The draw starts from Azkaban

Chapter 326 He brought death to the sculpture

"Waiting for Rufus to come back? Speaking of which, you all don't look well, maybe we need some potions, I remember the Ministry of Magic has a batch of potions.

It should be used at times like this, shouldn't it, Amelia? "

Dumbledore said.

After Boenshi drank the potion, she felt much better. She held back the severe pain, took a few deep breaths and said, "Does the Ministry of Magic still have this thing?
I don't even know. "

"Of course, some of the potions that circulate in the international magic world every year flow out of our Ministry of Magic. In fact, there are a lot of reimbursement accounts every year. Some of the potions obviously shouldn't exist in the on this bill."

Bob came over sweating.

He was a busy man, and he was probably more afraid of Voldemort actually coming to the Ministry than anyone else.

As an old man, Bob smelled some changes in the sky. At this time, he knew that he should take a side. He is not qualified to be a fool, especially these days, Rufus Skrein What Jay said when he found him.

"You should be in the Ministry of Magic, I mean, you can't leave a secure area, any secure area, why, it must have been many years ago, I think you can still remember this, you got a complaint, someone told you , in the old Gaunt house, yes, yes, that’s the expression, it seems that you remembered, yes, the Gaunt family, Voldemort is the girl from the Gaunt family, you should have seen her, yes, it’s the one who didn’t What a spirit, the child of a girl who looks like a living corpse.

Yes, yes, yes, exactly, so you see what I mean?Stay here, don't go out on the field, no matter what happens, if you have a wife and children, or other concerns, I can give them special approval to come to the Ministry of Magic?
What did you say, no, it's great, your weakness is gone. "

Since that conversation, Bob's mind has been extraordinarily clear, and he knows whose side he should be on—he will stand by whoever can make him survive.

'We are Rufus Scrimgeour. '

'We have Ms. Burns. '

'We have Dumbledore. '

He cheered himself up desperately, and said something that everyone knew-the English Ministry of Magic has a large amount of potions flowing into the market every year, to show his loyalty, and he made everyone's tacit Having said that, Dumbledore raised his eyelids and glanced at him.

Dumbledore stared at Bob for a moment, showing a hint of a smile: "Then Oleg, is it convenient to find a batch of potion here?
If you need it, I can go with you. I think it will be easier for the two of us to carry the medicine. "

"No need," Bob took out a colorful handkerchief, wiped his forehead and said, "I have some acquaintances, I'll go with them."

While speaking, Bob, an old oily man, really found some operators. Although he wasted many years as the captain of the striker for many years, he is not an angry person like Pink Toad, on the contrary. , His popularity is still good. At this moment, he selected a few operators and signaled them to bring their wands.

"Pay attention to your surroundings," Bob said, "if anyone approaches with malicious intent, knock them down, and nothing will happen."

"Ah, you have this hair, you are from the Weasley family, yes, very tall, why haven't I seen you, who are you?
Oh, Bill Weasley, I know you, your father told you, how were you in Egypt?
Oh, I'm so sorry, look at me, I remember wrong again. "

Amidst the rambling words, Bob led these people out of the hall in a hurry, leaving the chaotic situation behind. Dumbledore took his wand and gently cast some spells on them, watching They leave.

For some reason, such a Ministry of Magic is a little strange to Dumbledore.

When had he seen such a serious Ministry of Magic?

Albus Dumbledore stood in the hall of the Ministry of Magic, looking at his brother with his back turned, when Albus Dumbledore was about to pass.

The green fire shines again.

Karma was stunned, he didn't understand why Floo always had such a situation - he even wondered if he had lived so comfortably these years that he forgot how to cast the spell, to finish Work, but what he saw next made him quickly put aside these things.

He forgot what he was supposed to do.

At a loss.

A man who looked like a beast, yes, a beast, a man who smelled like blood, got out of the fireplace first, he threw his deer hat aside, and lowered his body , carefully put the person he was carrying on the ground.

Immediately, a large number of Aurors and strikers came in from the outside. They were silent, and put their colleagues on the ground—put their bloody colleagues on the ground, and remained silent.

Extremely depressing.

They stand here, it is a kind of extreme depression, they are covered with blood - this is a rare thing, for wizards, except for medieval duels, yes, it is like Granville in Hogwarts Like the first dean of Fendor, he had a sword in one hand and a wand in the other. At that time, there were quite a few heads cut off by the sword. At that time, it was normal for wizards to wear armor.

Now, the situation is better.

Under normal circumstances, everyone will not have so much blood when they kill each other.

Death Eaters and dark wizards used "Avada Kedavra" to kill people. As for the rest of them, most of them would not use the Unforgivable Curse. They would use other spells to deal with dark wizards, but Voldemort was angry A spell under the spell smashed all the forging creations to pieces.

Such a curse falls on man.

People will turn into minced meat.

More importantly, the same damage fell on the wizard, ashes, mutilated limbs, and countless dead people.

"Kingsley."

Among the pedestrians, Dumbledore saw a familiar man, and he was quite tall. Kingsley was wearing a hat. His hat had fallen to the ground long ago, and one arm was missing.

With several Aurors and strikers behind him, he didn't even have time to rest without an arm.

Hearing someone calling himself, Kingsley looked up in confusion. He saw Dumbledore, but he couldn't react.

His eyes are confused.

He opened and closed his lips, and he wanted to say something, but in the end he fell to the ground without saying anything.

Rufus Scrimgeour, with the living and dead staff of the Ministry of Magic, once again returned to the hall of the Ministry of Magic, called this "magnificent" place, once again stained with dark red blood, like a snake flowing.

(End of this chapter)