The draw starts from Azkaban

Chapter 327
Aberforth stepped forward quickly and supported the crumbling Aurors. He was as tall and big as his brother, and unlike his brother, he appeared to be more rude and wild.

Seeing that some of the hitters already had werewolf features, Aberforth said, "What are you going to do, Rufus?"

"Lock up first."

Duvi Jones said that he went out from the Floo network again, and after the green light flashed, the people who came in became more and more "strange".

Even Dumbledore frowned.

Because of this situation, it is really too miserable.

Mad-Eye Moody "walked" in from the end. He "walked" in on a stretcher. Even Dumbledore didn't recognize him. If it wasn't for his magic eye, maybe Dumbledore would not have recognized him as his old friend.

Bloody.

Almost out of shape.

On him, the smell of a large amount of white fresh essence almost overwhelmed the smell of blood.

"Fortunately, most of these injuries are not directly caused by black magic. There is no need to counter-curse, it just looks scary, as long as the person is still alive."

Looking at the minister who was walking over with force, Duvi Jones said that his khaki windbreaker was no longer recognizable, it was full of scratches and holes, he didn't seem to be injured, but his body The blood soaked through his clothes.

Even these tough guys fell down powerlessly when they came to the hall, and most of them passed out directly.

Dumbledore looked at the scenes in front of him, and said with a rare seriousness: "It seems that things are a little serious. Maybe we need a therapist from St. Mungo's Hospital for Magic and Magic. Can you come and help, everyone?"

He waved his wand, and soon, a large number of injured people floated up, ready to leave here at any time and go to St. Mungo's Magical Hospital.

"Do you think the therapist at St. Mungo's Magical Hospital can help werewolves?"

Duvi Jones said rudely on the side, looking at the somewhat bewildered operators, he found an acquaintance inside, Charlie Weasley, this capable young man, he followed his father, he was the The one who studied dragons in Romania.

Experience in the field told him that these people were not in the right shape.

He also saw some people who had obvious characteristics of werewolves, such as canine teeth and werewolf hair.

"Charlie Weasley."

Duwei Jones beckoned, everyone's eyes were on the young man, Duwei Jones waved, his khaki windbreaker was covered with blood, Duwei took out his pipe, lit it and said: "I remember you, Charlie Weasley, have you seen dragons in Romania?"

"Yes, Mr. Director."

He turned his head to look at his father, and Duvi Jones spit out a smoke ring, floated towards the ceiling and said, "Very well, I think you must have seen werewolves in the wild, these gentlemen, all of them use big iron Chained and no one near them, I mean, no one but you.

Charlie Weasley, you can follow Mr. Albus Dumbledore to St. Mungo's Hospital, and tell them in advance that there are many werewolves among the injured this time. I don't want those therapists to treat half of them Time, bitten by a werewolf.

Of course, after you tell them that the patients were bitten or scratched by werewolves, if a healer or wizard tells you that they cannot be treated, I will give you this permission. If there is a problem, you can take the intestines of these bastards. Take it out, I will bear all the consequences. "

Dewey Jones said.

"Then, Mr. Weasleys, seal this place completely, Mr. Dumbledore."

He looked at Aberforth Dumbledore, "Please go to St. Mungo's Magical Hospital in advance to ensure the safety of St. Mungo's Magical Hospital."

Aberforth nodded, looked at the mangled Aurors and strikers and said, "I'm going to find some friends."

"Thank you for your support of the Ministry of Magic."

Duvi Jones expressed his thanks, looked at the operators casually and said loudly: "Everyone, don't be nervous, this place is safe for the time being."

Of course it's safe, Voldemort didn't lose his mind, he got rid of one of the things he feared most in his heart - Dumbledore, but Tom was still afraid of death, he was no longer afraid of his professor as much as he was afraid of death, he He is still afraid of Dumbledore, but it doesn't mean he thinks he can beat Dumbledore, not to mention that he has just met Death, and he is in a hurry now.

In a hurry to go to Grindelwald's castle.

He let the Ministry of Magic off for the time being.

After everyone was mobilized, Arthur Weasley came over, and Duvi Jones continued to smoke his pipe, spit out smoke rings like onion rings and said, "How about , Mr. Arthur, are you tired?"

"No, what happened?"

Arthur Weasley asked, as Duvi Jones took off his coat and set it on fire.

"Arthur, I need you to find someone from the International Department of Magic, and I want them to contact the Magic Congress of America, the French Ministry of Magic, and the Ministry of Magic of various European countries.

After Ms. Burnsch wakes up, I need Ms. Burnsch to negotiate over there, and to stop some operators, will there be a tornado in London? "

Duvi Jones asked as if on a whim.

Arthur Weasley: "…"

"It's rare. If we use a tornado to cover up one incident, it will be difficult."

Duvi Jones: "Well, if there is no tornado, let's have a blizzard, keep everyone out, and then deal with the Prime Minister's office. We should thank Alastor, who used it at the most critical moment. Protected the Prime Minister himself."

Du Wei turned his head and saw Ms. Burns who had fallen asleep and said: "Control all the operators, I will hold a trial meeting as the director of the Magic Execution Department, and I will throw those people into Az Caban, and told the Magic Congress of Europe and America that Voldemort should be going to Grindelwald."

Arthur Weasley widened his eyes when he heard the name and said, "Grindelwald?"

"Yes, Grindelwald, I don't know why, but I know that this is a rare opportunity for us. Taking advantage of this time, we must clean up the Ministry of Magic, at least throw all the ghosts into Az Caban, make it impossible for them to harm us."

Speaking of this, he rubbed the center of his brows and said, "Arrest people, completely block this place, arrest people."

Duvi Jones looked at the strikers who escorted Ms. Burns to the Ministry of Magic hall in advance and said, "Boys, get ready to work."

(End of this chapter)