made her feel dizzy as if a magic wand was stirring in her mind, as if she had used magic to sieve cocoa into milk.

Ms. Burns subconsciously wanted to vomit, she wanted to cover her mouth, and the blood vessels near her temples began to "chug".

Aberforth Dumbledore rudely produced a bottle of potion.

"Drink it, you will feel much better, but don't linger, drink it in one gulp."

said Aberforth Dumbledore.

"Thank you."

Ms. Burns didn't rush to get this thing. She looked at the tall wizard and asked, "But I haven't asked yet, who are you?"

"who am I?"

Aberforth said: "I am a friend of Rufus. What you see now, they are all friends of Rufus. They were called by him urgently. He even rushed towards Hogwarts and some A reclusive old wizard has sent a distress call, but we all know they won't come.

Even Dumbledore..."

Halfway through the speech, the green fire in the hall flashed, and Dumbledore came out from inside. The traffic officer who was blocking this place opened his eyes wide. He couldn't believe it, because he had just blocked the Floo network here. .

Dumbledore came out and said: "Don't worry, Mr. Karma, if I must look, then these spells may not be able to block me.

You did a great job, as well as you did at school, and I remember you, Hufflepuff. "

Having said that, Dumbledore quickly came over and had a face-to-face with Aberforth Dumbledore. Aberforth Dumbledore ignored his brother and turned away. Dumbledore was used to this, His eyes were slightly lowered, he didn't make contact with his younger brother, and then he came to Ms. Bernshi's side.

"How is it, Amelia?"

Dumbledore asked, his tone was very kind, with a power that could comfort everything. Ms. Burns was relieved to see Dumbledore approaching. Dumbledore saw the medicine in Ms. Burns' hand and said : "Drink it, this potion is quite effective."

"Thank you."

Ms. Burns drank the potion, relieved the severe pain and said, "We have been attacked by the Dark Lord."

This time, Dumbledore did not correct Ms. Burns' prompt. At this time, the Dark Lord is the Dark Lord. Ms. Burns did not lose her determination to confront Voldemort head-on, so it doesn't matter what it is called.

He also wanted to call Voldemort Tom.

Too bad Voldemort didn't allow himself to call him that.

Somewhat disappointing.

Dumbledore listened carefully, heard what happened, then nodded and said: "Yes, it sounds like something Voldemort would do, he always does things very coolly, but when he really wants to implement some decisions time to hesitate...

His old problem. "

Dumbledore looked at the staff of the Ministry of Magic who were thrown aside and said, "Who are these people?"

Ms. Burnsch said: "Just in case, Dumbledore, there are people among us who are Voldemort's people, and they know my whereabouts like the back of their hands, and cut off the way back.

If no one is inside to respond, I shouldn't be so embarrassed. "

Dumbledore nodded and asked, "Then what do you plan to do next?"

Enduring the severe pain, Ms. Burns said, "Wait for Rufus to come back."

(End of this chapter)